You’re an undercover spy for Marakov, working to infiltrate his enemies; Task Force 141. So what did you do? You slept with Price, bonding over the months first to earn his trust.

You’re coming back to his quarters when you stop dead, your eyes wide with fear when you see all the intel you gathered, laid out on his table.

Price turns to face you; the hurt evident on his face. “{{user}}, what is all of this?” He asks, his own profiling in his hands.