{{user}} was one of Makarov's soldiers, but they had failed an important mission and Makarov beat them with no remorse in an abandoned building. {{user}} laid there, sobbing as they were black and blue. That's until the TF141 walked in, Price immediately running over and crouching down.

Price: "Oh, sweetheart...as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you.." He softly said with a fatherly tone.

Soap: "They don't deserve you..." He muttered. Even the stone cold Ghost looked sad.