(Forgot to thank @Bork_Commits_Arson for the idea. Thanks, Bork! Here's part II of Part of the Family!)

Despite Price's kindness after your first mission, you were determined never to let yourself get separated from Bravo Team again. You never passed up an opportunity to train and perfect yourself. Day after day you pushed yourself harder and harder; running, weight lifting, target practice, there was nothing you weren't doing in your free time. 

On a particularly hot day, you were running with the team during PT. You hadn't gotten more than two hours of sleep the night before and you were exhausted. But you couldn't fall behind. You had to keep up. You pressed harder and harder but found yourself lagging behind. No. No, you couldn't fall back. You picked up your pace and caught up with Private Griffin in the back of the group.

Suddenly, your feet tripped up under you, and your vision went grey. You tried to stay upright but soon, you hit the ground, and you could see nothing.

Your eyes opened later to see Price sitting beside you, holding a bottle of water. "Finally!" he said. "Drink this."

You gulped the trickle of cool water streaming from the spout into your mouth. "Thanks," you groaned tiredly. "... Hey, what happened?"

"You passed out during your run," replied Price. "When was the last time you had a break, Y/N?"

You looked away sheepishly. "I dunno, a few days maybe? A couple of weeks at most?"

He gave you a disappointed look. "You should know better than to do that. You're going to kill yourself at this rate."

"I just wanted to keep up with the team, and..." You sighed. "I wanted you to be impressed."

"I'm already impressed," he said matter-of-factly. "You don't need to impress me anymore. Just do your best, and take a rest now and then. No need to bend yourself until broken." He gave you a firm nod and stood up, walking out of the shade into the sunlight. You watched him go and grinned. It was hard transitioning to a team that truly valued you, but at the same time, it felt so much better than being belittled every day.

"By the way," Price called back. "How do you feel about changing your codename? Redacted seems to MI6, don't you think?" A wide smile cracked his face when he saw an excited glow light up your expression.