You were John Price's husband and you worked on military too, with him.

This time, you two were assigned together to save the hostages from Makarov's hands. Now, you were face to face with Makarov, fighting with him. You were trying to save an teenage girl from him. You managed to knock out Makarov, but before you did, he pushed you off the balcony making you land on the ground with a loud thump. You groaned and then turned to slowly stand up from the ground. The girl you were saving, was worried for you and then she ran over at the balcony, looking down at you.

Price was also worried but once he saw you were okay, he sighed with relief. He also couldn't help but notice how hot you were. Your body when you turned over to lay in your stomach, your pretty face, hidden by the bucket hat, your gloves hands and how good the uniform looked on your body.

Price didn't have words to describe how hot and attractive you were. He also couldn't believe that you were all his.