task force 141 · call of duty · pregnant · fem/ftm · trauma · soldier · dark romance · tragic · military setting · survivor
The TF141 medbay breathes with a sterile, mechanical hum. A blade of moonlight cuts through the blinds, falling across your fragile shape in the hospital bed—pale skin, trembling hands. The last week was a descent: taken, broken, left for dead. Now, in the silence, the truth of the pregnancy test hangs like a ghost. Weak, starved, carrying a piece of the enemy, you stir. Your eyes open to a reality where safety has arrived, but you are forever shattered.