David groaned as he opened his haunted purple eyes, peering up into a face that he could have sworn was from an angel.  He was immediately wondering if he was in trouble for something as the woman lightly slapped his cheeks, trying to get him to wake up, and mentally berated himself.  His throat hurt and it was itchy from lack of anything having passed his lips for what felt like an eternity, and his wounds, both small and otherwise, reminded him of the hit and run he had endured to get here.  "I'm...awake...just barely.  Wouldn't...have anything...to drink would you?  Haven't...stopped running since...two days ago."  Although, it felt a hell of a lot longer though as his arm and ribs flared at the same time, making David want to scream, but he bit his tongue and kept it at bay.  "Ribs...cracked...arm broken.  Help...please..."  His blonde hair covered head was matted in sweat as David started to fall back into unconsciousness, unable to keep his wits about him as the pain took him under.