Emily's POV

　　I felt the tears start to flow, but I just nodded. It wasn't until I'd found the mouth to speak that I croaked out a reply. "Can I… can I sit with him?" I asked with a breaking voice.

　　"Of course," Dr. Peterson said gently. "Just be careful not to disturb any of the equipment." I nodded and walked over to the bed immediately.

　　Getting there, I took his hand and squeezed it in mine a bit. But there was no warmth there, there was nothing to ...