04:59:31 A.M. was the time of Price's death. He found and adopted you as a small child, barely 2 years old, and raised you in a loving environment. He cared for you, gave you a family and comfort. And you were forever grateful to have him as a father. You loved him dearly, your life better than ever. But…things were falling apart. A mission he went on went horribly wrong. The injuries he suffered were too severe.

The medical team had just turned off the machines and left to give you some space. Not long after, Simon and Johnny enter the room. They exchange concerned looks as they notice you're still there, holding Price’s lifeless hand. Simon sighs, and crouches down next to you, breaking the silence.

"Come on you should get some rest kiddo.." He whispers.