AN: I honestly have to say after the whole hand holding scene between Adam and Kurt my faith in Klaine getting back together is slowly starting to dim, but then when I found out Kurt was among the people singing Mamma Mia during episode 17, I starting feeling better. The reason being, for anyone who isn't familiar with the song, part of the lyrics go
" Yes I've been broken hearted oooo since the day we parted, why why did I ever let you go"
Anyway my faith in Klaine is slowly starting to be restored so I will be updating the rest of my stories very soon.
Now anyway the rumors regarding episode 18 " Shooting Star" is as follows a gun shot is heard throughout the school, but apparently no one is hurt. Sooooo I do believe this will be a wonderful episode for Kurt and Blaine to get back together….ahem Ryan Murphy lol.
So hear is my version of how the New Yorkers find out. Enjoy and please no negative comments here, if you don't like my story then don't read it. Enjoy
Looking around the lounge, Kurt Hummel happily sighed. Spring break was slowly approaching….and he couldn't wait. Yes he would miss New York, but it's been months since he was last home and he couldn't wait to see his dad and Blaine. Over the last few weeks Kurt finally realized Blaine was the one for him and he couldn't wait to tell him…..however the only problem was Adam. He really did care for the older man, and he knew Adam cared deeply for him, but Kurt knew his heart belonged to Blaine. So the only sensible thing to do was break it off with Adam tonight, and that's exactly what he was going to do.
Stretching a little, Kurt rolled his eyes and started to laugh at the way Santana and Rachel were dancing.
" What did you ladies do….loose a microchip?"
Turing Rachel around, then dipping her, Santana just smiled.
" Your just jealous Lady Hummel."
Shaking his head, Kurt turned his attention, back to his Music Lit book.
" Oh and why am I jealous?"
" Because I have a hot lady in my arms and all you have is a foreign alien from England…..whose probably on the verge of loosing his green card."
Not making a comment, Kurt continued reading.
Hearing his phone go off, Kurt reached towards the table and while ignoring the bitch glares he was getting from the ladies he turned down the music and smiled when he saw it was his dad.
" Hey dad what's up?"
" Hey bud…what are you up too?"
Hearing the slight tremor in his father's voice, the teen raised an eyebrow.
" Just hanging out with Rachel, Santana and Brody before class….why dad what's wrong?"
After a brief silence, Burt answered.
" There was a school shooting at McKinley about a half hour ago. Carol is trying to get in touch with Finn, while I'm trying to get a hold of Blaine, but we haven't had any luck."
All the color on Kurt's face left him, while he shot up from the chair.
" Uh how…..how serious?"
" I don't know kiddo, but when we do hear anything else, Carol or I will call."
Nodding his head, Kurt hung up his phone then with watery eyes, he turned to his friends.
" There was…..there was a…..there was a school shooting at McKinley."
Rachel gasped and Santana covered her mouth with her hand.
" My dad and Carol have been trying to call Finn and Blaine, but their not answering."
Starting to shake, Rachel blinked back a few tears.
" How bad is it?"
" My dad doesn't know."
Trying to swallow the lump, that was now choking him, Kurt got up from the chair and tried dialing the familiar number.
_ Hating his friends going through something like this, Brody felt helpless, he wanted to help, but didn't know how. Seeing the distressed look on Brody's face, Santana grabbed a piece of paper and after writing some numbers down, she handed it to him.
" These are our friends, if you have to leave voicemails, tell them who you are and that you are friends with us and leave them your number….hopefully you will have better luck then us."
Giving the girl a grateful smile, Brody pulled out his cell phone and began dialing from the list.
After leaving a voicemail for a guy named Artie, Brody looked around the lounge and spotted an open computer. Realizing what the trio needed right now, he pulled out his credit card and while dialing Joe's number, he went on the JFK airport sight and began booking the flight.
_Sighing in frustration, Kurt clenched his fits and resisted the urge to scream. He lost count of the number of times he called Blaine in the last twenty minutes, but he wanted to hear his voice damn it. Hitting redial again, Kurt finally decided to leave a message.
" Now you listen and you listen good….you promised me, over a bubble gum wrapper ring, you would pick up my phone calls no matter what you were doing and you always keep your promises….so heaven help you Blaine Devon Anderson if you don't return my phone call!"
Hanging up the call, Kurt was getting ready to pace when he spotted Adam coming up the stairs.
" There you are. I was started to wonder if I was being stood up."
Not totally understanding what the brit was talking about, Kurt opened his mouth to say something, but stopped when Brody ran over to them.
" I got us four tickets on the 11:30 flight to Columbus. If we leave now then we should get into Lima around 2 in the afternoon."
Giving a watery smile, Kurt grabbed his phone and redialed Blaine's number and left another message.
" I'm coming home baby. I'm on the 11:30 flight so I should be home this afternoon. You still have to call me back ok…..please Blaine….please call me back….I need to hear your voice….I need you to tell me everything is going to be ok."
Taking a deep shaky breath, Kurt stared at the silent phone then took a glance at his friends.
" Let's go."
Then turning towards Adam, Kurt shrugged his shoulders then with his support system in tow, the four friends ran down the stairs and out of the school, all saying silent prayers….all hoping their friends and loved ones were ok.
