The first thing Gabriel became aware of as he started to come to was how weirdly heavy he felt, like his body was made of lead and he couldn’t quite find the strength to will anything more than his fingers to move. Even his eyelids felt like they didn’t want to open but he managed it just barely enough to register the unfamiliarity of the room around him and a shape he did recognise sitting beside him.
“Am I dead?” he mumbled through dry lips, his voice a cracked whisper with how tired he felt.
“No but you sure as hell gave it your best try,” she answered, reaching out to take his hand. “Eli, Cord, Kori, and Leland saved your life. You’re in the hospital Eli works at,” she explained, not liking that his skin felt cool to the touch. He needed more blankets but she understood they were trying to keep him from getting tangled in the iv lines and what not.
“You’re one lucky kitten.”
