"Kurt!" Blaine said, keeling down beside the teary eyed Kurt. "Oh my god Kurt, are you ok?" Blaine asked.

"What do you think?" Kurt said coldly. Blaine looked up at Jack, whose green eyes were wide and full of fear.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to have you get hurt! I was trying to shoot at the door." Jack said. He dropped the pistol and kneeled down beside Kurt as well. Kurt slowly dared to take his left hand off his right shoulder. He couldn't see the wound itself but he saw the blood on his hand. Blaine saw the wound though. Kurt's shoulder was covered in blood, there was no bullet hole since the bullet hit the door, but Blaine could see the exposed flesh from the speeding bullet that skimmed over Kurt's soft skin. Kurt's raw flesh stung against the dry air, causing him to cover it again.

"Kurt, come on. I need to get you some help." Blaine said gesturing for Kurt to stand up. Kurt nodded. Blaine helped Kurt stand; he was shaky from being in shock. It broke Blaine's heart to see Kurt in pain.

"Blaine, Kurt… I am SO sorry! I didn't mean to-" Jack started but Blaine cut him off.

"Jack… could you help me?" Blaine asked, getting Kurt to stand up straight.

"Yes, how?" Jack asked.

"You can call 9-1-1 while I get Kurt to the front doors." Blaine told Jack. Jack pulled out his cell phone and dialed 9-1-1 as he gave the information to the woman on the other line. At first, Kurt was a little wobbly, but with Blaine's help, they made it to the front doors in 10 minutes. Not 1 minute after they got to the doors did the paramedics rush him into the ambulance, along with Blaine. On the way there, the paramedics tightly wrapped the wound on Kurt's shoulder to try to keep it from bleeding any more. Blaine stayed by Kurt the whole time.

"B-Blaine…?" Kurt asked once in the ambulance.

"Yes Kurt?" Blaine answered, holding his hand.

"I'm scared. Will I die because of this?" Kurt looked teary eyed and broke Blaine's heart even more. But before Blaine could answer, a Paramedic chimed in.

"No, the only possible way for you to die right now would be loss of blood, and maybe infection later on but not with us watching you." The thin man laughed a little. "You got nothing to worry about kid." Kurt let out a sigh of relief. Not a second later did the ambulance hit a huge speed bump, causing everything in the back to shake or fly in the air. This did not help Kurt for the pain. As if things couldn't get worse for the boys, the ambulance all but slowly stopped on the side of the road.

"Is everyone alright back there?" called the driver. The thin paramedic checked Kurt for a moment.

"Yeah, were all fine. What the Hell happened Marty?" asked the Paramedic.

"There was a huge pot hole in the road, I hadn't seen it. John I'm gonna call for another ambulance then check under the hood." Marty said as he got out. Marty was a fairly heavy man with something of a biker beard. But his facial features and voice indicated him to be somewhat of a nice, friendly person.

"Shouldn't they be in a rush?" Kurt whispered to Blaine, who shrugged in response.

"Don't you guys worry; we'll get you into another ambulance and have to the hospital in no time." The man, who was supposedly John, told the two boys.

"What about Kurt?" Blaine asked.

"He'll be fine," John started but Blaine wouldn't have it.

"How do you know? You're not a doctor are you?" Blaine asked somewhat defensively.

"No, but he's not hurt too badly, he will be ok until the other ambulance gets here." John said calmly.

"NOT HURT TOO BADLY? HE WAS FREAKING SHOT!" Kurt flinched at Blaine's sudden and loud outburst. Blaine was yelling, Kurt could have sworn he was starting to tear.

"Sir, Kurt here will be ok, would you like me to prove it to you?" John said in a calming voice. He must have gotten this a lot to be handling it so well.

"Yes." Blaine stated firmly.

"Ok then." John went to lightly touch his hand to Kurt's reddened bandages. When his fingertips made contact with the bloody bandage Kurt winced and let out a small squeak of pain.

"You see? As long has he has the feeling that means that the flesh is still alive. He will be fine until the ambulance gets here." John said as Marty got off the line with the center. As Marty lifted the hood of the vehicle, smoke came up almost immediately. All three in the back saw the smoke.

"What's going on out there Marty?" John called from the back of the ambulance, Kurt and Blaine looked at each other simultaneously.

"How should I know? I'm not a mechanic!" Marty yelled back when a light bulb went off in Kurt's head.

"Maybe I'll know what's wrong with it!" Kurt said which gained a chuckle from John, seeing as Marty couldn't hear him.

"You're just a kid, plus, the smoke might harm your wound or it might just hurt more." John told Kurt.

"Well, my Dad owns a repair shop for cars. I've helped him plenty of times to know the basics of a motor." Kurt argued. "Can I just have a look at it?" John internally debated with himself for a minute.

"Uhh," John started. "I, I guess so, if you really want to. Just don't touch anything! It'll be hot. You don't need a burn to go along with that wound now do you?" John told Kurt who got a little too excited about looking at a car motor that needed fixing. And it's just Kurt's luck, as soon as he stepped out the door the other ambulance came. Kurt groaned in annoyance at its presence. A woman came out of the back doors to the ambulance. She had long blonde hair, bluish green eyes, and pale light skin like Kurt, she didn't look any older than 30. When she spotted Kurt she rushed over to him, taking him by the non-injured shoulder.

"Come with me, we'll get you to the hospital." She said in a sweet, soft voice. Blaine came out of the back when he saw the other ambulance pull up. Before Kurt could say another word, the woman had him sitting in the back of the ambulance she had come from, Blaine had followed.

"Are you his brother?" the woman asked Blaine once they started moving. Blaine had been hugging Kurt since they sat down, telling him it'll be over soon because Kurt had told Blaine it started to sting again.

"No, I'm his boyfriend." Blaine told the woman, it was silent for a moment.

"So you're gay?" She asked just plain curiosity on her face.

"Yes." Blaine said, not taking his eyes off Kurt. The woman looked at the boys for a moment.

"What are your names?" the woman asked.

"I'm Blaine, this is Kurt." Blaine told her.

"I'm Samantha." The woman said. There was another silence, it was longer but it was broken when Samantha spoke again. "My son was gay." She spoke softly.

"What do you mean 'was'?" Kurt asked.

"Here, let me change those bandages, they're getting too bloody." Samantha said as she begun to unwrap the red bandage off of Kurt's shoulder. She wrapped a clean white bandage in place of the old one. She was avoiding the question. Blaine and Kurt could tell she didn't want to talk about it, so they left it alone. Soon they pulled up to the hospital, but before they even left the ambulance, Kurt blacked out.