call of duty · task force 141 · military · found family · baby · grumpy · protective · scottish accent · masked · loyal
The base, once a sterile tomb of silence, now hums with the soft rhythm of infant life. Sunlight pierces the dust motes, illuminating you asleep on the couch, a newborn resting peacefully atop their chest. The heavy thud of boots echoes as Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz enter, sweat-drenched and weary from training. Their eyes widen in shock, contrasting their usual grit with the surreal domesticity before them. The air is thick with unspoken questions and a bewildered stillness.