Jayce POV

Sitting next to Jamie, she may be calm, but I can tell she's still frightened about J.R. Drift sits on the other side of Jamie and moves Jamie onto his lap. She leans on him, and he hugs her. This is how she responds after seeing J.R. unconscious in medbay twice before today with an IV, I'd hate to imagine how she'd respond to everything else J.R. and I have been dealing with. Drift sits next to Jamie and moves her onto his lap. She leaned on him as he hugged her. Crosshairs sits with us, not liking how distraught Jamie is over this.

"I told you, I don't get it," I whisper to him.

"It is strange, but you said it yourself, you think seeing both you and J.R. unconscious in the medbay scared her, especially since J.R. was in that position twice. Drift just isn't sure how distraught he wants Jamie to be. I think he will not bring this up unless she asks."

"You think we can get away from here for a while?"
"Should be fine."

We get up and head towards the garage though I think we were both waiting for Bumblebee, Drift, or Jamie to ask us where we are going.

Crosshairs POV

Hate to say it, but I'm liking how Jayce is not liking how Jamie is reacting to J.R. being in medbay without knowing why she's there again. Maybe this is what Jayce needs to stop trying to end her life, or this is just theory.

The lake is our favorite place to destress; I doubt it's because it's close to the property. The problem is there's snow so we can't sit in the sand or go for a walk. Though, Jayce didn't mind sitting on the passenger side of my alt mode. There's nothing to talk about, we've figured out what she's been thinking based on her actions.

"I'm worried J.R. could still get very ill even though we caught the infection early," she says.

I can't tell her Cade, and I noticed the infection spreading even if it's slow to spread. Now that I think about it, did Bulma tell Cade this is serious, or is it still minor? I do not want to cause Jayce to worry any more than she is. We've kept the pseudoseizures under control, and I'd rather not have her go through another one. Even if this isn't a concern, I don't want to add to what she's already worried about.

"She'll start to feel better in two days, maybe three," I assure her. Not sure if I'm lying, but I doubt Cade wouldn't tell me if the infection is worse than Bulma previously thought. That was the end of the conversation. Jayce fell asleep twenty minutes later, I drove back to the base and carried her to her room. No way I can help her through a panic attack in my alt mode. The others, excluding J.R., we're watching T.V. and distracted, so I didn't have to worry about getting caught. The tricky part is how long I can leave her alone? The others can use a break.

J.R. is awake when I walk into the medbay. What concerns me is her fever is going up, and she's freezing even with a blanket. I left to get the blankets from her bed and get Cade to come look at her.

"I just want to look," Cade says while J.R. is trying to stop him, "ok, I'll wait."

He went to the cabinet and prepared an IV bag. Must be pain relief and fever sent Bulma a text as J.R. fell asleep. Once he knew J.R. was asleep, he looked at the wound again. I watched from the other side of the bed, hoping the rise in J.R.'s temperature doesn't mean the infection is spreading fast. He says it's the same as thirty minutes ago.

"It's too soon to say the infection stopped spreading. Going to be a tough twenty-four hours," Cade says as he sits on the chair next to me.

"Too soon to say if this can turn serious or even life-threatening?" I asked.

"It's normal for her to feel worse before she feels better. Who's with Jayce?"

"No one."

"Go, I'll stay here though J.R. will be asleep for several hours."

Cade was right; I needed to return to Jayce's room. A half-hour passed before she woke up, hyperventilating, trembling, and bawling. She was asleep for an hour. No doubt today's events caused this.

"J.R.," she says as she tries to sit up, but I'm holding her shoulders down.

"She's ok, relax."

Jayce kept fighting to get up and hyperventilating. Even if she just wanted me to hold her, I want to get her breathing under control first, but I risk a pseudoseizure if I wait too long. Damn, Jayce is a mess.

Drift walks in, stands beside me, and takes Jayce's hand.

"You're ok, J.R. will be ok," he assured her. Jayce took longer than usual to get her breathing under control. Drift held her and moved in a rocking motion.

Jamie POV

Are they lying, and J.R. is dying? Why else would Jayce be panicking like this? I ran to my room, laid on my stomach on my bed, and cried.

"Jamie?!" Crosshairs exclaimed as he got on the bed, "what's wrong?" He asked as he rubbed my back. Crosshairs waited two minutes before moving me on to his lap and hugged me.

"You watched Jayce go through a panic attack, didn't you?"

I couldn't say anything. Next thing I know, Crosshairs is carrying me as he walks out of the room.

He goes into Jayce's room, which is quiet.

"Drift?" Crosshairs says in a low tone.

"Jamie?" Jayce says, worried and gets off the bed. Drift doesn't stop her as she walked towards Crosshairs, who crouches down.

"It's ok, I'm fine, and J.R. will be fine. Let her go, Crosshairs," Jayce says. She carried me to her bed once Crosshairs let go. We sat on the bed, and she hugs me.

"J.R. will be ok," she says Before looking at Drift, he nods. How strange, unless they debated keeping something a secret from me. I can't concentrate on detecting if Jayce is lying while she tells me J.R. has an infection that made her very sick, but she'll feel better soon. Doubt they'll tell me how she got an infection.

Jayce POV

Jamie sat on the bed with me as I hugged her for two minutes before she broke free and ran out of the room, Drift running after her.

"How can you tell her J.R. will be ok while you just want through a panic attack? After a nightmare about J.R.?" Crosshairs asked.

"I know," I sighed before walking out of the

room, down to the medbay.

J.R. is still asleep, so I sat by the bed. Crosshairs sat next to me instead of telling me to leave. I sent Drift a text asking if Jamie is ok, knowing it may be at least a half-hour before he replies.

"Crosshairs, do you think Jamie will have nightmares and panic attacks like J.R. and me?"

"I don't know as you said, this isn't like her," he sighed.

Along with being concerned J.R. will become very ill, I think about how Jamie is responding now is how she and J.R. would have been if Crosshairs and Hound got to me even five minutes later when I tried to die by drowning. Wait if...fuck. All this time, I worried Jamie would become suicidal, and I think I just set her on that path. I'm the one who put J.R. on that path.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled before running out of the room.

Crosshairs POV

"Jayce!" I yelled from the medbay as I watched Jayce run. Hound said he'd handle her. I turned around to see J.R. trying to get out of bed.

I woke her up, great.

I rushed to the bed before J.R. fell to the floor. She's crying as she's trying to get out of bed.

"Jayce," she sobbed as she plops back down on the bed.

"Hound is with her. You can't even sit up for long, but you think you'll get to her?" I say as I position her back in bed. She shivers as I cover her with blankets.

Damn, 103°, how long before this medicine works?

"You want to try eating again?" I asked, looking at the time. I know J.R. is embarrassed she threw up in front of Drift and me. She needed to eat something, and I am trying to avoid putting in the IV needed for feeding.

"Let's try a little at a time and resting for a minute or two in between," I suggested. This would make doing this myself a little easier. "It's fine if you throw up, relax," I'm sitting on the bed holding J.R. up the best I can with one arm while holding a syringe and pushing the plunger slowly with my other hand; she had 100 ml then I had her rest. I'm unable to keep the blankets on J.R., and I feel her shiver as I hold her. She started crying over the situation. I did my best to wrap her in a blanket and making sure it stayed on her before filling the syringe a little. Again, thinking about how humans would call this over the top, unnecessary. I think the other method is excessive if J.R. will only feel this sick for two to three days.

J.R. pushed my arm away, afraid to throw up in front of me again.

"A little more, I already said it's fine if you throw up in front of me."

No way to tell if she's full or has no appetite, but she didn't have much. I know she's uncomfortable and wants to lie down.

Jayce POV

I was sitting on the bed when Drift walled in. He sat on the bed next to me and hugged me.

"Why are you worried about J.R.?" He asked.

"I don't want to talk about it."

I already went through a panic attack this morning and deal with several at night. I don't want to go through another already. Drift didn't ask again; he just continued to hug me. What can they once they know? Nothing, so why bother telling them.

Crosshairs POV

"All right, that's enough for now," I say as I lie J.R. down and cover her with the other blankets. I Told J.R. I will check on Jayce, but I'll be back.

Drift is with Jayce, which tells me she was difficult, and Hound couldn't get her to calm down. That's what Drift tells me as he's rubbing Jayce's back. She's laying in her side facing the wall.

"I don't understand why she's like this," Drift sighed, "seems she can't decide if J.R. will be ok or not."

"Looks like the girls' extensive medical knowledge is causing a problem. I'd think it would help them understand J.R. will be fine."

"It's strange, but their mental state doesn't help."

With Jayce calm, Drift and I went into the hallway so I can tell him how J.R. finally had a nutrition drink, though a tiny amount, and how she's freezing. He tells me to stay with J.R. though she'll be asleep. As I walked into the medbay, it dawns in me, is Drift thinking I will have to help J.R. get to the bathroom? Ugh, I don't know how I feel about that.