If he wasn't so damn tired, he'd likely have scrambled awake in a panic and gone for his gun at the feeling of someone's hand on his shoulder. As it is, he jerks slightly and then blinks his eyes open, having to focus on...

oh, hell

"Shi...m'sorry, sir," he starts, trying to push himself up with his good arm as the room spins around him. Jay drops his head back to the pillow and closes his eyes.