In the middle of the night Owen is awoken by Hetty screaming. Owen is immediately wide awake trying to reassure Hetty. "Hetty, it's okay. You're safe. No one is going to hurt you. You're not going to be hurt. You're not there anymore. You're okay. Everything is okay. Just open your eyes and it will all go away."

Hetty slowly opens her eyes and buries her head in Owen's chest. She's practically laying on top of Owen. Owen sighs heavily. This is the hard part for him. He's not good at comforting people, but he's trying really hard to help Hetty. He feels Hetty's hands roam absentmindedly over his chest. She's breathing heavily and her heart is racing and Owen can feel that.

"Breathe, Hetty. It's okay. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." Owen says soothingly. He feels Hetty begin to relax in his arms. That makes him feel good. He's glad Hetty trusts him enough to relax with him. "Go back to sleep. It's alright."

"Thank you, Owen. You've been such a big help." Hetty mumbles. She's well on her way to falling back to sleep.

Owen can't help but smile. Hetty wouldn't normally be this complimentary to him. He falls back to sleep now that he knows Hetty's okay, at least for the moment.