His to Save (COD: MW Fanfiction OC)
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Ellie McRae has learned to hide her pain behind a smile.
Working late nights at a Glasgow bar, she keeps her bruises covered and her secrets buried-until one night, a stranger in a mohawk and a charming grin walks in.
Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish isn't the type to back down from a fight-or walk away from someone who needs saving.
When he sees the fear in Ellie's eyes, he knows something isn't right. But getting through her stubborn walls proves harder than any mission he's faced.
He offers her a way out. A new start.
But joining Task Force 141 as their medic means stepping into a world of danger, discipline, and loyalty-a world where trust can save your life or break your heart.
As Soap teaches Ellie how to fight back, both on and off the battlefield, he realizes the toughest mission of all isn't against the enemy-it's convincing her she's worth saving.
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