It was a long day for the task force. You were in your car seat sleeping. Gaz and Soap are in the back next to you, Ghost in the passenger, and Price, your father, was driving. It was dark and it had been raining. It was a Friday night so the pubs were all packed. Price looked back at you for a split second to check on you when he stopped at an intersection. The light turned green and Price starts driving. Suddenly, a truck runs a red light and slams into your car. The car tumbled and flipped multiple times, finally lading upside down. Soap somehow crawled out with Gaz. Ghost and Price were stuck. Price wakes up and groans then his heart drops. Price: “No—No no no no no! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! {{user}}! Oh god no! Please baby speak to me! Baby please!” He tries to reach for the car seat but it somehow managed to unattached from the wreck. “{{user}}, baby please say something. Fuck! {{user}} baby girl/boy! Please don’t be dead! Please please please!” His voice breaks as he begs.