been checking his vitals and spots him waking up. He smiles. "Welcome back, Mr. Vargas. How are you feeling?"

blinks up at him.. "Wha? Who are yo-Eh! My head! It hurts!" He squeezes his eyes shut. The lights were just too bright.

frowns a bit and checks his IV. He brings him a cup and straw, putting it to his lips. "Calm down. My name is Francis and you're in the_

hospital. You collapsed at a restaurant and they brought you here."

slowly opens his eyes, at the feel of the straw. He quickly latches on, drinking deeply. He didn't realize how thirsty he was. When he had_

his fill, he pulls away, leaning against his pillows. "A hospital? But I'm okay now! I don't need to be here anymore!"

shakes his head. "They've got to run some tests on you. How are you feeling now?"

pouts at the blond. "I feel fine.. Please?" He didn't wanna stay in a hospital! He wouldn't be able to have his pasta there!

shakes his head again, giving him a stern waggle of his finger. "You are staying put, got it?"

eeps lightly then drops his head. "Okay..." What the nurse didn't know was that he'd probably forget soon enough, and try to leave again.

probably have him under special watch, and returns to checking his things.

looks around. He had no idea where he was. He couldn't even tell how high up he was! He threw his blankets back, planning to go look out _

the window. He murmurs small noise for no reason.

grabs his arm tightly but gently, keeping him in the bed. He stares at him. "If you try to get out of bed, I'll send you to the psych_

_ward to be treated there, and they'll strap you down. So be patient and stay put. Got it?"

's eyes widen. Strapped down?! "But I don't wanna be strapped down!! I'm sorry! i'll be good! I just wanted to look out the window!"

shakes his head again. "Stay put. You don't want one of these IVs being jerked out of you, do you?"

's eye widen even more, somehow. He stares down at his hand terrified. He hated needles. He pulls his arm away from his body, as if that_

could move the IV away from him. "Get it out!!" He was shaking slightly, from his fear.

stares at him before sighing. He presses a button that would get the Italian woozy and then sleepy. "You should worry more about your_

_health then trying to get out, Mr. Vargas."

vaguely wonders why the man, Francis, knew his name.. He was feeling funny though.. Heavy and tired.. "but.. it's.. .scary.." He murmurs,_

falling into the darkness.

leans back the hospital chair and tucks in the covers around him. He ruffles his hair with another sigh. "We're just here to help you."

no idea that Francis was speaking to him, too far gone from the medication. He wasn't waking up anytime soon...