J.R. POV
I've tried to help Drift the past three days when Jayce gets anxious while in the medbay. I know I'm asking to see a panic attack or seizure, but I have to help.
"I'm not letting Jayce in here," Crosshairs tells me in a stern tone.
"Let her come here, I have to help her," I begged.
"You're not helping yourself heal," Crosshairs raised his voice a little.
I'm in too much pain to get upstairs right now; besides, I'm slow, and Crosshairs can stop me no problem.
"What if I'm helping her? At least I'm healing, though at snail's pace, so far, it's looking like she's not recovering at all."
A few minutes pass before Drift comes in with Jayce, who immediately comes up to me and hugs me. I catch Crosshairs and Drift, leaving the room to talk.
Shit.
"What's wrong?" Jayce asks.
The room is silent, that she hears the door close. She realizes Crosshairs and Drift have left, which is odd.
"Jayce, don't," I say as she walks to the doors. Fuck I'm stuck on the IV as an infusion runs. I watch her open the door a little, enough, so she hears the conversation, but I can't hear anything. It's not a good conversation judging by Jayce's facial expression. A few minutes pass before I watch Jayce take a few steps back, making sure she's against the wall before falling on her butt. I see her shaking. There's more that I'm not seeing.
"DRIFT!"
Both Crosshairs and Drift come in, Drift immediately seeing Jayce.
"Help her," I demand as Crosshairs comes towards the bed.
"What happened?" He asks.
"She was listening to you two."
By now, tears are rolling down my face.
"Shit," Crosshairs looks over at Jayce, not sure if he should help her or me. I pushed him, so he goes to help Jayce.
Only nine in the morning, fuck.
Crosshairs had to have told Drift he doesn't want Jayce in here since watching her struggle upsets me, and my healing is already slow, but with Jayce's mental state, she could have heard something different.

I watch Drift pick up Jayce and sit on the chair by my bed. Crosshairs moves the other chair next to him. Jayce is quiet as tears roll down her face. I wait a few minutes before asking Drift to put her on the bed with me. Jayce cries as I talk to her and hug her.
"... you'll be ok," I finish. Hearing her breathing, I'm hoping she doesn't end up with an anxiety or panic attack. I won't be able to help; Drift steps in, trying to keep her calm. This is the new struggle; Jayce can't stay relaxed for long.
We lucked out; Jayce stayed calm and fell asleep. I covered her with my blanket and tried to go to sleep myself.

Drift POV
We waited for J.R. to fall asleep before leaving the room.
"J.R. might be right, Jayce needs her, but she can't relax, and J.R. hates watching Jayce go through a seizure, anxiety, or panic attack. It's a challenge when Jayce doesn't know what's causing all this."
I worry Jayce will be pushed to her limit again and want to end her life. This can't be the worst before she gets better. She either has a long road ahead or can't recover. She has hurt emotionally from the nightmare situation, and for some reason, Buddy's passing set this reaction. We'll deal with this again but hopefully not for a long time.
"They'll be ok," I hear Crosshairs say, "go to Jamie's room. These two will be asleep for a while."

Crosshairs POV
I watch Drift go upstairs, but he went out to the balcony instead of Jamie's room. He knows I can see him walk the narrow hallway to the balcony door and hear the door slide open and close. He knows what he's doing. Well then, I'll go to Jamie's room. How much longer can he hide how distraught he is from the girls? I know it's a matter of time before I also start having a hard time hiding how distraught I am over this. The others can relax and destress, but Jayce and J.R. have been challenging, and we don't like leaving them alone for long. Oh shit, forget about going to Jamie's room. I'm letting Bee and Hound relax for a while longer, but I forget we need to stay with Jayce unless she's asleep due to being drugged. I'm considering moving Jayce to the other bed since it's guaranteed she'll have a nightmare and nocturnal panic attack, but I also wonder if staying close to J.R. will help.

An hour passes before Jamie walks into the room.
"I already took care of J.R.," I tell her as I pull up the x-ray on the computer. She looks at her two friends sleeping after she looks at the x-ray. Something is bothering her, but I doubt it's seeing her friends sleeping together that's bothering her.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
Then I realized, crud. Drift must have went for a drive, and Jamie wants him. Well, at least this is the first time he's left, and she's unhappy about it. She won't panic like Jayce either.
"Come on."
I pick Jamie up and left the room. She shouldn't start crying, but I don't want to take the chance and end up waking up Jayce and J.R.

Jamie hugs me as soon as I sat on the couch; I hug her and rub her back but say nothing.

"Shit!" I hear Drift say twenty minutes later. By now, I'm laying on the couch with Jamie on top of me, asleep.
"It's fine, Drift, you need to destress. She wasn't difficult."
I was expecting him to take Jamie from me, but he laid on the other couch.

Two hours later

J.R. POV
I feel Jayce moving in her sleep, which wakes me. I get why Crosshairs and Drift kept her on me, and I know they thought of why it would be a bad idea.
"Jayce, you're ok, I'm ok, and Jamie is ok."
I rub her back, knowing this helps calm her, aware she often thinks any touch is happening in her dream. Crosshairs and Drift walk in. I tell them to let me handle Jayce. They know when they'd have to step in.
Jayce takes a few minutes to wake up, looks at me, and starts crying while hugging me the best she can since we're on a bed.
"It's ok," I assure her again.
"I can't take it anymore," she sobs.
I know I'm tearing up hearing that, but I need to help her. She's been saying this for several months, but she always means it. There's been something to distract her for a while, enough that her struggle is nothing compared to whatever is distracting her, but when there's no distraction, she's struggling. Jayce's mental state is complicated. Drift sits on the chair by the bed but continues to watch. I can get her to calm down and stop crying, but tears still roll down her face. I don't think I could have helped her myself the past five months, but I'm hoping by helping Crosshairs and Drift help her, she'll be on the road to recovery.
"Ok, you're going to have to get off me now," I say, having a hard time hiding my pain is back.
"Come here."
Drift takes Jayce off me and holds her on his lap as she hugs him. Crosshairs watches as I deal with the pain. It's too soon to start another infusion; at least my pain is barrable.

Drift POV
I don't know what I'm going to do. Jayce is becoming clingy and has a hard time staying relaxed meanwhile Jamie is having a bad day emotionally and wants me. At least she went back to sleep for a while. I hate how she's not talking. I worry she's thinking about ending her life again. I left the room, carrying Jayce up to her room. I want to get her to talk.

Crosshairs POV
J.R. didn't like Drift left with Jayce. She helped Jayce ten minutes ago, but there's no way she can keep it up. I sat on the chair by the bed and moved her onto my lap. Ten minutes pass before she's hurting.
Crap, too early for another infusion.
I put her back on the bed and got an ice pack.
"Let's see if this will work. It's too early for more pain medication."
She's been healing, though slowly, hopefully enough that ice will help. We want to cut back on how much pain medication we're giving her, even if she's not developing an addiction to the drugs. I'm not sure if it's normal for the ice pack wrapped in a towel to cause more pain at first, or she can't tolerate the cold on her chest. Five minutes pass before J.R. removes the ice pack. I thought the ice wasn't working until J.R. starting getting out of bed.
"No," I scold as she fell into my arms.
Damn it, should have known, with no infusion running, you'd disconnect the tube from your IV.

J.R. Is in pain and having a hard time standing up. I pick her up and sit on the bed. She will not last much longer dealing with the pain.
"At least I'm healing. It doesn't seem Jayce is. I have to help her," she says, tears rolling down her face. I hug her, being careful not to cause more pain as she cries.

Six hours later

Jayce POV
Crosshairs, Drift, and J.R. have been acting like my therapists the past hour as J.R. and I each drink a bottle of nutrition drink. J.R. suggests we watch T.V. with the others. She sits next to me as Crosshairs texts Bumblebee, Cade, and Hound while Drift gets Jamie.

Jamie sits next to me as we watch T.V. I don't know why I'm still dealing with this shit. She's happy and has been for the past two months besides the usual shit she's been dealing with for years. I am dealing with a mental struggle that might never go away. Drift is closely watching me, knowing he might need to get me up to my room fast.

Crosshairs had to bring J.R. back to the medbay three hours later before her pain became unbearable. The rest of us continued to watch T.V. for another hour before I had to go to my room. I knew Drift would follow me, which might be a good thing.

You've got to be kidding me. Everything is fine, Jamie is happy, so why am I starting to get anxious?
I didn't know Drift texted Crosshairs until I saw him walk in, and the two mechs sit on either side of me on the bed, trying to get me to calm down.

Drift POV
Jayce did fine for four hours as we watched T.V. before getting anxious, and she quickly ended up with a panic attack. She took an hour to calm down and another thirty minutes to fall asleep.
"What happened?" Crosshairs asks.
"I don't know, she seemed fine but went upstairs to her room. I knew I had to follow her."
"Is she getting better or not?"
I know Crosshairs isn't asking me but wondering what is going on with Jayce's mental health.
Cade walks in, and we tell him what happened.
"She's possibly making little progress towards recovery, hard to tell."

The three of us watch Jayce sleep for a few minutes before Cade went to his room. Hound walks in soon after and insisted Crosshairs and I destress. Both Jamie and J.R. are asleep, but we don't want to leave the base. How can we destress? This shit has been going in for five months. It's hard to know if Jayce is making any progress towards recovery.

The next day

Hound POV
Finally, I can tell the others Jayce slept all night. Though after having a panic attack, so it's hard to say if it's progress or not. I brought Jayce downstairs to the medbay. J.R. is awake; Crosshairs and Drift were about to bring her out to the couch. Once the two girls were on the couch, distracted with T.V., I told Crosshairs and Drift how Jayce slept all night.
"Well, might be little progress, but I'm not sure since she had a panic attack before falling asleep," Drift says as he makes the two girls oatmeal. Crosshairs agrees this might be a step towards recovery, but the panic attack before falling asleep makes it hard to believe it's progress towards recovery. Crosshairs got the two girls to sit at the table as Drift gave them a bowl of oatmeal before making tea for them.
At least they're both eating though it's not much.
"How is J.R.'s pain?" I ask Crosshairs.
"Fine, for now. I had her in a slow infusion that lasted all night. I'm not sure what I'm going to do during the day."
"It's going to be a rough week. We're nearing six months of this shit," Drift points out.
That hurt my spark. We know most humans would give up on her by now. Most humans would have admitted her to a mental hospital four months ago, and we know they do a terrible job with their patients.
"Maybe J.R. is right. Though I don't think J.R. is all Jayce needed, she's at the point of her recovery where J.R. is helping her. Maybe Jayce has been making progress the past two weeks, though small," Crosshairs comments.
It's tricky to know if Jayce is recovering until the anxiety and panic attacks, and nightmares stop.
"J.R. wants to help, but she ignores her pain," Crosshairs adds.
He and Drift make a plan for the day while I watch the two girls.