~Eleven'sPirouette~ and counting stars

[twofrogsinacoat]

Cecilie just held him, unable to do anything but attempt to comfort him as he cried. Seeing him like this absolutely broke her heart. "Oh Jack," she whispered sadly, holding him close.

[bibliophile;]

Jack looked at her. "What?" He asked through his tears.

[twofrogsinacoat]

"Please go in to see someone?" Cecilie begged in a whisper. She was close to tears herself. "It's killing me to see you like this. Your PTSD just keeps getting worse and worse, and it's tearing you apart. You need to get help, Jack." Her eyes searched his face, hoping he would understand and not take it the wrong way.

[bibliophile;]

Jack bit his lip. "They'll t-tell me I'm c-crazy," he whimpered.

[twofrogsinacoat]

"No they won't," Cecilie promised. "And I'll be right at your side the whole time, if you want me to be. I promise. But this can't keep happening, Jack. Neither of us have actually gotten sleep for the longest time; I haven't closed my eyes in almost three days."

[bibliophile;]

Jack looked at her, hating how negatively this affected her. He sobbed more. "Okay, I'll go."

[twofrogsinacoat]

Cecilie hugged him to her again as soon as he began to cry again. "Shh, Jack, shh...It's okay. I promise. I'm here, baby. Just let it all out."

[bibliophile;]

Jack cried into her again, still a bit scared.

His father's cries woke him, and JJ walked into their room slowly. "Mom? Is Dad okay?"

[twofrogsinacoat]

Cecilie was still comforting Jack as JJ walked in. She looked up and bit her lip. "He'll be okay," she said gently, now attempting to reassure both her son and her husband.

[bibliophile;]

JJ sat by them gently, and rubbed Jack's back. "It's okay, Pops."

Eventually, Jack calmed down.