Kurt had just finished his day's work at Vogue. He had a very long day. A hard day at school, it was very long and then he had work multiple hours at Vogue, he couldn't wait to get home to his roommates and just go to sleep.

His car was around the corner, so he would have to manage and find it in the dark. He walked towards the back of a building and turned and saw there was an alley, but quickly walked past it. He never liked alleys, they always scared him.

He was about to walk to his car when he spotted it, but then felt a few people grab him from behind and drag him. He couldn't see the faces and he had no idea what was going, all he knew, a few people were dragging him and before he knew it, he was in the dark alley where no one could see them.

"Who are you?" Kurt asked, fearfully.

"Shut up! Now give us everything you have or we'll kill you." One of them said, it was a male voice, no one he knew. He knew he was being robbed by strangers who probably didn't have anything themselves.

"Please let me go! I don't—" Kurt begged. He tried to, but they cut him off. Well he was cut off by the feeling of a large boot hitting him hard in the leg. And then he felt someone punch him in the arm.

"Next place we hit you will the cock if you don't give us everything!" The same person yelled and Kurt was terrified and he could barley reach for his pockets. He really wished he went home earlier.

He emptied out his pockets, he had his wallet, his work pass, and his car keys, he put them on the ground as the men went through them all.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Come on you faggot?! You know what we want!" They yelled, but Kurt had no idea what they were talking about, he didn't even know him. But then it dawned to him what they wanted; drugs.

"You're looking for drugs, aren't you?" Kurt asked and the boys scoffed.

"No we want some friggin' girl scout cookies!" He said, sarcastically. "Of course, you're are a drug dealer and since you won't sell them to use, we'll take them. It's simple, you give us the stuff to get high or we'll kill you."

Kurt knew he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. They mistook him for a drug dealer, this wasn't good at all and they weren't going to believe Kurt, if he told them he wasn't how they were looking for.

"I'm not a drug dealer, I'm just an intern at Vogue!" He yelled.

"Sure, we've heard that before!" He said and then he felt something being held against his neck and Kurt couldn't see it, but was sure it was a knife. They really were threatening to kill them. People's addictions are really bad these days.

"Give us the drugs or I will cut your throat."

"I don't have anything, I'm just a—I don't even know you. I'm just a student that goes to school and a intern. I don't make very much." Kurt said, he was really scared. They were going to hurt him.

Next thing he knew he heard the knife being thrown on the ground and he sighed, maybe they were starting to believe him. But then, he was proved wrong. They started to hurt him, not in the ways they said they would with guns and knives, but with their feet and legs.

They would punch and kick Kurt everywhere. His legs, his arms, his face, everywhere. He was screaming out, begging them to stop, but that just made them do it even harder. They hit him in his eye, he was sure it'd be black and then they hit him in his special place and he screamed out even more.

"Guys! He's not the guy!" One of the guys said, he had Kurt's wallet in his hand, open.

"What?" The other guy asked.

"Look at his ID." He said and then they realized they just beat up a regular very day New Yorker, they knew they would be in big shit if they stayed and they couldn't continue to beat him up. They took everything Kurt pulled out of his pockets, including his car keys and ran. Kurt heard a car start and knew they took his car.

He alone, cold, hurt in an abandoned and scary alley. He was hurt. Very badly, he had no money and he had no way to call for help, he didn't have his phone. He wasn't sure if they took it or he lost in the dark somehow. That was all he remembered before he blacked out.


Santana was walking with Dani down the streets of New York. They were just at a bar nearby, they wanted to have some fun. And they did, they had a couple of drinks and danced a lot. Luckily it wasn't enough to get drunk.

"Wasn't that fun?" Dani asked as Santana looked at her phone, she didn't look too happy as she read it. "Is something wrong, babe?" Dani asked, she could tell something was wrong with the way Santana looked.

"Oh, it's nothing, Rachel texted me." Santana said.

"Is she okay?"

"It's just that Kurt didn't come home at all tonight, she's worried about him, even though I'm sure he just had a late night at work or something." Santana said. "I'll call him just to get Berry off my back."

Santana pulled Kurt's number up on her contact list and then called his number, then she heard a phone ring in a close by distance. Santana recognized the Defying Gravity ringtone. That was Kurt's phone they were hearing.

Santana and Dani walked towards the source of the ringing when they came into an alley, they saw the phone in the alley and picked it up, they didn't see Kurt. "This is Kurt's phone—but where is he?" Dani asked.

"Do you have the flashlight app on your phone?" Santana asked and Dani nodded. She took her phone out and opened the app and they had a light. They went farther into the alley and soon enough, when they were knew the end, they found him.

"Oh my god!" Santana screamed and got down to meet Kurt, who was still unconscious. "Kurt? Kurt, can you hear me?" Santana yelled, but no answer. Kurt was out, probably from all the beatings he received. Santana looked at him and he looked really bad.

"What should we do?" Dani asked.

"Call 911, we need help!" Santana said and Dani walked out of the alley to do so and she did. She told them where they were and the situation and they were on their way in a hurry. "They're coming. What are you doing?" Dani asked, once she returned to her girlfriend's side.

"I'm calling Rachel." Santana said as she dialed Rachel's number and she picked up instantly.

"Do not tell me it's nothing, I know something has got to be wrong, he hasn't called or anything—" Rachel said, freaking out about Kurt to Santana. The thing was Santana knew Rachel was right because she was knelling right in front of him.

"Rachel, I found him." Santana said and she swore she heard Rachel drop the phone.

"Where is he? Is he okay?" Rachel asked, starting to panic even more than before.

"Meet me at the hospital. He's hurt." Santana said and hung up the phone. She tried to wake Kurt up again, but nothing. She really hoped he was okay and he was still with them. Santana and Dani then heard the ambulances and Dani went out of the alley to get their attention.

They rushed in and got Kurt and Santana stepped aside with their girlfriend as they worked on Kurt, seeing if he was okay, before getting him in the ambulance. "Is he okay?"

"He's injured pretty badly. We'll need to take him to the hospital right away, he's stable, just conscious." One doctor said as they picked up Kurt and took him into the ambulance. Santana looked at Dani.

"One of you girls can come in the ambulance with us. One will have to follow." One doctor said and the girls looked at each other, they had to decide quickly who would stay with Kurt.

"You go, I'll drive behind you." Dani told Santana and she nodded. They followed the men and Kurt to the ambulance. They put Kurt in and Santana got in after the doctor did. They closed the door and then started to head towards the hospital, Dani was right behind them.

"Is he okay?" Santana asked.

"Yes, he's just beat up really badly. We'll get him to the hospital, make sure there aren't any injures to his ribs. And we'll give him some IV medication to help with any pain." The doctor told Santana.

"Do you know him? It appears that his wallet, and everything is missing from him." Another doctor asked.

"I'm Santana Lopez, I'm his friend and roommate. This is Kurt Hummel." Santana said and nodded.

"And how did you find him?"

"I called his phone. It was close to him. In the alley." Santana explained and the doctor nodded. Thank god Santana and Dani were down there when Rachel told Santana about Kurt and they probably would have never found him.


Santana and Dani were in the waiting area of the hospital, waiting for news, it's been about an hour. They hadn't heard anything and they hadn't seen or heard from Rachel either, she was probably too busy with driving and worrying.

But soon enough she got there and met Santana and Dani there at the reception area. "What happened?" Rachel asked.

"We found him in an alley, he was really beat up and everything except his phone was stolen from him." Dani said.

"He was mugged, Rachel. It happens all the time." Santana said. "Sorry. I get like this when I'm emotional."

"How is he?" Rachel asked.

"Alive and stable. Well, last time heard from anyone was an hour ago when I was in the ambulance. Nothing since. They had to take x- rays and I don't know." Santana told her. Rachel, Santana, and Dani were a mess worrying about Kurt. They had no idea what was going on and what happened or if he was okay.

Soon enough a doctor came out into the waiting room and approached the three of them. "Are you here for Kurt Hummel?" the doctor asked and they all nodded.

"How is he?" Rachel asked.

"He's okay, he's resting and fine." The doctor said and they sighed in relief. "He is pretty banged up and his ribs were broken. We wrapped them and he does have multiple cuts and bruises."

They all sighed, Kurt was so little and helpless, why did it have to be him? "We're going to contact the police about him being attacked. He said his wallet, car, and keys were stolen."

"He's awake?" Rachel and Santana asked in unison.

"Yes, you can go see him." The doctor said and the three of them got up and followed the doctor down the hall until they got to the room Kurt was in. They frowned once they saw him. He was all cut and bruised up. They patched him up good though, even though his black eye and some cuts were visible. He was hooked up to an IV, probably to help with the pain, hopefully he was out when they put him on it because he hates needles.

He turned and saw them as they walked into the room and sat down next to his bed. "Hey Kurt." Rachel said.

"Rach, Tana, Dani." Kurt replied. "Which one of you found me?"

"Santana and Dani did." Rachel told him. "I called Santana because I was worried, she called you and then she and Dani found you and your phone in an alley."

"I was—I got mugged. They took everything." Kurt said and he started to cry.

"Hey, hey, don't cry." Rachel said, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"It's okay, we're here now. You're okay. Don't worry, we'll get your stuff back. They'll catch them in your car." Santana said.

"They thought I was drug dealer. That's why they attacked me." Kurt said and the three girls looked at each other.

"Kurt, I'm so sorry." Rachel said.

"Thank you for finding me." Kurt said.

"You'll be better in no time, you just have to take it easy. And we'll get your things back." Rachel added and Kurt nodded.


I hoped you liked this. This was one was prompted by hallescomet97

I'm so glad I got to do this, its a long one and its so early! I got LUCKY! My school had a delay and I didn't have bussing so I got to stay home. :D And there might be snow tomorrow, so maybe another one! :)

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