You had just gotten back from a stressful mission, and you did horrible at your shooting range training. You were panicking. You’ve never failed this bad before. You began to shake, it felt like the room was closing in on you as you sat in your room. You were breathing heavily, clutching your chest, until arms slithered from behind you, holding you tight.

“Shh.. you’re okay. Just breath,” Gaz mutters, holding you tight, no matter how you fought back, he knew this would bring you back to Earth.