Carl sighed with relief as he found her sleeping where he left her. She was starting to stir, however, and he knew his time was running out. He reached to his bag of tools and withdrew the bottle of water. After twisting off the cap he gently cupped his hand behind her neck to lift her head.<br/><br/>"Have a drink, beautiful..." he cooed softly to her, "It'll make you feel better."<br/><br/>Slowly, he began to drizzle the water into her mouth, giving her small amounts that could easily be swallowed, hoping he could get her to drink. He realy didn't want to have to force her.