Two tall, burly men entered, one of them crouching down in front of the boys taking a close look at both of them.

"Morning, sunshines!" he smirked, making both boys roll their eyes, but not dare to reply. "Let me break things down for you. We-" he gestured between himself and the teens "- have just become business partners. We have the same goal. That goal is that I get what I'm asking for and you make it home safely. You wanna make it home safely?"

Both boys nodded.

"Good, then let's make this as comfortable for all of us as possible. Your job is easy. You do as you're told and keep quiet. There's no use screaming, we're in the middle of nowhere and nobody will hear you except for us. And trust me - you don't want us to hear you cause it will make me mad. You don't want me mad."

He kept wagging a finger in the boys' faces which annoyed both of them greatly, but they did not react.

"Understood?" he asked, pinching Kurt's cheek, causing the boy to wince.

The teens nodded again.

"Great. You seem smart. Stay that way." He got up and looked them over once more. "We'll bring you some food soon, until then: behave!"

He laughed and clapped the other man on the shoulder.

"Walk in the park! I told you!"

Kurt and Sebastian watched the men leave and close the door, they heard several locks click, when there was nothing more to be heard they turned to face each other.

"This is all your fault!" they exclaimed simultaneously.

"My fault? Why would any of this be my fault?" Sebastian was the first to recover.

"Well, I don't know but I bet with that charming personality of yours you made some enemies in your lifetime." Kurt hissed.

"Oh and everyone just loves you, do they?" the taller boy bit back.

"Maybe not - but I doubt this is some high school bully's work."

"And who's work is it then, Miss Marple?"

Kurt bit his lip, he did not know the answer to that. Both boys got really quiet, obviously trying to think of something or someone that could be responsible for their situation. They did not know how much time had passed when they both started as they heard the locks click again.

The man who had stayed quiet the first time walked in.

"Do either of you have to pee?" he asked rubbing the back of his neck.

Neither teen responded.

"Listen, you can either say yes now or wet yourselves later. I don't care." the guy shrugged.

Kurt and Sebastian bit their lips.

"Yes." Kurt finally whispered.

The man smiled.

"Come on then, pretty boy." he said, freeing the teen from the radiator but leaving his hands tied behind his back.

Kurt was pulled to his feet and pushed forward, making him stumble towards the door. The man opened the door and shoved him through, then held him back so he could lock the door again. Kurt was blinded for a moment, the lights being much brighter out here. He was manhandled through what looked like a small office. Not unlike the one he knew so well from his father's garage. Then he found himself in a small, dirty restroom.

"Eww."

"What not pretty enough for you?" the man laughed. "I bet spoiled brats like you are used to golden taps, huh."

"I'm not spoiled." Kurt responded.

"Sure, sure. Now go ahead." the man said nodding towards the toilet bowl.

"I'll need my hands." Kurt replied, raising his bound wrists.

The man just laughed and stepped towards the boy, making him flinch, he opened his belt and pulled down his pants in one swift go, earning himself a loud yelp from his captive.

"Guess you'll just have to sit down, princess!" he barked and laughed so hard he had to hold his sides.

Kurt had never felt so humiliated before, not even when the school jocks had thrown pee balloons at him. His face was still flushed when he was returned to his spot in front of the radiator.

"You ready for the tour now, C3PO?"

Kurt had to stifle a giggle at Sebastian's outraged face. The tall teen still admitted defeat and allowed the man to take him outside.

Kurt let his head fall back and closed his eyes, treasuring the moment he was allowed to have on his own. He thought of his family who was surely worried by now and of Blaine, sweet Blaine. They had had a special evening planned that day. They were gonna meet for coffee and then go see a movie - Kurt was allowed to choose even though Blaine surely had no interest in a story about a girl who was addicted to buying shoes. Later they would have a romantic meal and then go back to Blaine's house, his parents being gone for the weekend yet again. Kurt felt his cheeks heat as he thought about what would have happened at Blaine's house. He still could not believe that beautiful, sexy boy was his. His to hold and kiss and …

The locks clicked again and the love struck teen was torn from his thoughts by Sebastian's return. Judging by the color of his face his experience had not been much different from Kurt's. The tall teen was tied up next to Kurt again and the man left.

There was a long silence.

"Maybe you're right."

"What? Oh my Gaga! Did Sebastian Smythe just say another person might be right? Did they brain wash you out there?"

"Oh shut up!"

Kurt giggled. Was this a first sign of hysteria?

"I just think we might be here because of me after all."

Kurt just raised an eyebrow.

"My father's the state's attorney. My family is well off and we know very important people. You on the other hand…" he looked at Kurt. "You're the ridiculously dressed son of a small town mechanic."

"Excuse me, my dad just got elected!"

They started bickering about who was the more profitable kidnap victim, forgetting everything around them.

"Oi!" a man's voice rang out

No reaction.

"I said oi!"

Nothing.

The man grabbed two glasses of milk from the tray he had carried in and threw the contents at the boys' face. They stopped fighting and turned to look at him, both shocked and spluttering.

"Now eat!" the man said pushing two sandwiches towards them. "Worse than a married couple" he muttered as he walked back to the door, making both boys scowl.