"Your sister...she came back."

I wasn't ready to wake up yet, but it's hard to sleep when someone's tears are constantly dropping on your face and when the people in the room are being loud.

Someone held my face in both hands and spoke through sobs, "Sweetheart, please wake up."

Grandma? How did she get here?

On second thought, how did I get here?

Wait, where am I again?

I recognized the voices of the two other persons to be Sebastian's and Dylan's. They were arguing loudly, but I couldn't really pinpoint what the argument was even about.

"Could the both of you put a sock in it, my granddaughter is trying to rest," Grandma snapped at them.

"You're a doctor Sebastian, I did not expect this type of behavior from you in a sleeping patient's room," she went on to say.

Dylan snickered and Grandma put him in his place too, "And you Dylan, if you really were my granddaughter's friend, you would think of her health first instead of making all this noise."