Hey everyone! So this is a new idea I just came up with, I'm currently writing two stories at the moment, so it won't be updated everyday, but hopefully a couple times a week. Hope everyone enjoys!
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Santana stepped through her apartment trying to balance three grocery bags in her hands Britney looked up from her spot on the couch and smiled.
"Hey Santana" she said cheerfully before going back to whatever random activity she was currently doing.
"Hey Brit how was daycare today"? Santana asked placing her bags on the counter.
"Fine, Jenny and me were trapped in our princess tower and Philip had to face a dragon to rescue us" Britney said nonchalantly. Santana giggled at her silly best friend, who didn't understand that going and playing with children everyday was actually her job.
"Sounds like an eventful day" Santana said, taking boxes out of the bags.
"Oh yeah, especially when I ran into Kurt" Santana dropped the box of noodles she had in her hand to the floor.
"You what"?
"I saw Kurt today" Britney said nonchalantly, getting up to grab a glass of water. Santana watched Britney very carefully.
"Britney there are a lot of men that look like Kurt in this damn city, you just must have been confused" Santana said, still unable to move, watching Britney's face.
"It was Kurt I know it was" Britney said.
"Britney, remember he ran away years ago no one's seen him since" Santana reminded her.
"Well we didn't look hard enough, cuz he's here, I spoke to him".
"You-You spoke to him"? Santana had to lean against the counter for support. Britney looked confused at Santana reaction.
"Yeah I sat with him for a bit. I told him we all missed him, and that a lot of people lived here now, which must have scared him cuz he ran away" Britney shrugged.
Santana was clutching the counter for dear life. Kurt Hummel was in New York City. When Kurt ran away five years ago, he turned everyone's life upside down. Even people who didn't live in the city where effected by Kurt's mysterious departure. Burt tried everything to find his son, even hired a private investigator when the police were no help. Two years ago, they stopped the search, drawing the conclusion that if Kurt wasn't dead, he had fled the country. Santana sighed, she'd have to call Rachel, who could rely the message to Finn. She didn't want to open this can of worms again, everyone was finally able to move on with their lives, and she knew this one phone call was going to send everyone back. She clutched her phone in her hand before taking a deep breath and dialing a number.
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Rachel was reading through a script she already had memorized to pass the time before Finn came home with take-out from their favorite Vegan place when her phone rang. She frowned when she saw Santana's name on the caller ID, she never called Rachel unless she needed something, she debated hitting ignore, but Rachel always had a sweet spot for her New Direction's teammates, they would always have a tie to each other.
"What do you need this time Santana?" Rachel said bitterly.
"Nothing, Rachel I need to talk to you".
"What is it this time? Concert tickets, seats at a fancy restaurant, money?" Rachel asked.
"Rachel, seriously, Britney ran into someone today".
"Who Santa Clause, as much as I love Britney's strange stories now's not the time I have lines to remember" Rachel said rolling her eyes.
"Rachel, Britney saw Kurt today". Rachel froze for a minute her eyes widened.
"She probably saw a flamboyant guy and-"
"She said she talked to him. Britney is slow but we both know that she-"
"She wouldn't lie", Rachel finished Santana's sentence for her. She let out a shaky breath.
"I never thought we would find him right under our noses" Rachel said softly.
"At least we know he's not dead" Santana said trying to bring out the positive of the situation.
"Yeah, I'm going to have to tell Finn" Rachel said.
"I know that's why I called. But listen, Britney said she spooked him and he ran off, so the chances of him still being here are slim".
"Ok, thanks Santana".
"Yeah, look I'll text the rest of ND and tell them, we owe them an update".
"Of course, but Santana, can I call Mercedes and Blaine"?
"Yeah sure, let me know what happens".
"Of course, thanks Santana". Rachel let her phone fall out of her hands and onto the couch. She looked up at the bookshelf in the corner that mostly help old photos, and directed her attention to one displayed on the top, of her and Kurt from graduation, huge smiles on their faces. It's been five years since Kurt graced her life with his presence. She missed him everyday she sang up on that Broadway stage. Telling Finn this was going to bring Finn and his family back to their obsessive behavior in finding him, and she wasn't sure if they could handle the disappointment a second time around. And then there was Mercedes, who although played tough and optimistic during the whole thing, had been pretty destroyed when her best friend fled, especially since she was on the other side of the continent during the whole thing, she always prayed Kurt would end up on her doorstep, but he never did. And then there was Blaine, poor Blaine who was just starting to move on with his life. Blaine who had blamed himself for Kurt's disappearance to begin with, and was living with him at the time of his departure. Rachel didn't want to be the bearer of news that would rock the foundation of their worlds again. She picked her phone up from the couch, and decided to make the easier out of the two phone calls first.
"Rachel Berry, there better be a good reason you are interrupting my America's Next Top Model" Mercedes voice boomed through Rachel's phone, causing a slight grin on Rachel's face.
"Hey Mercedes, how are you"?
"I'd be better if I could watch my shows, everything ok"?
"Mercedes I have some news".
"Girl are you pregnant? Cuz Quinn is just going to think you are copying her again".
"No, Mercedes, Britney spoke to Kurt today", she heard Mercedes take a sharp inhale.
"He-He's in New York"?
"Apparently. I don't know how long or anything, I haven't even told Finn yet but Santana just called".
"Wow, well, Jesus. Well this is what we wanted right, all these years, a lead"?
"Yeah, it's just-"
"Bringing back the pain we were able to forget, yeah I get it" Mercedes said softly. Rachel heard Finn fumble with the key outside the door.
"Hey I have to go Finn's home. Santana's letting the rest of ND know, and I still have to call Blaine, but I'll let you know as I know something" she quickly hung up and threw her phone to the side.
"Hey babe I come bearing Vegan" Finn said walking through the door. She smiled at her handsome boyfriend. When Finn moved to New York shortly after Kurt's disappearance, they immediately got back together, since distance was the only thing keeping them apart to begin with. It didn't matter that Finn came to look for Kurt, and not for her, they were together now and that was all that mattered. They had been dating for five years almost, and most people expected them to be married by now. Rachel knew Finn was waiting, that he felt weird having a wedding without Kurt, and that didn't bother her, because she felt the same exact way.
"You look like you've just seen a ghost" he observes kissing her softly on the head.
"Finn can you sit down a second" she asks quietly. Finn raises his eyebrows but does what he's told.
"Santana called today" she said softly, Finn still looked confused.
"And-well-she-she-said that Britney saw and spoke to-to Kurt", she looks up and watches Finn's reaction. He knits his eyebrows together and bites his lips.
"Kurt? Here, he's here"? Finn was able to say.
"According to Britney, yeah".
"Well what are we waiting for we've got to go look for him" Finn said leaping up from the couch.
"Finn what's that going to do this city is huge, and Santana said Britney scared him and he ran off, so the chances that he is still here are slim", Finn frowns.
"I've got to call my mom and Burt" he says pulling his phone out of his jacket pocket" He rushed to the bedroom door and lets it slam behind him. Rachel sighs, and so it begins.
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Blaine was sitting reading a book when Oliver walked through their apartment door.
"Hey, I haven't seen you in what seems like days" Blaine says getting up from the couch to give his boyfriend a kiss.
"Yeah sorry between exams and residency I've been doing most of my sleeping at the hospital" Oliver says hanging up his jacket. Blaine wraps his arms around Oliver's waist and pulls him closer.
"We should go out tonight, or stay in" Blaine says suggestively kissing Oliver's neck. Oliver unattached himself from Blaine's grip to spin around to face Blaine, wrapping his arms around his neck.
"As much as I'd love that, I have the graveyard shift tonight. I really only have time for a quick dinner and a shower". Blaine pouts.
"I'll take what I can get, I'll even cook" Blaine said spinning around towards the kitchen. He opens the freezer and pulls out two microwavable meals, Oliver rolls his eyes.
"This was my mom's biggest fear when I told her I was gay, that no one would know how to cook".
"I resent that, I'm getting better, I don't burn these anymore" Blaine said with a smile. Just then his phone rings, and he quickly grabs it from the counter.
"It's Rachel" Blaine said amused, Oliver rolled his eyes again.
"Hello Broadway superstar Miss. Berry, to what do I owe the pleasure?" he says smiling, while opening up the boxes of his future dinner.
"Hi Blaine" she says. Her voice is soft, and not as energetic as usual. He knows something is wrong, He has been waiting for this day, the day someone would call him, to deliver bad news about a certain someone who he was still trying to forget.
"What's wrong?" he asks, dropping the box on the counter and heading towards the couch, sitting down. Oliver follows him, watching concerned.
"You know me to well, I have some news" she says, causing Blaine's stomach to drop.
"Yes"?
"Well, according to Santana, Britney saw Kurt today" she says slowly. Blaine scrunches his face up. Kurt couldn't be in New York; he ran away from New York, he would have no reason to come back.
"Are you-"?
"She spoke to him Blaine" she says, answering Blaine's question before he has a chance to ask it. "And we both know Britney is daft but she wouldn't-"
"Lie" Blaine says slowly. "Wow he's back"?
"Well, we don't really know that. Britney said she mentioned a lot of us were still here and he freaked out and ran, so he could be gone again for all we know, he obviously isn't back to see us. But Finn called Burt and he's already contacted the private investigator and is on the way here". Blaine sighs, poor Burt, he couldn't imagine how hard it must be for him to go through this all again.
"Thanks for letting me know" Blaine says softly.
"Yeah of course, I'll let you know if I hear anything, just don't go do something stupid" she says.
"I have no reason to" Blaine says before hanging up, laying his head against the back of the couch.
When Kurt left five years ago, he blamed himself 100%. They were freshman, they were living together and Kurt had been miserable. He was homesick, failing classes, and re- examining all of his choices. Blaine on the other hand been thriving, making friends, excelling in academics, and part of a million musical groups. He had been happy, and coming home to an upset and emotional Kurt everyday had been bringing him down. He had been planning on breaking up with Kurt, even checking if Kurt would be able to move in with Rachel before he did it. And Kurt wasn't dumb, he sensed it. The night before Blaine was planning on doing it, Kurt had came into their room and practically thrown himself on Blaine. It had surprised him, because since Kurt had become depressed he stopped any sexual advances, or any advances towards Blaine at all. Blaine still loved Kurt, so he allowed himself to make love to him one more time that night, as selfish as he felt doing it. Kurt was gone before Blaine was up, and when Blaine got back to the apartment, Kurt still wasn't back. He waited for hours and by ten o'clock he was calling Kurt, getting no answer. By 11 he was searching for Kurt at all his favorite places, and by twelve he called Finn. He returned to their apartment and did some snooping, noticing that one of Kurt's suitcase was gone, and that a select few of Kurt's outfits were missing, along with his skin care products. Blaine had then found Kurt's keys on the night stand, and that's when he realized Kurt wasn't coming back. But Kurt didn't just leave Blaine, he left everyone, making no contact to any of his friends or family. It had torn everyone up inside. Burt and Finn moved to New York, dealt with police officers for years and when they were no help he hired a private investigator, he had found no leads. Blaine stayed in the apartment for three years, praying that Kurt would one-day come back looking for him, but he never did. Blaine felt terrible, he stopped speaking to any of his friends except for the one's that still linked him to Kurt. He dropped music completely, it reminded him of Kurt too much, and switched his major to business, the most boring and least like Kurt major. When Burt gave up and went back to Ohio, Blaine realized maybe he should move on with his life too. He started out slow, first sending Burt all of Kurt's things, and then moving out of their apartment. Wes had came to visit about a year and half ago, and dragged Blaine to a gay bar, and that's where he met Oliver. Oliver was only there because his friends said he worked to hard and dragged him, so they felt like they had a lot in common. Blaine told Oliver all about Kurt, and he was able to help Blaine slowly get back to normal, well, to what he thought Blaine's normal was. And Blaine truly loved Oliver, there was always Kurt in the back of his mind, but Oliver was there in the flesh. They lived together now, mostly because it was hard for them to spend anytime together, since Oliver was a med student. Blaine didn't mind that Oliver was never around. He enjoyed it actually, and that's probably why they worked so well together.
"Blaine, everything ok"? Oliver walked closer to where Blaine was sitting on the couch.
"Oh yeah that was Rachel" Blaine says lifting his head back up and looking at Oliver.
"I gathered that, you don't look so good Blaine" Oliver said sitting down.
"Yeah, well, um. She said that my friend Britney spoke to Kurt today, you remember the blonde girl that kept calling me a dolphin"?
"The one that still believes in Santa Clause, yeah I remember. And when you say spoke to, you mean on the phone"?
"No, here, in person" Blaine says quietly.
"Oh. Well, that's great, you know for Kurt's family, they have some sort of a lead" Oliver says faking a smile.
"Yeah" Blaine says.
"Are you going to help them?" Oliver asks.
"Help them what"? Blaine looks confused.
"Look for Kurt".
"Why would I do that?" Blaine says. Oliver takes Blaine's hands in his.
"Because I know you still care about him, and you probably know him better then all of them combined. You might pick up on things they wouldn't" Blaine looks at Oliver.
"And you'd be ok, with me helping"?
"Of course, I mean you were going to break up with him anyway right, so it's not like you'd be together right now, I 'm not worried" Oliver said reassuringly. Blaine isn't convinced however, he knows Oliver, Oliver was a doctor in training, he took classes on how to stay cool calm and collected, and that was why they never ever fought.
"I guess I could at least call Brittney, see exactly what they spoke about" Blaine said. Oliver patted him on the knee.
"Good, and I'll go make us some salad" he got up from the couch and headed into the kitchen. Blaine didn't know if he wanted to do this, get involved again like he was before, he didn't know if he could handle this again emotionally. Especially after moving on, if you could even call it that. He toyed with his phone for a moment before finally dialing.
"Hello hobbit" a sultry voice that Blaine recognized to be Santana's came through.
"Hey Santana" Blaine said before checking to see if he dialed the right number, he had.
"I take it you heard the news" she said.
"Yeah, I was hoping to talk to Britney about it".
"She's giving Lord Tubbington the second a bath" she said hastily.
"Santana please, it's important" he begged.
"Look she just got off the phone with Burt, and he made her really upset, so I don't think it's a good idea" she said softly.
"I'm not calling to yell, I really just want to hear their exact conversation".
"Fine" Santana huffed, calling for Britney.
"Hello" a dreamy voice said.
"Hey Britney" Blaine said, and he couldn't help but smile, she would always be his favorite.
"Blaine Warbler" Britney cooed into the phone. "I saw your dolphin today" she says.
"He's not my- I know I heard, I was wondering if I could talk to you about it" Blaine said patiently.
"Sure, I already told Kurt's dad. But he got mad at me" she said sadly.
"He just really misses Kurt. So where exactly did you see him"?
"Oh, well I was walking to subway from work, and I was looking for fairies, when I recognized his butt" she says seriously.
"You, what?" Blaine asks flabbergasted.
"I recognized his butt, we both dated him Blaine he has a nice one. Especially in all those fancy clothes he wears" she says sincerely, making Blaine smile a little, he could definitely agree with her there.
"So I followed him, and he went into this coffee shop, it was cute it reminded me of-"
"The Lima Bean" Blaine says, realizing exactly where he was. Kurt used to go there when he was homesick, it was nowhere near their old apartment but Kurt stumbled upon in one day, and went there all the time. Blaine used to have and go and get him at night when Kurt would not want to leave.
"Yeah. So I watched him, he ordered a coffee and sat down at a table, and he looked lost, so I went and sat down next to him. He was shocked when I said his name, but he kinda smiled at me a little. I told him that everyone missed him, and that Quinn was having a baby, and that the Asian's already had one. I told him how a lot of us ended up in the city, and he got angry. I then told him that I was thinking about him this week and he ran, I think he was late. " Britney says.
"Why had you been thinking of him"? Blaine asks.
"Because of the white tents in the park, the one's with the yelling people taking pictures and celebrities, Kurt always wanted to end up there" she said, expecting Blaine to know this already.
"Fashion week" Blaine says, his eyes widened. It was fashion week in Bryant Park right now, he knew this because it took him twenty minutes longer to get to work.
"Thank you Britney you are a genius" he swiftly hung up the phone and dialed Finn, his mind swimming with thoughts.
"Blaine hey, now's not really a good time right now" Finn says.
"Finn wait. I just spoke to Britney, and listen, do you know what week it is"?
"Um no"?
"Of course not, it's fashion week. And I know it's a long shot but think about it, Britney said Kurt was still well-dressed which means he has to have a job to support his crazy clothes budget. And when Britney mentioned fashion week he ran, because maybe that's why he's here. Maybe he's a designer, or I don't know involved in it somehow, it was his dream, it's not so off base".
"Rachel has two passes, she was going to drag me".
"You should go" Blaine says seriously.
"Come with me" Finn urges, Blaine flinches.
"If he's there he isn't going to want to see me" Blaine reminds him.
"I can't do this without you" Finn says, and Blaine sighs.
"I can be there in thirty minutes" Blaine says softly.
"Thank you" Finn says before hanging up the phone. Blaine grabs his jacket and heads to the kitchen, watching his sexy boyfriend chop tomatoes. Oliver senses Blaine and looks up and smiles.
"Hey, get anything out of Britney"?
"Yeah actually, we think he may be here for fashion week, Finn wants me to check with him" Blaine says, he notices the look of disappointment in Oliver's face.
"Well you should, I have to go soon anyway. Let me know how it goes", Oliver says turning his attention back to the tomatoes. Blaine takes a deep breath before heading out the door, this was probably the worst idea he ever had.