Drift POV
I've spent the past week trying to help Jayce. I continue to use sleep aide drugs so she can sleep all night but then I have the other problems to help her with. Mornings are rough. She has a panic attack every morning, no matter what I say to prevent them. We all think this is her mental state getting worse before she gets better. Even if this is true, I don't like this. She has a hard time keeping calm. Crosshairs helps when he can.

Jayce is awake by eight. By now, Bumblebee is waiting at the door to watch Jamie, though we've lucked out, and she's been sleeping late that I'm able to be with her when she wakes up.
Today, Crosshairs can help me. We're hoping to keep Jayce calm. Crosshairs laid with her while I sat on my knees on the floor. This is a challenge; by now, she knows what will happen, causing her to panic sooner. There's not much we can do that we haven't for the past five months.

Bumblebee POV
I know I should be in Jamie's room, but something tells me these two are going to need help.
"What's going in?" Hound asks.
"Nothing, yet, but I think they're going to need help."
By now, Cade is standing by Hound. We listened to Crosshairs and Drift talk to Jayce for a few minutes. It's working... for now.
I went down to the medbay, expecting J.R. to be asleep.

Finding J.R. awake is fine, but she's been staring at the doors to the medbay. Something's up that she's waiting for Crosshairs, but she's not crying.
"Jayce is a mess again," she frets, "she's getting worse."
"She's being taken care of. You know you're causing your injuries to take longer to heal."
I sit by the bed and held her hand, hoping to keep her calm.

Cade came in five minutes later and checked over J.R. Cade takes an x-ray every couple of days since J.R. has been crying a lot more, but not as bad as Jayce. Not even Bulma knows of any cases like this, so it's hard to know if J.R.'s crying is causing her delayed healing. Cade pulled up all the x-rays. However, he can't compare them all side by side.
"It's very slow, but she's healing," he tells me as he gets a bottle of nutrition drink.
"You want to go out to the couch?" He asks J.R.
"No," she replies in a sad tone.
"She'll be ok, worrying about her isn't helping either of you," Cade says as he puts the bottle on the table and sits on the chair, and holds her hand. I go to the other side of the bed and hold her hand. Not only will it not be good for her to cry, but I also don't think Cade and I will be able to calm her down.

Hound POV
I figured Bee wouldn't be able to leave J.R. even though Cade is also in the medbay.

It's been quiet in Jayce's room for the past thirty minutes, but I know she didn't fall asleep.
"Come on, let's go get breakfast," Drift says before picking Jayce up. She didn't fight him as he walked out of the room, but I could tell she's distraught.
"I don't know how long she's going to be quiet. Stay with Jamie," Crosshairs instructs me before going down the hall and downstairs.
Jamie could be asleep for another three hours, but we don't want her to see how distraught Jayce is, even if she'll think it's about J.R.'s slow healing.

Crosshairs POV
Sitting on the couch with Jayce laying down, her head on a pillow resting on my lap. Her pain is back, partly why Drift wanted to bring her downstairs, plus to eat. We've lucked out, and even in this terrible state, she will eat a little oatmeal. That's the best we've been able to do, but it's a start to get her back to eating food without forcing. I hope this is the worst she'll be before starting to recover mentally, and this won't last much longer. I know J.R. knows what's been going on the past week, which upsets her. Jayce wants me to see if J.R. can sit on the couch. She lets me talk to Drift about having J.R. sit with Jayce.
"Question is how upset will J R. be if Jayce becomes more distraught? Though it'll be good to get her out here and try to get her to eat food," Drift says.

I go to the medbay, seeing J.R. is having a hard time knowing I went to help with Jayce. It's not that she wants me with her all the time; it's knowing Jayce is struggling that bothers her. Cade moves out of the way so I could hug her.
"Jayce is sitting on the couch. You want to sit with her?" I asked.
"Yes," J.R. replies, but I can the fear in her voice. She's afraid she'll watch Jayce become more distraught. J.R. should be pain-free for another three hours.

Bumblebee helps me walk J.R. to the couch. She sits next to Jayce and, once we positioned the IV pole, hugs Jayce.
"You'll be ok," she says.
Drift made breakfast for both girls, though it's a small amount of oatmeal. He made the tea he's been making Jayce and the same tea Jamie likes for J.R. J.R. watches Jayce wat for a few minutes before eating.
I turn on the T.V. as Drift goes upstairs.

J.R. POV
Jayce's mental struggle has been a lot worse the past week. I don't know what she goes through, but the fact Crosshairs has had to help Drift tells me Jayce isn't doing good. This shit is supposed to happen in the beginning unless it's like my infection, getting worse before it gets better. I hope that's the case. Even if it is, how long will this last? I worry she's thinking suicide again. I can't ask her either.

Forty-five minutes pass before I can tell Jayce is getting anxious. I elbowed Crosshairs, Hoping he'd look at her. Even though Bee and Cade are still with us, Jayce will do better with Crosshairs. Crosshairs looks at Jayce for a second before sitting next to her and moving her into his lap. I can tell she's shaking as she hugs him. She's terrified this is going to turn into a panic attack. It's a shame the tea Drift makes her doesn't calm her down. A few minutes pass before Crosshairs gets up and carries Jayce upstairs to her room.
"Shit," I mumble before hugging Bee.
I want to run upstairs, but I can't.

One hour later

Drift POV
Damn it; she can't last an hour before getting anxious has a panic attack. Not even noon, and it's been an eventful day. With Jayce asleep, I go to Jamie's room. I find her sitting at the edge of the bed.
Oh, shit, you didn't watch Jayce go through a panic attack, did you?
I can't ask her. I sit on the bed next to her, move her on my lap, and hug her for a few minutes before Crosshairs comes in.
"Going to be a rough afternoon," he says before sitting next to me. Though it's eleven-thirty in the morning, he's right.
"Take her, I'll go make her tea," I say while moving Jamie onto Crosshairs' lap. Jamie doesn't fight me; she hugs Crosshairs as I get up.
Another one of those days.

Crosshairs POV
"What's wrong, Jamie?" I ask, but she doesn't answer me; instead, she cries, "it's ok, no need to cry. Drift is going to be pissed if he's you crying. He'll think I made you cry."
Damn it, my jokes usually work. Though it's true, Drift will not like coming back to his girl crying even if it's nothing I did—just another one of those days emotionally for Jamie. There's always a trigger, but it's not always something that happens. Could be she's thinking about Buddy. She'll never get over his passing, but I hope these days become more infrequent as time goes on. This is a short crying episode, and she stops before Drift returns, but tears still roll down her face. Drift takes Jamie so that I can check on our challenging friends.

Hound is with Jayce as she sleeps. Bee and Cade brought J.R. back to the medbay.
"It's ok, she's sleeping," I assured J.R., trying to keep her from crying. I sit on the chair by the bed and held her.
Even if Jayce's struggle the past week means she's recovering, I don't know if J.R. can take knowing how much more Jayce is struggling. I don't think she'll like knowing Jamie is having a bad day though it's normal for Jamie to have bad days.

Ninety minutes later

J.R. ending up having a panic attack, and I had to put her on oxygen. Cade walks in as I put the mask on her. We talked by the doors.
"Anything we can do about this? She's delaying her healing. How long before she causes more injuries?"
"Aside from heavy sedation, nothing. Can't get her to stop worrying about Jayce. You know I've been taking x-rays every couple of days; she's healing, but it's very slow."
We're interrupted by Jayce walking in, not liking J.R. is on oxygen. I'm able to get her out of the room before J.R. notices.

"You need to relax, J.R. is healing, even if it's slow. You know Cade has informed Bulma, and she's not concerned. J.R. is worried about you, which is a reason she's been crying."
I probably shouldn't have told her she's why J.R. has been crying; I don't think she'll take it as we're worried about her. I knew she'd start crying. I carried her back to her room, closed the door in case this goes downhill, and sat in the bed with Jayce on my lap. Drift comes in ten minutes later, and Jayce is asleep again twenty minutes later.
"How long before she thinks suicide again?" Drift asks.
He's right to be concerned. The past week has been the worst for Jayce, aside from trying to end her life. One of us needs to stay with her, but we have two other girls to worry about.

Three hours later

J.R. POV
Three hours have passed; Jayce is taking a long nap or staying in her room. With no pain medication infusion going, I detached the IV tube from my IV. I need to see if Jayce is ok. The walk to the stairs hurts, and going up the stairs hurts even more.

Jayce POV

"What are you doing?" I tried not to yell as I watched J.R. walk into my room, in unbearable pain. I close the door in case Jamie would come by before getting J.R. to lie on the bed. Did I say unbearable pain? I meant excruciating pain. She screamed as I had her lay down.
"You could have asked me to come down," I say, taking her hand. It's not long before she passes out from the pain.
Before I can even text him, Crosshairs comes in. Not as terrified as I thought he'd be.
"She just passed out," I inform him, "after screaming from pain."
"She's too worried about you. I told her this could happen."
"How the hell did she ignore that much pain?" I started crying by the end of my sentence.
"She wanted to make sure you were ok. She doesn't like that you don't come to see her."
"I know she hates seeing me in my shitty state."
We are interrupted by J.R.'s moan before she cries.
"Go get a sedation syringe," Crosshairs instructs me. I run out of the room and downstairs. Glad there are syringes prepared; I'm back upstairs in under a minute. J.R. is in excruciating pain.
"All right, this will help," he says as he injects her. We still have to wait for the drug to kick in. J.R. is moving around though I think moving makes the pain worse.
"She's going to pee herself," I whisper.
"Likely," Crosshairs replies, not happy about the pain J.R. is in more than how we'll need to change her. I suggest I shower her while she's out. Sure, a bath would be easier, but we can't do that while Jamie's family is home. Crosshairs tries to comfort J.R. as we wait for the drug to work. Hate how no drug works faster than thirty minutes. I frown at the sight of J.R. urinating on the bed. Not because it's my bed but the fact she's in so much pain and lets herself urinate. It feels like an hour before the drug kicks in. Crosshairs carries her to the bathroom as I get a chair.

Crosshairs POV.
I don't like having to strip J.R., but I have to. Damm, I forget how skinny she is. Not skin and bones skinny, but it's obvious she's lost at least fifteen pounds. I don't know if Jayce will freak out, but I can't shower J.R. myself. Jayce comes in with a chair and puts it in the shower. So we don't have a bathtub here, though it would be good for Jamie's back, we have a walk-in shower big enough to fit a chair and two people. However, it's a little cramped. We need to remodel this bathroom. Jayce is more bothered by how red and swollen J.R.'s chest still looks than how she's lost weight. I'm holding J.R. as Jayce washes her.
"She's going to be so pissed if she finds out we did this." Jayce comments.
"We can't leave her in her soiled pants, and this is better. Remember, she was still in pain after the pain medication infusion finished when you helped her with a shower?"
Though this is a lot more work, we agree this is better for J.R.

I laid J.R. in bed in the medbay twenty-five minutes later, and we dressed her. I wait for forJayce to leave to take care of her bedding before checking J.R.'s oxygen level. A little low, but she doesn't need oxygen support.

Drift comes in five minutes later, already knowing what's been going on.
"So, these two going to struggle worse than they have been the past five months before getting better?" Drift sighed, "so Jamie can find out and become our next concern?"
Drift didn't bother hiding how terrified he is about all three girls. I text Hound to check on J.R. in about an hour before getting Drift to come with me out for a walk. Though time at the lake helps, he's able to rush back. I want to get him to destress for a while.
As we're walking, I'm wondering if I should have taken his phone. I doubt Jamie will be a problem.

We return at four; Drift is a lot less stressed. No way we will not stress until this shit is over. Jamie and Jayce are watching T.V. while J.R. is sleeping.
We find out the two girls have been watching T.V. for a half-hour, and Jayce has been relaxed. Hopefully, this is a step towards recovery.