J.R. POV
Jayce had a good four-hour nap. While she was sleeping, I argued with Crosshairs about going out tonight, doing something more than going to dinner. The face he made when I told him I don't give a shit about my pain; Jayce needs help. Crosshairs walked out of the room after that and hasn't come back. The pain medication is wearing off. The pain is uncomfortable that I don't want to move, but it doesn't hurt like I'm dying. With no infusion running, I removed the tube from my IV and attempted to stand up. Ok, now the pain is unbearable. Tears roll down my face, but I walk to the door. Jayce is with Drift somewhere. I hope they're not sitting on the couch or Crosshairs. No one is around, and I can get to the bathroom, though sitting on the toilet hurts.

I want to see if Crosshairs left, but now the pain is worse. Even though it's worse, I'm going up to my room.
I don't know how the hell I made it to my room, onto my bed before passing out.

Crosshairs POV
Not finding J.R. in the medbay is bad. Add the other bots, and Cade tell me they haven't seen her. It's not like she can get far, so it will not be hard to find her. I find her passed out in her room. She wakes up as I sit on my knees by the bed. I don't know what to say. She had her phone and could have texted me the pain is back. The fact she did this, she thinks I'm mad at her. She rolls to her side, so I'm looking at her back. I know she's in a lot of pain and must be biting her tongue to avoid crying.
I need to know how much pain you're in to help you.

Drift will not like hearing what's going on and why J.R. is doing this, but she needs help.
"She said that?" Drift asks.
"Yes, I left the room for longer than I wanted and discovered she made it to her room."
"What?!"
I didn't have to finish before Drift rushed upstairs. I went to the medbay to grab some things.

Drift POV
I can't believe what J.R. did. I can tell she's in pain just by looking at her. I try to figure out how much pain J.R. is in, but she's not saying anything. I'm focused on her, and didn't know Jayce was standing at the doorway until I see her get on the bed, lying next to J.R.
I sit on my knees and let Jayce deal with this. Crosshairs comes in, puts the things he's carrying on the desk, and sits on his knees next to me.

Jayce POV
Crosshairs and Drift know J.R. is in pain, but not sure about how much pain she's in. I can tell from looking at her face, she's in excruciating pain.
You pushed yourself too far.
"Don't touch me," J.R. cries as I take her hand. I don't release her hand, but I won't touch her further.
"Yeah, that gives us our answer, excruciating pain," Drift observes.
I know Crosshairs prepared for this, but the IV is on J.R.'s left wrist, and she's laying in it.
"You have to move to your other side," I tell her.
"No."
Tears roll down J.R.'s face, and I know tears are rolling down my face.
"We have to move her. The pain will not fade on its own," Crosshairs says; I can tell he'd rather not force J.R. to move, but there's no other way to give her pain medication. I tell them to wait cause once we move J.R., she will not pay attention to what I want to say.
"Why did you let the pain get this bad?" I ask, afraid to hear the answer.
"I'll heal even if it's at a snail's pace, but it's looking like you're not recovering mentally. They need to focus on you."
J.R. is crying by the end of her sentence. I don't know what else to say, so I laid down next to her and put my arm around her in a hug, trying to be careful not to cause more pain. Drift started rubbing J.R.'s arm. I think Crosshairs is thinking about what to do about J.R.'s pain. The medication we use can't be injected into the catheter. We're going to have to sedate her to get her down to the medbay.
"Leave her for a while. I have to get back to Jamie," Drift says as he gets up. Crosshairs moves to where Drift was sitting and resumes rubbing J.R.'s arm as Drift was doing.
Ten minutes pass before J.R. falls asleep. Crosshairs leaves her in her room for now. I got a blanket from my room and covered J.R. before leaving the room with Crosshairs.

I sit on the bed in my room, unsure what to think about what J.R. told me. Crosshairs sits on the bed next to me and side hugs me.
"This is all my fault."
"No, Jayce-."
"You, Cade, and the other Autobots have been focused on me; I hurt J.R. causing Jamie to be stressed. For all I know, your keeping it secret that Jamie has nightmares now."
Crosshairs laid me on my bed. I know I caused myself to panic.

Bumblebee POV
Sadly, I'm not surprised Jayce is having a severe panic attack when I walk into the room. I sit on my knees by the bed and help Crosshairs get her to calm down.
Twenty long minutes pass before Jayce calms down, and Crosshairs can hold her.
"Jamie is fine; she still doesn't know exactly what has been going on. I told you she's back to herself, though she's worried about J.R. since she doesn't know why she's healing at a snail's pace, and we know why," Crosshairs explains.
I'm missing something, but I'll ask Crosshairs later. Crosshairs tells me he's taking Jayce out. I hated seeing how distraught Jayce is as Crosshairs carried her downstairs.
Damn, did we lose the little progress she made?

Four hours later

J.R. POV
I wake up to Jayce laying next to me. I realize she's holding my hand. I'm quickly reminded of my pain.
"We need to roll you over to give you a sedative. We can't give you the pain medication here," Jayce tells me.
I'm already in so much pain.
Without warning, Crosshairs moves me to get to my IV catheter. I hate I'm screaming in front of them, especially Jayce. I feel three hands on me as Crosshairs injected the drug into my IV. I assume Jayce moved quickly to help Crosshairs keep me still. A few minutes pass before I feel out of it.
"I see why you waited, even if she's going back to sleep," Jayce comments.
"Let's go, back to the medbay," Crosshairs says as he picks me up.

"All right, back where you should be," Crosshairs says as he lays me in bed and covers me with the blankets before going to the counter to prepare an IV bag of pain medication. I tell him I want him to lie with me as he hangs the bag. He lies with me once he starts the infusion. With the bed's size, it's more like he's lying on the bed, and I'm lying in him. I'm still not able to lay flat on the bed.

An hour passes before my stomach growls. Crosshairs laughs before carefully moving me so he can get off the bed. I was expecting him to tell me he wants me to eat food, but he went right to the fridge with the nutrition drinks. He sits on the chair by the bed before giving me the bottle.

Ten minutes pass before we hear the door open and close. Jayce stands next to Crosshairs.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
The look I got, apparently I wasn't supposed to say anything.
"Jayce," Crosshairs says, trying to sound encouraging more than demanding.
"I want to sleep in here," she says, afraid Crosshairs will tell her no.
Drift walks on before Crosshairs can say anything. Both mechs are concerned about Jayce's nightmares and panic attacks waking me up. I suggested they use sleep aide, not so she can sleep here, but so she'll sleep all night. I know they're tire of using sleep aide, and Jayce could become dependent on the drug or the drug no longer will be effective, but it's hard to do anything to help Jayce recover mentally if she's exhausted.
I have her lay on me for now. I'm sure this helps her, though if there was room, she'd be lying next to me. I can't move to my side to make room. The two mechs have yet to decide, or they have and won't tell Jayce and me. I got my tablet so I could watch T.V. with Jayce.

After two hours of watching T.V., Jayce is relaxed, and having a hard time staying awake.
"Come on, time for bed," Drift says as he picks Jayce up. I'm expecting Jayce to fight him. Either she's too exhausted or doesn't want to bother fighting him. Sure, I'm watching Drift lay her in the other bed, but the two mechs didn't tell us they're letting her sleep here.
I watch Crosshairs walk over to the bed and hand Drift a syringe. So they are letting Jayce sleep here and using sleep aide.
"Good night," Drift says as he injects the drug. I watched Jayce get comfortable before the drug kicks in. She's out ten minutes later.

The next day

Good, Jayce got eleven hours of sleep before waking up. Not sure if she was happy she slept so long or that she was still in the medbay with me. I've been up for three hours, thinking about what to do to help Jayce.
Crosshairs and Drift have us go out to the kitchen and sit at the table. There's no infusion going, so it's a little easier for me to get to the table, but I still need Crosshairs for support. Jamie and Bumblebee come down soon after I sit down. At least Jayce is eating food during breakfast, though Jamie might question how little Jayce and I eat. Though she's one to talk, she rarely eats breakfast. Though I get Crosshairs and Drift's concern about mine and Jayce's eating habits for the past four months.

Jamie POV
After breakfast, we moved to the couch, though I want to look at J.R.'s chest; I can do that later. Looks like a lazy morning before I do some work. I notice Jayce has been worried about J.R. and has been with her most of the time. I've never seen Jayce feel this guilty about something. Crosshairs must know since he's with J.R. for sixteen hours a day, though I doubt he sleeps in his quarters.

Two hours pass before I notice Jayce starting to appear anxious. That's odd; what's even odder us both Crosshairs and J.R. take her to the medbay. Sure, Crosshairs would help J.R. to the medbay if her pain is returning, but they both took Jayce there. I'm not even going to bother them. If they need Cade or me, they'll get us.

While enjoying sitting on Drift's lap, I realize Cad and the Autobots have been staying here a year. Surely, they'd leave if Optimus Prime contacted them about a mission, and hopefully, Jayce, J.R., and I could join them. I love that they're here, but I'm reminded of the reasons why they came here in the first place, and it's not a good reason. I'd rather they came here and stayed for a year because they wanted to and could have. Apparently, I'm showing how unhappy I am about why they came here since Drift is pulling me in for a tighter hug.
"Jayce and J.R. are ok. I love being here with you. I should have thought of staying here sooner."
I love seeing his smile. I try to break free to get to the medbay.
"Leave them; come on."
He stands up, still holding me, and goes upstairs to my room.

"You need to relax, Crosshairs is taking care of J.R., and we're helping Jayce deal with what she did," Drift says as he sits on the bed.
"Something else is bothering Jayce; I've never seen her that guilty over something."
Drift assured me the two girls are ok. I returned to my writing project while Drift went down to the medbay.

Drift POV
Jamie always worries about her friends, but I worry she's going to find out what's been going on. I looked through the window on the door to the medbay. Looks like a therapy session in the room, so I'll leave them alone.
Not even five minutes after I sit on the couch, Crosshairs comes out and tells me he needs help with Jayce.
Fuck.
Crosshairs adds Jayce is calm, but I need to be a part of the therapy session.

Jayce is laying on J.R., who is rubbing her back. Tears roll down Jayce's face.
"I take it she had an anxiety attack?" I whisper.
"Yes," Crosshairs sighs, "at least she didn't take long to calm down."
I sit on the chair by the bed and held Jayce's hand. I'll wait a few minutes before getting her off J.R.
"I have to go home," Jayce mumbles.
"No, I think you need to spend more time with Jamie to realize she's doing better. We have told you many times she's back to what's normal for her," J.R. tells her, "you know how heartbroken she'd be if we have to tell her you're going home and never coming back."
We know Jayce can't control when she gets anxious, so we develop a plan to help her while we deal with her anxiety. I have a plan for her abdominal pain.
An hour passes before both Jayce and J.R. are asleep.
"Leave her," Crosshairs tells me.
I cover the two girls with a blanket. I'm not sure how this will turn out, and Jamie is working, so I'm staying here. We end up talking about our three ladies, hoping this shit will end soon and in a good way.