Okay, so like the last chapter said, there was going to be another chapter after this, but then the idea I had for the last chapter wasn't long enough to be another full chapter, so I did add it on this one, but then I got another idea this morning for a last chapter. If that fails, then I will post another chapter anyway, but it might be really short. Now, I haven't written the last chapter yet, but I have nothing to do tomorrow, so I might write it then. I'll try and get it out ASAP.

This chapter is mostly in Puck's POV. It's of him trying to work out his feelings for Kurt. There is a surprise for you all next chapter. I'm looking forward to you reading it!

Now remember, I do not own Glee.

20 minutes later, the ambulance was there, in the parking lot and a few paramedics were being lead through the school to the locker room by Noah Puckerman, towards Kurt. By the time they got there, Burt had managed to get a pair of boxers on his son, but knowing how tight his pants normally were, he wasn't going to try and get pants on him.

Kurt yelled and screamed when they picked him up, therefore taking him away from his dad. "DAD!"

"It's okay, buddy. Daddy's here. I'm not going to leave," Burt said immediately and grabbed one of his flailing arms. They had laid him on his stomach on the stretcher, for the same reason he only had boxers on.

Puck was on the other side of Kurt. He was planning on walking with them, until Kurt grabbed his hand too. That morning, it would have freaked Puck out a little. He would have been confused about why the boy he had been making fun of for years, was suddenly holding his hand. But now he wasn't. He wasn't expecting it, of course, but he knew the other teen must trust him, after the afternoon they've had. Kurt further confused Puck by interlocking their fingers and giving him a look that said 'we'll talk about today later'.

Puck was wondering why, but then he remembered, he had announced that he wasn't sure what he was feeling about Kurt. Puck nodded as they continued their fast walk through the school. He couldn't stop feeling bad about causing the boy more pain. He knew it was to save him from getting beaten up more. Kurt must've had a few broken ribs, from when Finn was kicking him, and was that a bruise forming on his cheek?

As expected, only one person was allowed in the ambulance with Kurt. It was obviously going to be Burt. Puck said he would get in his truck and follow the ambulance. Kurt begged the paramedics to let Puck in aswell, but they shook their head. "Sorry, that's the rules, kiddo."

"It's okay, Kurt. Besides, how are your dad and I going to get you home if we don't have any cars at the hospital?"

Kurt nodded, "okay. But come to my room when you get to the hospital?"

Now Puck nodded. "Of course."

Puck ran to his truck and sped off towards the hospital. He didn't care if a speed camera got him. He wanted to get to the hospital as soon as possible. The trip there was a good opportunity to reflect on his feelings. Did he like Kurt? He knew he liked him as a person. Being in Glee club and seeing how much of a good friend he was made him realize that. But did he like him more? He had never thought of himself as gay. He wasn't a homophobe like Finn, but he had always thought he liked girls. Of course, Santana didn't do it for him like she used to. He had thought it might've been because they had done it like a million times now, but when he thought back on it, it wasn't until he joined Glee that he started getting tired of her.

He stopped at the lights. Sure, he liked Quinn, but that was because she was pregnant with his baby. A baby girl, Finn had told him. He wasn't sure if he liked Quinn because of her, or purely because of his kid growing in her stomach. Sure, he could be bi. He stopped thinking about it. It didn't matter anyway. He hated labels, and wasn't sure why he was trying to label himself as something. Maybe Kurt was the only boy he liked. Sure, wearing pants like he does, and having those long skinny legs and that ass that most girls would die for, helped him. Yes, he admits he had stared at Kurt's ass while he was dancing. Oh and that voice. He had imagined what Kurt would sound like during sex. His moan would be beautiful.

He was still thinking about what Kurt would be like in bed, when he pulled up at the hospital. He realized he had a hard-on and would have to get rid of that before he walked in. He willed it away, thinking about other things. Even if they were to get together, they wouldn't be having sex for a while, thanks to Finn. Kurt definitely wouldn't be ready for any sort of sexual encounters anytime soon.

When his hard-on was gone, Puck raced out of his car and ran up to the emergency waiting room. There he looked around and saw Burt, sitting with his head in his hands. He approached him slowly. "Mr. Hummel?"

Burt looked up and saw Puck standing there. "Oh hey, Noah. They're looking at him now."

Puck took a seat next to the man. He put a hand on Burt's shoulder in a comforting way and they just sat there. "Please," Burt started, in a broken voice. He no longer had to act brave, because they weren't in Kurt's ear-range. "Please, tell me what those boys names are."

Puck hesitated. "Come on, Mr. Hummel. You can't do this. Kurt doesn't need his father locked up. This is a time he needs you the most. I know I don't know you, but I know your a loving father. I know you want revenge for Kurt."

"Please," Burt said again. "I need to know."

Puck sighed. "Finn Hudson, Dave Karofsky and Azimio Adams."

"Thank-you."

They both sat there in silence. That is, until a doctor came. "Kurt Hummel?" Both man and boy stood up and practically ran towards the doctor.

"How is he, doc?"

"He is not too bad. Besides a few broken ribs and some bruising, he should be fine. He was raped though and that tore his rectum a little, but we've stitched it up. He will have to come back in about 6 weeks to get the stitches removed. We'll keep him in over-night, just to make sure he is okay with the pain-relief we've put him on, but he should be fine to go home tomorrow."

Burt nodded. "Thank-you doctor. Can we go see him?"

"Yes, only family though."

Puck was about to go sit down, but Burt stopped him. "Come on Noah. Let's go."

Puck smiled as he followed the two men through the hallways.

When they arrived at the room, Burt and Puck walked in, but the doctor stayed out. "Kurt!" Burt exclaimed.

Kurt looked up and smiled. "Daddy!" He had found a way to sit comfortably, as long as he didn't move. Kurt smiled at Puck before turning back to his father.

"How are you going, kiddo?"

"Sore, but I'll be fine. Thank-you, Puck," he said and turned back to Puck. "I don't know what I would have done if you weren't there."

Puck smiled. "That's okay. I'm glad I could help." The look on his face said more though.

"Dad, would it be okay if I could talk to Puck alone? We won't take long."

Burt looked torn. He wanted to stay with his son, but he also knew he should listen to his son's wishes. "Okay," he said. "But I'll be right outside." He said that more to Puck. As a silent warning not to upset him.

Kurt and Puck both nodded as Burt walked out the door.