Despite the lack of caffeine, Sammy's nerves were still on alert. She dozed, but Jason's voice roused her immediately. Her hand slid to her sidearm only to find it gone. She hadn't rearmed during her dash to the hospital.
She sat up and rubbed her face. "I remember," she said, standing up so she could get a better look at him. His pale face still worried her.
She took his hand and squeezed it. "How are you feeling?"
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