Title: When All Else Fails
Rating: T; mild violence & language
Characters: Kurt, Rachel, Finn, & Blaine as main
Pairs: Klaine, Kurtchel Friendship, & mild Fincel undertones
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything familiar in this story. Spoilers up to Born This Way/ Takes place after this episode.
Summary: Rachel and Kurt are kidnapped by a man seeking revenge on the Anderson's. It's up to Blaine to make the right moves before it's too late. Klaine, Kurtchel Friendship.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon on a Thursday when a black navigator pulled through the front gates of the Anderson household. A lean young man with chestnut brown hair stepped out of the driver's seat as his gray converse touched the ground. He wore black skinny jeans, a silver dress shirt with a black patterned bow-tie with a matching long vest under his coat. He pulled open the back door of his navigator as a short brunette stepped out of the passenger side.
"Kurt, this house is magnificent!" she stated, meeting Kurt on the other side of the car. Her purple headband matched her purple skirt and flats, with her gray with purple poka-dot tights and plain gray t-shirt tucked into her skirt. She remembered Kurt grilling her on the tights the second she stepped into McKinley High earlier that day and after much argument he finally let her in his car afterschool.
He leered down at her tights and shivered, pulling out two large brown bags from the back seat. "You better still let me burn those later," he stated. Rachel ignored the comment and grabbed the last bag, closing the door behind him.
"How're we even getting in?" Rachel wondered.
"The kitchen is in the back, they have a key for back door hidden in the yard," he stated as they stepped into the backyard. As they entered the back he took the third bag from Rachel and pointed towards the clay turtle which the key was hidden in. She unlocked the back door and the two stepped into the house.
"Thanks for coming with me Rachel," Kurt called after her as she skipped into the living room.
"Oh you know I wouldn't have it any other way!" Rachel stated, jumping up in down on the balls of her feet as she twirled around the large living room. "Romantic surprises are by-far the best!" a huge smile appeared on her face. "And you're sure Blaine's parents are out of town, right?" she walked through large glass doors to meet Kurt in the kitchen, dropping numerous large paper bags on the counter.
"100%, and he has Warbler practice until five and I bribed Wes and David to annoy him for another half hour so he should be here around six," Kurt explained as he emptied the contents onto the counter. Rachel smiled and leaned her elbows and head in her hands as she stared up at her friend. "What?"
"I'm just happy for you," she responded with a small shrug.
"As I live and breathe, Rachel Berry is happy for someone else's happiness?" he teased, poking her in the nose. She laughed and swatted his hand away as she helped him empty the bags.
"I'm offended," she stated in mock insult. "I am getting better… unless it comes to Quinn and Finn but that's just instinct," her voice became slightly sad as she turned around and pressed a few buttons on the stove.
"If it helps at all, I think Finn can be an idiot sometimes but he really does care for you,"
"I know," she responded sadly.
"And if it's any consolation I really doubt he and Quinn are going to have this life-long love she ridiculously believes in,"
"I know," she looked back at Kurt with sad brown eyes. "We've got dreams though, remember? I'll be jet setting off to New York by the time either of them come to their senses," she looked away from Kurt and he stepped forward, taking her hands in his.
"Come here," he stated, pulling her into a hug. "Don't let them get to you down, it's nothing against you," he took her hand again and led her back into the living room and out into the porch.
"Where are we going?" Rachel questioned.
"We're in Blaine Anderson's house," Kurt responded as he pulled her through another set of doors into a small dark room. He dropped her hand and flicked on the light and Rachel nearly gasped.
The room was absolutely gorgeous, yet significantly smaller than the other rooms she'd seen in the rather spectacular home. The walls were lined with windows and draped with thick red curtains as a gold chandelier hung from the ceiling and right below sat a black grand piano. Kurt nudged Rachel forward and she took a seat at it.
Kurt took a seat next to her and started to play a few notes on the piano and he looked to Rachel. "Rachel, you need to get over Finn," he stated as her continued to play. "I know you will only ever admit to Mercedes and I how hung up you are. And, no matter what people say," he lifted up a finger and poked her in the nose again. "You've got to make your own happiness sometimes," that's when Rachel finally realized what he was playing at her face erupted into a bright smile.
"Care you join me Barbra?" Kurt grinned and she nodded and Kurt opened his mouth. "Forget your troubles," as Rachel joined in singing "Happy Days."
Come on get happy (Are here again)
You better chase all your cares away (The skies above are clear again)
Shout Hallelujah (So let's sing a song)
Come on get happy (Of cheer again)
Get ready for the judgment day (Happy days are here again)
The pair continued singing their duet – Since it was Kurt's turn to cheer Rachel up this time. That was until something interrupted them.
CRASH
The two jumped as the shattering of glass pulled them back to the life. Kurt's blue eyes met Rachel's terrified brown ones as they saw a figure push through the shattered front door.
Kurt placed a finger on Rachel's lips and stood up, grabbed her hand and pulling her with him as he pulled her into the next room and up the stairs. The lights were off in the upstairs hallway as Kurt pulled Rachel down it into a familiar room and shut the door quietly behind them.
The room was dim-lit from the sun streaming in through the windows, Kurt put his hands on the door and Rachel turned around, glancing around the room which she was positive was Blaine's. The room was color coordinated in Dalton's red and blue, including his sheets, walls, and curtains and a rug in the middle of the mahogany floor. It was extremely neat and organized except for the guitar placed in the middle of his bed. Rachel glanced over at his desk and noticed a laptop and a few pictures of himself and Warblers.
"Aw," Rachel turned around and noticed Kurt was now standing near Blaine's bed, grinning down at the night table. She walked over and saw what he was looking at. Right next to Blaine's alarm clock sat a framed picture of him and Kurt at Regional's.
"It's a nice picture despite the fact that we totally kicked your butts that day," Rachel joked, poking Kurt in the arm and he grinned and was about to make a witty remark back until he heard a crash and a curse in the hallways outside of Blaine's room.
"Y-you sure it's not Blaine?" Rachel whispered as Kurt stared over her head at his closed bedroom door. Rachel herself knew it was just wishful thinking as Kurt grabbed her hand and pulled her into Blaine's closet as the door to the room opened. He backed up as far as he could into the closet, pulling Rachel close to him.
Rachel could see through the cracks in the closet door – a tall figure (definitely not Blaine), walked slowly around the room knocking contents off the desk. He was holding a brown bag in his hands and was faced back-on to them. Kurt nudged her and she turned around to see him pointing to the opposite corner of the closet where two badminton rackets stood.
Rachel leaned over and grabbed them, passing one to Kurt as they went to opposite sides of the closet. They held up the rackets and Kurt watch the figure back up slowly, staring at Blaine's bed. Kurt nodded at Rachel and kicked the closet door open, and swung at the figure.
However, the figure reacted quickly, turning around and punching Kurt in the stomach which such force that it knocked the breath out of the countertenor as he doubled over. The man stepped forward and Rachel ran from the closet and hit the figure over the head as hard as she could.
She wasn't sure if she knocked him out but the man doubled over onto Blaine's bed. Rachel grabbed Kurt's hand and the two ran out of the room.
"Are you-"
"Just run," Kurt wheezed, holding him stomach with one arm and Rachel's hand with the other. "Down the hall in other direction, there is another staircase leading to the back by the kitchen," he spoke quickly and Rachel nodded and ran until a gun shot rang out.
The two jumped to opposite sides of the hall, Rachel fell into the wall as Kurt found himself stumbling into the half opened door of a dark room. Kurt stood up again but quickly doubled over, hands on his knees trying to catch his breathe. He coughed and quickly cursed himself for it, slapping a hand over his own mouth.
"Blaine, your little girlfriend gets shot if you don't stop being a coward like your father!" a menacing voice called. Kurt closed his eyes and took a deep breath – he couldn't risk the man bluffing about Rachel. He stood up straight and stepped into the hall. A tall man stood there with a large smirk on his face, his left arm wrapped around a terrified Rachel and his right arm with a gun pointed at her. "Good," he gave a small, approving nod. "Now raise your hands," Kurt slowly raised them, not taking his eyes off Rachel for a second.
"He isn't Blaine!" Rachel yelled out in desperation and the man's hold on her loosened. However, his grip on his gun became tighter and she didn't move an inch. Kurt's eyes widened. If this man was here for Blaine, here to hurt Blaine then he wanted to pretend to be Blaine for as long as possible in hopes it kept his boyfriend safe.
"And who are you?" he leered at Kurt, making it perfectly clear he wanted Kurt to answer. Kurt thought about it for a moment until he decided on the appropriate answer.
"His boyfriend." A large smile spread across the man's face and he held Rachel closer and she felt his warm breathe on her hair.
"Perfect," the man responded and waved his gun. "Well hurry up now Homo, you can ride in the back while my new friend here rides in front with me," he moved the gun forward and Rachel felt the cold barrel on her neck, pushing back her hair. "And no funny business, I'm sure what I originally came for will be back in a few hours if I find reason to dispose of you two." Tears were escaping Rachel's eyes that she hadn't even noticed until she was chocking back a sob.
"Down the stairs," the man ordered, waving the gun at Kurt who slowly turned around and walked downstairs.
The man was driving, Rachel in the front seat, hands tied in her lap and Kurt sitting in the back seat, hands tied in the same position with his satchel next to him full of his things. The thought that his phone was only a foot away from him broke his heart. But he knew anything stupid would be not only putting himself in danger, but Rachel and Blaine.
Their new companion hadn't said a word since he made them tie each other's hands and get in the man's grey SUV. From the side mirror Kurt could see Rachel's tear stained face. Kurt was surprised he hadn't shed any tears of his own. He was terrified and he was sure his eyes were so wide he looked like Ms. Pillsbury but he hadn't cried. He was desperately searching his mind for any way to make this situation better.
"Phone," they man kept facing the road but held his hand back to Kurt. Kurt looked up and noticed the man's eyes were staring at him through the rear-view mirror. "In the bag," he responded with a sense of annoyance in his voice. Kurt leaned to the side and clumsily opened up the bag with his hands tied together and noticed his Iphone sitting at the top of the bag. He dropped it into the man's hand and sat back. Glancing back out the window his noticed Rachel staring at him in the side mirror – he gave her the weakest smile he could muster before looking down.
Rachel glanced over to the man sitting next to her. He was glancing from the road to Kurt's cell phone and she only got a glance at the name before he put the phone to his ear.
"Change of plans, I'll explain when we get there. Oh no we will still need Blaine," the man smirked at Kurt's wide eyes in the rearview mirror. "I've got a little bargaining power. Give Jimmy till tomorrow," and with that he lowered the phone but still held in his hand.
"I'm really sorry if I got in the way of your supper plans, Kids," the man had a sick smile plastered across his face. "Now don't you fret," he leaned forward and ruffled Rachel's hair. "This is just some business the Anderson's and my people need to attend to. Just a business deal," he grinned and placed his hand on the wheel.
"And… and what are we?" Rachel asked in almost a whisper. The man grinned and placed the phone back to his ear before turning to Rachel.
"Leverage."
A/N – I apologize if the beginning seems rather rushed, but my story is strictly centered on the kidnapping in an attempt to not stray. Also, as many may know the song was Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy, it was Kurt and Rachel's Duet in episode 2x04. AKA the start of their beautiful friendship
Really hope I get some feedback on this, I do have a lot of later stuff written so I will try to post when I get the time for I also have another story up here as well
Coming Up: After a phonecall, Blaine desperately searches for is parents and goes to one person for help - His boyfriend's brother.
That's right: Worried!Blaine, Searching!Blaine. Brotherly love & Finn/Blaine interaction
R&R! :)