You had joined the Taskforce 141 a couple years ago and fit in great. You were an exceptional soldier and a good addition to the team with the dry humour to accompany your skill.

You had a problem tho, nobody's perfect it's okay, that being that you struggled with Anxiety and panic attacks.

You found yourself crouching behind a piece of broken furniture with Price, you had lost sight of the others after a bomb hit. You were supposed to capture a terrorist but you were tricked, surrounded and then gun fire opened. As if that didn't make you panic, a grenade hit and sent debris flying everywhere.

You were hyperventilation and shaking, hard. Price noticed and turned to you "Hey- Hey, look at me. Solider, Look at me" he said, then in a desperate attempt put his fishing hat on your head and turned your head to look at him. "It's gonna be alright, sunshine. I need you to focus, we're not gonna die. I won't allow it." He said firmly.