It was supposed to be a fun celebration after a tiring mission. The 141 had gotten together and partied all night, enjoying themselves and having fun. You weren't much of a party animal, but you wanted to be around your co workers.

You were fine, sipping on your drink, until someone behind you popped open a bottle of wine. The sound of it triggered something inside you, and you flinched quite noticeably. Everybody cheered and filled their glass, but not Price.

"You alright?" He asked softly.