Rachel couldn't wait until she could afford her own car. She hated having to take a cab to the supermarket and trying to get back before the milk spoiled. Living in New York wasn't all it was cut out to be. Life was hard. Getting a job was harder. Rachel struggled up the stairs of her Blaine and Kurt's apartment. She had managed to bring all the bags with her. She heard a door slam ahead, and Kurt hurrying down the hall. He passed her, looking livid, like he would kill the next thing that pissed him off. Almost as soon as Kurt turned the corner, Blaine flew out of their apartment.

"Kurt! I'm so sorry! Please come back!" he called to Kurt, following him down the hallway and then the stairs. Rachel didn't know what to think. She wanted to just drop the bags in her arms and follow them, but she was worried that maybe she would be of no help. She stood there, considering, until Blaine came back upstairs; alone. He wiped forcefully at the tears coming from his eyes. Rachel was now more afraid. Blaine never cried. Well, he never cried when Rachel could see him. It was unnerving.

"He's gone." Blaine whimpered, another thing he never did. He was always so strong for Kurt, but now that he was gone, Blaine was breaking. Rachel followed him into he tiny apartment, and set the groceries down in the kitchen. Blaine sat on the couch, his head in his hands. Rachel sat next to him, unsure how to proceed.

"You didn't know, but thing have been prickly for a while." Blaine spoke finally. "Looking for work had been really stressful on me, and I've been taking it out on Kurt. He just suggested that I take a small break, collect myself, but I just exploded at him. I won't even try to tell you what I said. I was so horrible. I overreacted, and now he's gone." Blaine shook his head. "He's not going to com back, Rachel. Not after what I said." Rachel's hands were covering her mouth. She was horrified. Kurt and Blaine were the happiest couple that she knew. They made her believe that love was out there, for everyone. Now they were apart. What the hell? Rachel's eyes felt wet, like she was about to cry. She didn't know what to do.

Kurt had stormed out of his apartment in a horrible rage. How could Blaine go there? That was a completely horrible thing to say. Kurt had hailed a cab, and left. Once he was in the cab, he broke down into tears. He told the cabby to drive him to Grand Central Station. He didn't know why he wanted to got there, but he knew he had to get away. Kurt felt that storming out was an overreaction, but he couldn't go back. It seemed a matter of pride, but Kurt was also afraid that Blaine would still be mad. He didn't want to make things worse. Now, only one course of action seemed plausible: he had to leave New York. Now, before he changed his mind. He took a train to the nearest airport and bought a ticket. He was on the plane in an hour. He glanced at his phone before the plane took off. 18 missed messages, all from home, or the apartment. Kurt didn't even listen to them. He just deleted them all, and then turned off his phone. Then plane ride was only one hour, but it seemed too long. Kurt arrived in his home town, Lima, OH, at around five in the afternoon. He took a bus for three stops, and was finally home. He rang the doorbell.

"Kurt?" Finn opened the door.

"Finn? Why aren't you at your house?" Kurt asked, puzzled.

"It's getting fumigated." Finn shrugged his huge shoulders. "Why are you here? Where's Blaine?"

"He's-" Kurt's throat felt dry and scratchy. "Not with me."

"Oh," Finn didn't know any better to be worried. "Come inside then." He let Kurt in, and went back to his laptop. Kurt sat down at the kitchen table, thinking. What was he going to do? What could he tell Finn? His stream of questions was interrupted by Finn's computer dinging. The ding meant that someone was trying to video chat. Finn opened up the window, and the 2nd to last voice that Kurt wanted to hear came through the speakers.

"Where do you think Kurt would go if he was upset?" Rachel wasted no time in hellos. Kurt froze as he felt Finn's eyes flicker his way.

"What are you talking about?" Finn asked

"We have no idea where he is."

"He's here."

"In Lima?"

"Yup. What happened?" Finn seemed to be asking Kurt more the Rachel.

"He and Blaine had a fight. A bad one. Kurt just left. Is he okay?"

"A fight? Sure, Kurt seems okay. How's Blaine holding up?"

"Not good." Rachel sounded sad. Kurt flinched as he heard a small whimper that he knew wasn't Rachel. He felt his eyes once again fill with tears. He wiped at them hesitantly.

"Hang on." Kurt heard Rachel say. Kurt went around behind Finn and watched the screen. Rachel had disappeared. Kurt guessed that she was either quieting or comforting Blaine.