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Checking her watch for what felt like the millionth time Sky saw that it was finally 5am. She had barely slept since her nightmare and she was exhausted. She felt constantly on edge and every little noise seemed to make her jump. She gave up on trying to sleep anymore and made her way to the shower blocks, hoping the hot water would wash away some of this unwelcome fear. Feeling a little better she headed to the dining hall to get some breakfast where she met up with Chris.

"Morning" he smiled. "Geez did you even sleep? You look like shit" he laughed.

"Well thanks Chris" she said sarcastically with a bit of a laugh. "Didn't really sleep well last night" she admitted.

"Wanna talk about it?" he asked as they grabbed their trays and found their usual table.

"No I'm good. But thanks" she smiled politely.

"Anytime" he said, and they sat in a comfortable silence eating their breakfast. Soon joined by the interns Sam and Keira.

By early afternoon Sky was starting to feel the effects of the night before. She had been jumpy and on edge all day long and it was really starting to wear her down. Taking a break between patients she sat down at the small table in the back room, but every time she took a moment to stop all she could hear was that sadistic laughter in her head. She tried to ignore it, tried to zone out and pretend it wasn't there but it kept haunting her.

She was startled from her thoughts by a hand on her shoulder and she immediately lept out of her chair and pushed the person away as she screamed "Don't touch me!"

"Shit Sky… it's just me" Chris said a look of shock on his face as he stumbled backwards. "I called your name three times and you didn't answer…" he told her, sensing that touching her was a really bad move.

"I… I'm so sorry Chris. You just caught me by surprise is all. I… I didn't mean to push you" she said apologetically.

"It's ok Sky. I shouldn't have touched you like that. I should have known better" he reassured her, having a vague idea of what she had been through since he was the one who checked her over when Negan first brought her back. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"No… I- I don't think I am Chris" she sighed as tears started to well up in her eyes.

"Talk to me Sky, let me help. I am a doctor after all" he said as he sat down in one of the chairs inviting her to do the same.

"I-I was ok until last night" she began.

"Did something happen last night? Did someone hurt you Sky?" Chris asked, concern in his voice.

"No, no… No one hurt me. I just… ahhh this is stupid" she sighed, feeling a bit ridiculous that she was so upset by a nightmare.

"I can guarantee it's not stupid, whatever it is that has you all scared and jumpy, it isn't nothing Sky"

"I had a nightmare" she stated simply. "A nightmare about my time being held captive by those… animals. I couldn't go back to sleep and ever since then I just feel scared and on edge. I don't get it, up until now I haven't been scared of anything. I learned not to be in order to survive. And when things got so bad, I just didn't care anymore, I would rather fight and die for it, than live in fear"

"Sky, I think you're suffering from PTSD" Chris told her. "Probably brought on by that nightmare".

"What… what do I do Chris? How do I make it go away?"

"You can't just get rid of it, you have to work through the things that are causing it. It's the only way you're going to get over it. You need to talk about what happened to you, get it all out. Bottling everything up isn't healthy. Is there anyone you trust? Anyone you can tell things to?" he asked.

Her first and only thought was Negan, but there was no way she was going to tell him that. "I… I don't know. Not yet. I mean… I've made friends with you and the others, but I'm not the most trusting person after everything that's happened you know".

"Ok well… give it some time. Try and do things that relax you, find ways of coping with the panic attacks. Counting things, any random thing is a good option. Meditation is another option. And when you're ready, you talk to someone you trust okay?"

"Yeah… I will. Thanks Chris"

"Do you want to take the rest of the afternoon off. I got things covered here" he offered.

"Thanks, but I think I want to keep working. Keep my mind of things you know" she smiled in response.

"Alright, well you give me a shout if you need anything okay" he said as he gave her a smile and left the room.

Shortly after there was word that Negan and his men had arrived back and there were a couple of wounded coming in. Sky and Sam dealt with a through and through gunshot wound while Chris and Keira took care of a guy who had his forearm cut off immediately after getting bitten by a walker.

It was a full on afternoon and Sky was glad to get out of the infirmary and away from the smell of burnt flesh at the end of her shift. She had never seen a wound get cauterised before and it certainly turned her stomach a little. She thought about skipping dinner, but she knew Negan wouldn't be impressed if he found out, so she made her way to the dining hall and grabbed a quick bite to eat before retiring to her room for so much needed rest, not hanging around to chat with her friends.

Chris sat in the dining hall finishing off his dinner well after the other's had left. He had stayed behind to make sure the patients were okay and made it to dinner just in time. He was a little surprised when Negan approached him.

"Hey Doc, how are the guys doing?" he asked, his tone serious.

"They'll be okay. Wayne's gun shot was a through and through so it will heal up easy, no major damage there. And Greg, well as long as we can keep his arm free of infection he'll make it through".

"Good" Negan nodded as he turned to walk away.

"Um Sir… there was one other thing" Chris began.

"Yeah?"

"I wanted to talk to you about Sky"

"What about her?" he asked, his eyebrow cocked in questioning.

"She kinda freaked out on me today. I think she's suffering from PTSD. She didn't want to talk to me about it, but I thought maybe she said something to you" Chris said hopefully, and he noticed the strange look Negan was giving him. "You know, out on the road when you picked her up" he added.

"Right" Negan said as he eyed the man carefully. "She said a little, but she didn't go into any major fucking detail. But if you're so damn concerned I can have a word to her"

"No, no, that's not necessary sir. I don't want to push her. It might just make things worse. I just thought I'd see if you knew any more than I did about what happened to her".

"Like I said, she didn't say much" Negan repeated.

"Thank you sir" Chris said as he gave Negan a small smile before the man turned and walked away.

As Negan left the dining hall he couldn't help but worry about Sky. He knew she had been through a lot, more than what he had let on to the doc, but he was telling the truth about not knowing the details.

He knew all too well what living in this cruel world could do to people and he didn't want that for Sky. She was such a strong woman and she had made it through so much, he wasn't about to let this beat her.

As Sky was getting changed into her pyjamas she caught a glimpse of her body in the small mirror on the wall. She stared at the marks on her skin with hatred and disgust. Turning her back to the mirror she saw the plethora of small but deep knife marks carved purposefully into her skin both sides of her spine. There were so many. After a while she had just tried to block it out, take her mind elsewhere until it was all over. She had lost count of how many times those bastards had raped her, the truth was at the time she didn't want to know. But now, she had to know. Something inside her needed to know exactly how many times so that she could move on.

She began to count each and every mark, tears welling up in her eyes blurring her vision. She blinked them away and lost which scar she was up to. "Fuck!" she screamed out loud as she grabbed the nearby wooden chair and tossed it across the room in anger, before slumping to the floor, tears streaming down her face as violent sobs wracked her body.

Sky struggled to breathe as she felt her chest tighten. She felt as though the walls were closing in around her. Feeling trapped and alone, scared and confused Sky got up and bolted for the door, wrenching it open and running out into the darkness of the night, her vision blurred by the steady stream of tears pouring from her eyes before she ran right into something solid and fell to the ground with an 'oomph'.

"Sky?" came a familiar deep voice.

Sky sobbed as she wiped frantically at her tear stained face.

"Darlin' what the hell are you doing out here in your underwear?" he asked, confusion evident in his voice.

"I-I…." she began as she looked up at him.

And then he noticed the tears. Quickly looking around, he made sure no one was nearby, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her back into her room kicking the door shut behind him. Sitting down on the bed with Sky held tightly in his arms he ran a hand over her hair as he whispered "Shhhh, you're ok Sky, just breathe. Calm down…. Focus on my voice and breathe". He repeated the words over and over until her breathing began to slow and the heaving sobs turned to slight sniffles.

Lifting her head to see her face, he looked into her eyes with a very serious expression and said "What's going on Darlin'? Talk to me".

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