V3 ch147

"Jake!"

"Wake up, Jake!"

"Get Mom and Dad!"

There was screaming. A lot of screaming. It was so loud. I twisted and turned. 

"Give him some space." A deep voice commanded, soothing me a little. "Jake. It's time to wake up, Jake."

I blinked. Blinked again. I reached up to rub my eyes. 

Dad was right next to me. Just beyond him were the twins. Noah. Mom. 

I looked at them blankly, unsure of what was happening. I shivered, feeling cold. My face felt strange. I causally gave it a wipe, finding that it was wet. I was wet. I swiped under my eyes. I was crying. 

"It's okay, Jake. You're okay." Dad gave my leg a pat. 

I looked up at him and shivered again. "I'm c-cold." My teeth started to chatter. 

Mom inched closer. She spoke softly. "Why don't you go take a warm shower? Get that sweat washed off and get into some clean pajamas?"