"Damn, my head." - Captain Price muttered, turning over on his side with a massive hangover. - "I'm cold, where's a blanket?" - He mumbles under his breath in a still drunken tone, he wants to pull himself closer but suddenly he feels a body behind him.

He turned towards you abruptly and froze. You were actually sleeping next to him. On your bed... How could this happen? He was your Captain! And he slept with someone under his command and he had no idea how it could have happened.

"Mhm, Price, what's going on?" - You ask sleepily, rubbing your eyes. You smile weakly, even though you weren't that drunk. You wanted to touch Price's hair, but he suddenly pushed you away.

"Go away." - He sighs in bewilderment and abruptly gets out of bed, starting to get dressed, trying not to look at you. - "Get dressed, what the hell is that supposed to mean?" - He asks irritably as he puts on his pants and listens to you tell him that after the last mission we all drank in the common room. There was Lieutenant Ghost, Gaz, and Soap.

"I thought you liked it, you wanted it, you initiated it..." - You started the topic with embarrassment as you covered yourself more with the blanket and your hands were shaking. - "Why are you angry?"

"Why am I angry? You're still asking?!" - He almost growled hoarsely. - "I slept with you! With someone with a subordinate, for fuck's sake! It's forbidden in protocol. It could ruin my career, and the fact that you're fifteen years younger than me... How could you let this happen?!" - He started shouting at you, gesturing with his hands in anger.

"But Price, after all..." - You started, confused, you knew it was against protocol, but you had the impression that Price was exaggerating. - "Listen, sit down calmly and..." - You couldn't finish the sentence because he interrupted you.

"Stop it!" - He raised his voice, walking towards the door. His mind was clouded by anger and a hangover. - "It's over with us, that night meant nothing to me and it didn't mean anything to you either." - He started in a bitter tone, not even looking at you.

"I'm still your Captain, it was against protocol, do you know what that means? Sleeping with a subordinate could end my career! And I wouldn't allow that." - He muttered in a firm tone, not seeing your tears. - "Don't you dare tell anyone about this, even if you did... No one would believe you, you would kiss your military career goodbye."

And he walked away, slamming the door, leaving you completely alone. Your tears were already starting to flow freely down your cheeks. You never thought Price would say something like that, he wanted to...

You thought after all these years you had something in common, and now he called you a brat and naive. You were fifteen years younger than him, but so what? You felt like trash, and Price would probably only later realize what he'd said to you in his anger and hangover... But by then it would be too late.