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"It's no use Finn. We can't get out!" Kurt exclaimed, sighing in frustration when Finn yet again ran full pelt into the door, resulting in his whole body flying backwards. If he'd learnt anything from living with Finn, it was that he had two weaknesses.

Food. Any food which contained meat was usually a winner.

And Rachel Berry.

There was no point in trying to reason with the boy about them trying to get out of the school, since it was pretty important, especially considering that they didn't have any food and no one could get through the their parents. However, the situation would become much worse if he couldn't calm Finn down so he did what any logical person would do, played Finn's weaknesses. Well, he didn't have any food with him, nor did he assume that they'd find any in school, but the latter reason would be helpful.

"You need to calm down," he tried to pull Finn away from the door, realising that their strength difference was not going to let that happen, "Rachel will be upset if you accidentally hurt yourself."

At this point, Finn stopped completely, staring at Kurt with a frown, "oh yeah. She normally gets really freaked out when I do dangerous stuff…" He idly rubbed the back of his head, clearly trying to think of what to do next, though his mind couldn't conjure up a plan and so, he sighed, "maybe we should go and find everyone else? Tell them that we can't get out?"

Kurt rolled his eyes, "that's what I've been trying to say for the past ten minutes Finn!"

He sighed, his shoulders slouching as he did so. "What should we do with these?" he asked, pointing to the small step ladder that they'd "borrowed" from the janitors closet in an attempt to get high enough to climb out of the window.

"Just leave it there," Kurt replied with a casual swish of his hand.

As soon as the words had escaped his mouth, the lights in the hallway flickered before turning off completely, accompanied by the sound of the power seeming to just die out. Both froze, completely unsure of what to do. They didn't even know where everyone else was!

"Kurt?" Finn whispered through the darkness, "what the hell are we going to do now?" He reached out his hands, trying to feel for Kurt in the darkness and getting nothing but the cold air.

"Crap!"

"Where are you Finn?" Kurt asked, doing exactly the same, though his actions were more frantic. When their hands did finally meet, mid air, both screamed until they actually realised what had happened, and the resorted to chuckling it off nervously. "Which way should we go now?" he found himself walking in the direction that he was sure the choir room was, guessing that they'd either be there or the auditorium.

"Dude," Finn exclaimed all of a sudden, "being in school at night is creepy!"

If they weren't in such a horrible predicament, he would have most certainly laughed at the childish sound to his words, but instead Kurt rolled his eyes and sighed, "come on. The quicker we are, the faster we'll be with everyone else and hopefully with some sort of light."

"Yeah," he added lamely, before letting Kurt lead him, which was a bit off, considering that they were still holding hands. He sure hoped that no one would see them like this: the jokes would never go away. "This sucks," he pointed out once he'd become sick of just hearing the shuffling of their feet against the floor, and of his own heavy breathing. What else was he supposed to say to Kurt? Since they'd started to live together, they'd just become comfortable with a silence between them, unless there was something that just had to be said and, with Finn, that wasn't really a regular occurrence.

Kurt subconsciously ran a hand through his hair, "agreed." Why did this have to happen to them? How in the world was he supposed to survive a night alone with the other five people, two of which were teachers? It was surely going to be awkward. And to make matters worse he didn't have any of his facial scrubs and he'd have to wear the same outfit two days in a row! The very thought was almost too much to bear.

He didn't even know if they were going in the right direction. Due to the fact that this part of the school seemingly had no windows, so there wasn't even any light from outside, not that it was light outside: being winter it was probably just as dark out there too.

Though, upon hearing another noise apart from their own footsteps, they both stopped, or more froze. "What was that?" Finn whispered in a childish tone, his voice slightly higher than usual.

"I don't know!" he snapped, "since when could I see in the dark?"

"You can see in the dark?" he asked curiously.

Kurt pulled a face, "No!" Sometimes Finn could be worse than Brittany. His voice echoed around the corridor again and the noise stopped instantly, just like their own footsteps had seized a few seconds ago.

And then he heard a voice. "Finn, Kurt, is that you?" Never before had he been so happy to hear Rachel Berry. He could practically feel Finn's relief although he couldn't see him and was met by the sound of the boy's pace increasing, a tugging at his house.

"Rachel!" he shouted, smiling broadly. Now he only had to find her. A sudden thought panicked him, "you're not there on your own are you?" He didn't like the idea of that.

Still walking fast in the direction that he thought she was in, straining for another reply.

"I'm with her Finn," he heard someone say. It sounded like Mr Schue and so, this made him reassured that Rachel was going to be alright, "where exactly are you?"

"We're near the…the," he trailed off, unable to see anything, before frowned, "where are we?"

From beside him, he heard an exasperated sigh from Kurt before he said, "we don't exactly know Mr Schue. In case you didn't notice, the lights went off." There was a hint of bitterness in his reply, but it was a bit obvious that they wouldn't be able to see where they were. And, though he didn't want to look like he was desperate to find the two, he noticed that his own footsteps had quickened.

"Alright," Mr Schue answered calmly, "just follow the sound of our voices." He moved the torch so that it was facing straight down the corridor to see if they were there, but seeing nothing other than the empty corridor. Turning to Rachel, he gave her a reassuring smile, "see, they're fine. No need to worry."

"I wasn't worrying," she insisted, folding her arms over her chest, "I was just a little concerned about them. I doubt that they have any source of light, and you know how clumsy Finn can be sometimes." She averted her gaze to the floor, looking more worried by the second. With a forced smile, he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Rachel," he began in a concerned tone. In a matter of seconds, she forced her trademark smile back onto her face as she tried to hide her worries. Once again, he checked on Finn and Kurt, "are you two any closer yet?"

They waited for a reply, the air tense around them. The temperature was getting colder and colder, and even he shivered a little, now only with his shirt on. Back at his office, Miss Pilsbury and Puck should have been searching for things to keep them warm ie blankets. Hopefull they would be able to find some from all of the costumes the glee club had, or from any props. If not, well, he wasn't at all sure.

"I think so," they heard Finn reply.

His voice did sound closer and so they kept on walking. He kept the torch at the end of the corridor so that they could see them as soon as they made it there though it was difficult to see what was straight in front of them. It was Finn who saw the light as he turned the corner, happily saying, "that's them!"

Rachel, upon hearing his, practically went into a run. Though, within a few seconds of gaining the speed, she felt her foot wrap around something hard and then her whole body was colliding with the floor, her head hitting it with some force. "Rachel!" Mr Schue shouted, rushing toward her and kneeling down on the floor. His heart was beating quickly as he checked that there was no blood because he would have no idea what to do if that was the case. Thankfully, she just looked unconscious, though he was pretty worried. As if the night couldn't have got any worse. He was startled when he heard the heavy footsteps of Finn near them, followed by Kurt's quick ones.

"Oh God, Rach!" Finn scrambled to her side, taking her hand in his whilst panting loudly. It wasn't long before Kurt appeared too, looking a little more tired than Finn and a little less worried.

Still, he asked about her, "what happened?"

Mr Schue shook his head, not that sure himself. Picking up the torch, he checked every bit on the hall, finally landing on the small step ladder that had been turned over, "she must have tripped up on that."

Finn felt his heart sink. They'd left that there! It was their entire fault that Rachel had been hurt like this. He and Kurt shared a look which was quickly interrupted by a quiet and confused groan. All attention suddenly returned to her. "Please wake up Rach," Finn practically begged, a huge relief washing over him when her eyes flickered open and gazed at him first.

"I…why am I on the floor?" she tried to sit up, immediately being ushered back down by them. She rolled her eyes, "honestly, I can sit up. It's not like I'm dying." The next time she tried, they didn't force her back down.

She felt two strong arms hugging her tightly, "are you alright Rach?

"I'm fine," she replied, rubbing the back of her head, realising that he hadn't let go of her, "Finn."

"Oh, sorry," he mumbled with a sheepish smile, "I'm just happy...not that you fell! No, just 'cause you're alright and stuff…"

She smiled back at him, until Mr Schue cleared his throat. "We should probably go back to the others. Can you stand up Rachel?" At his concern, she once again sighed, and went to stand up, finding a horrible shooting pain in her ankle."

Scrunching up her face, she winced and dug her fingers into Finn's arm. "Ow," she whined, letting her body fall onto the floor again and leaving the other three staring at her with worry. "My ankle," she explained, "I don't think that I can walk on it." Without even thinking about it, Finn scooped her small frame into his arms, holding her protectively to his chest. And then he gave her a huge, heart melting grin whilst she just stared back with wide eyes.

"You're really cold," he commented, realising that she was wearing Mr Schue's jacket and wishing that she could have worn his own.

She nodded her head, "I know." Kurt and Mr Schue were ahead of them, being careful about each and every step they took.

Kurt didn't say much, although he wanted to. How could any of this happen? Weren't the school supposed to stop things like this from ever occurring? And he was also feeling pretty guilty about leaving those steps out, indirectly causing Rachel to get hurt. Thankfully, he knew that she wouldn't find out, unless Finn decided to be honest with her. Hopefully he'd be too worried to even mention. Turning back to look at them, he saw her head nestled into his chest, a content smile hovering on her lips whilst he glanced down at her protectively. It was sad but, whenever he saw couples, he'd always think of how much he wanted a relationship. Being the only open gay at McKinley definitely sucked. At least he'd stopped crushing on clearly straight guys because, though he kept it to himself, he'd didn't stand a chance against Rachel when it came to Finn. It was clear where the boy's heart belonged.

"Are you okay Kurt?" Mr Schue was looking at him with a frown, his eyes narrowing.

Kurt hadn't realised that there were small hints of tears in his eyes as he'd thought about his wish for a relationship. "I'm fine," he said sadly, keeping his eyes straight forward as they walked.

His sadness was misinterpreted at sadness for being stuck inside and Mr Schue was reassuring his instantly, "we'll all be fine. Me and Miss Pilsbury will make sure that you guys are okay." Kurt nodded as a reply, happy when they fell to silence again. He liked silence. It made it easier to think and work things out. Things like what the hell they were going to do. They now arrived in the choir room, slowly herding into the small office, which had been lit by a few candles and the torch.

"Can you two not keep your hands off each other for five minutes?" Puck rolled his eyes when he noticed Finn and Rachel.

"Rachel's can't walk!" Finn show back, his eyes shooting toward the mattress, "where did that come from?"

Miss Pilsbury ignored his question, though was still frowning. When Mr Schue arrived by her side, letting out a long sigh, she spoke to him first, "what happened to Rachel?"

His expression got even more hopeless and he replied quietly, "she fell. I feel terrible about it. I should have been paying more attention!"

"It's not your fault," Miss Pilsbury was quick to reassure him, adding a soft smile, "I'm sure that it was just an accident Will. Look on the bright side, we're all here and…and…" It wasn't much of a bright side.

Finn placed Rachel down on the chair, noticing her shivering again. The jacket that she was borrowing wasn't that thick and he was sure that his own jumper would be much better. So, quickly, he pulled it off, handing it over to her with a proud smile. She looked at it for a second, before shrugging off the other jacket and slipping it on. "It smells like you," she smiled. He wasn't exactly sure what he smelled like, but if Rachel liked it then he was happy.

He was a little annoyed to see Puck interrupting their moment. "You need to take off your shoe Berry," he said sternly.

Instantly, she pulled a face, sure that it would hurt. "No, why?"

"Because," he sighed, "your ankle is going to swell if you've sprained it or something and it will just get more painful. Trust me, my mum's a nurse."

"I find it difficult to trust you," she narrowed her eyes, "you're not exactly the most trustworthy person I know."

Puck frowned, "just do it Berry!"

She bit her lip nervously, "will you…do it? It might hurt." With a sigh, though no comment, he knelt on the floor and slowly began pulling off her shoe. Finn took hold of her hand when she winced loudly, clenching her teeth together. Ignoring her, Puck continued until he was about half way when Rachel had a sharp intake of breathe, "I don't think that this is such a good idea any more." Again, he didn't say anything in reply and proceeded, despite her reluctance. That shoe was coming off if it would kill him. He knew that the earlier it was done, the less painful it would be. Her hands smacked his away, "I told you no!"

"Listen, I'm trying to help you out Rachel so just put up with the pain," he snapped, earning a glare from Finn and shrugging back. When he finally did manage to pull it off, thankfully with no more interruptions, he pulled her sock off to observe her ankle. Having a nurse as a parent sure helped him, "yeah, it looks like it's sprained. Don't put any wait on it."

She gave him a look, "I wasn't going to Noah!"

He now stood up, stretching out his arms and legs. What were they supposed to do now? Kurt was listening to his ipod, but the battery for that would run out soon, meaning that Kurt would be just as lost as him. Finn and Rachel were talking some musical. Well, she was talking, and he was just nodding along. And finally Mr Schue and Miss Pilsbury seemed to be in a little world of their own and he looked worried.

There was nothing that they could possibly do. This was worse than when he had to babysit his sister.

Without warning, he stood up and began searching through all of Mr Schue's drawers, earning a strange look from the man. "What are you doing Puck?"

"I'm looking for something to do. I'm really bored," he said simply, rifling through all the sheet music. Didn't this guy have anything fun to do?

"Well, I don't really have that many things," Mr Schue explained, "mainly things for work. Does no one else have anything?" He frowned at how much Puck was messing up his drawers. He wasn't exactly Emma clean, but he still liked to be tidy.

Puck gave a satisfied smile, "it doesn't matter. I found some playing cards." Mr Schue wondered why he had those, not remembering at all. Though Puck's next comment made him frown, "who's up for some strip poker?"

"I…errm, "Emma was blushing at his bold statement.

Mr Schue shook his head with a stern expression, "that's highly inappropriate Puck."

"I was only joking," he replied casually, opening the pack and shuffling up the cards with lots of speed, "but we may as well play something."

"I agree," Rachel chimed in, "for once, Noah is speaking with some sense." From beside her, Finn was nodding along with whatever she was saying. And Kurt had pulled out his headphones just in time to shrug a reply. It wasn't as if the night could get any worse. Rachel smiled, "the majority wins. What game should we play?"

The group slowly got themselves into a circle, Finn helping Rachel down to the mattress so that she could sit more comfortably. She leant against him, holding his warm hands in hers and snuggling closer for warmth which he was glad of because he was freezing. With the chair now vacant, Emma decided that she would sit there, whilst Kurt sat beside Finn, the other two just sat on the floor. It wasn't exactly the best circle, but at least it was something.

Before they started, Emma handed out the four blankets that she and Puck had found, passing the biggest one to Finn and Rachel so that they could share. He carefully placed it over her leg first before drawing it closer to them, now feeling a lot better. And then she had taken one for herself, leaving two between the three remaining guys. Kurt had demanded one, and neither Puck nor Mr Schue were too bothered, so they just left it for if one of them got too cold.

"I feel terrible," Rachel confided in Finn whilst the other discussed what to play. His grip on her finger tightened, as if he were scared to let go.

"You'll be okay, Rach. You're like, he strongest person I know," he smiled toward her, "and when we get out of here, I can look after you since you won't be able to walk. I'll wake up early just to come and see you. Every day."

She smiled, feeling a lot less terrible, "really?"

Finn gave her a look, his eyes locked onto her, "really." And then he ended his sentence with a kiss, locking the promise and she knew that he'd keep it. Breaking them apart was Kurt waving a hand in front of their faces.

"Come on lovebirds, we're about to start."

She kept giving him sideways glances, blushing whenever he was caught staring at her which he did an awful lot. And he repeatedly got little sneaks of her cards, using this advantage to cheat, not that she noticed. She was focusing more at being optimistic that they'd be alright…

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