Call Of Duty One-Shots

Lost Inhibitions (TF 141xOC)

Sorry that I've disappeared for a while. Like I said, I lost my motivation but I'm back with a few more stories. I'll also be updating my König story, so keep an eye look out for that. I'm gonna try and not burn out too fast and keep my stories to 1 or 2 posts a week. If you guys have requests, put them in a comment and I'll get to them as soon as possible. Onto the story!

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Task Force 141 was currently on a mission to take down a medical facility that had been doing illegal experimenting. Most of the drugs were ones meant to be used to break a person's psyche, while a few were more along the lines of truth serums or short-term paralytics.

Everything was going well for the most part. The people being experimented on were freed and sent off to get propper medical attention, the scientist were handed over into custody, and the research and vials of drugs were being cataloged and taken away by the proper authorities.

"Anybody else ready to get out of here, or just me? This place gives me the creeps." Indy says with a shudder.

"Agreed. They were practically researching how to effectively torture people and get information out of them." Ghost grumbles, not too keen on being there, either.

Soap laughs at the both of them. "I cannae believe ye're both scared of this place."

"Shut up." Indy grumbles, Ghost already giving Soap an unamused glare.

"We can leave, everything's been basically cleared out and we already did our part." Price finally announces.

"It's about damn time." Gaz groans, looking exhausted. "I don't think I'll be able to stay awake during the helicopter ride home."

A few chuckles are heard in regards to Gaz's exhaustion, with Soap agreeing on getting some sleep.

One of the people collecting serums walks by and accidentally bumps into Indy, dropping a vial on her and spilling it's contents. "Sorry, about that. Let me help clean-" He's cut off by a very angry Task Force not amused at what just happened to their female teammate.

"Leave." Ghost says in a cold tone, making the man hightail it away from them.

"Ugh." She groans, not happy at the liquid that spilled onto her torso. "I call dibs on hitting the showers first."

They all nod in agreement. "Yeah, we cannae have ye covered in that any longer than ye need to be. Ye might grow an extra belly button." Soap snickers.

Indy bonks his head for the joke. "Hilarious, now let's get out of here."

The other all laugh as Soap glares at her and rubs the spot she hit. "Cruel woman." He grumbles.

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3 hours later and everyone is in the common room, lounging about and just unwinding after having to deal with so many back-to-back missions.

Price is playing a card game and grinning as he smokes a cigar, Soap is scowling as he loses the card game and tries not to cuss out the captain, Gaz is freshly passed out on the lazy chair, Ghost is sitting on the couch while watching a movie on the TV, and Indy is on the other end of the couch while scrolling on her phone.

The Captain's phone rings and he picks up, leaving Soap to grumble to himself. "Captain Price, speaking."

Even if it doesn't look like it, everyone minus Gaz, is eavesdropping on the conversation.