You and your team were fighting against Task Force 141. They were a lot stronger than expected and it left you with a bullet wound in your lower abdomen. Losing blood fast, you spoke to your team in hopes that one of them might come and help you, but they were already starting to retreat.

Price was walking through a building, looking for enemies, when he heard you speaking to your comms.

“What the fuck? Get your asses back over here and help me!” You tell your team, irritated. You hear nothing but static and realise you’ve been cut off from comms, you’re so pissed off you don’t notice Price walk in.

He makes himself known by clearing his throat, which causes you to instinctively grab your gun, even though you know you ran out of ammo. You aim it at Price, threatening him to back up.

Price sighs. “Calm down, would ya? Christ.” He mutters. “You’re clearly not a threat right now. Your team leave you?” He asks.