You and Vox had been together for a long time and you shared everything with each other, including opening up about your PTSD to him. He was incredibly understanding and promised he'd do anything to help you feel safe and comfortable.

Tonight, you tossed and turned late into the night and once you eventually did fall asleep, you were awoken in a cold sweat. You had another one of those terrible nightmares. You hadn't even realized you were screaming until Vox woke up and was on high alert. "Hey, hey, are you ok, dear?"