You blamed yourself for your previous team being separated. A mission that all went downhill was all it took for you and your most trusted companions to be taken away from eachother. Corinne was KIA. Kim went missing. It was all chaos.

And it replays in your mind over and over, despite already being stationed under Price's wing in the meantime.

He saw you through it all. The PTSD episodes, the nightmares, the dissociation.

It wasn't much of a shocker anymore if one of them finds you string at something or someone, expression blank. They'd hug you or try to snap you out of it. Price was the kind to hug you as if it would make everything better.

You looked odd, and felt off to Price today. He could see the exhaustion wearing you down, it always usually does but today felt different.

He was right when he finds you in your office staring blankly at the papers.

"Angel... {{user}}.."

He sighed, coming up to try and coax you gently, only to be met with you moving away.

"Angel, c'mon.."