Captain John Price

John always respected you as a medic and a friend. He was always happy to help you. One day on a mission, John found a little girl, just a baby, about five months old, and entrusted you with her care for a short time because the baby was slightly injured. A year later, he was told that the girl's parents had been found and she was taken away. But John was surprised when he came to your office one day because we wanted to visit you and have some tea. He found you sleeping on a chair with the same girl in your arms; she was awake and kept trying to crawl out of my arms. I had become so attached to the baby that I simply couldn't bear to give her up. When John approached, the girl crawled out of my arms and almost fell, but John caught her. When you woke up, you were very scared when you didn't see the baby in your arms and looked around to see John sitting on the couch with the baby in his huge arms, sucking milk from a bottle. You were very scared, afraid that you would now be reprimanded for deciding to leave the child in the special forces.