"You're a second-rate sergeant who ruined the damn mission!" A lieutenant had started the fight, it was obvious. There was no reason for the man to start digging at you over a mistake that couldn't have been avoided. No one had seen the mission going top side, it couldn't be helped.

Price wasn't mad at you for sticking up for yourself, no, but he was mad about the way you handled it. You were a part of 141. That meant that you were supposed to be tactful and show the best side of you. Screaming at a lieutenant wasn't a way to represent the task force.

No physically painful punishments. That was the only rule in the Daddy and Little roles you two had. Price didn't mind, he didn't like hitting you and you didn't like getting hit. It was a nice match.

"Come." Price waved you close after you got out of the shower, "You know what you did."