Blaine was pacing back and forth in their apartment, waiting for his fiancee to come home. It had been hours since Kurt was supposed to be home and he wasn't back yet. Kurt had been late before- leaving him irritated and annoyed- but never this late. Blaine had tried calling and texting him, but Kurt wasn't picking up his phone. Blaine was starting to panic.

He called Rachel, hoping she'd have some news on where Kurt was. She picked up on the 3rd ring. "Hi Blaine! What's up-"

"Are you with Kurt?" Blaine asked, pacing back and forth.

"No...? Why? Is he okay?" Rachel asked, sounding a little worried.

Blaine slammed his foot down, forcing down a yell. "He's not home yet."

"What? That's... That's strange- have you tried calling him?"

"Of course I have!" Blaine ran a hand through his gelled hair, wishing he could pull it out, curly lock by curly lock. "He won't pick up and..." He took a shaky breath. "Rachel, I'm scared."

"Kurt'll be okay, Blaine." Rachel said comfortingly through the phone. "I know he will be... But... Have you called anywhere else?"

"I tried Santana, but she didn't pick up... I haven't tried Burt or Carole, but I don't want them to panic..." Blaine sat down, blinking back tears. "God Rachel, what if he's hurt?!"

"We'll find him, Blaine. I'm coming over right now, okay?" Rachel said. Blaine heard some static noises, which meant she was probably pulling on her giant coat. "I'll see you in 5."

Blaine nodded, hanging up. He let his head fall forwards into his hands, wishing he had Kurt here- upset, hurt, or fine. He just wanted Kurt. He wanted to make sure he was okay...

Rachel knocked on Blaine's door about 5 minutes later. Blaine opened it immediately. Rachel took in the sight of her friend- his disheveled hair, upset expression.. He was really stressing out. Rachel didn't entirely blame him, but she had to admit to herself that the disheveled look didn't suit him at all.

Before either of them could say a word, Blaine's phone went off. His eyes were down on it and he shoulders sagged with relief. "It's Kurt." He said softly, picking it up. "Damn it Kurt, where are-" His eyes widened and he was cut off.

"Hello Blaine Warbler."

Blaine hissed. "What the hell have you done with Kurt?!"

Sebastian laughed, his voice louder through the phone. "He's fine, don't worry... Besides, now you can focus on other things, without your precious fiancee getting in the way."

"What the hell have you done. With. Kurt?!" Blaine demanded again.

Through the static- they must have been going through a tunnel- Blaine heard the sweet, angelic voice of Kurt Hummel. "BLAINE! BLAINE-"

"Shut up!" Sebastian hissed, although there was a happy-tone to his voice. "Shut it, Hummel."

"Blaine..." Kurt whimpered. It sounded as though he was crying.

"Kurt, it's okay." Blaine said, his own voice sounding panicky. Blaine hadn't realized it, but he was on the verge of tears also. Hearing Kurt's sweet voice so panicky had almost set them off. "I swear to god, Sebastian, if you have hurt him, I will kill you-"

"Oh calm down, Blaine. I haven't hurt your precious fiancee." Sebastian sighed. "However, it all depends..."

"On what?" Blaine asked, his heart skipping a beat.

"You know, Blaine... I moved to New York expecting fame and money... But... New York hasn't been kind to me... I need money."

"So you want a ransom?" Blaine said, walking over to where his wallet was. "You captured him so you could ask for a ransom?!"

"See, I do want a ransom... But I'll be nice and give you 3 days.. So that'll leave me..." There was a sick note to Sebastian's voice. "3 days alone with your precious Kurt. And then we'll come up to pay you a little visit, Blainers."

Blaine's eyes widened and he heard Kurt's voice come through again. He was hysterical, half-sobbing now. "Blaine! Blaine please help me! Oh god, Blaine... Bla-" There was a thud and Kurt fell silent. Blaine felt a sick feeling growing in his stomach.

"What did you do to him?"

"Nothing, Blaine, calm down. God, I'm not going to kill him. That's not the point of blackmail." Sebastian laughed. "But thing is, you have 3 days to come up with $800 cash, in my hand. After that, the deals off and Kurt..." There was a gasp of pain from Kurt. "You follow my lead, Blainers?"

Blaine flinched. "You sick psychopath-"

"Do we have a deal or not?"

Blaine looked over at Rachel, who's eyes were spilling over with tears. Her chest was rising and falling quickly and her hands were covering her mouth. "Let me talk to Kurt."

"Do we have a deal?!" Sebastian's voice grew louder and Blaine knew he wasn't going to be able to talk to his fiancee. It killed him knowing he wouldn't get to talk to Kurt.

Blaine shut his eyes, letting a tear trace down his cheek. "Yeah, okay." How on earth was he going to come up with $800 in 3 days?! "Now let me talk-"

"See you soon, Blainers. And don't worry-"

"BLAINE!"

"I'll send you little updates on how you're precious Kurt is doing."

"BLAINE!"

"I'll take good care of him."

The phone cut off.

Blaine's phone hand slowly dropped from his ear, the phone still beeping in his hand. Rachel was standing by the door, her hands still covering her mouth and tears streaming down her face, messing up her perfectly done makeup. Blaine shuddered, dropping the phone on the counter as if it were a poisonous spider. His mouth fell open slightly and a sob broke free. Rachel ran towards him and threw her arms around him, letting him sob against her. "I-It'll be okay." Rachel tried to say, although she didn't sound very convincing. "Blaine... B-Blaine, I promise we'll get K-Kurt back."

The ropes binding his wrists and ankles were tight, but it was nothing compared to the weight on his chest. Kurt struggled with every breath. He tried every calming technique he knew, but he couldn't get himself calm enough.

"God- can I shut him up?" Karofsky's voice came from the other end of the car. Kurt closed his mouth, still shuddering and shaking. The tears had started as soon as he'd been kidnapped and they hadn't stopped. Everything was happening so fast...

"No." Sebastian's sick voice said from the front seat. "I want him to enjoy every moment of our time together." Kurt shuddered again. "Kurt, you are... You are a thief, you know? You stole Blaine from me. If it weren't for you, I'd have your little fiancee in my lap right now. He'd be mine, but you had to come with you're little gay-sob story and ruin every damn chance I ever had."

Kurt shook his head, trying to shove himself into a smaller ball. He pulled his knees closer to his chest. His head hurt, but not as much as his back and neck did from the position he was in. "No... No please..." He pleaded. "I didn't mean too... I swear... I-"

"Oh shut up!" Karofsky slammed his hand against the seat next to Kurt. Kurt jumped, making a high-pitched noise of pure terror and fear. "God Hummel."

Kurt looked out the window, wishing he could do something. The car kept moving forwards. They seemed to be in the middle of nowhere now. Kurt wished he could have talked to Blaine- he had never wanted Blaine so badly in his life. "Why... Why are you doing this?"

Sebastian laughed, not taking his eyes off the road. "I want you to feel the pain I felt when you took Blaine from me. Everything I felt. So get ready for a wild ride, Hummel. You're not going to enjoy it."

Kurt's tears spilled down his face again and he let his head drop onto his knees. Why him? Why did Sebastian have to hate him so much?

It took them too long to get to wherever Sebastian and Karofsky were bringing him. Kurt had stopped crying by then, but his head was pounding so badly he was sure he would get sick. "Come on, homo." Karofsky grabbed his bound wrists and dragged him out of the car. Kurt's legs felt shaky and he wasn't sure how he was supposed to move, seeing as his ankles were bound together. But Karofsky swept him off his feet, smiling evilly down at him. "You sure will have a lot of fun, Hummel." Kurt gulped, wishing Karofsky would put him down... in Blaine's arms...

Sebastian walked into an abandoned barn. He knelt down on the ground in the middle of the room and shifted the hay around, until his hands found a padlock. Kurt took notice of it and the surroundings- although there wasn't much to see, other than that it seemed as though the barn was at the top of a hill. Trees surrounded the clearing. Karofsky kept moving before Kurt could see much more. Pushing the now-open trap door open, Sebastian smiled at me, then walked down a set of stairs. Karofsky followed.

There was another door, which Sebastian opened and then they were inside a giant... room. It was brightly lit, but there was a... what looked like a big cagein the corner. Everything else looked like a normal living room- there was even food and beds. Kurt took a shaking breath as Sebastian smiled. "Welcome to your personal hell, Kurt Hummel."

Karofsky pulled Kurt's jacket and boots off him, throwing them over onto the ground. Opening the cage door, Karosfky smiled and Kurt, then threw him inside. Kurt's head hit the ground and immediate pain flooded through his head. Blackness threatened to take over, but the last thing he saw was Karofsky slamming the cage-door shut. And then black swallowed him whole.