When Hunter and Bryan arrived at the hospital they went to the emergency entrance two hours later. All of the wrestlers were kept after the show for questioning.
When they reached the waiting room the found Colt sitting there with his hand wrapped in ice.
"Do I want to know?" Hunter asked.
"Probably not. Before you ask though, I didn't hit Cena. He snuck out of the building."
Bryan shook his head. "I bet he did. Have you heard anything yet?"
"His arm was re-broken, he's got a concussion, and three broken ribs," he sighed. "The doctor thinks he might need knee surgery. Charlie and Shalene are in there with him now. I was waiting for the rest of his family."
"I'm going to kill Heyman and Cena." Bryan said.
"The cops said they will bring Heyman in for questioning," Hunter said rubbing the bridge of his nose. "But they can't go after Cena because there's no proof Cena had anything to do with it."
"I don't know Hunter," a voice said from across the room. They looked up to see Charlie standing there. "You think some texts from Cena's cellphone will be enough proof?" He asked holding up a cellphone.
"How did you get Cena's cellphone," Colt asked.
"I didn't. It's Phil's. I saw him looking at his cellphone during the show and I asked the doctor to give it to me. Check these out." He said handing Colt the phone. "I mean they might be from Heyman's phone. But I looked in Punk's phone book."
"This is good," Hunter said as he forwarded the messages to his cellphone. "How's Punk?" He asked.
"He's still unconscious but he's going to be pretty mad when he wakes up. When I walked in they had already given him pain medicine."
"I still remember about how he complained about the anesthesia they gave him after the elbow surgery." Colt said.
"But at least he's okay," Bryan said. "Or he will be okay. Broken arm, broken ribs, concussion he can come back from that."
"Knee surgery. That's not good," Hunter said thinking about all of his own knee surgeries. It changed you. He knew there were people that were worried about ruining their knees again.
"Maybe he won't need it," Charlie said, "the doctor said they'd need to do some further examination to find that out."
"Charlie!" They turned around to see an older man headed their way. "I came as soon as I heard the message. How is he?"
Charlie took his dad through the doors to visit Punk.
Hunter's phone started to ring. He looked down at the phone and saw that it was Stephanie. She had stayed home with the girls this show as Aurora was starting first grade. They were still trying to work out how they were going to handle this. He had a feeling with the way things were going; he'd have to be on the road more. Things were falling apart on RAW. He wasn't sure he could trust his father-in-law not to fire Punk for this.
"Hey Steph."
"I saw RAW," she said, "how's Punk?"
"Broken ribs, re-broke his arm, concussion, and he may need knee surgery. His family is in with him right now." He looked at his watch. It was almost 11. "I'll probably be headed back to the hotel soon. How are the girls?"
"Asleep. Aurora's all excited about starting first grade tomorrow. Are you still flying out tomorrow?"
"I think so. I'll have someone keep me posted. I'll definitely need to be in Montreal next Monday though." He saw that Colt was trying to get his attention. "Look I better go. I'll call you in the morning. Love you." He said and hung up.
"He's awake." Colt said as soon as caught up with them. They walked down the hall to the room that the nurse had told them was Punk's. They found Punk laying there looking around sleepily.
"Where am I?" He asked groggily.
"A hospital. You were hit by a car," Colt said stepping closer to the bed.
"A car? Where?" He asked his voice sounding even more confused.
"In the arena," Shalene answered.
"I was hit by a car in the arena? Is that even…" he stopped. "My head hurts," he said as he put his hand on his forehead. "Was it some kind of weird accident like someone took a wrong turn?"
They all exchanged looks. They had no idea how to tell them.
"That's not really important right now son," Mr. Brooks said. "Just get some rest and we can talk about it in the morning."
"They gave me pain meds didn't they?" Punk asked with a yawn. He closed his eyes and was out again.
They looked around.
"So who's going to tell him who hit him?" Colt asked.
They all looked at each other.
"You should. He's your best friend," Hunter said.
"But he's your boss and you don't exactly like him. Maybe Shalene should tell him. You're his favorite sister," Colt said turning to Shalene.
"No way. We'll draw straws."
Mr. Brooks sighed. "I'll tell him."
No one argued with him.