A Finished Puzzle (Sequel to 'My Missing Piece')

Panic Attack

"Are you sure you boys are ready to go back to work? I'm not rushing you or anything," Geoff reassured us. Gavin and I were standing by the door, completely ready to go. I had a beanie on that Gavin gave to me a while back and he was wearing my hoodie to cover up the gash on his arm. "We're okay Geoff," I smiled slightly at him. "God it's like sending Millie to school all over again," Geoff chuckled. Gavin laughed as well. I grabbed the house keys and stuffed my phone in my pocket. Gavin grabbed a water bottle from the fridge before Geoff shoed us out of the door. I was half limping to his car, trying not to put pressure on my leg in case the stitches popped. "Are you sure you don't want crutches or something?" Gavin nudged me in the arm with his elbow. "I'm fine. It just hurts a little bit," I smiled at him and got into the backseat of Geoff's car. Gavin got in the passenger's seat and Geoff, of course, got into the driver's seat. "We can still go home anytime. Keep that in mind," Geoff added as he backed out of the driveway. Gavin pat his shoulder, "We'll be fine, dad."

I clung to Gavin once we got out of Geoff's car and started heading towards the office. I intertwined my fingers with his and walked really close to him. He clung to me as much as I did him. "I love you Gav." "I love you too, Micoo." Geoff went in ahead of us and we trailed behind. As soon as we walked into the building, we were stopped by all of our coworkers in awe that we were standing before them. "Uh, Geoff.. Did you not tell them that we were okay?" Gavin slowly looked over at Geoff, who was rubbing his neck and shrugging. Gavin and I just waved at everyone before walking into the Achievement Hunter office. "Am I high or something?!?" Jeremy shouted when he saw us. "Nope, we're really here," I answered his rhetorical question. "But the crash!" Jack shouted this time. "That must have been horrible," Ryan sympathized. Gavin and I both nodded. Before we could even take another step, everyone in the room pulled us into a group hug. Jack accidentally hit my leg, right where the cut was. I yelped and fell back on Gavin. He caught me, almost falling back himself. The guys held their hands up and Jack started apologizing, "Sorry, sorry! Did I step on your foot or something?!"

Gavin helped me into my seat and I shook my head. "I fucked my leg up and you bumped it. It's fine, though," I explained. "Sorry Michael. I didn't know," Jack apologized again. "It's fine. It doesn't even hurt anymore," I reassured him. Gavin sat down in his seat after everyone went back to their desks. He turned my chair around to face him and whispered to me, "We need to get it checked out, love." I nodded and whispered back, "I know. We just can't afford it now." The door of the office opened and I saw Steffie and Mica walk in. "Shit, man! When did you guys get here?" Mica shouted. Gavin and I shared a look of nervousness. Steffie nudged her in the arm and whispered something I could sort of make out, "Give them some space. They were in a plane crash." They walked over and gave us hugs. Mica sat down in the couch next to the door and Steffie stayed standing. "I'm so glad you two are okay. Mica's done a good job of filling in for you," she smiled at us before walking back out. I leaned back in my chair and fixed my beanie. I was extremely overwhelmed from everything happening so quickly.

My breathing started to get fast and shallow. "I'm uh- I'm going to step outside. I'll be right b-back," I told Gavin before pushing myself out of the chair and finding an empty hallway. When I saw that no one was around, I slid down the wall and sat on the floor. "Deep breaths, Michael," I told myself a couple of times. I took a couple deep breaths, my arms crossed and my fingers gripping my shoulders hard, my knees held close to my chest. You're just faking it, you aren't even having a panic attack. I took off my beanie and ran a hand through my hair. I could never get myself to calm down quickly enough before I started crying. I got caught by Jeremy walking by. His eyes widen when he saw tears in my eyes and he rushed over to me, "Michael! What's wrong?" I tried to keep my breathing calm and wiped my tears, "N-nothing. I'm fine." Jeremy sat down next to me and put a hand on my shoulder, "Breathe in through your nose and count to ten. Then breathe out through your mouth while counting to ten as well." I did as he said a couple of times and started to feel a bit better.

"Better?" Jeremy asked me, a comforting smile plastered on his face. "Yeah," I smiled back at him. "How about we head back to the office, huh? Gavin's worried about you," he stood up, holding out a hand to help me. I stood up with his help and walked with him. "Panic attack right?" Jeremy asked me. I nodded, "How'd you know?" He shrugged, "I've had my fair share." Jeremy punched in the code for the door and held it open for me. I lightly smiled at him and went to my desk, sitting down. The other guys were in the middle of filming so they didn't pay much attention to Jeremy and I when we walked in. Gavin put a hand over his mic and leaned over to me, asking if I was alright in a hushed tone. I nodded and he smiled at me, going back to the video. I leaned over to him and turned his face towards mine. I just gave him a quick kiss before letting him return to his game. "Hey Trevor, leave that in," Geoff chuckled. Gavin smirked at me before looking back to the camera. "I love you Micoo." "I love you too Gavvy."

[A/N: I return, hello. Sorry I didn't update on Monday I was busy with medical skills homework and stuff. I had to take the PSATs today and I am so tired, but I scratched this one out for y'all. I may or may not see you Friday. Who's ready for Supernatural tomorrow because I'm not. See you in the next one!]