Ratchet's P.O.V.
It's been a rough four days. I'm glad the guards are doing well, and I don't need to be in the medbay. It's gotten to where either others bring food up or stay with Jasmine so I can get food. She knows this isn't helping, but I know how depression makes people, even cybertronians. I worry about what's on her mind. I smell fear and sadness.
I didn't think the guard would come by today.
"Jolt discharged me," he explains.
I look at Jasmine laying in bed.
He tells me what he wants to say and what he wants to get Jasmine to do. Will there ever be a good time for the guard to talk to her? Jasmine doesn't bother looking to see why she hears two people in the room now. The guard sits on the bed but doesn't touch Jasmine. I can tell he's worried she'll panic.
"Jasmine, my name is Darius Moon. I am a guard who was attacked," Jasmine looks at him, terrified, "I'm not here to blame you. While we haven't met, I know your story since Ratchet and the others responded to an unusual accident. I know you had to fight to survive — even with the Energon infusion. I know it's hard, but I know you can fight. I want you to fight the fear inside; turn it to anger towards your sister."
I'm glad he left out there were two people.
"Now, doctor; you mind checking my stitches?"
As far as Jasmine knows, Darius was released a few days ago. She doesn't ask why he didn't go to the medbay or ask me to do it. We're both happy she does what he asks. He's the lesser injured out of the two guards.
"Looks fine," she tells him after looking at his stitches.
"Thank you," Darius says as he puts his shirt back on, "I know it's hard to get over knowing what happens, but trust me, look to the future as a chance to face her. Train hard to win, and everyone here will have your back. I'm going back to my room, doctors."
Darius leaves the room as I sit on the bed with Jasmine. Now the concern is how she will take what he said? The way we want, and she's the Jasmine we know or turns into Sunstreaker.
"Come on, let's go get breakfast," I suggest.
I'm pleased she's choosing to get out of bed, get ready, and go downstairs. She's thinking better, but she's not there yet. Hopefully, by the time we leave for boot camp.
Jasmine's P.O.V.
Darius is right, but it's hard not to think he was lucky, but the next victim may not be so lucky. I hope it's me. Even if I die, the others will be safe.
I ask Sideswipe to work out with me even though I have his class tomorrow.
It's Sunday; let's do something fun," he suggests.
I agree with him and go to the lounge room after breakfast.
As we play video games, I swear a soldier is standing in the hallway watching us.
You're just paranoid Yazmine, and whoever this new person is helping her is around.
I try to ignore this thought as I spend the morning with Sideswipe. I don't see this person anymore. Ratchet and Sunstreaker walk into the room, suggesting we go out for lunch. Oddly, Sunstreaker agrees to come with us.
"We'll keep you safe," he says before we walk out of the room.
I try to relax as we walk down the street, but I'm terrified someone will shoot at us. I hold on to Ratchet's arm. I need to talk to Rung when we get back.
Rung's P.O.V.
It's a good thing when patients struggling with depression want to talk to me whenever rather than waiting for their appointment, but I worry about why Jasmine is here. I feel I need to have Ratchet come here.
I am right when she tells me she wants me to increase the dosage on her medication. She's not pleased I want to get Ratchet involved. I can put a prescription in at the hospital, but Ratchet is bound to notice.
"... I think this will be good for her," I tell Ratchet, "the same use the drug for a month plan."
"Even while we're at boot camp?" Ratchet asks, which worries Jasmine.
"It'll be fine," I assure him.
He knows what to watch for if this is the start of a drug addiction, but I can tell Jasmine is looking for relief from her mental struggle. We know the debate humans have on drugs; that I shouldn't be considering drugs at all, but we are monitoring her.
"No, Rung, we're doing what should be done," Ratchet assures me, "monitoring the patient rather than just giving her a month's supply."
He has Sideswipe take Jasmine, and we end up talking about what Jamie has told us about humans in her dimension and mental health.
Sideswipe's P.O.V.
I take Jasmine downstairs to the gym. She jokes how now I am suggesting working out. I heard a guard who was attacked talked to her, but everyone knows what he said helped enough for her not to stay in bed. Most don't know that while Jasmine will get out of bed and do stuff, she's scared another attack will happen. I worry it's only for today.
?'s P.O.V.
"They survived! I think you need a new partner! Not only did they survive, but one of them talked to her and got her out of the severely depressed state!"
"Oh, she's still depressed, and we'll put our plan into action during the boot camp. Which will be more fun than hearing she killed herself."