"Ugh...whoa..." Sam grumbled, his throat groggy and hoarse from extended lack of use. While one hand propped himself up in the bed, the other went immediately to his head as a wave of dizziness and nausea swept over him.

He'd gotten up waaaay too fast. Baby steps, Sam. Baby steps.

"Yeah?" he grumbled, obviously not immediately recognizing his own brother's voice. "I'm here. I'm awake. What's up? Where am I?" he asked, closing his eyes in an effort to still the dizziness.