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Jeremy glared at the man, but before Jean could grab him again, he hurried out of the room.
With the immediate threat gone, Jean’s full attention was back on Jeremy. At first, there was only anger on his face, but slowly that melted away into a blank stare.
“Are you hurt?” Jean spoke quickly, striding across the room.
“He didn’t hit me. He hit the wall.” Jeremy shook his head, looking off at nothing as he spoke. The hole just inches from his head was evidence of his words.
And then Jeremy dropped to the floor.
His back slid down the wall, knees tucked into his chest.
Jean scrambled over to him, ready to check him for injuries. But when Jean grabbed his chin, gently lifting his head from his knees, Jeremy’s eyes were wide, and his breath was coming in short little pants.
“He didn’t hit me. He didn’t hit me, I don’t know why I’m –” His words cut off with a sharp gasp, and he looked frantic.
“Jean?” Jeremy choked out his name like a question, a plea, those brown, glassy eyes finding Jean’s, panic overtaking his features.
Jean scrambled closer to him, desperately racking his brain for what he could do to pull his captain out of his own head.