Chapter 21 - Sam POV

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"Stop." I yelled as I tried to stop her from drinking it.

She was too fast. Before I could do anything, she had the lid off and the vile was raised to her lips. Almost the instant she drank it her eyes glossed over and she fell to the ground before I could catch her.

"Eve." I said as I ran to her side.

"Shit." I said as I realized that this was happening, she was not breathing.

She was dead.

I ripped open the bag as quickly as I could. I pulled out the tube that I had to stick down her throat.

"How hard can it be?" I asked myself.

I opened her mouth and tried to get it in so I could save her, but it was not working. I was meeting resistance, and I was scared if I pushed any harder, I would hurt her. That's when I realized my hands were shaking.

"Calm down Sam." I told myself. "You can do this, it's just like you saw them do on House."

I picked up the tube again and tried again. Thank God this time I figured it out. As fast as I could I put on the bag and started pumping air into her lungs. I felt like I was going to die from relief as I watched her chest rise and fall.

Now all I had to do was keep her like this up until I could wake her up. Or blow up her heart.

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