((((What is he supposed to do, do you know?? Maybe you could talk Trinity. , I don't know. I'm not even supposed to be on. If I disappear you know why. ))))
Colt barely left Inez's side. Trinity would slip food in for him, but other hten that she didn't come close to the lean=to. He had moved her to one of the sick ones and Trinity was under strickt rule not to go to any of hte other lean-tos. She listened too, to scared to go to them.
"Come on, love, please pull through." He said as he put the wet cloth to her lips so she wouldn't be dehydrated. He had done that every day several times keeping her tounge and mouth moist.
She felt moisture in her mouth again. Liquid in her slowly dehidrating mouth. She tried to murmer a thank you and only managed a grown. She rolled over, her head landing on his lap.
I did, and I slept for God know's how long and when I woke, it was to more water dripping down my throat, and the prospect of food. My stomach roiled at the thought.
Colt tried to get Inez to eat some soup that Trinity had brought, but she wouldn't eat it. He got more water in her mouth and sighed. "Come on honey, you need to eat."
Her stomach roiled at the thought of food, it roiled at the water sliding down her throat. With a gasp she rolled over and threw up blood on the floor.