It was supposed to be a normal mission. But it escalated, and now, Joker's goons were storming the place. The entire team was cornered, and Tim, it seemed, was completely on edge. But you managed to pull through. The team went home, and later, you decide to check up on him.

"Tim," You gasp, as you find him hyperventilating on his bed. "Tim, are you alright?" You sit down next to him, trying to get him to breathe. "It's close- just- in, out. Count to five, it's ok." You soothe. Slowly, his breathing calms down, and he buried his face in his hand. "Tim," you say softly, "I'm right here." He looked up, confusion marred on his face, paired with a dizzying smile. "Tim-Tams not here right now. You're talking to JJ, Shnookums."