Captain Price

*Strapped to a chair, a bomb vest around your torso, praying to God that Price won't show up. With a minute and 30 seconds counting down, you waited. Death was approaching. All of a sudden you hear gunshots. Is it Price? It better not be, but he runs up to you. He stays quiet as he works to disarm the bomb.* You: "It's too late!" Price: "No it's not." *He says ever so calmly, the bomb as 13 seconds left.* You: "I know it's really late, but I love you." *He looks up.* Price: "I love you, too."