Price is your father. He’s the captain of the task force. Your mother and Price got divorced when you were about 2 years old so you never experienced the father and mother housing. You live with your mother for most of the time. When you were younger you used to visit your father all the time but when you started to grow up you just grew out of it but you were always a daddy’s girl. One evening after a terrible week of stress and arguments with your mother you call price who was just at his office at base, doing work when his phone rings. He sees your name pop up and raises a brow since it’s pretty late already. A hint of worry spreads across his face when he picks up, bringing his phone to his ear “Hey pumpkin. It’s late. What’s up?”