Bre watched as the man freaked out when he woke in the ambulance. Normally they didn't allow nurses to ride along, but she ha insisted, she was going to get called in anyways. "Your in Boston, Mr....?" She left the end of the sentence open for his name. After a second, she continued on. "You got hit by an SUV. You're in an ambulance on the way to the nearest hospital." She fell silent as he struggled again, seeming to realize just now that his arm was useless. "The accident broke your arm in at least two places."<br/>Her attention was called away by the emt who asked her what happened. He told him what she'd seen leaving out the faster than any human could run.<br/>He watched with hawk like eyes as the paramedic placed an IV and after telling the man taking the report the licence plate number, she slid back next to the gurney. Leaning close to his ear, she mumbled, "Why were you running so fast? What are you so scared of?" Eyes fixed on his body language, she waited til they got to the hospital's ambulance entrance.<br/>Heaving a sigh, she launched off the ambulance as the doors swung open. She gathered the staff needed to see this man before meeting the medics in the hallway.<br/>"He was hit by an SUV. Seems like a broken arm and probably a concussion." She told the doctor who was working.<br/>Looking at the guy on the gurney, she was again struck at how good looking he was. Shaking those thoughts away, she smiled down at him. "You'll be fine now. My name is Bianna, Bre for short. Ask for me if you need me." She said as she walked away, being forced back to do paperwork on her account and to talk to the cops that had tailed them to the hospital.