SOOOO I am not a therapist or a psychologist or whatever also I don't have a lot of personal experience with these matters but I hope my depiction of this was satisfactory. Also I'll explain why WASABI later but don't get cray, there wont be any hiro/wasabi or anything he's just very knowledgeable. Like yeah totally. I tried really but it is now 3am soooo.

Disclaimer: disclaiming myself as ownership bc i'm not. the owner. dont sue plz i dont have enough for a good lawer so i def dont have enough for a lawsuit...

Harsh pounding of rain against glass could be heard on the sunroof in the expensive hotel Fred booked for the group of heroes on their trip to London. Fred had already been to the city a few times before and was excited to travel with them for a vacation. The other SFIT students were booked at a slightly less expensive place down the street, but Fred's dad had decided he and his friends should stay at his favorite hotel, so here they were.

Hiro climbed onto the expensive bed and wrapped himself into the blankets while the others ordered room service or something. He flipped on the television to help him sleep, for he was especially tired from all the activity at the institute today. He almost forgot he was changing channels if something hadn't caught his attention.

On the screen, there was a serious looking woman speaking into the camera. He guessed it was the reporter by the microphone in her hand. Sitting up, Hiro watched with rapt attention to the 50-55 car pile-up with a big semi in the middle. This wouldn't be something he normally paid attention to, but if anyone was in trouble he was going to bust out Baymax, who currently sat in his suitcase against everyone's advisement. He knew it would just confirm everyone's suspicions on who they really were, but he would rather his identity be outed than have anyone get hurt.

On reflex, Hiro covered his ears, laid back, and looked away when the semi exploded, sending the entire pile-up into flames. Hiro saw flames before his eyes and glass shattering as an explosion rocked an entire building, one with Tadashi inside. He had gotten over this, he thought. The flames are not real, they are far away and I am safe in bed.

"Hiro? I can hear that in the- oh my god! Guys come see this!" Hiro glanced up when Honey Lemon walked in the room, though she didn't seem to notice him subtly cowering where he lay. He quickly recomposed himself as the rest of the group entered the room.

"Wow, that looks bad."

"I hope everyone got out alright."

"How could that have started?"

Everyone was staring at the T.V. with the attention Hiro originally had as the reporter began cowering and speaking more frantically.

"Witness reports say the truck had been driving along when a bright green light appeared and the truck began to spin out of control. Police on the scene have confirmed a total of 30 survivors definitely retrieved from their cars before the explosion you saw before you. One witness speculated some form of truck malfunction, though another claims they saw the driver seize up and fall limp at the wheel. All claims can be neither confirmed nor denied at this time, and we can only speculate on the cause of this disastrous crash." The reporter thanked the anchors and let them continue coverage of the story.

"Thank you, Ellen, for your on ground coverage. No official reports have been released by the police, but our team has been told that currently there are 15 unknown victims, and 16 confirmed dead. They cannot be sure of that count right now, with the explosion of the cars, but we shall report more back to you as soon as we know. We'll go to break as we wait."

The group of friends sat stunned by the destruction they witnessed on screen and watched as a commercial for pepsi came on. Hiro couldn't think about much besides any people stuck in those cars, burning alive or being blown apart by the explosion. All he could see was dark haired men in baseball caps telling him that Callaghan's in there. Someone has to help.

"Hiro are you alright?"

For the first time in years, Dumbledore was stunned speechless by a group of muggles. Of muggle children, no less. Well, young adults he supposed, but to him everyone was still a child. The technology muggles have come up with in the past few years almost rivals many low level magical spells. The one boy who could control the army of tiny robots was fascinating, and he was the youngest one there!

Out of all of the things he expected to see on his trip, Walden Macnair was not one of them. Dumbledore was no fool, he knew he worked for Tom willingly during the first wizarding world war. Seeing him at this event was very suspicious. No Death Eater would come to a muggle event like this without reason. Albus realized, when he watched the youngest robotics engineer like a hawk, that there was going to be a problem very soon. Although Albus wanted the heroes to pass through the city undetected and unprovoked, it would seem that he would have to approach them first. Now he just had to worry about the new ministry official coming to watch the school and the wards protecting Hogwarts from muggle eyes.

That won't be too hard.

It felt like someone was choking him. Like harsh hands wrapped around his neck and he kept trying to pull air in and in and in but all that came in was waves of cold shaking his already trembling body. He didn't know how he could feel so cold when he felt so hot. The flames were burning red and hot surrounding him with terror. Still, there were those two invisible hands, keeping him from sucking in what he so desperately needed. Suddenly the hands on his neck were also on his back and he flinched violently away and they immediately retracted.

He could hear someone talking and why was it so loud in here and was that fire?

"No, don't touch him. Just let me talk to him. Hiro? You're having a panic attack. I need you to concentrate on breathing. Can you hear me? Breath Hiro, breath. With me, in, and out. In, and out."

In, and out. In, and out. In, and out. When did Wasabi get here? He was going to burn just like Tadashi! In, and out. In, and out.

"There you go Hiro, breath. You can do this. What do you need Hiro? Do you need me to get you anything?"

Hiro realized there were no flames. Where did they go? There were no hands either. He could breath. In, and out. In, and out. In, and out. Oh! Hiro was having a panic attack. He understood now. He'd never had one so bad before. Hiro realized Wasabi was still expecting an answer.

"I'm just…. I don't know…." Hiro realized it wasn't as easy to speak while he was still panting heavily. Wasabi looked like he understood anyway.

"Do you want me to get you some water?" Hiro just nodded watching him stand from the bed and when did everyone else get in the room? Why did they look so scared? Hiro started to feel those hands begin to wrap around his throat again until Wasabi came back, a glass in his hands. Everyone else was gone from his mind and all he saw was Wasabi. He supposed that's what tunnel vision was?

"Here you go Hiro. You're doing a good job. Concentrate on your breathing." Hiro did as he was told and breathed in and out. Where did the water go? Oh, Wasabi placed it on the nightstand. "You don't have to drink it now, it's only there for when you are ready. I'm proud of you Hiro." Hiro finally slowed his frantic ins and outs and felt his body start to feel almost numb. He closed his eyes and focused on this, unwrapping his arms from his knees.

Hiro brought his hands to his face and when had he started crying? He wiped the tears off and ran his hand through his hair a few times. Wasabi was sitting on the bed in front of him and Hiro jumped forward, wrapping his arms around his larger body and Wasabi returned the hug.

Hiro and Wasabi sat like that for a moment until he was fully calm, though his arms and legs felt like jello and he thought he was going to collapse any second. Looking up, Hiro noticed the others had left the room, not that he was really complaining. They all looked so terrified. Wasabi didn't though, he looked calm. Hiro quickly became very grateful of the glass of water and drank the whole glass down.

"Ok Hiro, are you doing better?" Wasabi still looked calm but Hiro could sense an underlying fear. Well, it seemed more like worry.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm just so tired." Wasabi looked like he understood and stood up, wrapping Hiro up in his blankets and leaving him to rest off his panic. Hiro, unfortunately, did not have this luxury.