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"Pip?"
"Pip." I heard a horse, shallow voice and I awoke.
"Pip." I heard it again. I jumped off of the couch and to Ian's bed.
"Zip.....Ian your awake." tears spilled from my eyes as I looked into his.
"Pip." he again said quietly and I smiled.
"Ian your Ok....your fine."
"Mhhhh." he moaned as though pain had gotten the better of him and Erin ran her hand threw his slick, black hair.
"Mhhahh." He again moaned, this time louder.
"Ian, where does it hurt?"
"I...umm...mhh.....my si,...side." He said quietly and Erin nodded, rubbing his arm, and down to his side....and she kept rubbing him gently, trying as best she could to ease the pain. He shivered and gave him her long black hoodie. She laid it over his chest and he sighed in contentment at the smell of her clothing. She rested her head slowly on his chest and he smiled slightly.
"Pain?" she asked again.
"Not now." he replied steadily.