It was two full days before Samantha started to wake from the medically induced coma. Drake was sitting by her bed, holding her hand when he felt her start to stir. As per the nurses instructions, he rang the buzzer. It wasn't long before a team of doctors and nurses came into the room and shifted him away from her bed as they began to get her vital signs, checking her pupils for reaction and dilation. They had already pulled the ventilator the previous day. The IV was left in for medication delivery. When Drake heard Sam groan in what sounded like irritation, he released the breath that he didn't realize he was holding. "Dra....ke...wat...er." Drake had had enough. He pushed his way back to his girls bedside, and raised the bed. "Easy, love. I'll get you some water."When Sam tried to gulp it down, Drake pulled the straw away. She protested in her raspy voice. "No, honey. Too much too soon and you'll get sick. Now, I'll give it back it you promise me to drink slowly." At her nod, h
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