After the movie and the boys were in bed, Jack curled up on the sofa with Elizabeth.

"Hon, what are you going to do about getting a car?"

She sighed and snuggled deeper into his chest. "I don't know. I haven't gotten the money back from my insurance company yet and I'm not cleared to drive so I don't see a need to hurry."

"Maybe we could go tomorrow morning and just look at what the dealership has."

"I don't know, Jack. I think I'll just stay here."

"Okay. Maybe another day."

Elizabeth would be fine if she never drove again, even though that wasn't likely to be an option. She would eventually need to drive to work or take the boys somewhere. Just now, with nightmares that happened often, sitting behind the wheel of a car again was too scary to even try.

As they lay together on the sofa, it wasn't long before Jack was breathing slow and steady. She fought sleep but eventually gave in.

Jack woke to moaning and crying coming from Bee. "Shhh," he told her gently. "Its okay."

"Please," she cried. "Please help us."

Jack held her a bit tighter, hoping she would wake up soon and realize she was safe.

"Shhhh," he repeated. "I'm here, Bee."

"NOOOOOO!" she screamed, jerking awake.

"Bee, its okay. I'm right here." He held her as she shook, her heart racing, her breathing erratic.

"Don't leave me, Jack. Please."

"I'm not going anywhere."

The next morning…

"Dad?" Jonah said, touching his arm.

"Yeah?"

"Gramps is here to take me and Isaac to church. Are you guys coming?"

"No. She had a rough night. I think we will stay home."

"Is she okay?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, Gramps said we are going out to lunch too so we will be home later."

"Alright. Thanks."

Jack wrapped his arms back around Bee and tried to ignore how stiff he was from laying on the couch all night.

"You could have gone," she told him, trying to sit up.

"I'm not leaving you. I told you that."

"I was just reacting to my dream."

"Are you going to tell me about it?"

"No. I'm fine."

He watched her get up and head upstairs. He grabbed a shower in the boys bathroom and then realized he didn't have clean clothes, so he wrapped a towel around his waist and waited in the hall for her to emerge.

When she did, her reaction to his state of undress was typical. She blushed deeply and looked away. "Bee."

"Jack, I'm going to make breakfast. What would you like?"

"I'd like you to stop denying that there is an issue here and talk to me." He walked closer and wrapped his arms around her.

"I don't want to talk about it. I already relive it almost every night. It's too much."

Her arms finally came up and wrapped around his back. "Maybe a doctor could help."

"I doubt it."

He loosened his hold and looked into her blue eyes. "I love you."

"I know." She pressed her lips to his and smiled. "I love you too. Do me a favor though?"

"Anything."

"Put some clothes on. You standing here in just a towel is really distracting."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Omelets or pancakes?" she asked, walking away.

"I'm taking you out for breakfast. The Cup."

After breakfast, Jack drove them to the car dealership. "Jack, what's going on?"

"You are going to need a car sooner or later. Let's at least look to see what you would like."

"Fine. We will look."

He pulled in the lot and headed to the new cars. "That CR-V looks nice," he told her.

"Yeah."

"Would you rather have a car or an SUV?"

"I don't know."

"Maybe an SUV. One day we will have another kid and in the meantime, we have two boys who need space."

"That's fine, Jack."

"Hey, folks," a well dressed middle aged man said walking up to them.

"Hi."

"See anything you like?"

"Maybe the CR-V? Can we sit in it?"

"Jack, we don't have to."

"Hon, how will you know if you like it if you don't sit in it?"

"I'll grab the keys," the salesman told them.

Somehow, ten minutes later she found herself sitting in the driver's seat on the verge of tears and panic and she wasn't sure which would hit first.

"This is nice, isn't it, Bee? It has backup cameras, heated steering wheel, heated seats, moonroof."

She clenched the wheel and closed her eyes tight, praying for peace. Instead the dreaded panic set in. It felt like the car was way smaller than it actually was. The crunching of metal was there too, the smell of burning something…the horrible pain. Her chest was tight and she couldn't breathe.

"Bee? What's wrong?"

She grasped at the door handle and got out as fast as she could. "No no no….I can't do this. No, Jack!"

He got out and rushed over to her. "Hey, that's okay. Do you want to just go home?"

"Yes."

She tried to calm her breathing down but it was hard. He saw she was struggling so he told her to concentrate on him, look at him. "Count with me, Bee. One, two, three…"

"Four, five, six…" she whispered, holding on to his arms and staring in his eyes.

"That's right. You're doing fine. Seven, eight…"

"Nine, ten," she breathed, taking a full breath and closing her eyes. "Please, take me home."

As they drove, he reached for her hand and held it gently. He didn't say anything, just tried to keep her calm and give her comfort. "I'm sorry, Bee."

"I'm going to take a nap, I think," she told him.

"Okay. Do you want me to lay with you?"

"No, its okay. Thank you."

As they walked in the house, he kissed her forehead. "I love you so much."

She nodded and kissed his lips. "I love you."

He googled panic attacks online when she was out of the room. It made sense that she was having nightmares and panic attacks after the accident.

"Dad?" Jonah called as he pushed Isaac through the front door an hour later.

"Hey. I thought you were going to eat lunch with Gramps and Gram."

"We decided we wanted to come home," Isaac said. "We are worried about Mom. How is she?"

"Sleeping at the moment. I took her to the car dealership and had her sit in a car but she panicked. It wore her out."

"Maybe she needs to see her doctor," Jonah mentioned, hopping up on the counter.

"Yeah. She goes on Wednesday so I'm hoping she will talk to him about it. In the meantime, I think we should do something nice for her. What do you guys think?"

"Let's get her flowers and make her dinner."

"Good idea, Isaac. We need to go to the grocery store."

"Let's go then," Jonah said. "Can I drive?"

Jonah had his permit so he did need to practice. "Sure, bud. Let me leave her a note and then we will go."

Beth woke up a bit later to a quiet house. She had slept pretty well, all things considered.

"Jack?"

She didn't get an answer so she walked downstairs to see what they had to make for dinner. However, she saw his note first.

"Hey sweetie,

The boys and I went to the store to get things for dinner. It's on us tonight.

Enjoy some quiet and maybe take a jacuzzi bath.

Love you,

Jack"

Beth smiled and headed upstairs to do just that.

About thirty minutes into her bath, she heard commotion downstairs. She loved those guys downstairs with everything she had. They made her happy and that was the best thing.

She headed downstairs and smiled at the sight. They had like eight plastic bags of groceries. "Hey, guys."

"Mom!" Isaac lifted his one good arm for a hug.

"Hi, sweetie." She bent down and hugged him. "It's good to see you."

"Are you okay?" he asked, concern on his face.

"I'm just fine. Especially now that my guys are making me dinner."

"And we got you flowers," he said, pointing to the vase on the counter.

"You did? Thank you so much." She gave Jonah a hug and then Jack. "I don't deserve this."

"Yes, you do. You deserve a million vases of flowers," Isaac told her.

"Thanks, Isaac." She peeked at the groceries. "What's for dinner then?"

"Jonah found a recipe for chicken and rice casserole. So we are going to make that."

"Do you want help?"

"No," all three of them said.

"Honey, we want you to relax," Jack told her.

"I just slept and took a bath. I have relaxed."

He guided her to the seat at the island and then poured her some lemonade. "You can keep us company but we are cooking. Well, mostly them."

So she sat and watched. Isaac put a cutting board on his lap and chopped up onions and broccoli for the casserole. Jack cut up the chicken very carefully, making Elizabeth giggle.

"What's so funny, Bee?"

"You are just really really cute."

"Why?"

"Well, at the rate you are going, we won't be eating until midnight."

"Hey now. I'm trying at least."

"Yes you are."

"Maybe you should give me some cooking lessons, Bee."

"Maybe I should." Jack winked at her and she blushed. "Maybe later tonight?"

"Okay."

"Dad, I invited Ray over for dinner, is that okay?" Jonah asked.

"Sure."

"Thanks and then we are going to study after."

"Sounds good." He wasn't going to complain about Jonah wanting to study.

When they ate dinner later, Jack watched Bee closely. She ate enough to be polite but she pushed the food around on her plate the rest of the time. "You okay?" he asked her, touching her hand.

"Yeah. I'm good." She gave him a brief smile and took another bite.

The rest of the evening she was still quiet, even as they did the dishes together. He stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her. "I love you, Bee."

"I love you too, hon." She kissed his cheek and went back to washing.

"Where did Jonah and Raylinn go?"

"I'm not sure." Jack had been so intently watching Bee that he hadn't kept track.

"I'll be right back."

"Babe, don't embarrass him."

"How would I do that?"

"If they are in his room, maybe pull him out and talk to him."

Jack nodded and climbed the stairs. He was glad Bee was there because he wouldn't have handled it that way.

The door to Isaac's room was open. They were up on the loft bed, books open. "Hey, Jonah. Can I talk to you a minute?"

"Sure." He climbed down the ladder and came into the hall. "What's up?"

"Um, I don't know if I am crazy about the idea of you and Ray up on your bed."

"We're just studying."

"I know but when you said you were going to study, I figured you meant at the table."

"Then Isaac would bug us. You can trust me, Dad. We are only studying."

"It's not a matter of trusting you. I just know how easy things can get heated very quickly."

"We aren't even touching…never mind."

Raylinn walked out of the room and smiled. "Let's go study at the table. It's fine." She walked down the stairs and Jonah followed her.

Jack sat on the couch where Isaac and Bee were. "Hey."

"Hey. How'd it go?" she wanted to know.

"Okay, I guess. They were up on his bed."

"Kissing?"

"No, studying."

"Are they still up there?"

"No, they are at the table." She smiled and kissed his cheek. "Would you have let them stay up there?"

"It doesn't matter, Jack. You are the dad."

"It matters to me. I want your help."

"If their door was open and they were actually studying, I probably would have let it be. You have to trust him sometime."

"I do. But we both know what can happen if they start doing more than studying."

"But they weren't. And there is no reason why you couldn't just walk past the room every ten minutes just to make sure."

"I guess."

"But, hon, you made the decision and that is just fine. There's no reason why they can't study down here either."

He took her hand and threaded his fingers through hers. "Later, I think we should talk."

"Okay. I think we should too."

So later, when the boys were in bed, Jack and Bee sat on her bed and talked. He started out facing her but after she started explaining how she was feeling, he felt like she needed him closer so her wrapped her up in his arms.