It's been so long since he saw you. His breath caught in his throat as your surprised gaze met his. He was standing in the doorway, drenched in the rain.

It's been years since the divorce. He didn't blame you, really, it was for the best. He was too damaged for you, too damaged to keep the one thing in his life that made him feel happy.

But it didn't stop him from thinking about you on the lonely nights, from checking if you were safe secretly, work ethics can be damned. From staring at your photos and cursing his life over and over again. He saw your lips part. He answered you, before you could ask why. "I...came to see ya," He stumbled over his words. "Sorry, it's...pure chaos out there. I wanted to make sure you were alright." He croaked out, averting his gaze. He was afraid. Captain Price, was afraid. He was afraid of looking up and seeing that you saw right through his lies.