Elizabeth wouldn't wake up until possibly an hour or two later. Naturally something like that probably would've left someone out for longer than that, but the hunters usually trained themselves to wake up fast from things like passing out or being knocked out even. And, usually, it came in handy. Out of reflex she jolted to a sitting upright position when she did wake up, only to yelp loudly in surprise from the pain that instantly came from the fast action. Quickly she was laying back down, with a killer head ache that made her head throb, almost reminding her of a hang over, if she'd ever had had one before, since she refused to touch a drink. But she could recall others explaining something like what she was feeling at the time. Closing her eyes tightly, Elizabeth put a hand over her eyes as if to shield them from whatever light there might've been, rubbing her temples at the same time. "What the hell...?" She muttered to herself, not really remembering what had happened until a few moments later, the memories hitting her like another smack to the face.<br/><br/>Groaning now, she rubbed her temples a few more moments longer before she looked around the room where she was, her gaze traveling slowly. Her eyes first simply moved to each of the walls, where she was laying, then at the bag of blood, following the little tube down to where an IV had been put in her arm. "What...?" She muttered again, squinting her eyes slightly for a moment as if she couldn't see clearly. Yet when she tried moving to get up, she found more pain shooting up her spine, and very nearly gasped as she quickly settled back down, the sting staying for a few moments while she took deep, slow breaths.<br/><br/>Seeing something on the table beside the bed she was resting on, she weakly reached a hand over to read what she noticed as a note. From none other than Tabbi, she immediately assumed. And no matter how hard she could try arguing with herself even, she was in no state to even try considering leaving. Setting the note back on the table, she rubbed at her eyes a bit from how awfully tired she was. And, frankly, after staring at the ceiling for a few moments that was all it took, she ended up falling right back to sleep. But this time instead of an expression of pain her face was peaceful, innocent even. She'd sleep for hours this time, time slipping right by.