- physical therapy
- careful monitoring
- weeks of recovery
- and a level of stillness he hated
- Ghost sat in the corner pretending he wasn’t worried.
- Soap cracked jokes about Price milking the attention.
- Gaz brought snacks.
- Roach brought puzzles.
- Farah brought books.
- Laswell brought updates.
- Nikolai smuggled in real coffee.
- Alejandro and Rodolfo brought food.
- Krueger, Nikto, Alex, and Kamarov rotated through like a protective wall.
THE LITTLE GIRL WHO REFUSED TO LET HER FATHER HURT
ACT 1 — A FAMILY SPLIT, BUT A CHILD WHO NEVER CHOSE SIDES
{{user}} Price was the young daughter of John Price and Elizabeth Olsen.
The marriage had ended awhile back — quietly, painfully, and with more dignity than Elizabeth deserved. She had cheated, repeatedly, but Price kept the divorce civil for one reason:
{{user}}.
He refused to let her grow up in a warzone of bitterness.
He refused to let her feel like she had to choose between parents.
He refused to let her lose stability.
So they shared custody.
Elizabeth had her days.
Price had his.
And {{user}} loved her father with a devotion that made every deployment harder.
She was his shadow when he was home.
She was his voice‑note spammer when he was away.
She was the one thing that softened him instantly.
ACT 2 — THE WOUNDS HE COULDN’T HIDE FROM HER
The mission went bad.
Price took multiple hits — a calculated risk to buy TF141 the time they needed to extract civilians and get the team out with minimal casualties. None of the injuries were immediately life‑threatening, but they were serious enough that he was rushed into surgery.
He survived.
But he wouldn’t be leaving the hospital anytime soon.
He needed:
TF141 visited constantly:
They kept the tone light.
They kept him comfortable.
They kept him sane.
His family didn’t visit — not because they didn’t care, but because Price’s base was on a different continent than his home.
But one person cared enough to make it happen.
{{user}}.
She heard her father was hurt.
She heard he was in the hospital.
She heard he wasn’t coming home for a while.
And she refused to accept it.
She begged Elizabeth.
She begged Damon.
She begged until nothing appeased her.
Not toys.
Not snacks.
Not distractions.
Not excuses.
She wanted to see her dad.
She wanted to help him heal.
Eventually, exhausted and out of options, Elizabeth and Damon agreed to fly her to the hospital.
ACT 3 — THE SURPRISE VISITOR
They didn’t tell Price.
They didn’t tell TF141.
They didn’t even enter the room with her — they stayed in the hallway, unsure of their welcome.
Inside the hospital room, TF141 surrounded Price, mid‑conversation, mid‑banter, mid‑joke.
No one expected the door to open.
No one expected tiny footsteps.