Three days felt like a year. Chase’s vitals went up and down and his extremely high temp was their main concern. Gabe spent his days resting while the chief sat with Chase and his nights at Chase’s bedside.
He took a deep breath as he opened Chase’s door, hoping for some good news. Poor Dylan was going through his own hell with his wife’s medical issues and his parents were stuck in bad weather.
“I’m glad you’re here. We’re just about to wake Chase, he’s stable. Has been for several hours now.”
Gabe mind was going a mile a minute. What if Chase freaked out because he was there; he knew what Dr. Manning said but what if he didn’t actually want him there?
“Chase, can you hear me?” Dr. Manning said as he checked his pupils, blood pressure, and heart rate.
“Yeah. Water…Can I have some wat
