Crosshairs POV
J.R. has been quiet since we got to her room. I thought she was fine, though I was hugging her until I felt tears on my hand.
"What's wrong?"
"Jamie is doing better, but Jayce is getting worse. All this time, and now she turned to self-harm."
I didn't know what to say. It's hard to say either way right now. We don't feel like we can say Jamie is pass Buddy's death yet. This whole situation is complicated. I just let J.R. cry.
Cade comes in five minutes later.
"She'll be ok," he says, taking J.R.'s hand. I wanted to ask about what Jayce did, but if J.R. is wrong and Jayce gave herself serious injuries, I don't want J.R. to know even though Cade said she'll be ok.

One hour later

Because of their horrible sleep schedule, by noon, both Jayce and J.R. are taking a nap. Jamie was still working, which allowed all of us to see how bad Jayce harmed herself. Cade wanted to take care of her wounds in the medibay and used sedation to keep her asleep.
"This will look bad with the dried blood," he warned before cutting the wrapping off. He was right; the dried blood made this look as if Jayce has several large lacerations, but this is the first time I'm seeing what Jayce did. Cade cleaned the cuts before applying Neosporin, using gauze to cover the cuts and re-wrapping her legs below the knees. Drift took her back to her room when Cade finished. Hound told me he'd sit in J.R.'s room.
"I can't believe this," Drift sighed as he covers Jayce with a blanket.
"J.R. thinks Jayce can't recover from this," I tell him.
"It's too soon to tell. I don't think Jamie is pass Buddy's passing. She's been crying at night, and this is the first good day she's had in a while. I think Jayce needs to see a couple of good days; then, she'll start recovering…I hope."
"And J.R. she was calm seeing what Jayce did, knew Jayce couldn't seriously injure herself, but she was thinking what if Jayce can't get over this though she's not over this either. Both of them can't sleep for over two hours before waking up from a nightmare."
"At least four times a night now, I can't believe it. "Drift sighed on frustration, "if she has to stop going on adventures with Jamie and J.R., both will be heartbroken."
Great, he has more on his mind, though we're all thinking the same, he's been thinking he could lose his girl.
"You think Jamie would stop all this if Jayce couldn't continue with her?"
"I doubt she'll stop everything, but she'd likely stop with the adventures."
We sat quietly, thinking about what Drift said and the situation until Bumblebee walked in ten minutes later, telling both of us to get back to the other two. It turns out, Jamie is also napping.
What I hate is I'm waiting for J.R. to wake up, terrified. If something happens during the day, she ends up having a nightmare about it. I ask Bumblebee to get me a syringe. We've lucked out during this situation, but now we have the challenge of seizures. Again, better than the nightmare situation, but ut's not good, they have them. Bee stayed in the room, hoping he could help me calm her without the drug. A half-hour passes before J.R. is moaning in her sleep. Three months, and it's still not easy to watch this. After ten minutes, she started thrashing. I don't know if she's like Jayce; any touch, while she's like this, will terrify her, so I keep my arms ready to catch her if she ends up falling off the bed. Two minutes of this before J.R. wakes up and screams. She doesn't do that every nightmare, but this means whatever happened, terrified her. I tried hugging her put she fought me.
"Stop, you're ok," I say while fighting J.R. Even Bee gets involved, trying to get her to stop. I don't want to drug her, but she can harm us, no problem. I give in and inject the drug. I'm able to keep a hold on her while waiting for the drug to kick in. Bee sat on the bed, ready to add more restraint if needed.
"You're ok," I assure her as I feel her relax, "Jamie and Jayce are ok."
"We'll never get over this, just give up on us," J.R. cried.
"No, we will never give up on the three of you," Bumblebee promised.
More signs about J.R.'s mental state. She knows Optimus could have given up on Jamie; her behavior, emotional struggle, and illness is not a good combination in the military. Still, he made things work, and it's one of the best decisions he's made. It seems she forgets about all that in her current mental state.

Jayce POV
Trying to bleed to death was my last option. I knew a razor couldn't work, but it's all I can get to. They locked the weapons room and medibay. They know the risk they're taking by locking the medibay. I doubt I can leave the base as I did before. Well, I can try later.
"You sure this is a good idea?" I hear Hound ask. Someone was at the door.
"Jamie is still asleep and likely will be for at least another hour. You can text me if she gets anxious."
I sat up and watched Drift walk in and sit on the bed by me.
"Jamie is still asleep," Drift repeated, thinking that didn't hear him, as he moved me to his lap and hugged me. I can no longer keep myself from crying, and I hate it.
"What are you thinking?" Drift asked, pulling me away from his body, so I am looking at him, "I don't think I would have been able to tell Jamie if you were seriously injured or dying. You know how upset Jamie and J.R. would be?"
I couldn't say anything, and tears kept rolling down my face. Drift pulled me in for a hug.
"I'm not mad, I'm terrified you want to die, we all are. I know you're hurting, but this isn't the answer. We'll get through this."
I was now bawling and trembling. I can't take it anymore and will find a way to die.

Two hours later

Jamie is back at the house. I'm sitting with J.R., who I think wants to watch me like the Autobots have been watching us. Damn it; I'm going to have to hurt her to get away. She looks At me, terrified.
"What?" I ask, annoyed, trying to get her to stop looking at me. She ends up talking about how he hates what we're dealing with but is also terrified I am trying to kill myself.
"Don't tell me you're not thinking the same!" I hissed; it's now or never, "I'm sorry."
"For what?" J.R. asked, confused, which is an odd response since I just yelled at her.
"For this," I say before punching her chi points and knocking her out. I can do this fast enough that she couldn't scream.
"Stop!" Hound yells, but what can he do when I'm in the sky?

Drift POV
We didn't talk; we just took action. Crosshairs and Hound rushed to the garage to get to their alt modes and follow Jayce. Cade carried J.R. to the medibay. Bumblebee tells me he wanted to see if Jayce still had her phone on her. Hopefully, she does, I think I know what she's going to do.
"She's just unconscious," he says looking at the monitor, "Most of us are missing, Jamie will notice. Things are getting harder to keep secret from Jamie and Jayce and getting more violent. We're fucked if Jamie finds out or Jayce succeeds."
"She left her phone here," Be tells us. Cade and I looked at each other, not sure what to think or do now, "Hound thought of this. There's a tracker on her clothes. Still, there's the issue of how fast she's flying."
"I was wrong. I thought Jayce and J.R. wanted to see Jamie have a few good days before starting to recover." Cade tells us.
"You could still be right. These three aren't like other humans," I point out, "A few good days may be all Jayce and J.R. want to see that she'll be ok. This may last another month, or six months, there's no way to know, but I don't think they'll be like this permanently." I know I could be wrong, but I hope I'm not. It would devastate Jamie. Letting everything fall apart is easier than what we've been doing, but it's not right. I will not hurt my friends, my girl.
"I'll stay here and let you know when she wakes up," Bumblebee tells me. Jamie doesn't stay at the house for long.
"You think J.R.'s energy has changed since she was knocked unconscious?" Cade wondered.
"Jamie would have rushed back," Bee says, and he's right. Still, we should be ready for a disaster. We have to figure out what to do about Jayce.