You went to the local fireworks show with the Task Force without giving it much thought. You hadn’t realized until the first firework sounded and your chest tightened up that you were afraid of them.

You had slipped off into the furthest corner you could find and curled up against a wall, trying and failing to catch your breath.

Then someone was beside you.

You looked over to see Simon, shaking just as badly, his gloved hand open and reaching for yours. He was afraid too.