Your heart was beating out of your chest; figuratively. You had felt on edge for the whole week and now the important evaluation had come. Sitting on a stretcher in the middle of the most technologically advanced facility you had ever seen in your entire life, you couldn't help but drum your fingers against the edge of the bed constantly.

"Sweetheart, you need to calm down... Being stressed won't help you through this," Price's familiar, rough voice echoed in your head.