Disclaimer: Don't own anything beside Megan and the Plot.
A/N: Wrote this in a journal at like three in the morning 2 days ago... couldn't sleep due to heat. I like the cold.
Shadows fell over Megan. The man held a gun to her head and she could hear, barely, Adam and the others trying to get this man to realize her.
Blood was flowing over and into her right eye and she could taste it in her mouth.
It was getting hard to hear anything any more, it was getting harder to stay out of the darkness too.
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Megan woke to bright white lights and the familiar smell that was hospital. She immediately closed her eyes again.
She felt heavy, she felt wrong. She tried to move any part of her body but couldn't, or couldn't feel if she was.
But she started to hear a voice, "please, baby, wake up. I need you, more then anything."
The silence came, she tried to fight it, but lost.
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The doctors couldn't give Adam answers that would help. All they could say lately was that she was stable, that she wasn't getting worse but she wasn't getting better.
The doctor's told him that she could only get better, but time was important.
He didn't want to wait, he wanted now.
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Everyone from the lab; Danny, Lindsey, Mac, Stella, Sheldon and Don, tried to help him and to tell him everything was going to be okay. That Megan would be okay. He didn't believe anyone.
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Megan once again found herself awake, it was dark but the smell was still there. But this time she felt lighter and could feel a hand intertwined with hers. She tried to speak but something caught in her throat and she coughed but whoever was holding her hand didn't wake, and the silence claimed her again.
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Time was passing. Adam was on his vacation time, his month saved up, and it was half way spent. He didn't want to admit he was he was giving up hope but he felt like Megan would never wake up again. That he would never talk to her again.
He cried at night for his loss and pain until he passed out and when he woke in the morning he would wash the evidence from his face and spend the day again sitting with Megan.
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Megan was floating alone. It was dark, but it was bright. It was hot, but it was cold. It felt right, but it felt wrong, and that was enough for her to fight to wake, to get out of this place.
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Stella was sitting with Adam during her lunch break when Megan reacted.
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Her eyes opened, she started to scream and that turned into coughing. Stella ran for help. She was awake, scared and cold, but for the first time in a while for her, she didn't feel alone.
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Adam pushed Megan's wheel chair up to the front door of the hospital where she was allowed to stand and walk for the first time in months by herself.
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Megan's hands locked around Adam's. She didn't want him to leave her alone in her apartment and Adam wasn't sure he would have been able to if she had wanted him to anyway.
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