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Kurt glared at Paul Levesque as they rode in the back of the ambulance.

The burly madman was groaning in agony as a paramedic was attending to his injured leg - and Angle didn't feel the least tiny bit of sympathy toward him.

"Damn you to hell..." he spat in a dangerously low voice. "I hope you lose your god damned leg, you sick son of a bitch!"

"Hey, fuck you!" Levesque shouted, and he growled as he attempted to make a move as though to attack the Olympian.

"Enough!" It was the police officer that had handcuffed the maniac who'd yelled. "Look, sir - why don't you concentrate on your friend over there...?" The man gestured to the other side of the vehicle, where Adam was laying, still unconscious, on a stretcher.

Angle's heart nearly stopped as he turned his gaze toward his stricken friend. It was unfathomable that Adam had been shot - and so shortly after his girlfriend had suffered the exact same fate...

"Come on, buddy..." he mumbled softly as he knelt by the blond man's side.

As Kurt watched, an EMT connected a tube to the Canadian's arm. He remained silent for a moment as he shifted his gaze once again to his friend's slack cheek. Then, turning to the EMT, he asked, "Is he...going to make it?"

"It's much too early to tell," the young woman replied, her voice soft and full of sympathy.

Kurt glanced from the woman, back to Adam, the concern deepening as he eyed the bloody wound - the gunshot wound his friend had sustained at the hands of that bastard Levesque.

After a beat, the Olympic Gold Medalist shifted his gaze back to the madman. Levesque was still grimacing and moaning softly, and it was quite evident that he was in a great deal of pain.

Good... Angle thought. As far as he was concerned, Paul Levesque could just drop dead right then and there - and go straight to hell, where he belonged...

Thoroughly disgusted by the sociopathic man, he turned back to his friend. God, Adam had to make it... He had to be okay...

"Come on, pal..." he said softly, so quietly that no one else in the entire ambulance even heard him. "...you've got to be strong and make it..."