Steven soon woke up, he couldn't see anything but soon felt a type of scratchy material that surrounded his face, and it was then that he realized that he had a sack over his head. Steven tried to move around, only to have his hands tied behind his back, and he felt that his arms were also wrapped around a type of cement post. Was this part of the exchange? Was the sack do he couldn't see? Many more questions ran through his head, and he felt that the cut on his face was not bleeding anymore, but the blood dried to the sack and it stuck. As his senses came back, Steven could hear voices speaking softly, and one sounded very familiar. Steven could hear the unfamiliar voices disappearing, and since he couldn't move, he stayed in that position for what seemed like hours, but really it was about fifteen minutes. The sack was then yanked off of his head, he whimpered when his cut reopened, which made it start to bleed again. Steven blinked a few times to adjust to the lighting in wherever he was at. "Steven!" The familiar voice exclaimed, it was then that he realized that the voice he heard was Bismuth. Steven then felt his arms slacken, assuming that Bismuth cut the duct tape that held his hands together, which he then fell forward and was caught in Bismuth's muscular arms. "I gotcha buddy it's ok, you're safe now everything is ok..." Bismuth whispered those reassuring words as he hugged her friend close to him. After hugging him for a few seconds, she picked Steven up easily and started to carry him out of what Steven could tell was an abandoned store, it was then that he felt truly safe for the first time in the two weeks he was captured. After Steven was placed into the backseat of her car, he felt dizzy and blacked out before slumping in his seat.

Steven then sat up straight, a pounding headache roared in his head when he did that. He raised his hand to his head, his fingers brushing over a bandage that was on his cheek before his fingertips pressed against his forehead in an attempt to ease the pressure in his skull. Steven then recognized the familiar fabric that could only belong to the bedsheets, which made him realize that he was in his apartment once again. He flung the bedspread off of his body, then slowly stood up from his bed and took a few stumbling steps before regaining his balance. Steven then started to make his way out of his bedroom and to the kitchen, hoping that he'd find something that could take care of the raging headache he had. Steven then soon found he had company, which consisted of Garnet, Pearl, Amethyst and Bismuth, and all of their eyes were focused on the stumbling male. Pearl was the first one to hug Steven, then followed by the rest of his unexpected guests, in which Steven hugged them all back. "Steven are you alright? Bismuth said that you were pretty banged up when she came to pick you up...." Pearl asked, on the verge of being hysterical. "I'm alright, I may have gotten into a fight with one of the members before I was brought to wherever Bismuth picked me up...." Steven began to explain before being interrupted by Garnet, "a fight??" She asked, a bit surprised, which was unusual for the usually cool headed female. "Yeah, I don't know what agitated Spinel before but when I stood my ground, her fists came flying and soon my fists went flying in defense. I don't know how long we were fighting for, but we both did a number on each other...." Steven sighed, feeling comfortable around his friends once again. "YOU FOUGHT WITH SPINEL AND LIVED?!?!" Amethyst shouted, both surprised, shocked, and impressed with the fact that Steven was able to defend himself. "Hush Amethyst, he clearly has a headache so keep your voice down...." Bismuth hushed, nudging the short, purple haired female. "Guys, no more lies, please tell me the honest truth....who is Spinel?" Steven asked, tired from being lied to, and he just wanted answers to his questions. All four females looked at each other for a little bit before Pearl released a defeated sigh, she then lead Steven to the couch and sat down right next to him. "Steven, Spinel is the right hand woman to Blue, Yellow, and White Diamond, the bosses of the Diamonds Gang. Spinel carries out the Diamonds orders in a way where she has to act like a leader, commanding other members to carry out the plans and such, and she is very deadly. She is able to take out a group of people using only her fists, and swiftness, and she is not known to be merciful once she's pushed over the edge...." Pearls words trailed off in to a whisper. Steven stated intently at Pearl, he couldn't believe that he basically had a brush with death. "Pearl.....are you involved with gang stuff, are you involved with the Crystal Gems?" Steven asked, deep down he knew what the answer was but he just wanted to have confirmation. "Not only that, but I'm..... I'm the leader of the Crystal Gems....." Pearl admitted, feeling ashamed about the fact that Steven had to find out. Steven felt like time slowed down, blood rushing into his ears as he looked down at his lap. He felt betrayed, and disgusted, but at the same time, understanding at why Pearl kept this secret. "Amethyst, Bismuth, Garnet, are you involved as well?" Steven asked, looking up at his friends. The look of shame and disappointment on the others faces confirmed his question to be true, "and Jasper as well, I'm sorry Steven...." Amethyst apologized, rubbing her arm while looking at the carpet. Steven sighed, processing all of this new information on his friends, "I need to go to work...." He simply stated, which earned confused looks from everyone. "Steven I don't think-" Bismuth began to speak, but was quickly interrupted by the male that had enough. "I can't stand the thought of being alone again in a room, I'm going to go crazy if that happens and right now I don't want to be alone!" Steven barked, which shocked everyone. Garnet sighed in response, "I'll drive you, but please take it easy" she calmly stated, resting her hand on his right shoulder while looking at the brown male.

Steven was softly playing the piano, his fingers gliding as he pressed each key gracefully. His voice matched the song he was playing in perfect synchronization, which carried through out the club, and it catched everyone's attention whenever the male sang. Steven felt content, he hadn't sang in such a long time and right now, he felt peaceful and happy. That feeling disappeared when he felt a pair of unsettling eyes on him as he sang. His brown eyes scanned the crowd, however he didn't see anything unusual from the crowd that was drinking and smoking. This was the normal atmosphere for the club, but something just seemed....off for some reason. After he was done singing, he received a well deserved applause from crowd before leaving the stage. Steven slowly made his way back to his dressing room, the door was slightly ajar but he paid no mind to it, and figured that Sour Cream was in there earlier to tidy up a bit. He swung the door open and sat at his vanity table, staring at himself through the mirror. Steven looked at the bandage on his cheek, and noticed that the cut bled through the white cotton fabric a little. He slowly reached up to the bandage, and peeled it off fast. He winced since it stung a little, but luckily the cut didn't start bleeding again. Now Steven was able to get a good look at his face, his busted lip already scabbing over a bit, a bruise formed on his jaw, and the cut wasn't really deep but would definitely leave a scar. His tired brown eyes continued to study his face, well that was until his dressing room door swung shut. Steven turned to look at who closed the door, and was met with a familiar female that now locked the door. "Ya know toots, you should really learn to keep your door closed and locked to avoid intruders~" Spinel smirked, part of her canine tooth acted like a fang. Stevens body filled with terror, his heart raced from fear as he stared at the female with shock, it was then he noticed an eyepatch over her black eye.