"Hey! Fiona McKenzie! Get your head out of the clouds and get this order out!" Joe yelled, breaking me from my thoughts. With a sigh, I grabbed the food that was supposed to go out, and turned to the counter and ran right into Troy Kennedy, and spilled a cup of guacamole all over his shirt.

"Oh my God. Troy, I'm so sorry!" I barely managed to get the words out. Troy was the hottest guy at work, and not to mention incredibly nice to me. However, whenever he was around, I found myself tongue-tied, or at severe risk of sounding like an idiot.

"It's OK, Fili," Oh yeah, Troy's a huge Lord of the Rings fan, and knowing that I'm a complete nerd myself, has called me Fili since my first day. He reached over my shoulder, getting close enough that I could smell his aftershave, and grabbed another bowl of guacamole. He handed it to me and then headed to the back to grab a spare shirt.

After watching him leave, and staring where he'd been walking for a good thirty seconds, I suddenly remembered that I had food to hand out. Putting it on the server tray, I propped the tray on my shoulder and headed to the table.

Finally the day ended, and I was able to sit down for five minutes, uninterrupted. As I was relaxing in a corner booth, re-reading a book from my personal library at home, I heard someone sit down on the other side of my table.

"So, you managed to get pretty boy all messed up. Did you say anything beyond your normal stutter?" All this was from my very unlikely best friend, Brianna. She is the typical college girl, she flirts with all the guys, much to her boyfriend's chagrin, and works at Fashion Central in the mall. The only thing she and I have in common is our love for Supernatural, though admittedly, she watches it for the hot guys, and I watch it for the plot, and well, the hot guys. What can I say? I may be shy, but I am a girl who can appreciate a good looking man, and man… are Dean and Sam Winchester hunks.

"No." I put down my book with a sigh. "I never know what to say to him. I don't even know why he talks to me, I never get farther than one word sentences. He's so nice to me, I don't understand why I can't just get over my damn shyness."

"Well, I could get Zach to invite him on an unofficial double date… We could go see that new movie you've been freaking out about all summer."

"While I totally appreciate the offer, and would love to go see that movie, I don't think that's such a great idea. You know how I get at movies I enjoy, and I would just annoy him."

"Yeah. Good point. Though you're missing the fact that if you two finally get your act together and start dating, at some point he is going to see your fan girl side. If he's half the man I think he is, then he'll love you anyway."

"Well, gee, Bri, I don't know what to say to that, aside from when did you get so smart?"

"Always have been. You just pay too much attention to your fan life and Troy to notice."

"And there went the brains. Thanks, Bri, for your words of kindness."

"Anytime, Fi, anytime. Now what say you we go home?"

"You go. I'm going to walk." Since the apartment we shared was only about a mile and a half away, I had no problems walking the distance, as I had many times already over the past year.

"OK, but don't get yourself run over. I know how you are, reading and walking, and not paying attention."

"I'll stay on the sidewalk." I said, getting an eyebrow raise in return. "Promise."

"Alright. See you at home."

After Bri left, I read another couple chapters, getting me about 50 pages from the end of the book. Even though I'd already read it about 50 times, the story never got old, and I always found something new that I hadn't read before. I headed out the front door, saying goodbye to Joe on my way out, earning a grunt in return. After I'd crossed the main road and gotten on the sidewalk, I pulled out my book, and started reading again. I looked up every couple of paragraphs to make sure I wouldn't run into anybody, but the sidewalk was pretty empty, and I didn't have too much to worry about.

As I reached the corner about two blocks from my house, I looked up to make sure no cars were coming and headed into the crosswalk, still reading. Suddenly, I heard the squeal of brakes, and felt myself get knocked over, and then the world went black.