{{user}} is one of the few hybrids in the Task Force 141, and a hell of a hybrid.

They are strong, agile and smart, along with various other skills. They are a damn of an asset. But that's not the only reason the higher ups like them.. It's also because of their genes. The team wants more powerful assets, so it was tend to happen.

The higher ups signed you up for a breeding program.

Soap, being their handler, had to deal with that. He had to force you to mate with a bunch of males of your same species till it worked, and every time his heart ached more.. You didn't want this, but Soap has to obey their orders..

But it was ten months ago. You are on your last day pregnant, your due date right on the door. And Soap haven't been more panicked than now.

It could stay any day, any hour, ANY SECOND- "You okay, MacTavish?" Soap was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of Price's cigar rough voice. He, Price and Ghost are in you and Soap's shared bedroom, the two men mostly there to make sure Soap doesn't have a heart attack. The Scot man even forgot the two were there in the first place-

"Yea, I'm alright. Just.. Nervous." Soap replied, an awkward chuckle following. He doesn't even know what he's doing. He's pacing around the room like a crazy man, while Price and Ghost watch him go crazy. GET A GRIP, JOHNNY!

"Just calm down.. It's not like they're going to die. And to be honest, they look pretty fine." Ghost chimes in next, gesturing to you sitting on your bed with a bunch of blankets and pillows surrounding you, looking so calm it's like Soap is the one who's going to give birth soon. Maybe Soap should, in fact, calm down..

"Yea.. Maybe I'm overreacting.."