Nick woke up and the first thing he felt was pain. His arm was killing him. He opened his eyes and looked around him a bit. He was lying in a high but small bed with white sheets. The walls of the room were also white, without much decoration. An hospital room. Nick raised his head slowly and saw Lauren sleeping in a bed next to him. Someone was sitting on a chair by the foot of his bed.

"Dad?"

"Oh, Nick. You're awake. How do you feel?"

"Like someone ripped my arm off. What happened?"

"I was gonna ask you the same thing. BJ came back from school with two friends, and they took the other boat to go cruise around. They found you and Lauren in pretty bad shape in the middle of the ocean. What happened?"

"Shark attack..."

"That what the doctor thought, after seeing your arm. Since when do you drive the boat in places invaded by sharks?"

"I didn't. I have no idea why there was a shark there." Nick told his father what happened. When he was finished, he looked at Lauren, who was still sleeping in the bed next to his. "Is she alright?"

"Yes, she is. She hasn't woke up yet, but she should soon. She isn't in a coma, if that's what bothering you."

"I was worried she might have a concussion."

"She doesn't. She has a big bump on her head, though, and might have a headache for a while. You're both going to be on pain-killers for a few days."

"Am I on pain-killers right now?"

"Yes. Does your arm hurt a lot?"

"You have no idea. Thank God I have painkiller, I think I'd die otherwise."

"You should try to sleep. We'll go home when Lauren will wake up."

"Okay, thanks dad."

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