(([i]It's okay, I had a lot going on too.[/i])) Esmee quietly sat down next to me. Telling me that everything will be alright and that we will get through this. Also, that we needed to trust each other. I kinda feel like we do have some form of trust between us already. But we've only known each other for... a day I do believe. Half of me is still unsure and another part of me is telling me to trust her. I hate dealing with mixed feelings. It's confusing. So for now I am choosing to play it by ear. As I was contemplating on a few things Esmee decided to rest her head on my shoulder. I jolted from surprise but then my body relaxed itself. At first I didn't know what to make of it. For this is a first for me. I took a peek at her face to see if she had fallen asleep by chance. No, she was a awake though she was starring off into the distance. She must be thinking about things as well. For a moment or two everything was quiet. Then Esmee decided to ask me a question. My heart literately skipped a beat when the silence was all a sudden broken. Man why I am so jumpy!? Esmee wanted to know how my ribs were feeling. To be honest I didn't have a clear answer. But what I felt a little bit ago was something for concern. The pain was bad enough for me not be able to breath properly and I nearly passed out. I looked down at Esmee face. Her eyes glued onto me waiting for a reply. I gave a warm smile "[color=D6B10C]I'm fine...[/color]" I started to say. In mid sentence I started to cough uncontrollably. It was torture. The terrible pain on my right side returned. The coughing made it worse. I fell over wrapping my arms around chest. I then tasted metallic coming up. It spat out something red onto the floor just in front me as I continued to cough. After that my coughing ceased. But then I realized I couldn't breath. I started rasping in panic. My vision began to blur. The last thing that I saw was Esmee's worried face, her voice faded out as I drifted into nothingness. This seems to be happening to me a lot.... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dr. Drake sipped his coffee as he sat watching his new test subjects on the monitor. He was half surprised to how young they were. Normally the ones he orders his crew to bring in are over twenty. These two were nothing but pups. Also, what he found interesting was their calmness. Despite being held captive against their will they hardly showed any form of panic. The pair seemed to be getting along, for now, despite only knowing each other for only a few hours. I grinned quietly to himself excited to see their development in the upcoming days. Then he noticed something odd about the male subject. Dr. Drake leaned in closer to the screen to see what was up. The boy collapsed to his side coughing up what looked to be blood. Dr. Drake let out a disappointed huff. Then he turned to his assistant. "[color=F56044]Send a medical team to cell #15. And make it quick! Also, find out who the two were who were suppose to [i]pick up[/i] the boy yesterday. I need to have a word about what kind of method they had used in order to capture him.[/color]" Dr. Drake commanded, his tone was calm but that calm sent a chill down his assistant's spine. He nodded before darting out the room. Dr. Drake then relaxed back into his seat taking another sip of his coffee. Plotting on what to do with the two idiots who might have cost him a test subject. Also, if his medical team fails to save his life what punishment shall they receive. He also wondered if he should put the girl subject through some medical tests. Just in case she ends up like the boy. Simple tests to see how healthy and fit she was. MRI's are maybe in order as well as x-rays, blood tests, make her run on the treadmill. The works! He actually figured that would actually be for the best. Dr. Drake gave a quick call to his head examiner explaining the situation and what all needs to be done. (([i]I hope that this post can help move things along![/i])) :D