Crystal woke up on the beach. She had only blacked out for a few minutes when she heard a voice yelling.
"Call 911!" Crystal didn�t know that voice. Then Crystal sat up and looked around. There was a guy standing over her saying, "Shit, shit, shit, shit." Then he noticed she was looking at him weirdly.
"I�m fine." Crystal said and stood. She felt immense pain in her left foot and she lurched backwards into the guy�s arms.
"SHIT!" He yelled as he caught her.
"Is that the only word you know?" Crystal teased and she laughed and felt a searing pain in her head.
"My god, I�m sorry, I lost control, and I will pay for everything. Don�t�" He said more but Crystal blacked out again. She woke up again in the back of an ambulance.
"Hey there." A paramedic was shining a light into her eyes. "How are you doing?"
"Fine, I guess. What happened?" She asked.
"I hit you." It was that voice again. She looked at him; he was sitting up with ice on his head where there was a nasty gash.
"You�re here too?" Crystal was confused.
"Yeah, they," He pointed to the paramedic, "think I have a concussion, plus I just wanted to make sure you were all right and get your phone number." He winked at her and Crystal was shocked.
"You want my phone number?" She asked. "OUCH!" The paramedic was touching her foot.
"It�s probably broken." The paramedic told her.
"Wonderful." Crystal said and looked at the guy. �He�s kind of hot.� She thought to herself. He had big blue eyes and a baldhead. "Why did you want my number." She asked.
"So I can get your information for my insurance." He told her. Crystal�s heart fell. She thought he was hitting on her. Then she noticed that he looked familiar.
"Do I know you?" She asked.
"Nope," he grinned. "Why?"
"You look like someone but I can�t place you. Where�s Janna?"
"Your friend is going to the hospital to meet us." The paramedic told her.
"Fuck! I wrecked her dad�s Jet Ski." Crystal groaned.
"Don�t worry I�ll replace it." The guy said. "I�m Elijah."
"I�m Crystal." She said and she felt like she was going to pass out again. The world was swirling and she made a gurgling noise and threw up.
"Well, nice to meet you?" Elijah moved out of the path of the vomit. Crystal was coughing and looked miserable.
"You mean it was nice to nearly kill me?" She said after she had recovered from vomiting.
"That to." Elijah smiled and Crystal suddenly knew who he was.
"Holy shit! Your Elijah Wood. Frodo?" Crystal said followed by, "OOUCH! Damn it stop poking my foot!"
"Yes, that�s me, Frodo." Elijah looked worried as the paramedic pulled up her suit and there was a nasty cut on her leg. "That�s bone, isn�t it?" Elijah said to the paramedic who was examining the break.
"Wonderful, a hobbit nearly killed me, yes, I can die happy now." Crystal looked at him and turned purple. "Bone? You can see bone?"
"Yes, I think you have a compound fracture." Elijah said; he rubbed his chin as he leaned closer to look.
"She does. Don�t worry about it though, we�ll take care of it." The paramedic was talking as Crystal passed out. When she woke up she was on a bed and a doctor was poking her with a needle.
"Are you allergic to anything?" The doctor asked.
"My mom?" Crystal said weakly.
"In the waiting room. You�re going to have to have that leg fixed. Are you allergic to anything?"
"No."
"Ok, you're going to feel some tingling and then I want you to count backwards from one hundred."
"Kay, 100, 99�" Crystal went under and dreamed of Frodo stitching up her leg.