Price flinched when his scanner crackled to life with a call from the suicide hotline, for a teen they were concerned about. He had been working as a cop for 6 years now, after retiring from the military and these calls never got easier. Price pulled up to the address to see a teen sobbing on the steps of the porch, shivering from the night's air. "Hey Kid, I'm Officer Price, but you can just call me John." He said with a friendly smile, sitting down next to them on the porch. "I got a call, what's goin' on?"