“Stark stops in the door way when he sees that I am awake. Then rushes over when I wince form trying to sit up. He helps me move into a sitting position and checks my face then my.. Vital signs? Did something go wrong..? I didn't speak my throat was sore and dry. Its like he knew what I was feeling. Heath! Bring me a glass of water! Seconds later Heath came rushing in with a glass of water. He handed it to me and sat on the bed side. I took a drink and tried clearing my throat. Still a little rough. I take another drink and try again. How are you feeling? Stark brushes a strand of sweaty hair behind my ear. Better I suppose.. They nod. Did something go wrong? Stark shook his head no. No no you just got really sick. I nod. The rest of the boys pile in the room as if they could tell I was awake. It is actually probably a sixth or seventh sense they have. Cool your eyes! Heath they look like yours! Dallas smiled. Stark smacked himself in the forehead and Heath shot Dallas a look.”
