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[Gerald Conner]

Gerald charged away from the camp and into the forest. He only made it a few yards before he collapsed and started gasping on the ground. He tried to take deep slow breaths as he fumbled in his pocket for his pills. His throat felt like it was closing and he was starting to feel lightheaded. He struggled with the cap on the pill bottle and managed to get it off. Shoving two tablets into his mouth, he forced himself to swallow the bitter pills. He gagged on the disgusting taste and wished he had a drink to wash them down.

It would be a whole fifteen minutes before they worked. He remained on his knees, one hand grasping a tree trunk, his other arm deep in the decomposing leaves of the ground. He looked around him, trying to focus on anything other than the nausea he felt rising in his gut and the need for air in his lungs. He tried taking deep breaths. His doctor had always said counting was supposed to help but he had never been able to concentrate long enough to get past three. His mind was having trouble focusing.

He looked around, half hoping someone would come and bring him some water, but he really didn't want anyone to see him like this. It was bad enough he was trapped on an island with complete strangers, and well on his way to establishing himself as 'worthless book snob', but he also had to go into fits because he found a snake coiled up on his chest when he woke up. That was to much to think about at the moment. Instead he tried to focus on getting enough oxygen into his body. If he hadn't been struggling for air, he would have yelled out in frustration. Why did this have to happen now?

[Amelia]

Amelia had went about trying to help out those who needed it. Especially the pregnant girl. She seemed capable of doing things on her own but she wanted to be sure that she was not putting so much stress on herself or the baby. She didn't really want the learning experience of how to birth a baby. She didn't know anything about birthin no baby! Not looking forward to it either. So she was definately going to stick with trying to get the girl to relax and make sure that she had plenty of water and stuff to eat.

Amelia learned from one of the other survivors that they could have drinking water, until they were by a fresh water sourse, and that was to boil the sea water. Amelia was a smart girl when it cames to books and science, but not when it came down to survival.

Amelia was heading back to the beach with some fruit that she found upon the jungle floor when she heard some movement. She paused thinking that it was another animal, but turned to see that Gerard was on the ground, seeming shaking and trouble breathing. She dropped the fruit that was in her arms and moved over to help him. "Hey! You okay? Whats wrong?"

[Gerald Conner]

Gerald looked up when he heard a voice. Amelia was here talking to him. That was good, he would have something to focus on other than the pounding in his chest and the burning in his lungs. "Yeah... I should be..." he gasped. He wasn't able to get out more than a few words at a time. How long ago had he taken his medicine? "It should go... away... in awhile." He could his breathing starting to regulate itself a little. That was good. He was almost done.

"Do you have a drink?" he asked. His hands were still trembling and but he was able to take deeper breaths. And he was starting to become aware enough to feel embarrassed about her seeing him like this. This was the second time she had helped him. Gerald didn't have a delicate ego, but he didn't like feeling like he needed help all the time. At least his heart was slowing and he was able to sit against the trunk of the tree. "I'm fine. Thanks."

[Amelia]

She moved over to him and kneeled down in front of him as he moved to sit back against the tree. She moved in front of him and placed the fruit down that she had collected. Reaching out to him she took his hand lightly in hers. "I have some water but first lets see if we can't get you breathing as normal as possible okay?" Then she placed his hand lightly upon her chest, and she took a deep breath, letting him feel her chest move under his hand. Then she let the breath out. "Just focus on copying me."

Okay so this did seem a little weird especially the fact that they barely knew each other. But she remembered watching something about people who are having asthma attacks and didn't have inhalers or medication to help them out. Just getting them to focus on breathing would help them. So this is what she was trying to do for Gerald.