Vida focused in on the warmth that she felt from Pat touching her. [i]He is so warm..[/i] That was her only thought as he moved her to a sitting position. She was finally able to catch her breath, though she felt her chest struggling to rise. One of her lungs was probably popped by one of the bullets in her. Great.. now she wouldn't be able to teach swim lessons any more since she wouldn't really be able to hold her breath to swim. What would she do now? Would she be able to do anything without having to sit down to catch her breath anymore? She hadn't even thought about where the other bullets went. The thought crossed her mind that one of the bullets might have gone through her bladder and she would be one of those people that had to pee in a bag for the rest of her life. 

Her thoughts focused back in as Pat held up his hand so that she could take the pills from him. She had never been one to take pills. There wasn't much that she couldn't sleep off. Sleep.. Her body was so stiff, it wouldn't really hurt to sleep. The ground probably felt amazing. She reached her hand up to take the pills, but before she could take them pain shot through her back like a pinball. Instead of grabbing the pills she grabbed onto his hand tightly. Gritting her teeth she could feel the bullets moving again like little bugs reopening and tearing through her healing muscles and organs. Her body clearly did not want the bullets to remain in her. Her vision blurred and her senses went numb. She was going to pass out, she felt it. 

No.. instead she could feel her stomach squeeze tightly causing her to vomit again. This time there was a lot of blood. Blood and something shiny in the mess. One of the bullets was out. She couldn't see it though. Her vision was completely gone. All she saw was little white and black dots dancing around. She turned her attention to where she thought Pat was to mumble something to him before she passed out. 

"Sleepy... wake.. when-"