January 25th

Fleur's here. Thank god. I've only got a few minutes to spare. It's all been…crazy.

Fleur told me that she got away easy because she told the story of what had happened to the CEO of the Asian
company she was working for and he insisted that she leave. Come back when she was done. Family being
important. Friendly family even more. And this was a miracle. He was fascinated and wanted to know
everything that happened but was too polite to ask. She told me she's been emailing him with mini-reports and
he's been sharing them with the company! Like a story or something! Kinda cool.

But besides that. Damn. Don't mean to ramble.

Johnathon is awake. I don't think I've slept. Much. When Fleur got here yesterday, I think I collapsed and
slept for six straight hours. That's unheard of for me but I think that she probably growled at anyone who even
thought about waking me.

Johnathon is awake. Weak. He's slowly trying to eat. Liquids. His body is so not used to it any more that at
first he was embarrassed until the nurses and doctors just waved away his concerns. That's their job. This is
his. To wake up his body and get all the machinery working.

Damn! This is the first time I get a chance to write and what do I write about? Bodily functions!

Johnathon is awake.

Awake.

He smiled at me.

His eyes looked at me.

I've been crying a lot.

And holding his hand.

And he holds mine.

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