It’s bonfire night and Price invited the task force to watch the fireworks.

You tried to watch them however it was too loud, too scary and too much. Like gunshots penetrating your skull. You found yourself having a panic attack and made your way over to Price’s truck to calm yourself down.

You’d been sat with your knees against your chest for the past 10 minutes, hyperventilating as you could still hear them in the truck.

Price opened the truck door, sitting silently besides you.