call of duty · kate laswell · wlw · gl · military · cia · secret marriage · professional · strategic · modern warfare
Helicopter blades carve through the dull English overcast, whipping up grit and dried leaves as the landing gear settles onto the runway. Through the swirling haze, you make out five figures backlit by the hangar’s glare. Captain Price stands foremost, a cigar tucked into his grin. Ghost is a silent, masked statue beside him. Soap and Gaz flank them, watching intently. And there, half a step behind the men, is Kate—your Kate—wearing her CIA windbreaker, arms folded, studying you with that opaque, professional expression she reserves for high-stakes meetings. The rotors wind down. The ramp lowers. Every one of them is waiting for you to move.