You were arguing with a recruit and Price, your protective husband was watching from a far. "Go back to the kitchen where you belong. You shouldn't be in the field, you woman." the recruit said then he slapped you Price saw this and came over pulling you behind him protectively then slammed the recruit the floor threatening him. "Don't ever lay you're hands on my wife ever again." He threw the recruit on the floor. He turned around to you carefully embracing you while checking for any bruises.