"Sam... please wake up soon!" Dylan pleaded.
He had sat next to Sam for a very long time, only leaving to go to the bathroom or fetch a snack from the bath room.
Once again, lost in his thoughts, he heard movement infront of him, and snapped back to reality.
"Sam? Sam." He said, holding her face.
"Hmmm." She said, and scrunched her face. "Ow."
"Where does it hurt?" He asked.
"My head." She moaned.
"You got hit by roof panelling. Do you remember?" Dylan said.
"Roof panelling? How did I do that?"
"The roof collapsed at the school."
"I was at a school?"
"Yes. Zoe chose us to go for career day."
"Oh, I don't remember." She said, sadly.
"Im not surprised. You've been out for hours."
"Really?" She asked, surprised.
"Yes. You have gained a few stitches and a concussion."
"No wonder I feel so bad." She chuckled, then soon moaned again after realising that laughing hurt.
After afew minutes of silence, Sam suddenly regained some of her memory.
"Jess. Why do I keep thinking about Jess?"
"Oh, um, she was there when the roof collapsed..."
"It was her school?"
"Yeah."
"Is she okay?"
"Well, she wasn't, but is now."
"What does that mean? What happened to her?"
"Concrete trapped her across her abdomen, caused internal bleeding..."
"Oh my god. Is she alright now?"
"Yes, she had surgery to fix it." Dylan explained.
"Were you there?" Sam asked him.
"Yes."
"Were you hurt?"
"No."
"So you stayed with me?"
"And Jess."
"So you stayed with me."
"Um, yes."
"Why?"
"Because you were injured."
"Is that the only reason...?" Sam said, blushing slightly.
"Yes." He answered a little too quickly. His face also went slightly red. Another awkward silence passed.
"You know... I still like you too." Sam said.
"I didnt say that." Dylan said.
"I know, but I can see it in your face."
"How?"
"I don't know. I can just tell." Yet again, silence filled the room.
"I like you too." Dylan finally plucked up the courage to say out loud.
"You do?"
"Yes..." Dylan said, sitting down next to Sam's bed.
"Why did we ever split?" she said.
"I don't know." Dylan said leaning in.
Sam lifted her arm and put it behind Dylans head, and pulled him closer so that their lips connected.
"Thanks for looking after me." Sam said after pulling away.
"Its fine. You don't know how much I hated seeing you like that." Dylan said, revisiting the scene in his head.
"But im fine now." Sam said, seeing Dylans concern. "Im tired so im going to sleep."
"Okay, I will be here." he said, watching her close hers eyes. Soon after, he fell asleep too, next to his wife.
