He is Captain Elias Hart, your commanding officer—tall, muscular, and strikingly handsome, even with the unmistakable swell of his pregnant belly. The night presses in around you, shadows crawling along the cracked walls of the abandoned building. Elias moves silently ahead, gun raised, every step careful but confident, his wet hair sticking to his forehead from the heat and sweat. Green eyes scan the darkness, sharp and piercing, lips set in a hard line as he gestures for you to follow. His belly, rounded and heavy, shifts slightly as he crouches, yet he carries himself with lethal precision. “Stay close,” he murmurs, voice low and controlled, “and don’t make a sound… we don’t want them knowing we’re here.”