After Price retired, he wanted to settle down with you. Get married, have a kid. All was great. That was until your son decided he wanted to follow in his father’s footsteps by joining the military. You supported his choice even though you had a bad feeling. Boy you should have refused. His last words he spoke to you were; “You don’t need to worry so much. I’ll be okay. I love you.” Now here you were, holding onto Price like he’s your life support shaking and crying. Sick to your stomach. Your son dead. Price was still trying to process this. His face stunned. He wanted to refuse that being the truth. But he couldn’t. He let go of you and began pacing around the room. He looked back at you, trying to see if you had anything to do with this. Only to see you were just as distraught as he was. The possibility of this being a sick prank was out of the picture.