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Blurry images came into focus, and Jack found himself looking at the ceiling in what appeared to be a medical bay. It was dim, with only soft lights along the wall to see by, and he heard the distant beep of the equipment that monitored his vital signs.
His body ached. The burning in his skin had faded away to a dull tingle, but his arms and legs still felt weak and a little numb. Summer was exhausted; he could tell that much without any effort.
Jack tried to sit up, touching fingertips to his forehead, then immediately fell back down on the mattress. “Oh, not a good idea,” he mumbled. “No trying to get up for you, Agent Hunter.”
“I should hope not.”
He became aware of Cassi in a chair on his left, watching him with a bright smile. “Some of us don't need a constant refresher on the
