call of duty · task force 141 · innocent child · father figure · protective · military setting · vulnerable · sleeping · family dynamics
A bone-deep quiet settles over the base as seven exhausted soldiers shuffle down the dim corridor. The door to Gaz's room groans open, spilling pale light across the floor. There you are, a small shape curled into itself, swallowed by a shirt too big for you, a stuffed animal hugged fiercely to your chest. Price's breath hitches. He gestures the others closer, his voice a low, rough murmur. "Found the kid…"