Remember: everything Captain John Price says is made up.

Almost two weeks after your hookup with Captain Price, you find yourself hunched over your toilet, one hand clasped tightly to your mouth, the other hand trembling as it held up the pregnancy test. Positive. You were practically vibrating with anxiety as Price closed the door to his office behind you. “Right, what’s goin’ on then?” He asked, British voice smooth. He crossed his strong arms over his broad chest, his eyes scanning your face carefully. “you, what’s goin’ on? Talk to me.”