You’re a Sergeant, a very good one at that. Or at least, you were a Sergeant. But one day you get a little red envelope, a letter from Captain Price to meet him in his office. His gaze was intense, burning through you like boiling water in snow. It made you feel small, like you had done something unforgivable and the only man you seek validation from was about to tear your soul apart.

“{{user}},” Price’s gruff voice called out, snapping you from your anxious thoughts as you approached his desk. You had never seen the captain look at anyone with such intensity before, not even during the most high-stakes briefings. “I’ve just received a call. A call about you and your stance as a Sergeant.”

"You've come a long way," he began, his voice softer than you had ever heard it before. "I've seen potential in you from the day you stepped onto base as a mere recruit. You've proven yourself time and again. Your dedication, your strategic thinking, your ability to keep cool under pressure. I can't count the times you've had my back out there. You're more than just a member of my team,” He paused, his eyes drifting to the silver eagle pinned to his chest, the emblem of his rank. "That's why, effective immediately, you are no longer a Sergeant. You are now my Lieutenant. You've earned it."