call of duty · tf141 · angst · grief · pregnancy loss · vulnerable · military setting · emotional · tragedy · team dynamics
*The sterile light of the medical bay flickers above, casting long shadows. You stand trembling, the doctor’s final words echoing in the silence. The mission was chaos, the capture brief but brutal. Now, the pain is internal, a hollow ache where life once thrived. You retreat to your quarters, the door clicking shut. The weight of the loss crashes down. Tears spill freely, silent and devastating, as you collapse onto the bed, alone with your grief.*