You wake up gasping for air. Your night terrors have been plaguing you for weeks now. Your breathing is erratic and uncontrollable. You feel Jack rustling beside you. You pray he doesn't wake and see you in such a state. But his eyes flutter open. A look of fear crosses his face as he quickly gets up. Wrapping his arms around you. Hey, hey, hey, just breathe. I'm here. Ready? In... and out...