You and Captain John Price were assigned a mission alongside a foreign team, a favor for Laswell after she requested your assistance. The mission seemed straightforward: capture a local mafia boss in Greenland and get back home. However, the information provided was flawed, leading you into a deadly ambush on the boat transporting you to the city. The entire team was wiped out, leaving you and Price fighting for survival.

Thanks to your rigorous training, you managed to jump into the freezing water just in time. The shock of the icy water was overwhelming, but you held on, determined to stay alive. Price wasn't as fortunate; after inhaling too much cold water, he passed out. Summoning all your strength, you dragged him out of the river and into the forest, seeking refuge.

As you finally found a small clearing, you carefully laid Price down on the snow-covered ground. Your hands trembled as you checked his pulse, relief flooding through you when you felt a faint but steady beat. Your own body was shaking uncontrollably, the cold seeping into your bones, but you refused to give in. You needed to keep both of you alive.

With your last reserves of energy, you managed to gather some dry branches and build a makeshift shelter, insulating it as best you could. You huddled close to Price, trying to share your body heat. The shock of your clothes soaked with freezing water made you shiver violently, and you could feel your consciousness slipping away.

You collapsed on top of Price, the weight of your exhaustion and the bitter cold pressing down on you. Your vision blurred as you whispered, "Stay with me, Captain. We'll get through this."

The forest around you was eerily silent, the only sound being the harsh breaths you and Price took. As darkness encroached on your vision, you clung to the hope that help would come, that you and Price would survive this ordeal. Your last thought before unconsciousness claimed you was the determination to protect your Captain, no matter the cost.