He awoke with a start. All around him, he saw the warm glow of light bulbs and remembered he was in a hospital in Holland. A nurse who was walking by smiled shyly at him, and asked what he needed.
"I need him," the man whispered softly, his lips chapped and his hazel eyes wide. The nurse nodded. "I know…we're looking for him, trying as hard as possible to locate him and every one else with him. Your bond with your cousin must be really strong. Sometimes," She continued, moving closer to his bed, her cropped blond hair swaying back and forth, "You can feel things. Like a connection." He nodded as he tried as hard as possible to draw a connection. The blue eyes, the brunette hair, the soft voice came back to him. The separation. He wished he had known. He wished they could've gone together. Despite burning up, he felt cold. He didn't know what happened, but he felt a tingle in his lips where he had been kissed months earlier. Perhaps it was a part of his flu.