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With her full attention on the woven material of the blanket, Ana didn't notice when Chandler finally began to slip back into consciousness. Her head snapped up when he groaned, though, and a hopefully expression moved over her features.
"Chand?" she questioned softly.
The corners of her mouth lifted into a large, bright smile when he opened his eyes, and she breathed a sigh of relief. He was alright. The doctors had said that he would be alright, but she hadn't believed it until this moment.
She stood when he took her hand into his, and she very nearly threw herself into his arms. Luckily, she'd only made it halfway there when she realized that would probably hurt him.
"Il dio mio, Chandler," she breathed as she pulled back. "I'm so glad you're okay."
Her hand tightened around his, and she flashed him another smile. Right now, he was in no danger of getting his ass kicked, but that might not hold true when she heard the whole story.
"Chand?" she questioned softly.
The corners of her mouth lifted into a large, bright smile when he opened his eyes, and she breathed a sigh of relief. He was alright. The doctors had said that he would be alright, but she hadn't believed it until this moment.
She stood when he took her hand into his, and she very nearly threw herself into his arms. Luckily, she'd only made it halfway there when she realized that would probably hurt him.
"Il dio mio, Chandler," she breathed as she pulled back. "I'm so glad you're okay."
Her hand tightened around his, and she flashed him another smile. Right now, he was in no danger of getting his ass kicked, but that might not hold true when she heard the whole story.
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