There was blood everywhere. Someone was screaming and the blue lights on the police car bathed the people standing around in unnatural light. Steve and Andrea had left her dorm room, running toward the KEG house. Halfway there they'd heard shouting and ran upon this gruesome scene.

Steve ran to David, who was being held back by two of his KEG brothers. He was covered in blood but Steve couldn't tell if any of it was his. Andrea ran to check the man on the ground, searching for a pulse. She couldn't tell what he looked like; his face was split open in several places, his nose was broken, and all of it was covered in blood.

"David," Steve said gently, putting his arms out in front of him. "David, calm down." He walked closer to his friend, trying to get the other man to look at him. "Silver," he said more forcefully. Two cops passed them, rushing towards the man on the ground. "Look at me."

David stopped struggling and stared at Steve. Steve nodded towards his friends, who let David go. Steve stepped closer to him. "David," he said again. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

David stared at Steve for a moment, a look of confusion on his face. "Steve?"

Andrea got out of the way of the police officers and stood beside Steve. "David, what happened?"

David ran his hands over his face, not realizing he was smearing even more blood on his face. "I caught him," he said simply.

"That the guy that attacked Brenda?" Steve asked.

David clenched his fists and winced. "Yeah."

Andrea reached for his hands and gasped. "David, your hands look broken."

"They'll be okay," he told her, pulling them back.

"Sir, we're going to need you to come down to the station," an officer told David.

David shook his head. "I've got to find Brenda."

"Brandon and Dylan took her to the hospital," Andrea told him. "She's being taken care of."

Another cop came up and pulled David's hands behind his back, reciting his Miranda rights. "Hey, what is this?" Steve asked, pulling on the cops arm.

The cop looked at Steve. "It looks like attempted murder to me," he told him before continuing David's rights.

"You can't seriously be arresting him," Steve said. "This man," he pointed at the guy being moved to a stretcher, "just attacked his girlfriend. She's at the hospital right now."

"I understand that, sir. But this was not self defense; this was an attack on its own."

"No," Andrea said when they started pulling a shocked David towards the car. "You can't."

"Call my dad," David told Steve as he was pushed into the car. "And tell Bren I'll be there as soon as I can."

Steve and Andrea stared at the car as it drove away. Steve looked behind him to find that his KEG brothers were giving statements. "Let's get to the house," he told Andrea, taking her hand.

Valerie was waiting on the KEG porch for them. "What happened?" she asked when they got on the porch. "Where's David? Did he catch the guy?"

Steve nodded to her and kept walking, going to look for Mel Silver's phone number. Andrea hugged Valerie. "The police arrested David," she told her new friend.

"Oh no," Valerie said. "What happened?" she repeated.

"David did catch the guy," Andrea told her with a grimace. "It looked like David tried to kill him with his bare hands."

Valerie put her hand up to her mouth. "What are we going to do?"

Andrea nodded toward the house. "Steve is going to call David's dad Mel and let him know what's happened, then we're going to ride to the hospital."

Valerie nodded, still shocked. "This is terrible. I never should have left Brenda alone."

Andrea sighed. "I've been thinking that too. You guys all came for me and look what happened."

Steve walked back onto the porch and kissed Andrea on the head. "The only person who's at fault is the man that did this to her." He looked at Valerie. "You're riding with us, right?" Valerie nodded. "Let's go then."

Steve led them to his friend Munce's car; his was only a two seater. "Did you get in touch with Mel?" Andrea asked him.

"Yeah," Steve told her, opening the doors for her and Valerie. "He's on his way down there. He'll take care of David."

"I just can't believe any of this happened," Andrea murmured, getting into the car. "Someone should call Donna."

"You can do that when we get to the hospital," Steve told her, starting the car and pulling out. "Did either of you get a look at the guy at all?"

"I came into the room after David had already jumped out of the window chasing him," Valerie told him from the back seat.

"I couldn't tell anything about him," Andrea said, shuddering. "I don't think I knew him though."

Steve sighed. "We've been having problems with locals crashing our parties." He looked at Andrea. "You've seen how crazy they get; it's hard to keep up with who's who."

"So you don't think this guy was a CU student?" Valerie asked him.

"I hope not," Steve muttered. "Munce said that Brenda had been drinking." He looked at Andrea. "I thought she told you she wasn't going to?"

Andrea blushed. "I'd probably already left when she started," she told him.

"I wonder why she was drinking," Valerie mused. "The last time I saw her she was in a good mood."

"Well, she was dancing with Dylan," Steve told them.

"Oh," both women said at the same time.

"Oh?" Steve asked them.

"Well, that whole situation is upsetting, isn't it?" Andrea asked him. "She loves Dylan but she cares a great deal for David too."

Steve shook his head. "Women," he said under his breath.

They pulled up to the hospital and Steve let Andrea and Valerie out at the front door. They asked a nurse and found Brandon and Dylan sitting in the waiting room. "Brandon!" Andrea cried, hugging him. "What's going on?"

"I don't know," he said, hugging her back. "She's not talking. The doctor is talking to mom and dad now."

Valerie walked up behind Andrea, staring at Brandon. She saw the pain in his face, noticed the tear streaks on his cheeks. Her heart hurt for him. Andrea moved to hug Dylan and Brandon looked at her. "What's going on at the house?" he asked her. "Did David catch the guy?"

"David was arrested for attempted murder," she told him. Dylan jumped up and Brandon gasped.

"What?" Dylan demanded. "What happened?"

"Calm down," Andrea told him, putting her hand on his arm.

Valerie took Brandon's hand. "David caught the guy and beat the hell out of him. The cops arrested him."

"Didn't they understand why he'd done it?" Dylan asked, frustrated. If he'd been the one to chase after the man who'd hurt Brenda, he'd have done the same thing.

"They did," Andrea told them. "Mel was heading down there. He'll work it out."

Dylan nodded, sitting down, putting his head in his hands. "Where are you going?" Brandon asked Andrea, who'd walked toward the hallway.

"I'm going to call Donna," she told him. "Let her know what happened."

Brandon nodded, looking at Valerie. She opened her arms and he reached for her, holding her tightly, breathing deeply. "I'm not okay," he told her softly.

She rubbed his back. "You will be," she told him. "Brenda will be too."

Steve came into the waiting room and Dylan updated him on what was going on. He sat beside Dylan and ran his hand through his hair. "What a mess," he said. He told Brandon and Dylan about his theory of the attacker not being a CU student.

"I didn't get a good look at him," Dylan said, "but I don't think I'd ever seen him before."

"I didn't see him at all," Brandon said, sounding defeated. He sat in a chair, pulling Valerie down to sit beside him. She held his hand, comforting him the only way she knew how.

Jim and Cindy came out of the room and the friends stood up. "What did the doctor say?" Brandon asked them.

"He said that she is in shock," Jim told him, putting his arm around Cindy, who was still crying. "They're going to keep her over night, monitor her. She had a surprisingly high blood alcohol level."

Brandon paled. "I swear dad, I didn't even realize she was drinking."

"None of us did," Dylan added, disgusted with himself for causing her upset.

Jim waved his hand. "We're going to stay here tonight. I'll call you if something happens of if there's any change." He looked at Valerie. "Did David catch the guy who did this?"

Valerie told them about David's arrest. "Oh Jim," Cindy said, crying into his shoulder. "This is so awful."

Brandon watched his parents. "Why don't you guys go ahead and go home, dad? I can stay here with her and let you know if anything happens."

Cindy shook her head. "No," she said, crying. "We need to be here."

Valerie stepped forward. "Mrs. Walsh, I know you want to be here, but maybe that's not the best thing," she said softly. "You can go home tonight and get rested for whatever's going to happen tomorrow. We'll stay here. I promise you we'll look out for her."

Cindy looked at Jim, then nodded. She couldn't stop crying and she knew that wouldn't be good for Brenda. "Call us if anything changes," she told Valerie.

Valerie smiled kindly. "We will," she told them, hugging them both.

Andrea passed them in the hall, hugging them. "What's going on?" she asked Valerie when she got back to her friends.

"Jim and Cindy are going home and Brandon and I are going to stay here with Brenda."

"I'm staying too," Dylan said quietly from his seat.

Brandon looked like he wanted to say something but didn't. He looked at Steve. "You and Andrea can head home; we'll call you if anything changes."

Steve stood up and nodded, hugging his friend. "Let me know if you need anything," Steve told him.

"I will man, thanks," Brandon told him.

Andrea hugged them, then took Steve's offered hand. "We'll see you guys in the morning," she told them.

"Can we go in to see her?" Valerie asked after they'd left.

"The doctor said he'll let us know when we can," Brandon told her. He looked at Dylan. "Are you sure you want to stay?"

Dylan looked at him, eyes full of pain, and nodded. "I'm not leaving," he said, resting his head in his hands again and closing his eyes.