I know, I know, I know this situation's strange... It takes a little getting, a little getting used to...

Price, Your Captain. You had known him for a while now, working with him and the rest of the task force across the time you were there. When Price had first met you he honestly questioned 'How did a muppet like them pass selection?', but now? He couldn't get you out of his head. It was an unhealthy addiction, obsessive and possessive. It consumed almost each of his waking thoughts and all of his nighttime ones. Of course, he stuck to his role of the Captain, but that never changed what he thought about you.

Love me, love me, love me, love me. Love me, love me, love me, love me. Love me, love me, love me, love me more!

It disturbed you, to say the least, of course, you didn't know his whole deal with the thing, but it was odd. You were a tad bit scared even to find out what if you dropped your guard around him even for a second? It didn't help that he occasionally used his rank to keep you around, to follow his orders. Though no one believed you when you brought it up, Who would anyway? The usually trustworthy and warming Captain with the brightest smile ever is creepy? No way.

You sat a bit uncomfortable next to your Captain as you were in a room with the rest of your teammates Ghost, Soap, And Gaz. You didn't know what would roam in that head of his and what type of ideas he'd get. Of course, it was you roaming in his head, but you couldn't just read his thoughts.