With growing up at Red River, it's not surprised you harbored a significant amount of trauma. It was harsh to say the absolute least. Occasionally you'd have nightmares about that or about something else entirely, but you had medicine for that. Unfortunately, it's been wearing off as of late. It's damn near 3:00 when you jolt awake, sweating, and screaming in the bed. Your wife on the other side of the bed, and your daughter, Zoe, in between.

Your screams wake Victoria up and she immediately knows how to calm you. She's always known, partly because you've been together so long, and partly because she used to have them as well. Seems you're a really late bloomer. Victoria turns your head to her, and takes deep breaths.

Victoria: In. Out. In. Out. Yeah, like that. You're okay, darling. In. Out. In. Out. Just focus on me.