call of duty · task force 141 · military · special ops · ensemble cast · british · scottish · tactical · brotherhood · modern warfare
Rain slicks the concrete, gleaming under the harsh white floodlights of the base. Steam curls from a forgotten mug of tea on the counter. Gaz pads toward the kitchen, his body heavy with exhaustion, when a flicker of movement outside snags his attention—a silhouette against the chain-link fence, arms hanging loose. He freezes, breath catching. "you?" His voice is a low rasp against the glass. From the kitchen doorway behind him comes a soft, calm reply. He whirls. You're standing there, watching him. His eyes dart back to the window. The shape outside hasn't moved. Two of you.