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I grabbed my bag, and then walked outside, smiling when Brooks was leaning against his car, wearing a yellow V-neck, and dark wash jeans with combat boots, while I was wearing a dress, and also, had on combat boots.

I smiled, and closed the door behind me, walking to him, smiling when I was engulfed by his arms and scent. I smiled when he buried his face in my hair, even though it's only been three days since we've seen each other.

"I would've been out sooner, I was taking my pill." I mumbled into his chest. "It's the first time I took it, since my therapist gave me it, so I'm not exactly sure what 5 more Milligrams is going to do."

"Well what happened when you first stared taking it?" Brooks wondered as he opened the door for me. "Also, the grill out is happening." He clarified.

"It's been 6 years since I first taking it, but it did help, but I can't remember what the side effects were, but that was a different medicine, so I've been on Lexapro for…2 years, and I got insomnia, and I lost a lot weight…" My mind went back to school, before I shook my head, not letting the darkness creep back in.

"Hey." I didn't realize that Brooks had already gotten in the car when he caught my attention again, he looked at me with worry in his eyes. "You've got me now." I automatically smiled.

It took us around 45 minutes to get to the Lennox farm, and the first thing I noticed, were the cars parked along the grass, and how many there were.

I got out of the car, giving Brooks my anxiety medicine that I needed if I got really bad. I looked up when the gate opened, and someone was sprinting to me, I closed my eyes, and braced myself, groaning when I was picked up and spun in a circle by someone I didn't know.

"Sean, she doesn't exactly know you." Brooks commented from the other side of his car.

Sean put me down, and grinned down at me, his tattooed arms resting on my shoulder. "I'm the friend." Then everything clicked. I looked his image over, and smiled, he had slightly darker eyes than Brooks, and darker hair too, that was styled in a high quiff.

I smiled, and turned to Brooks. "I like him." Sean laughed at my response.

"C'mon, you have other people to meet." Brooks laughed, and then waited for me until I got to his side. He smiled down at me, "The twins are on another mission, so you don't want meet them, they're…" Brooks didn't know how to describe them.

"They're mixed, who act white, who try to act black." Sean piped in from behind us.

Brooks nodded, "Yeah, basically." He turned to the people who were looking at us now, "This is Nova." Everyone seemed to jump up at the sound of my name.

The first to get to us, was a woman, who had a baby in her hands, "Hi, honey, I'm Sarah. This is Annabelle. I'm a Lennox. This here," A man walked up next to her, "Is my husband. He's on Brooks' team."

The man smiled at me kindly, like my dad when I wasn't feeling up to anything. "Nice to meet you, I'm Will. Call me Lennox. Everyone else does." He smiled, and shook my hand.

I smiled, and then watched him go back to the grill, while Sarah smiled, "I made those kabobs for you, and it was no bother, I had some chicken in the fridge that I wanted to make up anyway." She smiled, and then frowned when Annabelle started fussing. "It was nice to meet you, honey."

"Brooks." I looked to the next man. Brooks stood up straighter, and gave a lazy salute, before he looked at me, "I'm Tim, it's very nice to finally meet you, Nova. I'm the leader of the team." He did look he held of authority. I smiled, and shook his hand, telling him that it was nice to meet him.

"She seems to be in good health at the moment." Another voice spoke, "I'm Ratchet. I'm the doctor, basically. It's good to meet you." I paused, and then gave him a small smile.

"You too," He was gone before he heard me.

"I'm Ron." I looked up at the tall, buff man infront of me, and the first thing I saw, is that one his eyes was almost white, but with a blue tint, and the other, was darker. "I'm the weapon specialist." He grunted, an eyebrow quirking when he saw my eyes light up.

"It's nice to meet you." I smiled.

Brooks looked around for a second, then turned to Sean, "Where's Seth? Or Sam?"

"Sam had school or something. A college visit day thing with Mikaela, and Seth is at the base, he left right before you guys got here. He doesn't like people." He shrugged, "His loss." He winked at me, then walked to the cooler and grabbed a beer.

I bit my lip, "How…old is he?"

"Nineteen." Ron took the beer away from him, and tossed it to someone I hadn't met yet. Once he set eyes on me, he jumped up.

"Shit, man. Sorry!" He jogged over, "I'm Robert. Epps, please. Like, Lennox, I'm part of the team." He smiled, and gave me a hug, before returning to his seat in the shade.

Brooks lead me to a picnic table, making sure I sat down before him, I bit my lip, calming down from all the people around me, making sure to keep my breathing under control. "Pepsi?" Brooks sat the drink in front of me, and looked at me. "Nova?" I couldn't do it.

I jumped up from the table, and sprinted to the gate, quickly opening it, and as I ran from the house, I looked back, seeing some of the people I met watch me run away. "Great first impression, Nova. Really."

I sat down, and pulled at the grass, biting my lip as the tears ran down my face. My thoughts kept tormenting me as I attempted to calm down and get my anxiety under control.

"Nova?" I looked up when Sarah called my name, a dog at her side. "Brooks just told us about your anxiety, and told us to give you some space, but Ron suggested to have Bullet help you." She motioned to the German Shepard at her heel. "He helps Annabelle when she's fussy, he listens to everyone he likes, so he should listen to you. Bring him back up when your calm?"

I watched her point to me, as Bullet looked at me, and made his way to me, watching me for the next command. I gingerly stuck out my hand, and smiled when he sniffed it, and wagged his tail. "Come here, boy," I patted the area next to me.

I smiled when he walked over, and laid down next to me, his side against mine as he twisted to rest his head on my thigh. I sighed, and pet the large dog, before biting my lip when the tears came again, and I buried my face in his fur and hugged him.

Bullet whined, but didn't move, until I pulled away, as he licked the tears off my face, making me laugh, and lay down in the grass, as he did the same, and laid on my chest.

Once I had stopped crying, and had gotten comfort from the dog, I stood back up, Bullet did the same, and happily barked at me, "Come on, Bullet." I smiled when he touched his nose to my hand, and kept at my heel.

Brooks was waiting at the gate for me, a sad expression in his eyes. I looked down, and didn't say anything, but simply walked to him, and hugged him, as he automatically hugged me back, resting his head on top of mine.

"Do you need your meds?" He quietly voiced, making me nod. "Rachet is looking at them right now, he said that you had a anxiety attack."

I shrugged, "It was something like it, it happens when I'm too overwhelmed or nervous." I explained, "I'm sorry." I whispered.

Brooks pulled back and stared at me, "Don't be sorry. It's okay, no one's upset with you, honey. You might get some more hugs, and Rachet might talk to you, but that's it." I bit my lip, and nodded.

"Okay."

"Yeah?" Brooks smiled, then looked down at Bullet, who was patiently waiting at my feet. I looked down, and then smiled, quickly bending down and giving the dog a kiss between the eyes, to which he blinked up at me, and licked my hand.

"Yeah." I smiled, and then walked in, automatically feeling arms around me, and realized it was Sean.

He pulled back, and smiled, before giving me my Pepsi, "You have all of us if you ever need to talk, okay?" I nodded, and smiled in thanks.

"Nova?" I looked up when Ratchet called my name, sitting at the picnic table. I walked over, and sat next to him, taking one of the Valium pills. "Have you ever been on anything higher than 5 MG?"

"Right now, I take Valium 5 MG, and Lexapro that's 10 MG." I told him, "I've been on Lexapro for two years, and my dose changed two days ago. Valium is strictly for my anxiety. I take it with me if I'm meeting new people or going to a big gathering."

"And when both happens…"

"I just can't do it, and need to be alone to calm down." I told him. "I go to therapy every 2 days, I was there yesterday, and I can talk to her about everything. She warned me that the attack would happen, and I'm usually prepared for it, but this one…" I shrugged.

"Crept up on you?" He suggested.

I put my Pepsi down, and nodded, "Yeah. But I'm okay now, this big guy," I nodded to Bullet, who was still laying at my feet, "Helped me out."

"Well I'm glad you're feeling better." He smiled, and then patted my shoulder as he walked away. Brooks took his spot, putting a plate of food in front of me.

"Thanks." I grinned. I looked around, before standing up and jogging to Lennox, "Hey." I whispered, making him smile and raise an eyebrow. "Do you have Ranch?"

"Yeah." He whispered back, and handed me the bottle.

"Thank you." I told him, and then smiled, and walked back to my plate, before handing the ranch to Epps, who reached for it when I closed the cap.

I sat back down, and smiled at Sean when he joined us, both Army men had a burger on their plate, with chips and some veggies, while I had my kabobs, ranch, and fruit.

Sean and Brooks kept up their conversation while I quietly ate, until a shadow was cast over the table, and Ron nodded to me, or, the seat next to me. I nodded, and made a noise that sounded like an approval, and smiled shyly when he sat next to me.

"Are you alright?" His voice was deep, and had a slight British accent to it, I realized.

"Yes. I am now, thank you." I nodded, and ate some strawberries, I looked around the people I met today, and bit my lip.

"Nova?" Ron looked down at me.

"I'm okay, I just feel bad. I didn't mean for it to happen,"

"Everyone seemed worried." He quietly told me, before grunting, giving me the cue that the conversation ended.

"Everyone likes you. Even Ron, and that's surprising. The only people he likes are the Lennoxs'." Brooks told me as he drove back into town when the grill out was done.

I smiled, and then looked out the window, "Do you think I can convince my parents to let me get a dog?"

Brooks glanced over at me, "Did Bullet really help that much? If he did, I'm sure they'll consider it." He smiled.

"I'll run it by Chloe first." I mused again, and then leaned back in the seat, "Thank you, Brooks. I had fun today." He smiled back at me

"Of course. Has Sean texted you yet?" I checked my phone, staring at all the text messages.

"Only about 80 times." I answered, opening the app and replying back.

Nova: Did you send enough messages?
Sean: I could've sent 800. Be happy I went easy on you.
Nova: Well then!
Nova: Please don't ever send 800 messages in a row…
Sean: Only if I'm REALLY bored.
Nova: Don't ever get bored then. ;)

"What's he saying?" Brooks grinned as he stopped at a light.

"That if he ever gets really bored, he's sending me 800 messages in a row." I told him, and then put turned on my music, looking at Brooks for approval when PVRIS played throughout the car.

"I like it. What song is this?"

"Mind over Matter." I smiled, "I love her, the singer, she's amazing."

"What's her name? I'll look her up when I get home."

"It's Lynn Gunn. And by home, do you mean back to the base?" I smiled, twisting in the seat as Brooks looked at me like he was a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"No." He looked down, but back up at the road.

"Liar." I laughed, and then hummed along to the lyrics, as we pulled back on to the main road. "Wait, okay. Who haven't I met yet?"

"Seth, who is Sean's twin. Sam, he's a good friend of ours, and his girlfriend, Mikaela. Also the twins, but they get into a lot of trouble, so they aren't the best people to meet right now."

"Wait, so there are two sets of Twins?" Brooks nodded. "Who are the other two?"

"Matt and Scott." I nodded, and then remembered the names.

"They're the ones who're mixed, act white, and attempt to act black?" Brooks nodded again, "Okay. I'll remember that."

Then, we pulled into my driveway. I sat back, and looked at Brooks, PVRIS still playing in the background. "Thank you," he whispered. "For coming today."

I smiled, "I had fun. Honestly. I did." Brooks relaxed in the seat, "Plus Sean seems to love me already,"

Brooks laughed, and nodded, "I'm sure he is at this point."

I sighed, then undid my seatbelt. "Thank you, Brooks."

He seemed deep in thought as he nodded, "Of course, Nova." He looked at me, and the worry in his eyes went away, as he quickly leaned over, and pecked me on the cheek. "Have a good night."

"You too." I smiled, then got out of the car, lightly shutting the door behind me. I waved as he left, and then as soon as he turned the corner, I hid my face in my hands and squealed, before composing myself, and walking back in the house at 11 PM at night.

Alright, so, my sister is already here. She got here on Sunday. So, I can still update, just, maybe not as frequently. Still, let me know what story I should write, and i'll take it into consideration. Tell me how you liked this chapter. Also, a review would be nice. – REMEMBER, NO FLAMES.