Sarah: was so exhausted. The medication they were forcing through her veins were making her very tired, but yet she still fought sleep. The nurses kept telling her to just lie back in relax, but yeah. She really couldn't; at least not in a stupid hospital bed. Poor Spencer had been up with her too, and she felt so guilty for everything happening to her. Holding his hand, she looked him in the eye. "Baby, you should go. Go sleep or go eat or something, please? I'll be fine. I'm kind of---" Sarah's eyes shifted to the door, assuming it was another doctor entering to check on her. Or lecture her. It wasn't a doctor. The man stood tall and pretty confident. The confidence Sarah once remembered she stood with as well...This guy at the door taught her that stance. "Noah?" She stated, more than questioned. She knew it was her brother, and she knew he was coming...just, she didn't know when. "How did you find me?"