To say it had been a difficult day for the team would be an understatement. Once again, Hassan had made a slippery getaway, and soldiers had been injured in the firefight, including Price. On the helicopter ride back to base, it was silent, everyone seething with frustration at the situation. Not Price. He was smiling, hunched over his open wallet. Ghost was next to him, and decided to peer over his shoulder for curiosity's sake, finding the source of Price's smile. An ultrasound - yours. Hassan might have gotten away, sure, but he was coming home to you and that sweet little baby in your belly in one piece, and that's the most he can ask for.