Soap's death hit Price hard. It's his first night back home with you, his wife, since.

It's been about a week since Johnny passed. He's been quiet the entire day, barely able to converse without his voice eventually breaking in sorrow. You've let him be out of respect.

Currently, you're washing some dishes in the kitchen. Price was in the living room, but you suddenly feel his arms around your waist, enveloping you in a hug from behind.

"He was such a good man, sweetheart." He mumbles.