Drift's P.O.V.
We've been dealing with what Crosshairs and I worried would happen. Sunstreaker wants to know how the week in Jamie's dimension went. It's been a rough week and he'll be pissed. Actually, I think everyone will be pissed if they knew what happened all week. I had a hard enough time keeping Crosshairs from yelling at Jamie's family. I can't believe this, twenty-nine years old and Jamie is dealing with this shit. Then what Jamie's mom said. Jamie doesn't want to say we're together to anyone. With Jamie's family, I understand why, but with what her mom said. I already feel bad not giving Jamie what she wants. Now this scrap.
"Drift?" Crosshairs asks.
"I-I can't believe she said that," I try to say without tearing up, but fail.
Glad Lightning took Jamie downstairs. I hope Jamie isn't being difficult.
Crosshairs' P.O.V.
This isn't the first time Drift is crying after Thanksgiving day with Jamie's family. He waited until Jamie fell asleep when we got back to her house to cry. After dealing with her crying. I'm so tired of this. I'd do anything to help my family.
Drift takes a while to calm down. I have him take a shower. That's just going to clear the evidence that he's been crying, rather than help him relax this time.
Crosshairs: how is she?
Lightning: fine & eating. Lily is already asking to do art with her. Sunstreaker isn't sure.
Crosshairs: you know not to force her.
A few minutes pass before Lightning tells me Jamie wants to do art and will try to keep her busy for a few hours. Not like it matters. No way Drift is going to stop thinking about what Jamie's mom said. He was struggling before that day. It's not like I'm not thinking about this scrap nonstop.
Drift still won't try meditating. I'm relieved he's not dealing with nightmares. He lies on his bed, doing something on his phone. I do the same, laying on my bed, waiting for Lightning to text me that Jamie is not doing good. She knows to be careful with Jamie.
Drift and I question if there's a problem and Lightning is trying to deal with it herself when we realize the two femmes haven't come back in two hours. We know most — human and Autobot — would say we're worrying too much, and maybe we are, but with how Jamie's mental state has been, it's hard not to worry. Even if Lightning tells us, Jamie is doing fine.
Drift's P.O.V.
Jamie was doing fine for a few hours, but it's a concern when Lightning comes back carrying Jamie who's upset. What's concerning is she gives Crosshairs Jamie's phone before passing Jamie to me. Crosshairs and Lightning go into the bathroom. I hate how Jamie won't talk to me, and I have to wait until tonight to talk to Crosshairs and Lightning. I sit on my bed, hugging Jamie close. It's concerning she's hugging me with a tight grip.
The rest of the day is a challenge. It's clear something is bothering Jamie. From Crosshairs' expression, I worry this is something new.
Once Jamie is asleep, Crosshairs and I have Lightning come to our room. What she shows me on Jamie's phone is concerning. It's unfortunate what happened, and a reminder humans have no fragging clue about human mental health and how scrap can affect them decades later.
"I worry about what she's thinking," Crosshairs says, "even if it's nothing we can change and all we'd be doing is making her cry."
I know Crosshairs doesn't like we're going to make Jamie cry, but he's right. Considering what happened, we need to talk to Jamie.
"... I know they don't like when we consider how Jamie is doing, but I'd rather not have a Christmas party this year," I hear Ironhide while walking down the hall. I see several Autobots talking to Optimus and Lennox — or more like agreeing with Ironhide. I will not join the conversation. If I join in, the conversation won't be just about Christmas.
Jamie's P.O.V.
Crosshairs and Drift rarely want to talk to me about my mental health, and while the argument is that I should be happy to talk about my mental health and what's on my mind, but I've learned never to talk about it. Besides, there's nothing they can do to help me, so why bother? When my family has no problem how my life should be, and everything I am only to watch others achieve.
Crosshairs' P.O.V.
Drift and I know what's coming, but we need to get Jamie to talk to us. We talked about doing this last night, early enough that I could go to Panera Bread, but I doubt cookies will help.
"No, I'm done trying to make friends. I only hurt people. You two are soldiers and should be fighting this war."
I suspect there's more she wants to say, and judging by the way Drift looks at me, he is thinking the same along with we're done talking now that Jamie is crying. Drift and I don't have to say anything to each other and still know what the other is thinking. We try to calm her down while sitting on the bed, Drift holding her, bur this is one of those times when we end up laying on the bed, with Jamie between us. I always lay behind her, but I'm still able to help get her to calm down. Even though it's only ten in the morning, Jamie will be asleep.
It's a rough twenty minutes before Jamie is asleep. Drift sighs as he covers her with a blanket.
"I can't believe this. What she said and didn't say, but we know," Drift says, "h-how long before we lose her?"
"We'll take care of her."
I hug him, hoping to keep him from crying.
I also fear we'll lose Jamie. With her mental health, I remember Drift saying we lost her. He doesn't think we'll be able to help her. Before he was thinking as in Jamie's mental state will not be like before or any better, but now he worries she'll end up dead soon. It's going to be months before she's like she was even eight months ago. While she wasn't doing great then, she was doing better than now. There's a lot to work on that feels out of our control. The rest of the month will not be any better and I feel like we need a damn miracle for things to be better in the new year.
