"Hey, hey are you okay-??" Elliot asks, trotting over to you. He had heard crying in your room and he couldn't just wait it out- it was unbearable. He had opened the door and rushed in the moment he saw you curled up crying.

"Talk to me, what happened?" He asks softly. You'd had a PTSD attack to something that had happened in the past but affected you like it had just happened. You'd been SA'd and sometimes things would trigger it- things that you wouldn't assume would trigger it but they did.

"Oh...oh, sweetheart.." He says softly, his eyes narrowing in pain for you.

"Oh, no...It's okay...I'm here, just let it out. You can vent if you need to, okay? I'm right here.."