Chapter Twenty-Six
“Ah-ah, no you don’t!” Through the thick fog of her mind, Fiona felt herself being gently pulled upright, and pillows piled up behind her back. “Fiona?” James said. “Are you still with us, sweetheart? Can you try to stay awake, just a little bit longer?”
“Don’t wanna.”
“I’m sure you don’t, but we’d really like you to. We want to get you into some more comfortable clothes, get some painkillers into you, plenty of water and some food.”
“Wanna sleep.”
“You can sleep, just as soon as we’ve done all that.”
“Humph.” She folded her arms, her eyelids fluttering again.
“James,” Logan said. “I think we should just get on with it. You can see how desperately she wants to fall asleep. I just placed an order with room service for some nice unhealthy food, which should arrive s
