Despite Danny's well-meaning teasing about Steve's emotional constipation, he did know himself enough to realize that the carjacking several weeks ago--specifically listening to Parrish talk to Grace over the phone while casually threatening to kill Danny--had stirred up some trauma related to his own experience listening to his father die over the phone.

He'd known enough Teams guys who'd spiraled not to touch alcohol or anything harder, and so he'd turned to exercise to push his body into being tired enough at the end of the day to sleep without dreams. It had been working well enough that he hoped that he was not worrying Danny past the standard amount that Danny always worried about Steve, but tonight's dreams kept him tossing and turning restlessly in bed.

[OOC: For that other person in bed. Warnings for PTSD.]