Ryder sits in the waiting room, blood still staining his shirt and pants. He's shaking, can hardly sit still. Next, to him sits Rory, who has an ice pack and waded tissues pressed against his face. He too has blood on his shirt, but his own. Both of them are battling tears and continually staring at the door of the ER, where the girl they both loved and cared about had been wheeled in.

The door across the waiting room burst open and half of the New Directions members come in, all of them with big concern on their face.

"How is she?" Blaine asks, running a hand through his carefully gelled hair.

Neither of the boys responds.

"Does anyone know who the guy was?" Tina says, taking a seat across from the boys. The rest of the members also take their seats, many of them putting their hands on Rory and Ryder's shoulders. Most of the club knew about Sara's feelings for both boys and how hard it was on both of them.

Kitty's phone continually rings with updates.

"My phone has been going nuts, everyone wants to know what happened as if I'm a key witness."

"No, you were too busy trying to get into Rory's pants to notice when a fellow Glee member was in trouble," Tina snaps.

"That is so untrue Gothica!" Kitty says, standing up, ready to slap Tina.

"Guys!" Blaine says, knowing a fight is the last thing any of them needed right now.

Just then, Finn and Artie come in through the front doors, Finn on the phone with someone.

"I don't know Rachel," Finn was saying. "All I remember hearing was Ryder screaming for me to call an ambulance."

Meanwhile, in New York, Rachel, Kurt, and Santana are quickly packing their things in order for the emergency trip home. They heard the news when Finn called them in a frenzy. The story was also all over the Internet. All three of them knew Sara, not well, but enough to be shaken by the news, to the point of crying. Sara was their friend. They knew they had to go back to Lima, to be there for her.

"Well, Santana, Kurt and I are taking the next flight from New York," Rachel says, packing a few sweaters into her carry-on case.

"You guys don't have to do that…" Finn begins.

"Finn…" Rachel says in a tone that Finn knew all too well. Once she had made up her mind, there was no changing it. It was one of the things that he loved about her.

"Has there been any news? And how's Irish?" Santana asks as Rachel puts the call on speakerphone.

"He's fine compared to Sara... Oh, God… I can't unsee it, Rachel. It was awful… she was black and blue… She was bleeding from her stomach, it was if she was going to die right there and Ryder's covered in her blood."

Kurt's stomach turns in response as he packs a few hair products. "Rachel did you get the tickets?" trying to change the subject.

"I ordered them online,"

"Is Brit there?" Santana asks.

"I heard she's driving in from MIT, I think Tina said she tweeted it," Finn says.

"What about Blaine?" Kurt asks.

"Yeah he's here," Finn says, knowing that the relationship between him and Kurt was still a bit questionable, much like his situation with Rachel. "We're all here."

Kurt pauses for a moment.

"Do you want to talk to him?" Finn asks, trying to help his step-brother out.

"Uh…maybe later," Kurt says quickly. "Let's go, we're going to be late."

Finn sighs. No matter how hard anybody tried, Kurt and Blaine still were on the rocks about whether they want to be together.

"Alright, call me when you guys land," Finn says before hanging up.

Kurt sighs once Rachel puts the phone in her purse. Rachel too was not looking forward to seeing her ex. They finish packing their bags and make sure they have their keys and passports before locking their apartment. None of them speak as they hail a cab to JFK airport, large knots in their stomach. Knots of grief and fear for their friend's life.

Finn sighs as he takes a seat next to Wade/Unique, who is picking at her nails nervously, he scans over all the member of the group. Several of them are merely staring at their shoes, their heads drooped in sadness. Jake has Marley in a tight hug, holding her in his lap as they wait. Artie reaches over and grabs Tina's hand, a gesture she appreciates as she is already crying very hard. Ryder and Rory sit like stone statues, tears running down their faces and both shaking anxiously.

Finn can't help but feel guilty, what if he had followed the assailant, could he have caught him…? He had heard Ryder's screams and barely caught of glimpse of the man who had beaten Sara and Rory up. It took all his strength not to run after the man. What would he do to the man once he caught them? He wanted so badly to break this guy's face for what he did to his friends. He nearly dropped his phone, trying to dial an ambulance. He had blood stains on his own pants, he yelled for one the glee members to get a first aid kit. He used his own sweater to press against Sara's stomach wound. He had hardly cried then…he had taken charge and done, what he had to do and yet… Finn felt like he could've done more.

His phone suddenly vibrates again.

Mr. Schue

The beloved teacher of Glee that Finn was filling in for as Choir Master while Will was out fighting for the arts programs. His wife, Emma Pillsbury, accompanied the kids to the front of the hospital and then left to go home because of her OCD. Despite how good Emma was doing with her mental illness, a hospital might cause a panic attack. She also agreed to do therapy over the phone for any traumatized students.

"Hi Mr. Schue," Finn says.

"How are they?" Will says, not even bothering to say hello.

"Rory is fine, just a bloody nose and a bad shiner, but we haven't heard anything about Sara. The paramedics got there several minutes later, Rory and Ryder rode with her in the ambulance. She was bleeding profusely from her stomach, but she was breathing when the wheeled her in."

"Do they have any idea who did this?" Will asks.

"Only Rory could give a description and even then it wasn't great. The best they can say is that it was someone she knew and his name was Joe."

"Not our Joe," Will whispers.

Finn looks over at the dreadlocked glee member, his guitar on his back and his hands folded in prayer. The gentle home-schooled boy would never lay a hand on anyone, this Joe was much more aggressive and very violent. Had he hit any harder, he might've broken Rory's nose or quite possibly…killed Sara

"Never, there's a warrant out for they guy's arrest, but even then, he left so quickly that no one could identify him or the vehicle he was driving. I think two Cheerios leaving practice saw him drive away, said the truck was black and rusty."

Will runs his hands through his curly hair and sits on his bed in his hotel room. He wipes a few tears from his eyes. He wishes beyond measure that he was there with his kids. Never had anything this scary happened before, except maybe with the possible shooting and now one of his kids was in a life-threatening situation. He was developing guilt that he never paid enough attention to some of the other New Directions members, ones that didn't stand out as much in terms of talent. Maybe if he had taken the time to get to know Sara better, he could've helped her in some way.

Will knows he can't cry on the phone with Finn.

"I should be there…" he sighs. "but I can't get a flight out of Dallas for another two days."

"It's okay Mr. Schue, we're all together and even the graduated are coming back."

Will manages a small smile.

"Call me when you hear something," he says.

"I will," Finn says gently.

When Will hangs up, he leans back on his bed, puts his hands over his face and begins to cry freely.

At the hospital, the entire Glee club sits in silence, scared silence. Ryder and Rory are still crying, Tina too. The others join in and soon the entire club has tears in their eyes.