Amy couldn't do anything as she watched Sam fall, Jo was on the bed just out of sight but she could still hear her breathing so she was still alive, as was Sam. That was what mattered, they were alive. She just couldn't find the energy to move.

It felt like something had drained her and keeping a hold on her human form was trouble without the pain on top. Amy could tell she still had hands, that was a blessing. She slowly forced herself to try and move. If she she could reach Jo then maybe Sam would have a chance.

With a lot of effort Amy rested her head on the bed, propping herself up against it. "Help Sam." She forced the words, "Please." She tried to keep her eyes open but couldn't quite do it. Which meant that her eyes changing to their fox like appearance wouldn't be noticed. However the ears and tail from under the shirt she was sleeping in, were a little bit harder not to.