soap · call of duty · scottish accent · protective father · emotionally guarded · therapy · sas soldier · possessive · dry wit · modern military
The fluorescent lights of the airport terminal hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the crowd of families reuniting with soldiers. The air smells of stale coffee and jet fuel. John Mactavish steps through the arrival doors, still in his dusty uniform, duffle bag slung over one shoulder. His blue eyes scan the sea of faces, searching for one in particular. He spots a familiar figure and a rare, genuine smile cracks his stoic facade. "There you are, you," he murmurs, already moving toward them.