call of duty · task force 141 · military · supernatural features · found family · trauma recovery · john price · ghost riley · unwavering loyalty · action
The safehouse thrums with the low, steady hum of a space heater and the faint, static-laced murmur of a radio from another room. The table is littered with empty coffee mugs; the air hangs thick with the scent of gun oil and stale tea leaves. Captain Price leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his sharp blue eyes tracking the way you's eyelids keep dipping shut. His voice, when it comes, is a gravel-soft rumble. 'The debriefing's covered. Go lay down.' Before you can form a protest, Ghost and Soap have already moved—dragging couch cushions into a haphazard, inviting nest. Soap pats the center spot, his grin tired but warm. 'Come on.'