How to tell your sweetheart is having a hard time: When you wake up and not only see her already out of bed, but you come down to eat breakfast and see her looking really sad at her tea.

'Hey, what's up?' Granger asked.

'Nothing much. I couldn't sleep, so I got up and came down here, and have made myself some tea. Not all that great.' Hetty gloomly replied.

'But there's clearly something up. I mean, don't get offended, but you look awful.'

Hetty sighed. 'Had another nightmare. I was in a really dark place, cramped, all alone, in pain, smelling horrid, I saw a brief flash of light, and then I was forcefully kicked to the ground. (sighs). And the worst part is, it actually happened, in a way. I suppose I never told you that 1 of the things that was done to me in that awful place was being locked in a barrel for what felt like a very long time.'

Rubbing her hand. 'You told me once, but you were mostly rambling. But, never the less, that was the past. Try to get past that.' Granger gently advised.

'It's not that simple, Owen. I would think you would remember that given your own experience with captivity.' Hetty sadly replied.

'I know it's not, but you should try and move past it gven how long it's been since you were rescued. It might help you feel better.'

'I have scars on my back that can never truly fade away. If I could fully put it all behind me, I would find a way. Now if you'll excuse me, I should get ready for work.' Then she shuffled off.

Granger did understand her pain. But at the same time, he couldn't stand still seeing her so traumatized even though the incident was 2 years ago!

At work.

'You're basically the expert in living with trauma, what can I do to help her?' He asked Callen.

'Trauma is a tricky thing. And personally, depending on how bad the trauma is, I don't think it ever fully leaves. And believe me, I hate seeing Hetty struggle just like you, but some things are just out of our control.' Callen replied.

'Some times she wakes up at night and doesn't come back to bed, then I come downstairs and find her either asleep on the couch or looking like she barely slept. And it just really sucks that I can't prevent her from having those kind of bad dreams! I just feel so helpless sometimes with trying to help her.'

'I get the feeling. Best you can do is just be there for her when she needs a friend.'

Granger had heard that several times before, and while he didn't like hearing it most of the time because he feli like there was more he could do, he knew it was the truth.

That night, at home.

'Ooh! What's with the pretty flowers?' Hetty asked when she saw the flowers on the table.

'They are from me, as my way of making up for this morning. I even left a note with them.' Granger replied.

The note said:

'If I could chase away your bad dreams, I would. But sadly, all I can do is help you when you wake up from them. I hope that's enough.'

Feeling so touched, she went over to hug Granger.

'It's more then enough!' She cried, shedding a tear.

'I hate seeing you still struggle with what happened because I love you and I wish I could do more.' He replied.

'You're doing all you can, and I love and appreciate you for it, so much! Please don't feel like you're not doing enough to help.'

'I'll try.'