Before this chapter starts, if you or someone you know has PTSD, seek help for them.

Third person POV

A month has passed by, things have been going well for Zach.

My POV

I open my eyes, sit up on my bed, stretch and yawn.

I put my casual attire on and exit my room.

I'm walking down the hall, as I near Bruce's lab, I hear a mini explosion and bruce yelling.

Suddenly, memories of my four years of being tortured by hydra flash my vision.

"No, no, no, NO!!!" I yell, still seeing the memory.

Natasha's POV

I'm organizing my guns, making sure everything's as it should be.

"I wonder how Zach is-" a large explosion is heard near Bruce's lab, and the tower starts shaking.

I rush out of my room and towards Bruce's lab.

As I'm running Wanda runs up beside me.

"You felt the shaking too?" Wanda asks me.

I nod.

Me and Wanda near Bruce's lab, and what we see makes our blood run clod.

Zach is on the ground, his arms on the side of his head, his hands on the top of his head, and he's glowing crimson red, but it's darker than normal.

"Zach, what's wrong?" I ask him, slowly walking towards him.

My POV

"M-mom?" I ask, shaking.

She puts her hand softly on my upper left arm.

"I'm here son, what's wrong?" She asks me.

I stop glowing and hug her.

"I-i was walking p-past Bruce's lab, I heard a mini explosion and bruce yelling, and it triggered a memory of h-hydra t-torturing me flashed my eyes." I told her.

My girlfriend Wanda sits next to me.

"Zach, I believe that you may have PTSD, it's short for post traumatic stress disorder." She told me.

I hug my mom a little tighter.