~*~Disclaimer normal thing~*~ OK This is splitting between reality and the unconcious mind but by the end of the chapter (hopefully) fingers crossed Connor should be awake.sort of.~*~

~*~*~Connors unconcious mind~*~*~

Nothingness, complete nothingness. He was trapped in his own mind listening to Hawkeye talk.

Suddenly the floor disappeared, Connor was falling, falling through nothing. 'Is this possible?' he wondered. There was a loud splash. The nothingness became a lake. Connor tried to swim to the surface but he was being held down. Arms flailing he looked down. Everything he ever feared was below him and he was being dragged down by a chain he was holding.

He could see the sunlight and precious air above him. Connor tried desperately to reach the surface his lungs screaming for air. But he couldn't let go, he couldn't let go of his fears.

A boat appeared above his head, he could see faces peering over the side searching for something. There was Margaret, Jo, and Hawkeye and that girl he saw earlier, they were all looking for something. But things were becoming fuzzy and blurry. A hand shot into the water, Connor reached out for it-a last desperate attempt at survival. The hand closed round his, he suddenly felt lighter. The chains tying him down fell away. The hand pulled him up.

It was Hawkeyes hand, Connor clung to the side of the boat looking up at them all smiling. "C'mon Son, time to wake up" said Hawkeye smiling.

~*~*~Back to reality!~*~*~

Hawkeye sank down into his usual chair by Connors bedside. It'd been two days since the accident and his newly found son was showing no signs of waking up. As Rob had kindly reminded him , Connor was slipping into a coma.

As he stared at his comatose son, his mind wandered. The girls had taken it well surprisingly. True Phoebe didn't actually talk to anyone for a whole day but Jo seemed to be alright. It was all so confusing. Margaret of course had forgiven him, even though he couldn't work out why she was so mad in the first place, all this began long before they got it together.

Still the two days had given him plenty of time to think. He had to re- evaluate his priorities. It'd been one of the only things he'd discussed with Margaret. They'd decided that when (or if) Connor woke up they'd take him back to their house. Till he was better, then go from there. Hawkeye assumed he'd be returning to Med school but life had a habit of trying to send him to an early grave so he honestly had no idea what would happen.

He took Connors hand and sighed. "C'mon son, its time to wake up" he said quietly glancing at his watch. His break would be over soon and he had to get back to work.. The bills still came regardless of any family members in hospital and he still had to pay them. No work, no pay.

There was a gentle squease of his hand, it was so light he thought for a second he'd imagined it.but he couldn've this was real he was sure of it. "Connor!" he called "Connor wake up son! C'mon!"

Rob and one of the nursing staff came in. "I think he's waking up!" said Hawkeye excitedly. "Hawkeye, all the tests point to a simple fact.hes slipped into a coma" said Rob pityingly. "Rob I'm serious! He just squeased my hand!" Hawkeye insisted. "Probably just a reflex" Rob shrugged "C'mon Hawkeye you've been in the business a long time the likelihood of." He was cut off by a gagging sound. Connor it seemed, was waking up.

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