Bumblebee POV
Who can get used to this? It's been four months, but I still hate watching this. Also more troubling is Drift knew this was about to happen and got Jamie out of here.
"I have to help," I hear J.R. say.
"How?" Crosshairs asks.
"Stay in bed, J.R.," I say while keeping my focus on Jayce.
Three minutes, fuck.
Crosshairs comes over to help in case she panics again.
Jayce opens her eyes quickly this time.
"You're ok," Crosshairs assures her.
"Jamie-," Jayce mumbles.
"It's ok; she didn't see this."
Crosshairs picks her up and sits on the chair.
We forgot about the other three girls.
I watch them walk over towards Crosshairs, who doesn't look too pleased. I watch Vivian crouch down.
"You're ok; your friends need you," she says as she takes Jayce's hand.
"Bumblebee, come help me, please," J.R. requests.

Cade gets the other chair and puts it by Crosshairs as Hound, and I help J.R. get to the chair. J.R. is noticeably in more pain.
"I'm good," she tells us once she sits down, "Jayce, I know you didn't mean to hurt me. I know you're afraid Jamie will find out about the shit we've been going through, but you know Jamie will be just as distraught knowing you're leaving and never coming back. We can't lie about why you're not coming back forever."
Jayce says nothing, but tears rolled down her face.
I think she understands, J.R., but she can't take the emotional pain, the lack of sleep, the seizures and panic attacks, worrying Jamie will find out.

We wait fifteen minutes before getting the girls to eat. J.R. wants the nasogastric tube out.
"Na, I think I'll keep it in to make sure you eat enough," Crosshairs says, half-joking but half-serious, but he takes the tube out anyway and gives the girls a bottle of the nutrition drink. Jayce is ready for another nap after this ordeal. Crosshairs let's her sleep on the other bed.

J.R. POV
"Let's go watch a movie," Tessa suggests.
"No, I'm staying here."
"She's sleeping," Izzy comments.
"So? I'm staying here. I just have this feeling that Jayce is unstable and..." I trail off, hating what I think she might end up thinking.
"No, I don't think she'd think that way," Crosshairs tries to assure me, "come on."
He takes my hand and pulls me up to a standing position. I still have pain with any movement, but I can ignore it.

Bumblebee sits next to me on the couch as Crosshairs carefully positions the IV pole before going back to the medbay.
"She'll be ok," Bee says as he puts an arm around me. I tried to enjoy the movie but kept thinking about how this situation could end in disaster.

Drift POV
Jamie was easy to distract. I took her to lunch and Panera Bread. Crosshairs sent me texts about Jayce and J.R. I'm able to read them while Jamie is in the bathroom. I knew Jayce would be a challenge as soon as Jamie and I left the room. I had to carry her to the garage once we were ready to leave. I know she's thinking about Jayce wanting to leave. It was a good two hours out with my girl, but this is as long as she wants to be away from the base, considering what happened this morning. However, she fell asleep on the way back.

"She's tired already?" J.R. asks, not happy I'm carrying Jamie, sleeping in my arms.
"You know car rides make her fall asleep," I remind J.R. as I sit on the couch.
"More like she's comfortable falling asleep while she's with you."
J.R. wants to go back to the medbay and lay down. As she stood up, she caught Jamie twitching in her sleep.
"Shit," she mumbled.
"It's fine, J.R., I can take care of her," I assure her before I got up and head towards the stairs.

J.R. POV
"Crosshairs, help me upstairs," I requested.
"She's fine-."
"Crosshairs help me..." I tried to demand but ended up crying.
I can't believe things are getting worse.
I was unaware Crosshairs is sitting on the couch, holding me on his lap, hugging me.
"I told you three things go downhill fast," he tells Izzy, Tessa, and Vivian.
"Let's leave them alone," Bee tells them, and they walk away.
"J.R., everything will be ok."
"No, this will end badly," I sob.
Damn it, I'm like Jayce; I can't stop crying. That's no good period, but with my lung still healing, this might become a serious issue.
"Help me," I hear Crosshairs say before he stands up and starts walking. My vision is blurry from crying, but there's nowhere I can be taken but the medbay in my current condition.

"Stop, you need to calm down," Drift says as he wipes the tears from my eyes. I hear the concern in his voice.
"Should we do it now? Who knows if she's causing more damage."
"Let me try the method that seems to work. Get the syringe ready just in case."
"Five minutes," Crosshairs tells Drift before going to the counter.
Drift moves me onto his lap and starts moving in a slow, rocking motion.
Two minutes pass, I'm getting more upset that I can't stop crying.
"She will not stop, do it, Crosshairs."

Jayce POV
They don't know I hear the whole situation. Hearing J.R. is crying uncontrollably is bad enough, but her breathing once the drug kicks in isn't good. I have to help.
"That's not good," Crosshairs observes, worry in his voice.
"It's not," I tell them as I grab the stethoscope. I know they're watching, worried as I listen to J.R.'s lungs, "sounds fine, but I'm putting her on a little oxygen."
I also put her on the monitor.
"That's not good," Drift frets.
J.R.'s heart rate is elevated, and she's breathing a little fast. I do a chest x-ray.
"She didn't cause more damage to her lung. This is because her lung is still healing."
With that, the two mechs insisted I eat, but I can't stay away from J.R.
"Then I'll get Cade," Crosshairs says and pulls out his phone.
"No, leave her, Crosshairs."
I watch Drift get a nutrition drink from the fridge, thinking the only reason Drift is doing this instead of trying to get me to eat food is because of my uncontrollable crying. He thinks it's something new we'll be dealing with.
"It's ok," he says after I lunge myself onto him as he tries to hand me the bottle. He has me sit on the floor with him; Crosshairs sits next to him. Bumblebee and Hound walk in soon afterward. Without asking what's going on, they sit on the floor with us. The four of them try to comfort me to keep me from crying.
It's embarrassing I've gotten to this point even if some adults struggle this bad mentally and say the more support, the better.

Hound POV
Damn it, I can't believe how bad Jayce is getting. This isn't just her terrifying thoughts, she's getting stressed, but she doesn't want to leave J.R. alone.
"Jayce, look at me," I start, waiting for her to look at me, "I know we've said this so many times, but we'll get over this. You need to stop stressing; we've thought of everything. We have everything taken care of, so Jamie won't find out," I assure her.
"You see how stressed she is after what I did?"
"It's ok; I've been making sure she relaxes after taking care of J.R.," Drift assures her.
We didn't know the three girls were at the door until Vivian stood next to me and spoke.
"I think leaving the base for a while will help you," she says.
"No," Jayce cries.
Crosshairs requests Izzy, Tessa, and Vivian to come with him out of the room; something happened to J.R., and it's not good. She didn't fall asleep on her own. Bumblebee and I follow the four of them out of the room.

"... they're both dealing with uncontrollable crying, and with her lung injury, Drift and I had to use drugs Instead of trying to calm her the usual way. She was breathing fast, and her heart rate was elevated. Though Jayce sounded calm while making sure she was ok, I think she was panicking in her mind," Crosshairs explains.
"That's worse than having a panic attack. The uncontrollable crying isn't good either," I fret.
"You're not giving up, are you?" Izzy asks
"I don't know," Crosshairs sighs, "do you know she tried to end her life several times? She's distracted with J.R.'s injuries, but when J.R. heals..."
"In two months, I know it's exhausting taking care of the three girls, but I think we can help Jayce and J.R.," Tessa tries to be encouraging though her tone was more demanding. She's right; we can try harder to help Jayce while she's distracted worried about J.R. I hate how we unofficially set an end date to help her. Though I'm certain we'll keep going past the two months period, it still sucks. We agreed to wait until Cade and Drift can join us to talk about what we could try to help Jayce, but there's very little we can do.

We all walk back into the room, alarmed by what we're seeing.
"Did she have another seizure?" Crosshairs asks, alarmed.
"Shh, no, she fell asleep," Drift whispers.
No one asks why he's still holding her while sitting on the floor. Everyone but Crosshairs leaves the room.

Crosshairs POV
Sitting by Drift, we both look at Jayce and J.R., wondering what else we can do? That dreaded conversation seems to get closer to happening.
"These two will be asleep for at least two hours. I want to see if holding Jayce will help keep her calm."
I know Drift is getting worried about Jamie seeing all this. Without saying a word, I leave the room and head to Jamie's room.

Bumblebee is already in the room, sitting at the desk.
"I thought you'd stay in the medbay. I knew Drift would worry about Jamie, so I came here, though she's likely going to go to the medbay and check on J.R. when she wakes up."
"I don't know what we're going to do about that. If Jayce and J.R. cry uncontrollably now. I don't want her seeing that."
"Good luck with that; even with Cade being able to take care of J.R., she's going to insist on making sure J.R. is healing well."
With Bee sitting in the room, I return to the medbay.

J.R. is doing better, heart rate as it should be, and breathing normally though she still needs oxygen. Hard to say if she caused more damage or this is just because she's still healing. What's going to be tricky is her uncontrollable crying. We can't keep her sedated either. She needs to move around as her ribs heal.
By now, Drift is laying on the other bed with Jayce. I sit on the chair by J.R.'s bed, waiting for her to wake up or either Cade or Jamie to walk in.

Five hours late

Jamie POV
I waited until after dinner to check on J.R. I know Crosshairs has been with her and would have gotten Cade or me if there's a problem he's not sure how to handle. What bothers me about the Autobots' medical knowledge is they had to learn all that stuff because of my illness, not because they thought it would be a good idea.
J.R. is doing good but needs a little oxygen. For now, it's not a complication. She might even get off oxygen tomorrow. Even if that's not the case, we have an oxygen condenser, so J.R. isn't stuck in bed. Good for her as her ribs heal, though it means more work helping her to the couch, which J.R. will not like.

Everyone but Jayce wants to watch a movie. Drift goes with Jayce up to her room. I can't believe how bad she's beating herself over J.R.'s injuries. I try to follow them, but Crosshairs stops me and has me sit with him.

Drift POV
Jayce is dealing with abdominal pain while she's upset. Her pain has gotten worse, than her emotional pain no longer masks it.
She let me feel her abdomen, nothing felt wrong, but I better tell Cade.
"You're going to deal with the pain, aren't you?" I asked.
"Nothing will help with this," she replies as she moves to lie on her stomach.
I should have grabbed a bottle of nutrition drink before following her up to her room. Cade comes on ten minutes later with one.
"She let you come upstairs without trying to come with you?" I asked.
"Crosshairs kept her distracted. Are you ok, Jayce?"
"Yes," she replies, but it's clear she's in pain.
"There are no obvious signs something else is causing her pain," I inform Cade before getting Jayce to sit up and drink the nutrition drink.
"You need to relax; we have everything under control," Cade says before leaving the room.
"He's right; we have everything under control; there's no need for you to be this stressed. You're giving yourself unnecessary pain."
I couldn't hide how upsetting this is to see.
It's not long before Jayce has to lie on her stomach. I hate there are no signs she's recovering mentally. Instead, it seems she's getting worse, and the dreaded conversation is getting closer to happening.
Please let this end in a good way.