Chapter 12: Overstimulated

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I walked out of Wreckers room and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Why where you in Wrecker's room?" Omega asked as she walked out of her room.

"I had a nightmare and he let me sleep with him." I said as I led her to the kitchen.

She nodded her head and allowed me to lead her to the kitchen.

"Morning." I said as I walked past Tech and Echo.

"How'd you sleep?" Echo asked softly.

"I slept good. I took your advice." I said softly.

"Good." He said as he sent me a smile.

"Good morning!" Wrecker exclaimed as he walked into the kitchen.

I rolled my eyes and started on breakfast.

"You're in a good mood." Echo said as he took a sip of caf.

"I slept amazing." Wrecker said as he shot me a smile.

"Why is everything so loud?" A voice grumbled.

I turned my head and watched asHunter walked into the kitchen with a frown on his face. He didn't have his bandana on and was rubbing his head.

"This isn't good." Tech mumbled under his breath.

"I heard that." Hunter growled out.

I made Hunter a cup of caf and he shot me a look of thanks as he took it.

"You don't look so good. Are you feeling okay?" I asked softly.

"It's nothing, just a headache. I'll be in my room." Hunter said as he turned and left the kitchen.

"Is he okay?" I asked as I looked over at Tech and Wrecker.

"He's overstimulated. It happens from time to time. With Hunter's enhanced senses he sometimes.... Has trouble controlling it." Tech explained.

"I see. Anything we can do for him?"

"Yes, keep Wrecker and Omega off the ship. Hunter needs it to be extremely quiet and he doesn't need to sense anyone." Tech explained.

"How about we all go into town and spend the day there?" Echo asked calmly.

"I'll stay here and see if I can help him any." I said softly.

"That would be best. Especially with your medical background." Tech said calmly.

Wrecker let out a chuckle and I sent him a look.

"I almost forgot you were a doctor." Wrecker explained.

I rolled my eyes and patted his shoulder. It wasn't long before they left and I decided to check on Hunter. I slipped the tray of food onto my hip and used my other hand to gently knock.

"Hunter it's (Y/n). Can I come in?" I asked softly.

I heard a mumble and I gently opened the door and walked inside to see Hunter in a blanket burrito.

"How are you feeling?" I asked softly.

"Everything hurts." He mumbled as he covered his eyes.

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