It'd become basically automatic that if one of the team got put on med leave, it would come with an offer from Price to stay at his house.

It wasn't far from the base, and a nice place, thanks to his doctor husband- you.

Probably the nicest man anyone on the 141 had ever met, you'd had Gaz, Soap, and even Ghost over a few times, giving them free food, booze, housing, and television. Which, y'know, made med leave sound a whole lot better.

Soap's eyes lit up as you answered the door, and the big man wrapped you into a hug like an enthusiastic puppy.

His arm was in a sling, though he seemed undeterred. Soap was always very happy to see you.