Drift POV

I left the room but went downstairs and sat on the couch. I didn't know Crosshairs followed me.

"The stress is getting to you," He says as he sits down.

"And you?"

Crosshairs sighed, "Yes, after what Jayce did, it's hard not to stress. J.R. could be next."

"They might have been dead by now," I mumbled. Crosshairs said nothing, and we sat silently for ten minutes before he wanted to go back upstairs. With him gone, I let myself cry.

Four hours later

I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" Crosshairs asks.

"I must have fallen asleep," I say as I sit up.

"The stress is getting to you, and I can't suggest going back to the junkyard for a few days."

"I wouldn't go even if you told me to."

"Well, at least go for a drive for a while. You know Jamie will be asleep for a while."

I drove to the lake but stayed in my alt mode, thinking about all this. Even though Jamie isn't showing signs of being suicidal, it's terrifying to think my girl would want to kill herself. It's terrifying Jayce and J.R. think that way, and Jayce tried yesterday. I can't stay away from them, but they can't see how anxious I am.

Bumblebee POV

Jayce didn't wake up, which was good. The question is, how will she be when she wakes up? The drug had to have worn off by now.

"I assume she didn't wake up?" Crosshairs asked.

"No, she…hey, you make it sound like I can't handle her."

"After yesterday, I don't know. She might be too much for one of us to handle."

"We're so screwed if J.R. finds out. If Jamie finds out about all of this-."

"We all know, Bee," I snapped, "sorry, I'm just concerned about Drift."

"He didn't like what happened with Jamie last night, did he?"

"Or What happened to Jayce. He's like the rest of us, thinking what if we weren't here? Will Jayce and J.R. go that far? It terrifies him Jamie could think that way soon. My turn, I don't know how she will be when she wakes up."

While I could comment on how I could help if Jayce will be difficult, there's also J.R. to worry about.

I went to J.R.. 's room and found her sitting in bed, crying. She had to have just started crying. I sit on the bed and move her onto my lap. I wasn't sure if she'd push me away since Crosshairs has been the one to calm her down. I didn't think she'd rest her head on my chest and hug me. She was not bawling, but something upset her unless Crosshairs has been away long enough that she woke up bawling and is now calming down? All J.R. could say is Jayce's name. Now I understand, there's no way she didn't wake up bawling or even screaming. The nightmare paralyzed with fear and unable to run out of the room. She either dreamed that Jayce attempted to kill herself, and she watched, or Jayce was successful. Crosshairs will not like hearing this. I could text him now, but J.R. is calming down. She wouldn't let me lie her down.

A half-hour passed, J.R. was calm but still hugging me. I got her to come downstairs and eat.

Good, she wants to eat. I watched her make breakfast. Hound comes up as she's eating. He sat next to me on the couch.

"Bad night?" He asked.

"Bad past hour. As far as I know, J.R. didn't wake up at all overnight. I went into her room at six. Crosshairs wanted to stay with Jayce, J.R. was crying and could only say Jayce's name. I think I figured out what happened."

"Shit."

I didn't even have to tell Hound what I was thinking happened. He could quickly figure it out.

J.R. POV

Bumblebee and Hound appeared distracted, good. Now I can get to Jayce's room. I slowly opened the door, not knowing Crosshairs was already in the room. I thought he and Drift went for a drive. I saw the portable vital sigh monitor and panicked. What did you do, Jayce? I wanted to cry but didn't want to wake Jayce. I backed away slowly, but before I could turn and run, Crosshairs grabbed my hand. No, I don't want to see that she's dying. I couldn't get my mouth to say that. I just tried to break free from Crosshairs' grip, which I should be able to no problem, so why can't I? I started feeling dizzy and unable to stand. I fell backward, and everything went black.

Crosshairs POV

I caught J.R. before she landed on the floor. I was sitting on my knees, looking at her ghost-white skin tone. Shit, come on, wake up. I waited a long minute, knowing this is the longest a human can pass out before it's an emergency. She didn't wake up, and her lips were turning blue, fuck. I picked her up and ran downstairs to the medibay. Please let this be minor. I pled as I worked as fast as I could get J.R. on the monitor. I left Jayce's room for a minute, and this happened, fuck.

"What happened?" Hound asked as I watched for the monitor to show J.R.'s vitals.

"She passed out ninety seconds ago, and her lips turned blue."

The monitor showed my fears.

"That's low," Hound comments, concerned. He looked like he had something to do with this. I put J.R. on low oxygen via a nasal cannula. That was all I could do for now.

"What did you do?"

"Bee and I were talking and not paying attention to her. She had to have gotten into something," Hound says and starts looking around. We could do a blood test, but it would take time to get the results from Bulma. There was nothing out of place. What the hell caused you to pass out? Come on, wake up. I had to listen for myself that everything was ok. Her heart was beating slower than it should be, but her breathing was normal. Shit, it's hard to say if I need to call Bulma or not. Before I knew it, Hound left the room, no doubt contacting Bulma. Five minutes, come on, wake up. Nothing else I can do, so I moved a chair to the bed, sat down, and held her hand. Five more long minutes before Hound came in. He tells me to draw blood. Though Bulma is sure J.R. is ok, she wants to run blood tests to make sure. As soon as I finished, J.R. woke up. Hound still went to give Bulma the vials. I assured J.R. that she was ok, but I wanted to keep her on oxygen for a little longer. I got water from the sink in the room and helped her sit up so she could drink. J.R. was tired and wanted to lie down once she finished drinking. Her room was a better place to sleep. I took her off the oxygen and monitor, put everything away, picked her up, and carried her to her room. As I walked to the stairs, Drift saw me. He followed me to her room. J.R. fell asleep ten minutes later.

"What happened?" Drift asks once we were in the hallway.

"You're stressed enough-."

"Tell me!"

I sighed and told Drift what happened, and as I expected, Drift hated hearing it.

"…But he didn't tell me the cause. Don't know if they know or not."

"Let's find out,' Drift suggests though I can hear the fear in his voice, afraid to find out.

We both couldn't believe what Bee told us.

"After we promised Jayce wouldn't deal with that alone," I was angry at myself for leaving her room when she needed me.

"You were with Jamie, she wanted both of us," Drift reminds me.

"Don't tell me Jamie is having a hard time now?" Hound asked.

"As we expected, just before Christmas," Drift tells him.

"Now, all three are struggling. We knew this would happen, but it still sucks," Bee sighed.

"When will they start feeling like themselves? To be honest, I think it will be some time before Jamie gets over Buddy's death," I tell them.

"I wish I knew," Drift says before going back upstairs. Hound and I also went upstairs. I went to Jayce's room while he went to J.R.'s room.