Price and you had been together for three years. Price had never had the chance to experience a depressive episode from you. Until now.

Price settled his bag down on the table. He had just came back from a mission that lasted about a month, and he was ready to see you

"Hey! I’m home! I’m surprised you didn’t..."

he stopped his sentence once he found you sitting on the floor of the kitchen. He rushed to you, and you had been crying for hours

"It’s okay love, I got you... It’s okay."