I do not own The Outsiders, S.E. Hinton does.

Soda's Pov

Pony, why does this stuff always happen to him? It just isn't
right, but because bad situations keep finding their way to
Pony's path I'm kneeling here cradling my now unconscious
baby brothers body. "Pony, honey come on now, you gotta wake
up." I said gently, hoping by some miracle it would work.
Darry came running up to us, but I don't think he realized
what was going on.

"Soda, are you alright? Where's Pony?" I figured he'd ramble
on forever if he had the chance.

"Darry." I said, getting his attention. His eyes got real
wide, and he looked like he was gonna start bawling.

"Soda, what happened?" He asked, now kneeling down by Pony
and I.

"The Socs Dar, they kicked him real hard." I said, my voice
now quivered when I spoke. I heard Darry curse, and mutter
something under his breath about failing Pony again." You
didn't fail him Darry." I said, now the tears were starting
to fall.

"I gotta go get dad, I'll be back in a minute." Darry
shouted, already running to our house. Now it was Dally,
Two-Bit, Steve, and I with an unconscious Ponyboy. Please
Darry get here with dad soon, I silently prayed.

Mr. Curtis' Pov

The house was very quiet. All the boys were out so it was
just Mary and I. I heard footsteps outside on the porch.
Expecting to hear more follow behind I ignored it, but when
the door opened it was my oldest son, alone, and out of
breath.

"Dad, come on, it's Pony." Darry panted, that was all I
needed to hear. I was out the door in no time.

"Do we need the truck?" I asked, already headed to it.

"yeah." He answered quickly. We got in the truck, and took
off. I knew it wouldn't take long to get to the lot, but I
wanted to know what was wrong.

"What happened?" I asked, hoping it really wasn't that
bad.

"The Socs, they were kicking him really hard," oh, he's
probably just bruised I thought to myself, " one fairly big
guy kicked him in the head. He's unconscious, or he was when
I left." Darry finished in an uneasy tone. My first thought
was wrong. We pulled into the lot, and I saw Soda sitting on
the ground holding Pony. I raced up to my boys, and kneeled
down next to them.

"Is he gonna be okay dad?" Asked Soda, face solemn, and
stains with tears old and new. I looked at him.

"I don't know Pepsi Cola, I just don't know." I said, wishing
I had more answers. I gently took Pony from Soda's arms, he
looked hesitant to let him go." Come on Soda." I said,
carrying Pony to the truck." We gotta pick your mom up then
were going to the hospital." I told them, looking in the back
seat at them, Pony's head in Soda's lap, and legs on Darry's.
Both boys looked terrified, I can only imagine my wife.

We pulled up to the house. "Stay here with your brother, I'm going to get your mom." I told them, already getting out. A small nod came from both of them.

"Where are the boys?" Asked Mary, concern never been more present in her voice.

"They're in the truck, we gotta go. Pony needs a hospital." I informed, her eyes widened, and she was out the door in seconds. She made Darry sit in front, and she took his spot. She just stared down at him. I started the truck, and headed to the hospital. I heard a small noise in the backseat, so I looked in the mirror. Ponyboy was looking up at Soda.

"Hey Pony." Soda greeted quietly.

"Hey Soda." Pony's voice was hoarse, but at least he seemed ok.

"Baby?" Mary said worriedly.

"Hi mom." Pony responded.

"How do you feel?" I knew he wouldn't tell her everything, It's just how he is.

"Fine, just a headache." He said, shutting his eyes.

"Oh, no you don't." Soda said, and pinched his arm.

"Ow," was his reply.

"Sorry buddy, you can't go to sleep yet." Soda sternly informed him as we pulled into the hospital parking lot.

A/n: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, but if you didn't
that's okay too. Anyway thank you all so very much for reading!