Buck x Eddie

Story 6: Thunderstorm

Eddie POV

I was woken up by a big loud bang a a flash of light, i sat up in the bed real quick i looked around the rom unsure of where i was. There was another loud bang, i looked over to my left and saw Buck asleep, i realized i was at home in bed. The loud bang and flash of light was thunder and lighting, it's just a storm. I rub my face in my hands i thought we were getting blown up by grenade.

I get out of bed and walk into the kitchen to get a glass of water, as I'm filling the glass my hand is shaking. I guess I'm really shaken up by this storm thing king I was back in Afghanistan.
"Shit." I say when i dropped the glass and it shattered in pieces as it hit the floor.
"Eddie?" Buck whispers in to the kitchen
"Yeah it's just me." I respond
"What happened?" He asks as he flips on the kitchen light
"I dropped the glass." I say, i go to sweep it up but my hands are shaking.
"Here I'll get it Eddie." Buck says looking at me very concerned.
He takes the broom and dust pan from me cleaning up my mess. There was the loudest clash of thunder and it triggered something in my brain because next thing you know i grabbed onto Buck and we are laying on the floor now with me on top of him.

"Eddie? Look at me." Buck says. I look down into his eyes as he stares into mine, it seems like he's trying to read me.
"Hey, it's just thunder." His hands cuff my face as he talks gently rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs.
"Right." I say

Buck POV

I wrap my arms around Eddie bringing him closer to me hugging him tight, another loud clap of thunder and I felt Eddies body clench. I have no idea what PTSD from was is like and i wish i knew how to help Eddie. My back is hurting from laying on the floor but if there is where Eddie wants to be this is where we will be.
"Buck." He says
"Yeah?"
"Do you remember getting struck by lighting?" He asks
"Not really. I just remember the clouds looked weird and this weird roar of thunder in the sky, after that I don't remember anything." I tell him
"I remember, you were dead." He says
"Only for three minutes and seventeen seconds." I tell him
"You were still dead." He says, he looks at me through teary eyes. "What's... wrong with me?"
"Eddie. There is nothing wrong with you. Your brain is messing with you right now." I tell him
"So I'm doing this to myself?" He asks
"No. PTSD isn't something you can control it overtakes your mind making you think all the bad things from the past are happening again in the future." I tell him "The only way to get past it is to have a support system and that's me, Christopher, the whole 118."

We laid on the floor for a bit longer, i realized that there hadn't been a clap of thunder or lightning in a for minutes.
"Hey Eddie, i think the storm finally passed." I tell him
 

Eddie POV

Laying here on the floor in Bucks arm listening to him talk really helped me calm down, when he told me the storm had passed i lifted my head and looked out the window to see clear night sky's.
"Want to go back to bed?" I ask him
"If that's what you want." He says.
  We get up off the floor and walk back into the bedroom. We crawl into bed and Buck opens his arms for me as i snuggle up next to him. His arms wrap around me like a cocoon. He kisses my forehead as i fall back asleep.