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Stephanie and Shane had pretty much taken over as the leaders after learning of the situation.

The group of six had rushed to the hospital to meet Kurt and to find out about Adam.

Now, they rushed into the waiting room, Stephanie nearly crying out as she spotted Angle standing in one corner.

"Kurt!"

The Olympian instantly looked up upon hearing the voice, and his blue eyes grew slightly wider.

"Steph!" He held his arms open for the brunette, and the slender woman hurried eagerly into his embrace.

The couple held fast to one another for a moment, until Stephanie pulled back. Turning to gaze over her shoulder at Amy - who'd not spoken a word since she'd discovered Adam's blood on the ground by the fair - she winced. She was worried about the redhead, as the other woman had seemed to go almost catatonic.

"How is Adam? Have you heard anything yet?" she asked in a soft voice, her blue eyes going sad and serious as she turned back to meet her boyfriend's eyes.

The expression on Kurt's face was bleak. He shook his head, his eyes downcast.

"There's been no word yet..." he responded wearily. His gaze traveled a short distance to Amy, who sat eerily silent, her eyes seeming unfocused and glassy. On one side of her sat Torrie, while Nora was on the other. The two blondes were trying their best to comfort the redhead, but she was not really all that responsive.

Kurt shifted his gaze back to Stephanie, lowering his voice so as to not let Amy hear him.

"Steph, it's...Well, it looked bad...He seemed to have lost a lot of blood..." He swallowed hard, trying to compose himself before continuing. "He was shot in the...stomach..."

The brunette gasped, her breath catching in her throat, her eyes widening.

"Oh, my God..."

Angle nodded, his expression morose.

"Yeah...The doctor wouldn't tell me anything. He...he's in surgery right now..."

Stephanie raised a hand to cover her mouth as all the horror of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks. As she looked deeply into Kurt's eyes, she realized that she didn't have to say it - she didn't have to ask...

Oh, dear God... What if Adam died? He'd been shot in the stomach... That was definitely not promising.

The brunette turned to again eye Amy. The redhead was still in that oddly catatonic-like state, which, incidentally, Jay had seemed to have sunk in as well. Her head wasn't exactly up, but was not quite down, either. Her hazel eyes stared, unblinking, ahead at nothing in particular, and not shifting to either side of her. Nor did Amy react - physically or verbally - to anything Nora or Torrie said or did.

Stephanie whipped her head back toward Kurt, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

She couldn't believe it... Everything felt like a horrible, inescapable dream - a dream from which she desperately wanted to awaken.

Of course, that would never happen...