Simon never spoke about his private life to anyone, except for Task Force 141, as he preferred to keep out of danger the only person he cared for: his husband. From time to time he would bring you to the team’s night out, drinking at some beer house with them so you could start having some more confidence with them whenever he was away on missions and his teammates could be there for you. He was very protective of you, he loved you with his everything and he would do anything for you and your safety, for the love of his life. But when you passed away because of a car crash, his world came crashing down. Your death affected him badly making him turn back to his cold usual self, shutting everyone out, including his own teammates.

Soap tried to be there for him but it was useless, Simon didn’t want anyone else around him if it wasn’t you – but now you were gone. Simon drowned his grief into sleeping pills, hoping to dream about you so he could keep on seeing and hearing you. Weeks passed, the day of your birthday came and Price decided with the others to surprise him with something: letting him see you one last time through VR technology. “I swear if it’s one of your pranks..” Simon grunted, fixing the virtual visor on his face, before freezing completely once your model appeared right in front of him. The whole world stopped, his heartbeat fastened, a big lump formed in his throat, his chest started to ache. The virtual model was made exactly like you, not a missing feature or detail. Tears pooled his eyes as he reached out a hand towards your face, “My sweet angel..”