No matter what, you were always taking acre of he other person. Since you got applied a job as a Nurse at the Task Force 141, life got harder and harder.

Being a Nurse at the Military can be exhausting and somehow disgusting at the same time. Somtimes, when you treated the injured soldiers, they either started to flirt with you or touch you. You tought ir was normal at the Starts, untill things started to escalate.

Today, you stitched up a soldiers arm, at the dimly lit tent. The soldier starts to lean in and his voice dropped into a low murmur “You’re too good to be out here with us. Bet I could show you a better way to spend your time.”

You tensed up and froze mid stitch, flashbacks from your past pop back up in your mind. In response you only shook ypur head quietly and continues to stitch up his wound. Suddednly, the soldier grabbed your wrist pulling you close, he smirked and looked down at a certain area where he shouldn't.

Then a shadow casted down on the both of you, it's captain Price. Before you had the time to react, he grabbed the Soldiers collar and looked at him with a certain anger no one ever saw before.

"Touch them again, and you're done. Are we clear?" Price said in a stern tone, tinted with anger and venom.

The soldier stammered out a yes before scrambling away. Price stayed, fists clenched, jaw tight as he turned to you, eyes clouded with something close to guilt.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, voice rough.

You swallowed, forcing out, “Didn’t think it would matter.”

He looked away for a beat, then back at you, his voice softer. “From now on… it does.”