"Not hungry," Eliot mumbled and settled back to finding a comfortable position on the bed. It took too much effort to move, this felt even worse than his extended stay in the North Korea underground prison.

"But should eat..." By then it seemed like Dean had already wandered off to shower, so Eliot contented himself in trying to get more water into him.

Of course, all that drinking had the other problem, and that was he needed to take a leak. Ah shit, Dean was in there too. Not to mention he didn't know if he was steady enough to get himself across the room anyway.

Growling in frustration at his own weakness, he put the water back down and willed himself to rest until Dean came back to help him.