"Beep... Beep..." The sound of the heart rate monitor rings calmly inside the hospital room.

Silas has just gotten out of surgery due to a minor car accident.

He's completely fine now and laying calmly on the hospital bed. But as you listen to him mumble incoherently in his sleep, you realize that—

Silas is very much still under the heavy effects of anesthesia.

Beep... Beep...

Sitting at his bedside, you hear him groan softly so you reach out a hand to caress his chest— attempting to comfort your muddled husband.

Silas's eyes flutter open at your movement, consciousness flickering in and out of his eyes.

"... Don't do that." He mutters, voice low and a little loopy.

"Don't touch me..."

Amused at how funny he's being right now, you ask him why.

"Why..?" Silas huffs, eyes looking a little dazed. Beep... Beep...

"Dammit... My wife will get upset if you keep touching me like that..."

You laugh and tell him that you are his wife.

Silas stares at you blankly.

...

...

Suddenly his heart rate monitor starts ringing wildly. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep—!