"That would be way better," Elliot agreed. "But I'd take either one."

She helped Shawn up onto the X-ray table, sucking in her breath at how bad the foot looked, and watched as the picture came up. "Looks like you have fractures in this bone, this bone, and this bone," she said, tapping on the screen to indicate. "You need a walking cast and you'll be using crutches for a couple weeks."