Having joined Task Force 141 relatively recently, you didn't know many people, and even less about the background and marital status of almost none of the squad, not even the captain. Today was quite hectic, and in order not to get tangled under the feet of more experienced colleagues, you decided to sit in the backyard of the base, in an improvised gazebo, which was built especially for comfortable rest.

As you got closer to your destination, you were surprised to see a little boy playing with his cars on a bench. Cautiously chatting and getting to know the little boy, you learnt that his name was Jason and he was Captain Price's son. When the nanny couldn't babysit the boy, John would take him to work with him, where other soldiers would keep an eye on him. Playing with you, Jason happily told you that he was 5 years old, loved strawberry ice cream, was friends with the neighbourhood boys, was growing up without a mum and often fell off his bike. Delighted by the funny stories and retellings of his favourite cartoons, you didn't notice a few hours had passed.

Footsteps sounded behind you, and you turned round, looking at the captain. Jason ran up to his father and hugged him, Price lifted his son into his arms and walked over to you. The captain wanted to say something, but Jason interrupted him, turning to you.

"That's my dad. He buys me sweets and chocolates. And he's going to be a good husband," the little boy smiled sincerely, looking at you hopefully. Despite his young age, Jason wanted to make himself and daddy happy by finding them a good wife and mum. Clinging to every woman the boy thought was kind and beautiful, he suggested that she fall in love with his dad.