A:N/ Welcome to my fireman!Blaine story! This will (hopefully) be a multi-chapter and you guys will love it so much you will just have to review… I would like to point out I know nothing about firemen… and Kurt's religious views are not my own, they are what I think he would be like. But yeah… Please enjoy !

The heat was radiating painfully through the door, the fire blazing through the house catching whatever stood in its way into its fiery inferno. The thick smog entering every nook and cranny, enveloping the whole house with its poisonous fumes.

Kurt had never believed in God, he had no reason to; his Mother had been cruelly taken away from him at a young age, he had been mercilessly bullied even before he came out and now his new home (Not just that but his New Life) was engulfed in flames in which he was trapped. Never before had Kurt said a prayer, not even when his mother had died, he just didn't think it was right. But now the fear of his life had taken over and after remembering what he had learned in school all those years ago, he covered the doors to his new massive bedroom with his duvet and pillows to try and stop the smog. After doing that as calmly as he could muster Kurt knelt down on the floor and started muttering to himself with tears in his eyes.

This is how Blaine Anderson found his Angel.

'We understand, we are on our way now.' Wes hung up on the caller and pressed the alarm to raise the alarm. 'Blaine, David, Jeff, and Thad you are with me, Fire as St. Martines street.' Making sure they had their body suits on and they had the right equipment in the truck they pressed the siren button and clambered into the fire truck. 'St. Martines?' Thad whistled as he adjusted his helmet. 'That street is fancy!'

'What number?'

'Three I think, they said… I suppose we will find out in a moment.'

'Didn't that celebrity… Kurt… something…'

'Hummel.' A voice chimed in quietly.

'Yeah that's right Blaine, Kurt Hummel that designer… he just moved in there didn't he? That one who owns Pavarotti… that clothing line that Blaine always wears.' Jeff rambled as they all geared themselves up for what they were about to do and see.

'Wasn't that the designer whose boyfriend beat him up? You know the one whose dad is a senator…?' David asked curiously turning round to look at Jeff who was struggling with his breathing mask. 'Don't look at me; Blaine's the one with the crazy crush on the guy.' 'Guy's shut up, we are on the job!' Wes shouted before Blaine could retaliate. They turned the corner and suddenly it was obvious where they were headed, the house was like a fire bomb on both sides of the house but not yet the middle. 'I have never seen a fire like that before!' Wes exclaimed as he parked the truck roughly before they all jumped out. There was a crowd gathering around the house and some citizens were even trying all they could to stop the fire, neighbours even getting their hosepipes and spraying the house.

Blaine left the others, who were getting the right equipment ready, and joined the crowd whistling for their attention. 'Is anybody in their?' He shouted making sure the crowd was focused on him and not the fire fighters who were already fighting the fire.

'Kurt's in there.' A gruff yet strangely broken voice said from behind Blaine. Turning around to come face to face with Kurt's father, Senator Burt Hummel, Blaine gasped. The man was known for his calmness. He had been calm all through his Son's famous court case with his ex-boyfriend, Calm through all the hate he had gotten just because his loving Son was Gay and most importantly calm enough to manage to persuade his Son to come back to Lima and live near him, for a year or two so he could chill from everything he had been through in his life in the big apple. Now his calmness, it seemed was seeping away as fast as the colour in his face. 'Don't you worry, sir we will get him out safe and sound.' Blaine said reassuringly even though there were butterflies flying around endlessly in his stomach. Blaine recognised the lady who was leaning on a very tall familiar looking man. She was Kurt's step-Mum Carole and the man was the famous Quarter back, Finn Hudson-Hummel, Kurt's step-Brother. The way Carole was crying made Blaine feel more determined, he was going to rescue his idol.

Blaine heard a shout from Wes and after nodding quickly at Senator Burt, he sprinted over to where Wes was holding his Full suit, with Jeff in his already making sure his breathing mask was okay. There was already another fire truck at the scene with four more men fighting the terrifying fire.

'Blaine, you and Jeff are the only ones who are trained for this type of fire, more people will come but you have to see what you can do.' Nodding Blaine patted Wes and Jeff on the back before making his way into the fire.

This was the part that scared him, but he had to save Kurt Hummel, the famous 23 year old, who had taken the world by storm.

A:N/ I already have a couple more chapters written… would you like them? And hey, who should Kurt's ex be? You decide! I mean I know what he did… EVIL MAN… Till next time… eat cookies and carrots but not your brother. Understand?:)