Nature did not make staying awake easy on him. Tom tried. for his own sake, for his brother's. He seriously did not want to die. He wanted to live. He wanted to see Pandora or at least, hear his brother's stories about it. And he did not want to cause Jake any more pain. He couldn't believe that he had been through this once already.
"Yeah, his name is Tom," Tommy said, his voice drowsy and thin from the blood loss. Only Jake called him 'Tommy' nowadays. "And he would seriously like those drugs." He wasn't ready to point with his arm, instead his eyes flickered into the direction of the medic's hands.