(A/N) Noah's POV! I took a look at the comments and TDIluvr hit the nail on the head: Noah is in the town that Heather landed in! TDIluvr, you get your brownie points!!! *hands over pieces of paper with pictures of brownies on them* TDIluvr: "Gee thanks! WHEEEE! BROWNIE POINTS!!!" (Alright, I'm done! Enjoy the chapter!)

With friends by my side, my life was better than ever! Never before had I actually looked forward to be in school. But, as awesome as my life was going at the moment, things were about to get really complicated.

It was after my martial arts classes ended. It was overcast and a little cold outside, but I decided I would take a little walk around town anyway. So, I said bye to my friends and started walking.

I started walking down Main Street, looking at all the shop windows as I went along. As I turned a corner, I didn't go five steps before I heard a commotion coming from an alley a few buildings away. I quietly and quickly made my way over, being careful not to make any noise. I listened in, but I didn't look because I was afraid that whoever was in there would see me.

"Let… let go of me! That hurts!" cried a familiar female voice.

"I'll let go once you hand over all your money." responded a thug.

"But I told you! That's all the money I have! If you take it, I'll have nothing to live on!!!"

"Do I bear the resemblance of a guy who cares?!?! Now hand it over!"

I heard the girl struggle to get free. I wanted to help, but I knew I had to wait for the right time to strike, so I held my ground.

Suddenly, I heard a thud, followed by the thug saying, "If you won't hand it over, I'll just take it!"

"Please, I begging you!" implored the girl. I heard a sob in her voice.

"Shut up!" he said, followed by a smack and another thud.

That's it! No more Mr. nice guy!

I took in a deep breath and readied myself. Then I jumped into the alley and attacked, knocking the thug to the ground.

"Who the *** are you?!?!" he yelled.

"The lady said please." I said ignoring his question, "So hand over the money and I won't hurt you!"

The thug got to his feet and said, "Fat chance, Mr. Toothpick!"

"Fine!" I said, and went in for another attack.

How the battle went exactly was a blur. I just remember that it was all so natural, like I didn't have to think about what moves to do or try to remember how to do them. My brain did all the thinking for me and I just focused on where to throw the punches.

Finally, the thug, who now was covered in bruises and had a bloody nose, gave up, dropped the money, and fled the alley.

"And you better hope I never see your sorry ass again!" I yelled as he ran away.

I picked up the cash he dropped. It added up to about $200. I looked to my right. There was a leopard print suitcase that was open and had black cloths hanging out. I walked over, put the clothes back in, laid the money on top, and closed the suitcase.

I turned around to see who the girl who was mugged was. She lay by the opposite wall. I ran over to her. She lay on her side, her arm covered her face. She was covered in bruises. But more important, she wasn't moving!

"Ma'am? You okay?" I asked, "Ma'am?!" I grabbed her wrist and felt her pulse. It was shallow, but at least it was better than no pulse at all!

I pulled out my cell phone and dialed 911! When they picked up on the other end, I told them the situation and my location and they told me to stay there.

When I hung up, I waited for the ambulance. After a while, I felt the girl move slightly. She moved her arm from her face, revealing that she was wearing a blindfold. I tried to see if she was conscious enough to speak, "Hey, you alright?" I asked. Stupid question, I know, but if I could keep her talking, I could keep her awake.

She grumbled as she awoke, and the only words that passed her lips were, "Noah? Is that you?"

Suddenly, it hit me why her voice was so familiar. "Heather?"

Just then, the ambulance pulled up. As they put Heather on a stretcher, Wendy hopped out of the passenger seat of the ambulance and over to me.

"Noah, I heard what happened! Are you okay?"

I was still kneeling on the ground, still on shock, saying nothing.

"Noah?! Man, what's up?"

"That girl…" were the only words I could form.

"C'mon, Noah." Wendy pulled towards the ambulance and put me in the other passenger seat I looked back to the alley. The police were already there, searching the area. I was still silent.

"Noah, what's wrong with you? You look like you saw a ghost!" said Wendy, desperately trying to get me to speak.

"That girl…" I said again.

"What about her?!?!"

"She's… Heather."

And as I said those two words, the ambulance started to move away from the alley and towards the hospital.

Like I said, complicated.

(A/N) I really like this one! There's just something about rescue stuff that drives me wild! Anyway, the next chapter will be the same event, but with Heater's POV! Review please!