Shadows In Durango

Chapter 119

Chapter 119

***** Vincent's POV*****

At first, I thought I was fully imagining it...

That my mind, desperate for any slight sign of life, was playing tricks on me...

But no- the faintest twitch of his fingers in mine was real!

My gasp caught up in my throat, and I held still, afraid to move, afraid to break whatever fragile connection had just been sparked.

"Daryl?!" My voice barely escaped as a whisper, my heart thudding loudly in my ears.

For a moment, there was nothing. The machines kept their steady rhythm, the silence closing in on me again. I gripped his hand tighter, willing him to give me another sign, anything to show me that he was still in there, fighting to come back. Then, just as I was about to lose hope, his eyelids fluttered. It was so small, so quick, that I almost missed it, but it was definitely there.

A flicker of life!

My heart sprung up into my throat next, and I stood up so fast that the chair tipped over behind me with a loud clatter.

"Daryl? Daryl, can you hear me? Whatever you're doing, keep doing it! It's working!" I leaned over the bed, my face inches from his, my hand still gripping his tightly.

"C'mon, man, give me something else..." I plead, not wanting the momentous moment to die out.

His brow furrowed ever so slightly, and I watched, holding my breath as his chest hitched, a faint groan escaping his lips next.

He's responding! He's finally waking up!

The machines around him beeped a little faster, reacting to his movements and sudden change in demeanour, and I felt a surge of hope crash through me like a tidal wave.

I reached for the call button beside the bed, smashing it with more force than necessary as I called for a nurse - pressing it again and again as if that would make them move faster outside.

Dropping it, I rush to the room door, opening it and seeing a half asleep Amelia looking up at me - suddenly startled.

"What's going on Vincent?!" Amelia stammers, leaning forward and dreading to hear any more bad news.

The rush of nurses come speeding down the hallway, as I motion for them all to hurry up...

"He's waking up!" I shouted, my voice shaking with a mix of relief and disbelief all at the same time. "He's waking up, come quick!"

Within moments, the room was a flurry of activity. Nurses rushed in, checking his vitals, adjusting the machines before a doctor arrived shortly after.

them gave me a reassuring

she said, her tone professional but warm. "His vitals are improving rapidly.

catch a breath, letting them work, but my eyes never left

just to come back to us, and for the first time since this nightmare began, I felt the

side, lacing her arm around mine as she held on to me, breathless,

the doctor inject something up in to his arm through

smile breaking out across my face. "He's fighting hard, Amelia. He's coming back to us." I state firmly, believing it

her hands over her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she

moment, as they offered us gentle smiles on their passing leaving

the last hurdle... it could take minutes or even hours... but just press the button again and the nurses will be with him when he's awake and needs anything. When he wakes up, he will feel exhausted and will probably fall back

you!" Amelia breathes out, as he nods and heads for the door with the

room, but it no

the sound now -

to the spot and scared

she said softly. "You're the one who managed to pull him back." She tells me, as

"Nah he didn't need me. He did this himself. Daryl's always been stronger than me. I just..." I swallowed, struggling to find

her grip firm yet trembling with emotion. "He needed you here,

for his life because of

breaths, the beeping of the machines now a strange sort of comfort knowing that they were helping to

sound meant he was still here, still

It wasn't over.

Not yet.

settled between Amelia and me as we just took the

like we were holding our collective breath, waiting for

groan, sent my heart racing with

I'll go and get some air, I feel a little nauseous in here, maybe you can try to talk him round again?" she said, her

not trusting my voice as she quietly slipped out of the

I stayed by

his hand, finding it to be still limp in mine, before it twitched again more

leaning closer. "You can do this."

against mine. "That's it! Keep doing what you're doing!" I state, longing

slowly, very

gaze was unfocused, hazy, but it was enough for me. He was in there,

swirling as I felt in that

on me as he groaned this time, trying to adjust to the light of the

it was incoherent words that

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