<strong>Sunset</strong><br/><br/>Carrie's doped up state made her placid, relaxed and sleepy but with a faint smile.  As Alan left, the last vestiges of her twitching and headache left, leaving her apparently cured of her pains and  headaches.  With Mary's help, she reclaimed the water bottle, holding it in both hands as she drank slowly but surely.<br/><br/>Partway through, she stopped, taking a breath.  Breathing through her nose seemed to be a little bit beyond her right now.  Yet she took the chance to speak, not quite able to open her eyes more than gentle slivers and looking in Mary's direction.  "Will you stay?" she asked gently.  "I'd like to just have a friend to talk to."<br/><br/>Her blood pressure seemed relatively normal.  The way she was fading from the various meds, she would likely pass out in minutes.  Normal people wouldn't dream after such an ordeal, but since she had before, it was hard to say with her.