The cabinet backs were removed and the fridge was slid over enough to reveal what seemed like an endless amount of guns and other weaponry. One area seemed entirely dedicated to a number of wicked looking knifes. Kurt was busy stuffing some of them in very different places with a couple guns strapped to him already. Nick had at least ten different guns hanging off him, with most being specially designed high power guns. They turned slightly at his shocked whisper and smirked before going back to work.

"What is it? Did someone die?" Jeff half-shouted as he stumbled into the kitchen in a panic, Blaine right behind him. "Holy fucking shit…" Jeff's voice trailed off as he got a good look around the kitchen. Blaine's face froze in shock.

"How…?" Blaine started. They all jumped as they heard a thump from the living room. Wes came running in with an 'Oh Shit!' look on his face. His eyes widened when he saw Kurt and Nick but his business face was back immediately.

"They're heading here so get behind something," Wes told the men and tipped the kitchen table over to hide behind, dragging Jeff with him. David and Nick headed to the small pantry and crouched down in its doorway. Blaine and Kurt ducked down behind the small island they were standing next to. Kurt pushed a button on his keys and all the revealed openings in the kitchen quietly closed to show a normal kitchen. Blaine grabbed his arm and turned Kurt enough so he could kiss him.

"Please don't get hurt further. I'm already going to have to kill them for marring your skin," Blaine half-choked out to his lover. Kurt smiled, nodded, and leaned in for another quick kiss. He pulled away quickly as footsteps headed toward the kitchen. Kurt tensed before peeking out from behind the counter. He pulled back before sending the top half of his body to the floor and out from cover. As he started firing at the intruders, he heard Blaine move to a crouch to start shooting from the top of the counter. Wes and Jeff were holding their own from their corner while David and Nick stayed quiet. Kurt signaled them all to take cover again before shouting:

"Nick! Now!"

A small hand grenade flew out towards the unknown men before going off at their feet. Kurt and Blaine, being closest to them, were thrown to the wall while Wes and Jeff's table pushed them against the windows. Nick and David ran out to cover them from the last few enemies left while the four recovered.

"That seemed way too easy…" Nick muttered as they all stood up when they were sure there were no others. He turned his head to catch Kurt's attention as he looked over the hallway and living room. Kurt gave a look of agreement before collapsing on the couch. He pushed his hand against his hip hoping to stop the blood. Blaine rushed over with another bandage to replace the already soaked one.

"Shit. Nick I think the bullet is stuck in the bone. Or, at least it nicked it," Kurt mumbled to his partner. "We need to go to the office."