Graduation Gift Gone Wrong Chapter 2

Author's Notes: This is set toward the end of Season 3. In this story, Nationals is once again held in New York City, instead of Chicago. I do not own Glee.

I thank everyone for their comments.

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"Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed as he caught his boyfriend.

They sank to the sidewalk as Blaine cradled his boyfriend's unconscious body.

"Kurt! Please answer me."

"Now you can get what you deserve for not keeping that off the streets," the man said.

"Just leave us alone," Blaine said loudly.

"You need to be taught a lesson."

Blaine's arms were yanked back and he saw Kurt slump to the ground. He was hauled away from his boyfriend. Blaine struggled, but the men, even in their drunken state, were stronger.

"We don't like you," the first man said right into Blaine's face.

The overwhelming smell of alcohol made Blaine's stomach churn.

"We don't like people like you flaunting themselves down the street," the man said, grabbing the lapels of Blaine's jacket. "You don't belong here. And we're going to teach you a lesson so that you'll remember that no one likes your kind and you deserve what you're getting."

"Let me go!" Blaine yelled.

"Sorry, but you've got this coming."

The man began throwing punches, connecting with Blaine's chest. The man changed his direction every few throws and a fist connected with Blaine's face.

Blaine continued struggling, but it was futile. He head a couple cracks and knew he had some broken ribs.

"Can we join in?" came a familiar voice.

The throws stopped and Blaine gasped for air. He knew he would crumble to the ground if he wasn't being held.

"Why?" the first man asked.

"Because we're looking for some action and we think that there's justifiable reason for this boy to get a beating."

Blaine lifted his head slightly and saw Puck, Mike Chang, Sam Evans and Finn Hudson standing there. He caught Puck's gaze and saw him give a tiny shake of his head signaling they did not want to be identified. Blaine felt a bit of hope that the New Directions boys were there to help.

Looking past Puck, he could see Finn glancing at Kurt. He knew Finn wanted to rush to his brother.

"Why not?" Puck asked. "Just look at the two of them."

"What happened to him?" Sam asked, pointing to Kurt.

"He hit his head on the wall," the man said. "When we're done with this one, then he'll get his."

Before Puck could take a step forward, they heard the sound of sirens approaching.

"The cops!" the drunk man said.

Blaine felt the two men holding him begin to shake.

"Relax," Puck said stepping forward. "If you don't panic, everything will be all right."

"How?" the man asked.

"First of all, you need to calm down," Puck said. "With the way you're acting, it's a give away that things are not right."

"Okay," the man said, taking a deep breath.

"And with the way your buddies are holding him, the copes will know something is wrong," Puck said. "Let us show you how to do it." He looked at Sam and Mike. "Take over for them."

Blaine felt the two men release their hold. For a moment he felt like he was going to collapse. Mike and Sam quickly stepped up and carefully kept Blaine upright.

"We've got you," Mike said softly.

"Kurt?" Blaine whispered.

"Finn, looking like you're tending to the other," Mike said.

"Got it."

The sirens got closer.

"Stop looking scared," Puck said. "You look like you're going to wet yourself."

"You're not scared?" the man asked, a tremble in his voice.

"You need to know how to deal with the cops," Puck said.

The sirens were even closer and a car spin around the corner. It came to a screeching halt right in front of them. The officer climbed out, his hand resting on the handle of his gun.

"What's going on here, gentlemen?" the officer asked. "I got a report of an assault talking place." He looked at Puck. "You want to tell me why that one looks like a truck ran over him."

"We didn't do that," Puck said. "We came out here to check on our friends."

"Your friends?" the man that had beaten Blaine asked.

"And the one who is unconscious is that guy's brother," Puck said pointing over at Finn and Kurt.

"Who is going to tell me what happened here tonight?" the officer asked as two more police cruisers pulled up to the curb. The officers climbed out and made their way around to the sidewalk.

"We came outside and saw these three beating our friend," Puck said.

"Hey," the man said.

"What's going on?" a voice asked. They turned to see it was Will.

"Sir, this is a police matter," the officer said. "You need to stand back."

"Six of these individuals are my students," Will said, stepping up beside Puck. "I was told one of them was beaten up."

"Do you want to tell me how that young man got those bruises?" the officer asked, directing his question to the three men.

"They came after us," Blaine said, the pain getting worse. "We were walking back to the hotel. They came across the street. They shoved me. I turned and told them to leave us alone. I turned back and they shoved me again. I bumped into Kurt, knocking him against the building. He was knocked out. They pulled me away from Kurt and they started hitting me. Then our friends came out."

"He's lying," the man slurred. "He came after us. He started it all."

"If he did, why don't you have any injuries?" the officer asked.

"He...he missed?" the man asked.

"Officer, if I can call my friend over, we have some evidence that might help clear things up," Puck said.

"Where is he?" the officer asked.

"Rory! Come here!"

Blaine looked up as Rory came jogging toward the group with a phone in his hand.

"Here you go," Rory said, handing the phone to Puck.

Puck took the phone and moved to the officer. He showed him the screen.

After a minute, the officer looked at the three men. "Put your hands behind your heads. You are all under arrest."

"What?" they exclaimed.

The officer looked back at Puck. "Can that video be emailed to the precinct?"

"Give me the address and we're good to go."

Blaine felt relief the three men would receive the punishment they deserved. His exhausted body began to give out.

"Oh, no," Sam said. "If you sit on the ground it'll be more painful to get up."

"I need to go to Kurt," Blaine said.

"Come sit on the bumper of the police car," Mike said, guiding Blaine forward. "The adrenaline is wearing off."

Blaine reluctantly leaned against the car as he watched their teacher move over to Kurt.

Will looked over his shoulder. "Is there an ambulance coming?"

"It's two minutes away," the officer said.

"Rory. Go to my room and grab my messenger bag," Will said. "That has all the paperwork I need for all of you."

As Rory took off running back into the hotel, Blaine asked, "Is Kurt okay?"

"He's breathing," Will said.

"He's got a bit of a bump on his head," Finn said.

"This is all my fault," Blaine whispered guiltily as he lowered his head.

The sounds of two sirens got closer. Two ambulances pulled up and the EMTs quickly got out. Two moved toward Kurt with a stretcher as two others approaching Blaine.

He distractedly answered their questions as he kept his eyes on his boyfriend. Blaine watched as the EMTs placed a collar around Kurt's neck, slid a backboard against his back and then gently move him to a stretcher.

Will and Finn walked along the stretcher as Kurt was wheeled toward the ambulance.

"Finn, go with Kurt," Will said.

"Me?" Finn asked.

"He needs someone familiar with him," Blaine said. "If he wakes alone, he will freak out. You need to be there to reassure him."

"Stay by his side," Will said. "No matter what anyone says, you stay with Kurt. I will come with Blaine. I'll also call your parents."

"Burt's going to flip," Blaine said guiltily.

"It'll be all right," Will said.

"Is someone riding with us?" the EMT asked.

"Finn, go," Will said, pushing him toward the ambulance.

A minute later, the ambulance pulled away from the curb.

Rory returned to the sidewalk handing Will his bag.

"You all need to return to your rooms and stay there," Will said looking at Puck, Sam, Mike and Rory in the eye. "I need you to do as I ask. I will be back as soon as I can."

"What should we tell the girls?" Sam asked.

"Be honest with them and make sure they stay here," Will said. "I will keep you updated."

The boys nodded.

The EMTs helped Blaine to his feet and over to the ambulance. He climbed in and sat down on the stretcher. The EMT raised part of it since Blaine didn't want to be flat on his back. They secured the belts around him as Will climbed in. The doors were closed and they were on their way.

To be continued...