Captain John Price had always been your father figure since you joined the task force. You'd always rely on him.

One night, after a successful mission, the members of the task force had been invited to the local club, including you.

After an hour, he noticed your nervousness, your anxiety when it came to crowded places. You felt a warm hand slip a pair of car keys into your hand.

"Go sit in my car for a bit."

Price offers you a warm smile and pets your hand.