Amelia squeezed his hand and prayed that he would breathe, she was staring at his chest, didn't it just move ? She whispered. "Come on love, I know you can do this".

Yes his chest was most definitely moving now and before long his breathing was calm and even. She started breathing again herself, at least he was breathing, there was still hope.

"The breathing is stabilised andt the oxygen levels are good, so this must be seen as a success. Now we can only wait and give him time". The doctor looked at her with a friendly smile.

When the doctor had left Amelia leaned down and kissed his...