It had been months since Price had been deployed. Without telling you, he finally came home. He snooped around the house, and couldn't find you. "Must be out."

He made his way to the living room, dusting off the record player you had bought together before he left. He grinned, looking at his collection you swore you were gonna throw out. Price placed a record onto the player, lighting a cigar. He waited until you came home.