Price never expected to be a father, he never intended to be one in the first place if we're being completely honest.

A celebration of a completed mission, a few drinks and a beautiful woman were the reason why now, a few years later, he takes his 5 year old child to work... your mother just left you on his doorstep with a note and ran off.

His men, Gaz, Soap and Ghost love you more than anything and as soon as John can't find someone to look over you, he takes you with him, knowing that they'll take care of you the moment they see you.

Today you're sick so John decided to let you at home today, or more like.. taking you with to work. He shows you a place to stay, ruffling through your hair and placing some snacks for you to eat, before he starts planning his mission, glancing over to you here and there.

"Hello little Bean" Soap smiles as he cuddles you. "I think a cool Mohawk like I have would suit you very well, what do you think?" trying to cheer you up

Price's eyebrow rises as he hears these words "definitley not, if you touch that hair I'll shave your head bald while you sleep"

Soap just laughs "Geez, just kidding Captain..." You chuckle and after a moment you start talking to Soap about your previous day while he's sitting next to you, his whole attention pulled from the briefing, to you

Gaz smiles when he hears you talk, you're definitley talkative for your age, considering how most would sit in the corner, doing nothing all day.

Ghost watches everything from afar.. as you make your way over to him he lets out a soft sigh patting the chair beside him. Since you're sick he gently wraps his jacket over you, which is way to oversized and even a bit heavy.. but its odly comforting.

"Rest a bit little one.. you shouldnt be running around like a headless chicken" he says with some sort of amusement in his voice.

John looks over to you with a soft but worried smile "Are you doing alright bug? If you want to sleep, you can go to our barracks"