I hated having an attack. I'm not sure what it is like for other people, but for me, I'm still lucid during a panic attack. I could hear Patton trying to calm me, I could see Princey trying to help, but I couldn't pull myself out of the fear. I always felt like I was making a fool of myself and I just needed to pull myself together, but I never could. Even when the thoughts faded, when I pushed them back, when I analyzed them and rationalized them, my body still trembled.

The witch slipped something on my body, it felt like a hug, but less confining. The weight calmed my body and I couldn't help but relax a little bit. After a few more minutes, I regained control. It was so exhausting. Part of me just wanted to go back to sleep, but I had just regained memories of my life and I was too confused to go back to the world of slumber.

Looking up I could see Patton's broken and tearful smile. I didn't like that. If my memories were to be trusted, Patton had always been a source of positivity in my life. "I'm okay Pat." I mewled, relaxing against his lap and his rubbing my head on his hand.

"I'm sorry, I knew there were parts of our past that you struggled with, I was trying to avoid talking about them but you remembered anyway."

"You can't keep secrets like that from me. We are together through it all, right? I might be your kiddo but I'm not a child. Even if it hurts me, I need to know."

I assume Patton nodded as I was no longer looking up at him. "But not today. Today we should do something relaxing since you are still healing. How about a movie?"

"Sure. A movie is fine." I muttered. I really was fine with watching a movie but I would rather be doing something productive. My body prickled with an anxious feeling that I wasn't doing something I was supposed to be doing. "Wait, didn't we used to make cookies together or something?"

"Yes!" He said that too loud this close to my ear.

"Sorry kiddo, but let's make cookies. I can make your favorite and you can sit on the counter and watch me."

Falling asleep on the kitchen counter, bathing in the sunlight, sounded much more enjoyable than watching a movie. It wasn't like I could help with the cookies anyway. I let Patton pick me up, trying not to squirm as he moved around the injured parts of my body. The moment he set me on the counter and I found a comfortable sunny spot, I was asleep again. I had wanted to stay awake a bit longer. I wanted to keep talking to Patton, but my attacks always drained me. It didn't help that I felt comfortable near Patton.

~*~

Soft whispers woke me up from my nap. My mind was a bit hazy and I wanted to focus more on the smell of cookies then I did on the words. That was a problem though, I still didn't fully trust these people. I know getting information from them would be important.

"Patton, I know that saying this will not be helpful but you must calm down. Him getting his memories back is a good thing."

"Yes but what if-"

"You are worried about the panic attacks, that is a logical thing, but he has dealt with panic attacks in the past and no matter how hard you try you cannot protect him from everything that might hurt him. That is illogical and impossible." I opened my eyes to see the human talking to the witch. I understood now where my hatred of humans came from. This human had the same dark hair as the man in my memory, and his eyes had a similar coldness, but there was something different. Maybe it was the way this human held Patton's hand, gently rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. Maybe it was the softness in his voice as he spoke to Patton. Maybe it was simply because Patton trusted him.

My tail flicked as I stood and stretched. Even with my new memories, I was begging to not mind this human.

"I just want to protect him Logi."

"Well, I want a cookie." I felt like I was intruding on a private moment and it was awkward but this seemed like a better way then any to let them know I was awake. It would probably be worse if I was caught listening.

"Ah, Virgil, I am glad to see you are awake. How are your injuries at this moment?"

"Better than this morning." I was still sore but I'm sure Logan knew that. He looked to Patton to translate, I forgot in this stupid form I couldn't communicate with anyone else. An angry sigh left my lips. "Patton, I don't like not being able to communicate," I growled. It wasn't his fault but it was still frustrating.

"I'm sorry Virge. I know it's not ideal."

I huffed as he walked over and handed me a cookie to nibble on. "But hopefully I can turn you back soon."

"Tomorrow."

"What?"

"I want you to turn me back tomorrow. You said I heal quicker in this form but that doesn't mean I won't heal at all in my other form. I want to be able to move around easier."

"A... alright, tomorrow." He said, giving me a weak smile before looking back at Logan who simply nodded. Even only hearing half the conversation it seemed he understood. Goodness, it was nice being around people who were intelligent.

AN: Hello everyone. Next week is going to be an interesting one for me so my posting schedule will be really off. You might get two new chapters or, you might not get any and then it is November which is going to be really difficult. I will be announcing it later, but November is National Novel Writing Month, and I will be participating. That does mean that all of my energy will be going towards that and this book might be on a short hold. I will keep you updated through my announcements! Thank you for your patience.