"Yeah...sure thanks," he mumbled, laying back on the pillow. He let out a breathe he didn't realize he was holding when Melissa walked out. All in the waiting room, so at least whatever happened he was the only one who got hurt. He could live with that. He reached up to run a hand over his head and felt...hair. His hand froze there, eyes wide. How long had he been out? Holy shit, he'd been in a coma.