I hope so (Mi's side)

I hope so

When my eyes fluttered open I was in the recovery position on the floor while Esmee and Emmet worked over me doing the various test they did when I collapsed like an idiot on them. I concluded that it must have been from the prick on my finger that made me come round as Emmet was now looking impatiently at the hand held glucose monitor while he attached a plaster other the little drop of blood on my bleeding finger. Esmee was bent over my out stretched arm with two fingers pressed to my wrist while she was looking at her watch. I guess she was checking my pulse. I half closed my eyes again, I didn’t care and that way I wouldn’t of had to deal with talking to them either because they would still think I was out.


“She skipped breakfast didn’t she.” Emmet said looking at the monitor frustrated with the number that he saw.


“Yep she threw it up over me..” Esmee said Looking at her hands and screwing up her nose in a cute little way that I had never seen her do before. It made it hard for me not to laugh and give the game away.
“I really should wash these.” She added more as a mental note to her self then any one else and Emmet smiled his Esmee smile the one he reserved just for her when she walked in the room or did something he found cute.


“I take it that they aren’t fantastic.” Esmee added scooting over next to Emmet so she could look at the monitor in his hands.” Her face showed the same expression as Emmet’s. I had learned these expressions where not a good sign, ever.


“Do you think she will eat something when she comes around?” Emmet asked Esmee who leant her head up against his shoulder and sighed closing her eyes.


“I hope so, I really hope so.”