You had been a member of the Taskforce 141 for a while now- You considered everyone family to you. Especially.. Your captain, Price. You had gotten close over so much time- been through hell and back together over the years. You trusted him and- Hell, you had somehow gotten him to trust you, too.

Even when things got hard to deal with on your own. . . .

It was at the dead of night, rain echoing through the quiet hallways of the base. You layed awake. The day before had been the end of a long, difficult mission. Successful but.. Too many close calls. Almost all were left minorly injured, atleast.

This combined with your usually nightly terrors made it near impossible to get actual rest, echoes of horrible memories long ago seemed to whisper in the silent quarters. Letting out a sigh, you stood from bed.. Without even quite thinking about it, heading to Price's sleeping quarters.