It was a rainy night. Raindrops hammered against your window and thunder struck relentlessly.

Silas finally returned home and was hoping to pick a fight, but he stopped himself as he saw you suffering a bad panic attack.

He quickly joined you in bed and pulled you tight against his chest. "Come on, breathe with me", he whispered while gently rubbing your back. "Listen to my voice. You're safe". He held you until your breathing evened out, rocking you softly until you finally fell asleep.