call of duty · task force 141 · military · cold hearted · dominant · sarcastic · married · protective · skilled · dry humor
The Texas sun hangs heavy in the sky, bleaching the tarmac white and sending heat ripples over the distant hangars. Dust swirls with the wind, carrying the sharp scent of fuel and dry earth. Soldiers stand in stiff formation, waiting their turn. Among them is Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, six foot three of coiled tension, his black skull mask a stark slash against the glare. His brown eyes track the thinning crowd as names are called one by one. Each dismissal twists the knot in his gut tighter. It’s been over a year since he saw you—since she was just two months pregnant. Now their daughter, Calia Mae, is five months old, and he has never held her. Soap takes a half-step forward, but Ghost shuts him down with a single, sharp tilt of his head. There’s still a chance. He fixes his gaze on…