Blaine ran down the stairs, not even paying attention to his parents, who called after him concerned. Blaine grabbed his car keys from the key pot by the door, and raced to his car.

Blaine sent a text to Finn, telling him to meet him at Scandal's as soon as possible. Blaine wiped the tears from his eyes before starting the car and making the 10 minute car ride to Scandal's.

Finn woke up abruptly to the sound of his stomach rumbling. He sighed, then got up and padded out of the room. He was halfway down the stairs when he realised that the lights were still turned on. That's weird.

"Give him 10 more minutes Burt, he probably lost track of time," he heard his mother say.

"Carole, it's 5 in the morning! Kurt is always home by 1 am at the latest!" he saw the shadow of Burt pacing around the living room.

Finn smirked, Kurt's in trouble…the greatest thing about having a sibling, is that if one of them is in trouble, the other is the golden child. Unfortunately, Kurt was always the golden child, and Finn was always in trouble, so it's funny to see how the tables have turned.

Finn moved his foot forwards down the stairs quietly, but his large feet made the floorboard creak, he winced at the noise.

"Finn? Is that you honey?" Carole yelled from the living room.

Finn decided to show his face, and walked into the living room. He saw Burt still pacing around the room holding the home phone, and Carole on her mobile. Carole finally turned around and faced her son.

"Honey, have you heard from Kurt at all tonight? Did he tell you where he was going?" Carole asked, stroking Finn's bicep.

"No, he didn't tell me anything. Have you tried his phone?" Finn asked, hoping he was being helpful.

Carole gave him a sad smile, not having the heart to tell her son that that was a silly question to ask, and that they had been doing that for nearly over two hours.

"Yes sweetie, we're trying."

"That's it; I can't sit here any longer. I'm driving around town." Burt said, walking briskly over to the coat rack and grab his jacket, it was a cold night out tonight, and if his son was out without a coat on, so help him God.

"Okay honey, I'll stay here in case we hear anything," Carole said.

Burt nodded in agreement, and slammed the door shut behind him.

"Kurt's going to be in so much trouble…" Finn said aloud.

Carole was too tired to scold him, but she did agree. Kurt would have to be punished for staying out really late and not keeping contact.

"I'm going to go upstairs and try Blaine," Finn said, pointing up the stairs.

"Okay, tell me if you hear anything won't you?" Carole asked.

"Sure, of course I will," Finn said, he pulled his mum into a hug and kissed her forehead, "he'll come home mum, he's probably staying at Blaine's house, and his phone ran out of charge."

"I hope your right."

Finn had been calling Blaine for nearly an hour, and still no answer. Finn was about to give up when the phone was finally answered.

"H'llo?"

"Hi, Blaine? It's Finn."

"Oh hi Finn, what's up? Why the early call man?"

"Is Kurt with you?" Finn asked.

"No, we got into a fight last night and I left him outside the club."

Woah, he had definitely heard that wrong.

"You guys went clubbing?! And are you sure he's not with you?"

"No Finn, he's not. Why?"

Finn paused in shock and dread, everything was finally starting to become a reality.

"He didn't come home last night."

The line was dead silent for a while, until Finn heard what sounded like a sob coming from the other side of the phone.

"I'll be right there," Blaine said, before hanging up.

SHIT.

Finn raced downstairs to find his mum. He hadn't even realised that Burt had come back, and he and Carole were talking to a policeman. He managed to catch the last bit of their conversation before he entered the room.

-"We'll do everything we can, but we will have to wait 24 hours, just in case he comes back. When we reach the 24 hour mark, then we'll send out an amber alert." The officer said sadly.

"Wait, so my son could be lying dead in a ditch somewhere, as we speak and you say there's nothing you can do? Kurt doesn't do things like this!" Burt shouted.

Finn decided it was time to speak up.

"Kurt and Blaine went clubbing last night, they got into a fight and Blaine and Kurt left separately." Finn said.

"Who's Blaine?" the officer asked.

Everyone in the room paused for a brief moment before Burt spoke up.

"He's uh, he's Kurt's boyfriend," he said cautiously.

The police officer didn't even bat an eye, instead he just wrote down the information as if that's something he heard on a daily basis.

"Okay great, I have everything I need. Mr Hummel, do tell us if Kurt has been in contact and has returned in the next 24 hours, alright?" he said, before leaving the house.

The room was silent afterwards. Burt was staring at the mantle piece where a picture of Kurt stood. It was the picture of Kurt's first day of Kindergarten. Finn remembered Kurt at that time; he was smaller than all the boys, and always played dress up with the girls.

Finn heard his phone chime again. He clicked on his new message and saw it was from Blaine, asking to meet at Scandal's.

Finn cleared his throat before speaking, "I'm going to meet Blaine, I'll be back soon." Finn said, he ran upstairs to change into a t-shirt, hoodie and trackie pants. When he got downstairs, he was met by his mum at the bottom of the stairs.

"Call me if you hear anything from Kurt," Carole said, hugging her son.

"I promise."

Finn parked his car on the side of the road opposite the club Scandal's. He got out of the car and jogged across the road. He saw Blaine standing in front of a black navigator. Kurt's navigator.

"He asked me to look after his keys for him before we entered the club. I forgot I had them until it was too late." Blaine said; face blank, and not looking up from the navigator.

Finn didn't know what to say. He was angry and blamed Blaine, but Blaine was really ripping himself up over this. He didn't need anyone being angry at him for the time being.

"Let's look around for clues. You look around the navigator; I'll walk around the car park." Finn ordered, and Blaine nodded in response.

Finn paced around the car park a number of times and found nothing. It wasn't until he realised that he was only going outside the car park, and not in the middle. He began to look around the area, he saw something familiar in the distance.

"Blaine!" Finn called to Blaine, who looked up from the floor near the navigator, and ran over to join Finn.

"What is it, what have you found?" Blaine said, out of breathe.

"It's Kurt's ring his mum gave him before she died. He sometimes wears it on his finger or on a chain around his neck. He told me about it over our lady chats with warm milk." Finn said.

"What's that?" Blaine pointed to a patch on the floor underneath the ring.

Both boys looked closer, and gasped in shock at what they saw.

Blood.


Kurt's senses were starting to return to him. He could hear voices around him, but they sounded so far away, and unrecognisable.

Great. He was dead.

Or was he?

Kurt tried to blink his eyes open, but they felt too heavy. Light was starting to flood through his eyes, and the voices were starting to become clear.

"sshh! He's waking up!" what sounded like a young girl said.

"You sshh, don't spook him!" a boy said.

Kurt groaned as the light finally hit his eyes, causing his headache to explode in his head. After many attempts, he managed to open his eyes. He looked around the big space.

He was lying on a mattress in some sort of basement, the walls were black, and there were stairs to his left leading upstairs. Kurt's eyes finally landed on two pairs of eyes staring at him.

"Hi! I'm Alice! This is Arthur. What's your name?" the young girl asked. She had light blonde hair, her green eyes too big for her face; she couldn't have been more than 4 or 5 years old. She reminded him of Quinn in Kindergarten.

"Don't ask him that Alice! Mother and father will give him a new name!" Arthur scolded. His dirty blonde hair was too long, looking a little like Leonardo DiCaprio in the Romeo and Juliet movie. He was quite tall, but was probably around 10 or 11 years old.

"I know! I just want to know! He's so pretty…" Alice said quietly.

"W-where am I?" Kurt asked. His words sounded muffled in his ear, like his mouth was filled with cotton buds.

"Your home silly! Come on, mum and dad are waiting for us upstairs!" Alice said, tugging at Kurt's hand to get him up.

Kurt sat frozen in place, and stared at Alice like she had grown three heads.

"What?"

"Your home, we're going to have too much fun!" Alice squealed.

"Kids, come upstairs please! Bring our new guest as well." A man's voice came from upstairs.

"Come on, daddy get's angry when he's kept waiting too long," Alice whispered the last bit.

Arthur and Alice helped Kurt up off the mattress; Kurt was still in a daze. He must have heard wrong. He must have! He's never met these people before for Pete's sake!

Kurt was lead up the stairs, Alice dragging him in front, and Arthur behind him. Kurt's legs felt like jelly, he was kind of glad this Arthur was behind him, or he definitely would have fallen.

Kurt was finally at the top of the stairs, and was lead through a clear hallway, the walls were cracked and could definitely use some colour, and there were no pictures on the walls or anything. It was just drab and boring. It hurt Kurt's eyes more.

When they cleared the hallway, they were lead into a kitchen. There was a man and a woman sitting on two chairs, and there were 3 more chairs opposite theirs. The woman looked like she was in her late 40's and early 50's. She had brown greying hair, and dark blue eyes with wrinkles around them. She was a bit on the petite side, but she was an insect compared to the man sitting next to her.

The man looked like he was at least 6 foot 4, maybe even taller than Finn. He had black greying hair, with black eyes.

"Take a seat honey," the woman said to Kurt.

Kurt sat down on the middle chair, directly in front of the man and woman. Arthur and Alice came and sat either side of him. Kurt eyed the man and woman warily.

"Hi, welcome to our family kiddo. Your name is Cameron, your 17, and these are your siblings Arthur and Alice, and we're your parents." The woman said, shrugging her shoulders at the end of her introduction, as if stating the obvious.

Kurt stared at her dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"We're your new family," the woman tried again.

"No your not, I have my own family, thank you, and I'd like to return to them immediately." Kurt said, crossing his legs and putting his pokerface up.

"I'm sorry son, but that's not going to happen. We're your new family now, and we're never letting you go. Now, who's ready to eat?" the man asked around the table.

"Me, me me!" Alice shouted in delight, while Arthur whispered his thanks.

"Am I going completely insane?" Kurt shouted. "I don't belong here! You abduct me and now expect me to play house with you sicko's! I will never call you my mother and father!" Kurt all but screamed.

The whole table was silent. The woman looked like she was about to cry, while the man looked enraged.

"Kids, can you leave the table and go to your rooms?" the woman asked, sickly sweet. The kids didn't even have to be told twice, they were out of the room in a shot.

The man and woman stared at Kurt for what felt like hours. Kurt was starting to feel really uncomfortable.

"Apologise to your mother for making her cry, now." The man said quietly.

Kurt kept his lips in a thin line, staring down at the table.

The man suddenly punched the table underneath him, causing Kurt to bolt right up in fright.

"SAY SORRY TO YOUR MUM!"

Kurt stood up and knocked over the chair.

"No! Because she's not my real mum! My real mum's dead!" Kurt screamed back.

The man stood up quickly from the table and advanced on Kurt. Kurt put his hands up protectively in front of his face. Kurt felt the sharp punches to his gut and side, he eventually collapsed onto the floor, arms wrapped around his stomach to sooth the pain. But it kept coming. The last thing he heard was the screams of little Alice, then blackness.