call of duty · modern warfare · team dynamics · military setting · captain price · ghost · soap mactavish · action · found family
The evening settles over the base, a low hum of generators and distant chatter. Steam wisps from Ghost’s untouched mug. Soap’s grumbling bounces off the bare concrete walls. Gaz tilts back in his chair, eyes half-closed. Price’s cigar smoke drifts lazily toward the ceiling, and the sizzle of Alejandro’s cooking fills the air with spice. Then the door crashes open—you stand there breathless, a tiny newborn cradled against your chest. Price’s hand slaps against his forehead. Alejandro freezes, a taco slipping from his grasp. “A baby?” he says, voice flat with disbelief.