It was only because Mike had asked him to come back that made Chris actually do so. He'd had the vague sort of plan to hand off the stethoscope and get out of there. After all, he'd only gone in there to check on Eostre, make sure she was still breathing and hydrated and that Mike wasn't driving himself insane with worry. And, Lennox was probably still waiting for him anyway.

But, there'd been something in Mike's tone that had made him come back. Except he didn't really acknowledge either of them as he walked over, heading immediately for the plastic cup of water on the table beside them. He poked at the piece of wood sticking out of it, a tiny piece of cotton fabric wrapped around the end, soaked in water and he leaned over to wet Eostre's lips lightly, making sure some got into her mouth. It didn't seem like enough, not nearly enough, but he tried to tell himself that it was.