Somebody is going to die a slow, painful death for letting that elephant trample around in my room. Just as soon as I figure out who is responsible.

God, my eyelids are gummy; yet another point against whoever-it-is. It's a herculean effort, but I finally manage to pry one aching eye open for a second.

Oh. No elephant. Just Buck and JD fighting over the remote.

"...n?"

Is that croak my voice? I would kill for a sip of water.

"He's awake!"

Josiah's cry is deafening, but reassuring just the same. For a second, I wasn't sure if I was dreaming. Let's try it one more time before I fall asleep again.

"...in?"

Maybe I am dreaming? The drawn faces surrounding me are fading out. Where is Vin?

A feather-light touch to my wrist and I know. His voice, calm against the babble, soothes me back to sleep.

"I'm here."

END