Dec 06, 2008 15:16
He woke up because of the silence.
His eyes flew open, already half out of bed and stumbling towards the other bed in the room before his mind caught up and told him why he was panicking. There was silence, no heart beat, no rasping breath, nothing.
He turned Blair over, his face slack, his skin pale and lips blue and his flesh was cold, so cold against his hands as he cupped his face-
He woke up with a panicked cry, blankets kicked off and already sitting up in bed before he realised he was wrong.
He could hear him. He could hear him fine.