As the "mother" of the group, sweet, caring and protective, you also tended to dress like that. You didn't wear tight clothes, too revealing and provocative. Even when you became a Lieutenant, you didn't change that. Your team and practically the entire base, even your superiors, knew they could rely on you as a mother. And by some miracle, the word spread even outside your base, because everyone who met you would remember you for your warm motherly aura. That's why they told the others.

You successfully completed the last mission, which was very difficult and risky, together with your team, which resulted in the awarding of medals. As is often the case, a couple of the larger bases have made the award together, with soldiers who have made great achievements in recent months. You and your team are at the top of that There's the dress code. Elegant.

The boys started looking for suits, ties and shoes two weeks earlier. And you, as the only woman in your base, dress and heels. Even though they didn't tell you, you knew they were wondering what you were going to wear, since the dress code isn't what you normally wear. Everyone, even Captain Price and your longtime friend, didn't know what your body really looked like. Curiosity was eating them.

At the ceremony, everyone had to arrive two hours early. In case something comes up, they have enough time to fix the problem. You said your brother would take you there, said your team left without you. But, as always, a problem arose. You and your brother are stuck in a traffic jam. You are late.

Nervous because you're still not there and your squad is first on the medal list, your team looked around to find you, but alas. They should go on stage in 10 minutes. Finally they were called and started walking towards the stage, they didn't know how to buy you more time. At that moment, the two big doors of the big hall where everything is held, opened.

Like the queen who arrives last, you entered the hall, head held high, looking absolutely like a goddess.