Yours Truly

Chapter 21

Mia woke up and sighed softly when she realized that she was in Owen's room. Spotting a note on the nightstand, she picked it up.

I'm downstairs in my office working, let me know when you wake and I'll bring you some soup so you can eat before you get to work. Remember, I love you, Darling, you are my girl, my heart, my soul.

Daddy

She sniffled and smiled as she sat it back down and wrapped his blanket around her. She left the room and headed down the hallway looking for Owen, while hopefully not running into anyone else.

She came down the stairs and turned so she could start looking for his office when she heard a male voice complaining.

"Oh my god I asked for a little fucking space! You are so needy! It's like if you aren't with me all the fucking time you think you are going to fall apart! It is exhausting being with someone so fucking needy! God damn! Grow the fuck up!"

Mia gasped and brought her hand to her mouth as her chest began to ache.

"Hey, pause the show," another voice said making Mia take a step back as her mind began to race. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" another male voice asked.

Mia took another step back and the door opened, "Mia?"

Mia tried to take another step back while gasping but stepped on the blanket and fell to her butt. "Shit, someone get Owen," someone in the background called out but it sounded so distant as her lungs burned, tears streamed down her face, and spots begin to cloud her vision. A hand reached out but she flinched, hit her head against the wall trying to get away as her breath shortened even more. Everything was starting to get all black.

Meanwhile

"Owen!"

Owen looked up at Luke burst into his office, "What is it, Mr. Taylor? Please keep it down."

"Mia," Luke gasped as he pointed out into the hall. "Mia is having a panic attack!"

"Where?" Owen said dropping his papers to rush out of the room.

"Down by the stairs," Luke explained as Owen followed him.

"Darling," Owen said kneeling down in front of her. "What happened?"

"We don't know," Corey shook his head, "we were watching TV and North thought he heard a noise so we paused it and when Victor opened the door he found her scared."

"Darling, listen to me," Owen commanded as he scooted a little closer to her. "Listen to my voice, Darling," he touched then pulled his hand away when she flinched. "What triggered this? What were you watching?"

"Just some show," Corey shrugged, "a guy was complaining about his wife being clingy."

Owen let out a deep growl then sighed as he removed his glasses and pinched his nose. "Go turn it off immediately." He cleared his throat then slid his glasses back on, "Give us some space," he commanded making everyone take a step back, "Darling, it's Daddy, listen to my voice, I have you."

"Da..." Mia gasped as she tried to pull the blanket around her more. "Da...da..."

"Shhh," Owen spoke softly as he picked her up and put her in his lap. "I have you, you're okay, just feel my breathing, try and copy it." He felt her barely loosen her grip on his blanket, so he placed his hands over hers and helped her let go of it and grip his shirt. He wrapped the blanket around the two of them and started rubbing her back. "Such a good girl, just keep trying so well to copy my breathing. You are doing so well, Darling."

"No...no..." she whimpered as she tried to hide her face.

Owen glanced around then kissed the top of her head, "We are going to try something, okay? Are you listening to Daddy, Darling?" She whimpered and he gave her a gentle smile, "Good girl, you are doing so well, Little One." She pouted and whimpered as she took a shaky breath.

"No," she whimpered as he pushed some hair out of her face.

"Yes," he said determined, "it will help. Do you trust me?" She whimpered and he smiled softly. "It will be okay, I promise." She whimpered again and he spoke into her hair, "I'm so proud of you, Little One." She grabbed his hand and started sucking on his thumb making him give her a full smile.

"Mr. Coleman, can we please borrow your spare tent?"

"You fucking got it," Gabe nodded as he took off down the hall.

"Dr. Green, I need the box in my closet that says Mia on it, please."

"Yep," Sean nodded as he left.

A few minutes later Gabe came back with a box, "please set it up in my office, Mr. Coleman."

"Yes Sir," Gabe said beaming. "Can I go shopping afterwards?"

"Yes," Owen said nodding as he continued to rub Mia's back with his free hand. "No pinks, she does not like it, or very little, purples and blues."

Sean came back with the box and opened it, pulling out a brand-new pacifier, "She's a little?"