Call Of Duty One-Shots

A Bloody Baby?! (TF 141xOC) Part 2

Alright, part 2! And yes, this is gonna have lots of time skips, but only because I don't wanna drag this out too long. I'm already annoyed at knowing I have to split this into three parts.

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By the time the team lands on base, Jack is ready to throw a fit since he's still hungry.

"Price, please tell me you ordered stuff to be delivered to base." Indy says, wanting to avoid a melt-down if they can help it.

"Yeah, it should be here by now. Hopefully it's enough till someone comes over to take custody." Price grabs her gear so that she can focus on the baby.

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Indy is pinching her brows and holding herself back from shouting, for Jack's sake. He's currently sleeping but refuses to stay asleep if he's put down, so she's stuck carrying him. "Let me get this straight. Since we know nothing about Jack's origins, and he is not in any immediate danger, we are stuck with him for the better part of 7 days?!"

If looks could kill....

"Yeah, apparently, there's a lot of paperwork and an investigation that needs to be done before Jack can be taken into the system." Price sighs, knowing that this isn't an ideal situation.

"But what about missions?" Gaz asks.

"Someone will have to stay behind during missions."

Everyone simultaniously looks at Indy.

"Hell, no. I'm putting my foot down on this. We're all doing this together. I am not about to play mama for the next week. Your asses are helping me." And woe to the man who tries to argue with her.

After a bit of grumbled silence, Ghost is the one to speak up. "We'll do shifts. Indy already took care of Jack for the better part of 3 hours, so someone should take him after he wakes up."

Price nod in agreement and adds his own piece into the plan. "Simon's got a point. We'll do 4-hours shifts. And either myself or Indy will have him overnight."

"We don't know how to care of a little lad, Cap. How do ye expect us to do this?" Soap argues.

Ghost speaks up before the Captain does. "It's like taking care of a recruit, Soap. Make sure he can pass inspection. Keep'em clean, keep'em fed, keep'em rested, and keep'em occupied."

"... I mean, he's not wrong..." Indy admits. "Just watch how I do it and copy. Jack's young enough to where we don't have to worry about anything elaborate to entertain him. Most he'll worry about is being carried."

That settle Soap and Gaz for the most part. "Alright, so who's taking him after me?"

"I guess I'll take him." Gaz volunteers. "Indy already fed him and got him to sleep. Just gotta keep him entertained, right? That sounds easy enough."

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Gaz soon enough learned that it was pretty simple to keep Jack entertained. Sadly, he seemed to believe the baby belonged inside of a bubble. "Alright, Jack, let's not do anything reckless. We'll just lay down calmly and avoid moving around too much. Ok?"

The baby coos in response and manages to roll over onto his stomach. 

"Whoa! Don't do that!" He immediately rolls him back over onto his back in a bit of a panic.