'What's the word?' Whispers in the background distract the man from the question and cast doubts. He suddenly wonders if he could trust his most recent employers yet again.

'Everything's been taken care of on our end. Have you finished the job?' comes from the phone at a volume so low no one around would even think of hearing it.

'Of course. Did you really think I wouldn't?' The man sneers into the phone. 'You better have my payment in by noon tomorrow!'

'Alright, calm down. You'll have your money tomorrow.' The dial tone is surprisingly loud in the otherwise empty hallway. The man tucks his sleek, black phone into his pocket and turns to head into his apartment.

"Hey baby, I didn't know you were home," said Blaine as he walked into the kitchen of the apartment he shared with his fiancé, Kurt Hummel. Kurt turned slightly to smile at him before turning his attention back to the vegetables he was cutting up. Blaine leaned against the counter and watched him with a small, tender small. He waited until Kurt had put down the knife to wrap his arms around Kurt's waist and pulled him back against his chest. He was barely tall enough to place his chin on Kurt's shoulder but still managed it.

"Stir fry? Are we having someone over for dinner tonight? I could have picked something up on the way home if you had told me," Blaine said confused to Kurt.

"I did," Kurt sighed as he turned in his fiancé's arms. He gave a disapproving frown to Blaine before pulling away. "I told you last week that some of the Warblers were coming over for the game. You know? The one you've been complaining to me about for the past couple of weeks. But then if you had actually been at home instead of work for once then maybe you would have noticed me setting this up for you and the guys. "

Blaine winced at Kurt's tone before smiling apologetically. He moved in to hug Kurt to him again feeling guilty about the way he had been acting.

"I'm sorry honey. It's just that short trip they sent me on was followed up with that new project and all of us have been really busy. I'll come home early for the next week to spend more time with you, alright?" Blaine smiled, thinking he had it all figured out. Kurt snorted.

"I have my own business trip next week to Russia. You would know that to if you had been home. But whatever. Let's get tonight over with and then I can finish packing. Do you think your real husband aka your job would let you drive me to the airport tomorrow morning or is that asking too much?" Kurt asked sarcastically as he added the vegetables he had been chopping to the chicken already cooking in the pan. He ignored Blaine's smile falling with every word he said and turned completely away from him.

"Of course I can give you a ride tomorrow. And I'm not married to my work as I'm engaged to you! How can you complain about me always being gone if you're always gone too anyway? It's not like I can control when the company sends me on a trip!" Blaine said angrily. Kurt whirled to face him with an indignant expression.

"I at least tried to work around your schedule but I've given up! Do you know how many commissions I have turned down because you said you'd be home only to end up sitting around alone because you don't know how to say no? And when was the last time we actually had sex? You have no idea because I know I sure don't. How can you say we are engaged when we never spend any time together?" Kurt was angry now. He quickly turned back to the food on the stove to turn the heat down so he wouldn't burn anything. He leaned his elbows on the countertop and put his head in his hands to hide the tears that escaped from his eyes. Blaine's anger deflated and he moved hesitantly towards Kurt before turning him around to tuck him into his body.

"I'm sorry. When you get back from your trip I'll take time off of work and spend it just with you. We can do whatever you want alright? Like we did when we were teenagers on the weekends after not seeing each other for a whole week," Blaine promised quietly. He smiled softly when Kurt nodded his head against his shoulder. Kurt pulled away after a moment to wipe his face and give Blaine a small smile. Blaine took over from Kurt finishing up the stir fry while Kurt set up everything for when their friends came over. They ended up turning on the radio to fill the slightly awkward silence and so almost missed when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it babe!" Blaine called out to Kurt on his way to the door. He opened it to the excited faces of Wes, David, Jeff, and Nick. "Hey guys! I haven't seen you for a whole two hours!" Jeff laughed as he pushed his way in to tackle an unsuspecting Kurt only to fly over him onto the couch. Wes, David, Blaine, and Nick headed over after closing the door and dropping off snacks in the kitchen. They were met by a smirking Kurt changing channels on the TV with a pouting Jeff sprawled across the couch which just made them all laugh at the two's antics.

"I would have thought you would have figured out that you can't sneak up on Kurt. You always end up being the one hurt," Nick told Jeff as he sat on his back since Jeff refused to get up off the couch. Jeff just grunted at the sudden weight. Wes shook his head at them before turning to Kurt who was busing trying to get away from Blaine who was currently doing a very good octopus impression. David snorted at the couple while Wes raised his eyebrow.

"Come on, we'll wait 'til they remember they have company." David said as he dragged Wes over to the corner armchair and sitting down, pulling Wes onto his lap in the process. Kurt got away from Blaine just in time to see Wes' blushing reaction to his boyfriend's cuddling habits. Kurt giggled along with Nick at them before giving each other a look. They walked into the kitchen leaving the other four boys to it.

"Alright, what's going on with you and Blaine? The look on our face when he touched you was so telling I think even Jeff noticed it. " Nick said as soon as they were hidden by the walls and no one could hear them. Kurt sighed before lifting himself up to sit on the counter. Nick's worry went up several notches at this.

"We got in a fight about an hour before you guys got here. It was about him never being home and then he tried to turn it against me! I'm just so tired of the hiding. Why can't we just tell them? It would make things so much easier." Kurt whisper yelled desperately. Nick gave him a sad look before going in for a hug. Kurt wrapped his arms tightly around Nick's shoulders and sighed again.

"You know why we can't tell them. They would run away screaming and then someone from the brotherhood might be ordered to kill them...and rogue assassins don't sound as cool as ninja assassins." Nick's quiet voice responded after a few moments and the last line brought a chuckle from both of them. Nick pulled away and stared at Kurt with a puzzling look on his face.

"Isn't it funny how we used to play assassins as kids and thought it would be so cool? Now look at us. Hiding in a kitchen corner from our fiancés and friends," Nick said randomly with a bitter tone to his voice. Kurt smiled sadly at his best friend. He hopped down from the counter and together the boys walked back into the living room to find the four boys they left behind in a seemingly very serious huddle around the corner armchair. They glanced at each other before sneaking up behind them and jumping on top of the boys.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Bwhahahahah!" burst loudly out of Kurt and Nick. They fell to the ground laughing at the startled looks of their friends faces. Blaine and Jeff glanced at each other before matching evil smirks crossed their faces. They each picked up their respective fiancés by the waist and threw them in the air. Matching squeals filled the air as Kurt was caught by Blaine and Nick by Jeff. Wes and David started laughing at their antics before the four turned on them and a huge wresting match commenced. Kurt, Nick, and David snuck out of the heap before the others could notice. They giggled at the looks on the other three boys face when they realized their lovers had escaped. A chase followed when they got untangled and off the ground. In the middle of everything the doorbell rang which stopped Kurt in his tracks with a confused look on his face. He turned to Blaine and asked,

"Are we expecting anyone else today? I thought you guys were it….." he trailed off as he headed towards the door. Blaine turned wide eyes on Jeff, David, and Wes before grabbing at Kurt to stop him from answering the door.

"Get down!" Jeff yelled, grabbing Nick and yanking him down to the floor. David and Wes dropped as the first shots were heard blasting through the door. Kurt yelled out as Blaine finally reached him and tackled him to the ground. When the bullets stopped, the six boys ran to the office in the back of the apartment. David and Jeff went towards the closet and started pulling out different weapons as Blaine and Wes started going through the drawers of the desk and bookshelves to do the same thing. Nick and Kurt gasped at the amount of weaponry hidden in the small office. Nick hid Kurt behind him as they slowly backed into the wall. Nick turned around quickly as he heard Kurt's pained gasp.

"What's wrong?" he whispered. Kurt dropped his eyes to his hip as he moved his hand away from his shirt. Nick's eyes widened when he saw the amount of blood flowing through Kurt's fingertips. "Shit!"

Jeff turned around to see what the matter was but all he saw was Nick's back with Kurt hidden in front of him.

"What are you two doing?" Jeff said quietly heading towards them but stopping with a gasp when Nick moved just enough for him to see Kurt's hip. "Blaine! Kurt got shot!"

"What!" he shouted as he whirled to face them. His eyes widened upon seeing how pale Kurt's face was becoming. "Babe, I need you to come over here real quick," he said quietly to Kurt as he dug out a medical kit from one of the drawers. He had Kurt lay on the desk and cleaned and wrapped the wound as best he could. Kurt bit his lip at the pain before standing up, ignoring Blaine's protests. He nodded over at Nick and Nick sighed but gave silent agreement.

"We need to get to the kitchen." He said to Kurt. They gave each other a look before heading to the door.

"Oi! What do you think you two are doing?" Wes said as he dragged them back over to the desk. Nick struggled against his grip before Jeff grabbed him and gave him a questioningly look. Blaine made Kurt sit back down and didn't let him get back up.

"We need to get to the kitchen! We can help you with those guys out there," Nick said as he finally got Jeff to let him go. He pushed Blaine away and helped Kurt up. "Are you going to be able to shoot or do you need a transfusion shot first?"

Kurt bit his lip before standing up completely and started walking to the door. Nick smiled briefly at his stubbornness before following him. This time all four of their friends stood in their way.

"Again. What the hell do you think you're doing?" Wes asked the two. Kurt rolled his eyes before squeezing in between Wes and David to get to the door, with Nick following.

"Just provide us with some cover, ok?" Kurt told him as he snuck a peak out the door. "It looks clear, Nick. Let's go before they show up!" He crouched down and crawled quickly to the end of the hallway towards the kitchen with Nick close behind. Wes and David stuck close to the other side of the hall while Blaine and Jeff covered the other rooms in the hall. Kurt stood up quickly and rushed into the kitchen before they could say anything to him. Nick turned to them and smirked at their shocked faces before doing the same.

"David, stay with them ad watch the other entrance to the kitchen. Blaine, Jeff, I want you two to stay in this hallway to watch our backs. I'll head over to check out the living room," Wes said to the three men. Blaine and Jeff glared but did as they were told. David looked out of the hallway before rushing into the kitchen.

"Holy Temple of Beth Israel…."