You Are On My Mind

You're Having A Panic Attack

*this is for bubble_gum_dragon, who requested a fic based off my favorite episode To Tell The Truth*

Danny wanted to do so many things as he drove his wife home from the hospital; he wanted to kill Salazar in as very unpleasant way. He wanted to kill Salazar's men in the same awful way, but if he did, it'd make him just as bad as them.
Totally unrelated to unlawful killing, Danny wanted to ravish his wife's body. He wanted her to know he absolutely still loved her, even if those dirt bags violated her like that. He wanted to say so many things to her, something that was better than what he had ended up blurting out. "Are you okay?"
Linda sighed, rubbing at her eye. "Fine."
"I'm so sorry you had to-"
"Can you just.... stop talking? Please."
Danny hated how she sounded like she'd break any minute. "Sorry."
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Danny held Linda as she cried in the bathroom, the shower drowning her sobs. She clung to the back of his shirt, her tears staining his collar.
"I saw their faces," Linda choked through her sobs. "I saw them!"
Danny kissed her head, "it's okay, you're okay. You're safe. Oh, thank goodness you're safe!" He sighed into her blonde hair.
Linda clames herself down after a few more heartbreaking sobs, "can you leave? I don't think I can- I don't want you to....."
Danny nodded, even though he wanted nothing more than to hold her tight. "Okay, he agreed quietly.
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Linda put her hand over her eyes as she sighed in frustration. She chewed her lip, wanting to cry so much, but not wanting to wake Danny. She could tell he was almost as shaken as she was, and she knew he needed his sleep.
Linda willed herself not to look at the clock. She told herself she'd just stress herself out more if she looked at the clock. Despite her arguing with herself, she looked at the clock: 2:30 am.
Danny woke up after having the same damn dream all night long. He needed to hold his wife, so he rolled over to pull her close. When his hands met cold sheets, he sat up and looked at the clock: 3:00. He heard a shattering sob from the bathroom, and wondered if he really was waken by the dream. He slid from the bed and padded to the en-suite, slowly opening the door.
Linda was on the floor, her hand against the wall as if it would hold her up. She hadn't heard Danny come in or kneel down next to her.
"Honey?"
She lifted her head, and almost immediately threw herself into his arms. She shuddered with sobs; her skin was prickled with goose bumps, yet she was burning red.
"Linda, Linda." Danny pulled back just enough to look her in the face. He cupped her face with his hand, pushing stray hairs behind her ear. "Honey, you're having a panic attack."
"I know!" Linda's voice was high pitched and almost hysterical.
"Yeah. You need to calm down. Come on." He grabbed her left hand, placing it over his heart. "Come on, breathe with me."
Linda nodded, closing her eyes. She knew how to do this, he knew how to do it. They had had their fair share of panic attacks. She swallowed a tearful lump in her throat, listening to Danny's soothing voice. Even if she wanted to be panicked longer, she couldn't because of how calming her husband's voice. It amazed her how someone could possess such a calm voice, yet sound so scary at times.
Danny pulled Linda into his arms once her breathing was regulated. He grabbed the toilet paper, wiping her tears away, knowing they irritate her once dried. "Come on," he pulled her to her feet, picking her up bridal style. "Let's try to get a little sleep."
As Danny tucked Linda into bed, she knew it'd take awhile for both of them to get over the events of that day. But with her husband by her side, supporting her, she knew she could do anything.

A/n
bubble_gum_dragon also specified that in this fic Linda gets raped. She didn't get raped in the episode, but I have toyed around with this idea. I hope you like it!
Ps, I told her it'd be done Thursday the earliest, but it's being published first thing Tuesday morning, lol