Mohinder was vaguely aware of his mother, but only on the periphery. What he'd tell her, what he could say, he didn't know. He felt himself fall nearly into the paramedics' hands. Nathan's voice was something distant and he felt himself pulled away from him, other hands moving over him, prodding lightly, checking vitals, pushing this and pressing that and backing off when he cried out softly in pain.
There were questions that started being fired as he felt a slice along his side. Something for his lung no doubt, because he could breathe a bit better--and then there was nothing but darkness, and this time he didn't bother fighting it, but gave up for a little while.
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Date: 2009-11-17 08:27 pm (UTC)There were questions that started being fired as he felt a slice along his side. Something for his lung no doubt, because he could breathe a bit better--and then there was nothing but darkness, and this time he didn't bother fighting it, but gave up for a little while.