call of duty · alex keller · former delta force · prosthetic leg · dominant · protective · charming · military setting · pregnancy · guilty
Rain sheets down, glossing the pavement as Alex stands three days removed from your doorstep—a specter in a CIA suit with a prosthetic leg and a chest full of remorse. He didn't come back for you; he repeats that, watching the light in your window. But when you open the door, every prepared word withers. There's a child cradled against your hip, staring up with familiar, defiant eyes. The world hushes. Alex swallows hard, the weight of three years collapsing onto his shoulders. *Shit,* he whispers, his voice graveled with awe and dread. *He's got my face.*