Kurt had no idea what to think, after reading the letter.

He had saved Wes' email address, but not his number and had burned the letter like he had asked. He just had no idea how he should be feeling right now.

He and Blaine had the perfect life together, there wasn't anything amiss, but now the past was being dragged up again, and it had been years since Kurt had even thought about...that night.

He called in sick for rehearsal that day, he couldn't go, and after throwing up, his throat sounded raw, so his boss gave him another week to get better.

But now what...?

Kurt couldn't fault Blaine for anything since they had both finished college and had gotten married, everything had been quiet and calm.

Now Kurt's mind was a swirling vortex again, and it made him uneasy.

He text Blaine that he was sick and at home, and he missed his rehearsal today.

Blaine text back within 10 minutes and it read;

Aw baby, are you okay? Do you want me to come home? :(

Kurt would have smiled at the kind gesture, and yesterday he might have, but today he couldn't bring himself too.

Had Blaine been lying to him, throughout their whole relationship? Had it all been a ploy to lure Kurt in? Was Blaine even the peraon he thought he was?

He needed to ask Wes for more details, even if his stomach was writhing uncomfortably, Kurt needed to have concrete proof before he confronted his husband again.

He had sent 2 emails to Wes, one asking how he was and that he had recieved the letter. The second one asking for more information about what was in the letter.

He had text Blaine back while he awaited an email back, claiming he was ok and that he would just have a lay down, he didn't need to come home.

Blaine just agreed on Kurt resting and told him he would see him later.

Kurt's phone beeped with a new email message so he opened up his laptop to read it.

'Hey Kurt,

I'm good thanks for asking.

I didn't know if you were going to believe me or not, i'm glad you do.

Which means that you obviously have suspicions of your own.

Here is all i know, or found out from that month Sebastian went missing.'

As Kurt read through a list that spoke about how Blaine's eyes changed when he stared at Sebastian, to his extremely calm demeanor when Sebastian had gone missing, and that he had been spotted with him on the day he went missing.

And yes, he answered Kurt's question about the date in that summer years ago, they were seen together on that same night, July 17th, the same night Blaine had came to Kurt's home, covered in blood.

He sent Wes an email, claiming that he had known something wasn't right, and promising him that he wouldn't mention any of this to Blaine and that he would handle it.

Wes didn't reply after that.

Kurt sighed as he slumped down onto the couch. What was he going to do now?

When Blaine came home that evening, Kurt felt a little better. He greeted him just like normal, Blaine giving him a big loving smile as he moved past him to start on making dinner.

"So, are you feeling a little better now?" Blaine asked as he began to gather ingredients and equipment in the kitchen for dinner.

Kurt smiled at him as he sat down at the table, and nodded.

"Yeah a little," Kurt replied as he watched Blaine happily preparing dinner, just like normal, "I really don't know what came over me."

"Maybe it was nerves? Or maybe a bug?" Blaine asked as he walked over and checked Kurt out with his eyes, before bringing a hand up to his forehead.

Kurt tried, he really tried not to let the earlier news reflect in his actions, but he couldn't help the bad feeling deep down inside, and as Blaine brought his hand out to touch Kurt's forehead, he flinched.

Blaine stopped.

"Are you okay, Kurt?"

Kurt watched Blaine's face as his hand remained in mid air, hovering there while Blaine stared back at Kurt in confusion.

His confused gaze turned into a calculating, suspicious look, and Kurt's eyes dropped down to the floor as he moved away.

"Kurt? What's wrong?" Blaine asked in the same confused tone, letting a little bit if worry seep into his voice.

"Erm...I...th-think i'm going to be sick..." Kurt stammered out as his stomach gave a lurch, and he quickly made his way to the bathroom, with Blaine following him worriedly.

He leant over the toilet just as his stomach let go, and he felt a hand on his back, rubbing over it soothingly, but Kurt didn't relax. His back seemed to tense more when Blaine touched him, and he tried to subtly shrug the hand off.

"You really are ill. Did you want me to call a doctor for you?" Blaine asked sweetly and Kurt moved away from him, glaring slightly at his confused husband.

"I know you think i'm stupid," Kurt started and Blaine raised an eyebrow in even more confusion, but as he tried to move closer to Kurt, Kurt shot his hands out in a stop motion and he stayed put while his husband continued, "I know that you believe that you're being subtle. But i see you Blaine."

"What are you talking about?"

"You killed Sebastian, and Dave and Pete and Justin. And...Mrs Lindeman...I tried to ignore it, you always had an excuse...but don't play me for a fool Blaine."

As Kurt had explained and glared at him, Blaine had sat frozen on the floor, before his confused face melted into that dark shadowed look that Kurt had never wanted to see again.

He looked completely different, it wasn't the Blaine he knew.

A sadistic smile stretched across the face of his husband and Kurt gulped loudly, as Blaine started chuckling deeply.

"I never believed you were stupid...a little naive maybe, but never stupid." Blaine said in a deep tone, and Kurt shuddered as Blaine's gaze fixed on his.

Blaine moved closer and Kurt flinched back until his back was against the side of the bath tub, and Blaine stopped, eyeing him curiously.

"You think i'm going to hurt you, don't you?"

"A-aren't y-you?" Kurt's voice shook as he trembled under the dark gaze of the man he loved.

"No...never." Blaine said as his dark shadowed eyes softened slightly, "believe me...i would never hurt you, Kurt."

When Kurt was about to respond there was an impatient knock on the door, and then a voice calling out, "Kurt?! Blaine?! Are you home?!"

Blaine snapped his head to the side, and Kurt's eyes widened as he watched a snarl play across his husband's face. He got up quickly and made to move past Blaine but his husband's gaze shot back to him and he stood abruptly, in front of Kurt.

Kurt stood the challenge against him as their eyes locked, Blaine's daring and amused, Kurt's worried but determined.

"Yeah...we're here Rach!" He called out and Blaine's face remained dark as Kurt tentatively walked around him and swiftly out if the bathroom.

Kurt made his way over to Rachel quickly.

"Oh...Kurt, you're so pale and you look ill, are you ok? Is Blaine home from work, I needed to talk to-" She started before Kurt grabbed her arm and dragged her quickly, amongst her struggles and protests, back to the front door.

"Rachel, I need you to leave." Kurt whispered to her and her mouth and eyes opened.

"Why? What's going-"

She was interrupting by a loud bang and a hole appeared in the wall beside both of their heads, stopping them in their tracks and making them jump.

"Close the door." Blaine's low voice appeared behind them, and they both turned to look at him.

Rachel gasped loudly and Kurt pushed her behind him, as they eyed the gun in Blaine's hand.