Cade POV

Things got more depressing the next three days. The three girls just wanted to stay in their rooms. Jayce has the same intense nightmare every time she tries to sleep. We are trying to avoid drugs, but how long before she can't sleep at all? Jayce and J.R. will still eat, and Jamie continues to eat nothing all day. Jamie has been watching the live stream she likes to watch. Drift says she falls asleep by three A.M. He stays up with her, terrified she'll sneak off to harm or kill herself. Jayce is terrified and wants Crosshairs to stay with her; J.R. doesn't mind if Bee or Hound is with her. The three girls play computer games, which isn't great but they're doing something besides lie in bed all bed.

"I think it's time to give in, Crosshairs," I tell him. It's our morning discussion about the girls before they wake up. We never talked about how we should do morning and evening discussions about the girls; we've just gotten into the habit, "Jayce is exhausted and can't sleep for longer than three hours before having a nightmare."

"He's right; it's something to help her," Drift adds.

"I know," Crosshairs sighed.

"At least J.R. seems to be stable," Hound says, trying to change the subject, "she still has nightmares, but they're not intense like Jayce's."

"Yeah, but like Jamie and Jayce, she doesn't want to leave her room," Bumblebee points out.

"Only a matter of time before she has intense nightmares like Jayce," Crosshairs says as we hear a scream. We rushed upstairs and saw Jayce and J.R. in Jayce's room. Jayce was having a seizure.

"Come on, J.R.," I say, taking her hand, as Crosshairs walked past me, sat on his knees next to Jayce, and cups her head in his hands.

"No!" J.R. yells.

I didn't think Bumblebee and Hound would carry her out of the room. No way she could fight off both of them. One was holding her feet and the other under her arms. I watched Jayce go through the seizure, and I hope this is the only one. "It was only a matter of time before this happened," Crosshairs says as he moved Jayce into the recovery position. He was right now the question is, will this be the only one or not? Will this be like during the nightmare situation? If that's the case, how long before J.R. ends up with pseudoseizures.

"You're ok," Crosshairs says as Jayce opens her eyes a minute later. Jayce can either start crying or remain quiet after a seizure. Crosshairs wanted me to lay her on the bed. He rested on the bed next to her and took her hand. Is this an outcome? This was tricky since the three girls are often on the rare or not normal side of outcomes when it comes to medical situations. I was so focused on Jayce; I forgot Drift was in the room until he moved the desk chair to the bed, sat down, and took Jayce's other hand.

"You're ok," he says as he stroked her forehead. I know soon one of them will ask me to see what's going in with J.R., so I leave the room.

I figured they'd be in J.R.'s room. Hound had to use his arms and legs to keep J.R. from running off. Bumblebee was trying to calm J.R. I doubt they tried to figure out what happened. I sit on my knees next to Bee and take J.R.'s hand.

"What happened?" I asked her.

"I went into Jayce's room. She was sitting on the edge of the bed. Before I could say anything, she started talking about the crap that's been going on. She..she said, 'i'm going to do it.' before falling to the floor," J.R. sobbed. I didn't know what to say, but we had to get her to calm down. Damn it, Jayce, It's bad enough you're thinking this way but five days before Christmas.

"You don't think she took drugs that resulted in the seizure?" Bee whispered to me.

"No, Crosshairs was with her until our discussion, and she would have had to get by us to get to the medbay. Her emotional stress got to her."

Once J.R. was calm, we got her to go downstairs to eat. I knew Jayce wouldn't be downstairs, which worried J.R. Even though Crosshairs and Drift are with her. I don't think she will eat much, but a little oatmeal is better than nothing.

"You two got her?" I say once I finished making the oatmeal.

"Yeah," Hound says but doesn't ask where I'm going. I had to go for a walk. Now I know how Drift has been feeling. Every night though? Damn.

Crosshairs POV

"She fell asleep," Drift says. I sit up and see Jayce has fallen asleep, "we better go see how J.R. is doing."

"Yeah," I say as I get off the bed and cover Jayce with a blanket. We realized what time it was and how no one was with Jamie, "go ahead. You'll find out how J.R. is later." Drift nods before going to Jamie's room.

As soon as J.R. saw me, she ran to me and hugged me. Only Jamie would do this if she was happy to see any of us. I felt J.R. tremble has she hugged me. I got her to let go so I could crouch down. I took her hands.

"Jayce is ok. She's sleeping," I tell her as tears roll down her face. I saw the bowl on the table. Doubt, she finished eating, "come on, You know we don't like seeing Jamie not eat all day." Bee sat at the table with us as Hound walked to the garage. Is this getting to you too, Hound?

"I'm scared," J.R. mumbled. While I would have liked her to eat a little more, comforting her at the table will be hard. I picked her up and went to the couch. I had her sit on my lap. She leaned on my chest. I hugged her with one arm and stroked her hair with my free hand. I didn't know what to say. What can I say?

Cade POV

I was on my way back to the base when I saw Hound driving down the street. The road is too narrow for a car to stop on the side, so Hound would block the way for other vehicles if he pulled over. I got in on the passenger side, and he drove down the street.

"This is getting to you as well?" I ask.

"I know what Drift has been feeling. I can't believe how bad Jayce and J.R. have gotten. I know Jamie will soon."

"It's getting harder not to think how this would have played out if we weren't here…and still could."

"I don't even want to tell Crosshairs and Drift what J.R. told us was going on before Jayce ended up in a seizure, but we have to," I sighed in frustration.

We stayed out for a half-hour before going back to the base. Crosshairs and J.R. weren't around. I insisted Bee go for a drive to clear his mind. As Bee left, Drift and Jamie came down the stairs. As usual, Jamie didn't want to eat. She sat on the couch while Drift made tea. I sat with her, expecting her to ask where the others were, but she was quiet. I just had to look at the expression on Drift's face to know she wasn't in a pleasant mood. Wonder if she's been trying not to cry all this time? Once Drift sat with her, I went to Jayce's room. Didn't know she had fallen asleep.

I can't believe you have a plan, and I have to tell Crosshairs and Drift. You may have just set J.R. up with more mental distress that she'll also end up with a seizure. I hope neither of them has repeat seizures. Unbelievable, we go from thinking that this is nowhere near the nightmare; the only difference now is Jamie's condition. Instead of watching her fight for her life, she's depressed.

Drift POV

Jayce has been sleeping for three hours now, and J.R. was panicking. Though Jayce has taken naps by this time the past three days, after watching her go through a seizure, it's understandable that J.R. is panicking.

"She'll be ok," I assure her. J.R. was standing at the doorway to Jayce's room.

"I don't know," she said in a scared tone.

"I know she never slept after a seizure before, but she's exhausted," Crosshairs says before looking at me. J.R. doesn't know what Jayce has been dealing with for the past three days. She thinks Jayce is just depressed, and it's tiring her out that she needs a nap. I shake my head, no. J.R. is already panicking, and we don't need to add to her anxiety. It's getting harder to distract her.

"Come on; I think time away from here will do you good," Bee says as he hands me a device I asked him to get behind our backs.

Crosshairs takes her hand, "go with Bee, Jayce will be fine." Bee took her hand and led her downstairs, "so, did we just lie to her?" He asks me as he takes my arm to see what I was hiding, "you out of all of us."

"If she knew I wanted to check Jayce's vitals, she'd freak out."

"Now?"

"I know it would have been better to do this right away. I thought Jayce was just exhausted now; I don't know."

"I think we just worry too much about three girls," Crosshairs says, smiling. We went into the room, and I used the portable vitals scanner, everything was fine.

"See, she's fine."

"Something doesn't feel right."

"Go back to Jamie; I'll stay with her." I looked at Jayce, who was still lying flat on her back as we left her three hours ago, "Go," Crosshairs said as he shoved me to make me leave.

Jamie is distracted and didn't know I left the room. Though Cade stayed with her, in case she noticed I left. He knew I checked on Jayce's vitals.

"Well?' He whispered.

"Everything is fine," I say, and with that, Cade leaves the room. I sit on the bed and watch Jamie play the Sims. I end up thinking about the situation, what happened to Jayce today, and how Jamie will be as we get closer to Christmas.

Crosshairs POV

I thought about why Drift would be so concerned about Jayce. True, this was odd that she fell asleep after a seizure, but she's exhausted, and I know humans can be exhausted after a seizure. Fifteen minutes pass before Jayce moans in her sleep while tossing around. The problem now with Jayce is any touch seems to affect the nightmare. If I don't do something, the nightmare will get worse, and she could roll off the bed.

"Jayce, you're ok, it's just a nightmare," I say without touching her. My hands were ready to stop her from rolling off the bed. She woke up a minute later, hyperventilating and tears running down her face. I'd rather have to catch her before she falls off the bed than see this. It's been rough seeing this more often the last three days. It's the same procedure to get her to calm down, but the past three days, Jayce has been telling me how terrified she is while I try to get her to calm down. I'm not sure if I should take this as the nightmares have been more intense, or the panic attacks have been more intense. Either way, it's not good. She took longer this time to calm down. She was still crying when Cade walked in.

"These panic attacks are getting worse," I tell him, seeing how he hates seeing how bad Jayce is. I took the water bottle he had and tried to get Jayce to sit up and drink, but she didn't want to move.

"You have had nothing all day," I say while positioning her, so she's sitting up on my lap. She felt limp and was putting all her weight on my arm.

"She's fine," Cade says, "give her a few minutes," he gets up and leaves the room. Jayce was pushing away from me, trying to lie down again, so I laid her back on the bed. I took her hand and stroked her hair.

This is the worst day so far. I don't know if she stopped hating how we're focusing on her or too terrified to care.