Previously

He fell back into his desk, gripping his head tightly with one hand and the desk with the other. "No no no..." he groaned out in pain as more memories flashed through his head disorientating him even more.

Daveed rushed to his side, he wrapped an arm around Lin and held him close, "Lin. Lin, look at me." He said slowly as he guided the smaller male to sit down, "focus Lin, it's okay, look at me and try to calm down." he said, kneeling down in front of him.

Lin closed his eyes tightly, trying to hold back the memories. All of the memories of the deaths, deaths of everyone he loved, his mother, brother, his cousin, best friend. his son...

Lin held back a heart-wrenching sob as it tried to claw its way up his throat, holding his head in both hands, and pulling his hair in his grip, as if it were the only thing grounding him to any sense of reality. He knew after this he would have a terrible migraine for god knows how long.

Daveed moved to pull him into his lap, but paused, vaguely remembering the last time Lin had gone into something like this and lashed out, although that time it had been memories from the war, not that Daveed knew that. He reached forward, just enough for Lin to see his hand and spoke softly, "Can I touch you?" He remembered reading something somewhere about not touching people without their permission during a panic attack, and while he wasn't sure if that was what this is, it seemed to apply.

Lin gave a small nod, and the grip he had on his hair relaxed slightly. almost as if he were about to collapse into Daveed's arms, which as soon as they were wrapped around his small body he did. Almost immediately he lost his sense of panic and instead just felt on the verge of numb, which was a sign he was close to coming out of the attack.

Daveed, not entirely sure what to do next, just rocked the two of them, while Lin's eyes became more focused every minute that passed, and after a few of these, he slowly pulled back from Daveed with a slightly embarrassed look.

"I...uhh, thanks" he murmured before glancing around the room, "and er... not to be rude or anything since you really helped, but could you go? Just for a bit, I'm used to being alone after these... and I kind of prefer it."

Daveed smiled, and ruffled his hair, standing up, "Sure buddy, I get it, just call me if you need anything, okay?" and as Lin nodded in response he left, closing the door behind him.

Lin let himself slump against the wall, letting out a sigh and staring up at the ceiling, that, that was close.

AN

Fewhhh,,, I just wrote that in about 20 minutes, right after I posted the AN but then I was dragged to bed before I could upload this, and I know it's not every long but I wanted to get something out.

Also! From this Chapter onwards it's coing entirely from me, because I may or may not have lost the Rp…. Now! On to the reviews!

Polarsnow: Oh, you're not annoying! If anything comments like this motivate me to write!

Ranger-Corpses: Honestly, same. And thank you! See, I can take the compliment for Lin since that was all me! And as for ending up like Hammy, too late, I already am.

Amaryllis: Here you go1 and more's coming.

Ishouldbecoding: I'm glad you like it, and that your friend liked it enough to introduce you to it

Cryingrn: I know I know, I hate cliffies to, but it was necessary for the dramatic effect.

Person: Wish granted

Peg leg: As I'm sure you know, everything before chapter 4, was taken from an old rp of mine, so I can only really take credit for Lin until now.

Cured-images: I'm not entirely sure what I'll do about that yet, I don't really want to introduce Lins wife and kids purely because I don't really know enough about them to confidently write. So I may just make it even more of an AU were he didn't get married in this life. As for Alex Eliza, I'm not comfortable writing straight ships, purely because I have no understanding of it myself and can never seem to word it. So for now I'll leave ships out, maybe just dropping a few hints or parts where if you want to see something you do, and later on put up a poll for the ships I can write.