A/N: So, I'm back. And this time I'm bigger than ever! Just kidding. Thanks everyone, for your patience. Sometimes writer's block is a bitch. I've sort of been promising this fic for a year, but then life happened! But I finally sat down and started writing it, and now is it only getting the light of day. In order to read this, you have to read 'All That Glitters'. So, may I present… 'Whisper Words Of Wisdom'
Chapter 1
Six months. Six months and it was gone, just like that. Their perfect bliss. Their harmony. Their entire life. Neither one of them could've ever imagined being right here in this situation right now. But yet, here they were. And neither one of them were comforting the other. They were just sitting there in stunned silence. It didn't make sense for either one of them to be in this situation, considering how they closely monitored them, but it did. It did, and one blamed himself more than the other. It was then that the honey eyed man stood up and started pacing around the living room.
"Blaine, sit. Please. You're making me nervous."
Blaine stopped dead in his tracks and looked at the man who spoke. His husband, Kurt Anderson-Hummel. The man who's eyes he couldn't get enough of, well usually. Today was different. Today they were sad, and that's what made him crazy. He loved Kurt, but this was absolutely unreal. Kurt was being way too calm about this.
"Making you nervous? You mean this whole situation isn't making you nervous? Kurt, are you fucking kidding me right now? We can't find her. She is missing, Kurt! Our daughter…is missing. And it's my fault."
Blaine said, looking at Kurt. Kurt gasped and sighed. It was the first time they'd mentioned the kidnapping of their daughter Elizabeth in the past twenty-four hours and that's what made him crazy. They used to talk about everything, and now they didn't. And inside Blaine's mind, that meant that Blaine was losing Kurt.
"Of course I'm nervous, Blaine. Of course I am! But I'm not going to pace around and pretend that nothing is wrong. Because it is. Elizabeth is gone! I turned my back at the grocery store for a minute, and someone snatched her! This is my fault. All my fault."
Blaine chanted before collapsing onto the floor in sobs. Kurt got out of his chair and walked over to Blaine and pulled him to him. Kurt knew that Blaine blamed himself for Elizabeth's disappearance, and Kurt knew it wasn't Blaine's fault. He rocked Blaine until he felt Blaine go limp in his arms. That's when he knew that Blaine was asleep. He stared out the window and sighed. Their daughter had been kidnapped, and the police had told them that the first twenty four hours were crucial. They hadn't heard anything from anyone, and that's what scared them. Kurt looked up as Finn and Rachel entered the room and that's when Kurt cracked. The looks on their faces were enough to make him start crying.
"Lizzie's gone."
Finn knelt down and gathered his brothers up and held them in his arms, while Rachel knelt down too. She saw the pain in Kurt's eyes, and that's when Rachel knew. It was plain as day, written all over Kurt's face.
He blamed Blaine for Lizzie's kidnapping. Rachel knew this wasn't the time to bring it up, but she knew that deep down, Kurt and Blaine wouldn't last if he harbored this resentment. The phone rang just a short time later, and Kurt shoved Blaine roughly out of his lap. He sprinted over to the phone and answered it, waiting for the voice on the other end.
"Hello?"
"Ahhh, well if it isn't Kurt Anderson-Hummel. You see, that's the funny thing. I was hoping you would answer the phone. It's a pity. I understand that your little girl is missing."
Kurt shook his head. It was too much for him to handle, he couldn't take the riddles, but what struck him is when he started talking about Elizabeth being gone. He perked up and watched as Finn moved Blaine into the next room.
"I don't know what the fuck you want with my daughter, but whoever you are, I promise you that I will make you pay for taking my daughter."
"Oh! Silly boy!" the voice on the other end of the line said. Kurt couldn't believe that this was happening, but he waited for the person on the other end to continue speaking. "I don't have your daughter. No no, I don't. But I do know the person that does."
"You're working for somebody?"
"Yes. I am, and that somebody doesn't want to be identified, yet. He does however want ten million dollars by tomorrow for the release of your daughter. And if he doesn't get it soon, your daughter will die. And that's his words."
Kurt was baffled. Sure, they had money. Blaine's money from the symphony and his Broadway shows, and money from the restaurant and catering business. But they didn't have that kind of money. Kurt knew he couldn't ask Rachel and Finn, so he needed to think on his feet, and fast.
"Ten million dollars? By tomorrow? That's a bit soon. I could probably get it together in a few days. But not tomorrow."
"The boss said tomorrow. But I'm going to see what I can do. Await further instructions. And don't call the police."
The voice on the other end said, hanging up. Kurt put the phone down and turned to Finn and Rachel. He shook his head and sighed sadly, before sitting down in a chair, away from Blaine. Rachel sat down in the opposite chair of Kurt, and looked out the window.
"Who was that?"
"Somebody who's working with the kidnapper. He wants ten million dollars by tomorrow."
And that's when Kurt realized he knew what he needed to do. He needed to track down someone that he didn't like. That he'd had an awful falling out with years before. He knew what he needed to do. And he needed to call that one person.