The moment they stepped outside the building Kurts good mood disappeared. He grabbed Blaine by his right arm and pointed the gun at his side. Blaine didn't struggle or move much as last time, he simply kept up with Kurt's long strides. Unlike the day before, the people around them didn't seem to notice the gun or chose to ignore it as they walked by them. When they reached a smaller intersection like the one the day before Kurt stopped walking.

"Call for help," Kurt finally said when a public phone came in sight. "I'll watch from here to make sure you're safe."

"You know you could fight this," Blaine said quickly, causing Kurt to let go and turn around to face him. "I can say that running to the ghetto was my idea." Kurt continued staring at him, processing what he was saying. "My father would believe that, he thinks I'm reckless. He has a lot of influence, Kurt. He can get you a lawyer. He could make a deal with those Timekeepers."

Kurt shook his head. "I'm pretty sure that Timekeeper doesn't make deals."

Blaine stared at Kurt for a long moment as he tried to come up with some way to convince him that he still had a chance at living. "What are you gonna do? Steal?"

"Is it stealing if it's already stolen?" Kurt finally answered after thinking about it before he took the gun he'd placed at the back of his jeans. "Here. Just in case. I'll be right here."

Kurt had stepped closer to him as he handed the gun, wrapping his hands around Blaine's. Finally, Blaine knew that it was going to take more than words to get to Kurt. As he looked up at Kurt, he took a few steps towards the phone before turning around and catching Kurt by surprise as he leaned in to press their lips together. Blaine's free hand went from Kurt's neck to his cheek and Kurt responded quickly wrapping one of his arms around Blaine's waist to press him closer. Blaine had been right about the connection, he could literally feel himself burning up as they kissed. He felt more alive than he ever had before. His free hand went to Kurt's chest as he gripped the shirt he was wearing, before Kurt pulled back slowly to look at him. Blaine leaned in for one more lingering kiss, before letting go and walking towards the phone.

He didn't dare look back at Kurt knowing that he would go back to him and never call his father. He picked up the receiver and put it to his ear before dialing his house.

"Father?" he said quickly the moment he heard someone pick up on the other line.

"Blaine," he heard his father reply.

"You couldn't spare a second, father? I wish I could say I'm surprised." His father remained quiet on the other line. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"You know I would do anything for you. They're coming to get you, they know where you are."

Blaine had began to turn around when he heard those words and managed to spot Sebastian rounding on Kurt who hadn't seen him with a pointed gun.

"Kurt, look out!" he yelled as he dropped the phone and a moment later a gun went off. He saw Sebastian fall to the ground before he realized that he'd been the one to shoot. He stared at his raised hand before running over to Kurt who was moving towards Sebastian and kicking his fallen gun away.


Kurt could have kicked himself for being so careless. If Blaine hadn't yelled at him he could well be dead by now. When he saw Sebastian fall to the ground, he knew he had to act quick in case there were other Timekeepers nearby.

After making sure Sebastian wouldn't be able to reach his gun he watched Blaine jog past him to pick it up before moving towards the open car behind them. Kurt turned his attention back to Sebastian who was still alive and looking up at him. He crouched down before taking Sebastian left arm to look at his timer.

"Sorry, to disappoint you," Sebastian's said in a tight voice. "We don't keep much on us. It's to discourage thieves... like you."

Kurt scoffed. He was the one with the upper hand right now seeing how Sebastian was the one in the ground with a pointed gun to his chest. Still, he decided that he'd be the better and bigger man in this situation. He took Sebastian's right arm with his, looking at the timer on Sebastian's hand go up as he said, "Think of this as a gift."

Sebastian looked up at him confused as three hours left Kurt's timer and into his.

"Kurt, come on!" Blaine yelled from the car as he stood up pointing his gun at Sebastian. He walked back as Sebastian stared down at his timer which now had four hours and forty-five minutes on it.

Kurt knew he could have killed Sebastian, but what good would that have done? It would just have worsened things for him. He was already a runaway in New Greenich, he was not about to become a killer in Lima, the only place where he could still hide. As he ran towards the driver side of the car he became aware of the people that were watching them.

Once in the car he saw Sebastian get up, clutching his right arm before he sped away.

Five minutes later as he drove them towards the edge of Lima, Blaine finally spoke, "I didn't mean to shoot him, I wanted to scare him."

"I think you did both," Kurt said as he looked back once again to make sure they weren't being followed.

"You could say thank you," Blaine said as he played with the gun.

Kurt reached over to take the gun away and put it in the back seat, "Thank you." Blaine rolled his eyes at him. "What do you got?"

"Ten hours," Blaine said looking down at his timer. "Why did you give him time?" he asked confused. "You should have taken his."

It took him a moment to realize what Blaine's word implied. Taking Sebastian's time meant killing him. Kurt looked at Blaine wanting him to realize what he had just said, but Blaine simply stared back still waiting for an answer. "Timekeepers live day to day," Kurt finally explained realizing there was more in common between him and Sebastian. "It'll be hours before the others show up. He could die in the ghetto, he still might."

Kurt continued driving, not even sure where, he just knew they had to keep moving. Blaine didn't press the matter, simply remained quiet next to him.

He let his mind go back to the kiss. It had been amazing. It had made him forget that he was currently being looked for or the fact that they had been in public. It had also made him realize that he'd fallen for Blaine. Blaine who he was only supposed to have used to get to Mr. Anderson's good side. Now he didn't even care about that, he just simply wanted to keep Blaine safe and alive. However, that was much easier said than done.

"They're gonna think you're with me," Kurt finally said looking over at Blaine.

"Yes," Blaine said still looking out the window. "This is a mess."

"Welcome to my world."


Sebastian cradled his arm as he walked through a crowd of people. They all looked at him, some yelling and others laughing at his misfortune. He hated Kurt. And now Blaine, for having embarrassed him like that. First they shot him and then they stole his car. But he hated Kurt more, for having given him those extra hours.

He hadn't even been able to call Nick or Jeff, as one of the idiots that saw what happened ripped the phone cord before he could get to it. Instead, he'd had to walk towards the Timekeeper's entrance to the zones where surely one of the two would come. They had still insisted on coming before he left, but he told him to wait an hour or two before setting out for Lima.

There was a crowd following him, when he finally saw the black Timekeeper's car approach him. It stopped a few feet away before he saw Nick get out of it with a gun in hand. "Back off," Nick said loudly to the people in front of him so Sebastian could walk to him.

The crowd stopped moving, but continues shouting at them.

"You've been shot," Nick said looking at the blood in Sebastian's hand. "I was worried you'd time out." He reached out for Sebastian's timer before stopping as he saw the remaining two hours on it. "Where did you get that?"

Sebastian ignored his question. Of course, Nick would notice something like that. Sebastian always had the reputation of leaving headquarters with less hours than they were required to. He'd left with two and a half earlier, so Nick was probably expecting to find him with minutes left on his timer.

He wanted to get out of Lima as soon as possible and get his arm treated. He got inside the car before signing in to the system, calling Jeff and asking him to let Mr. Anderson that he'd be stopping by his office later that day.

Afterward, he told Nick that they'd need to prepare a report to put on the news to alert everyone that Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson were being looked for. He was done playing games.


Kurt ended driving them towards Zone 7, where they finally parked a few feet away from the main road.

"What are we gonna do? We can't keep driving around in this car, it's a cop car," Blaine said looking at Kurt.

Kurt smiled as he turned on the engine, "So let's make an arrest."

He turned on the siren as he drove towards the road and stopped in the middle. The limousine heading their way pulled over.

Kurt told Blaine to wait before he got out of the car. He walked over to the driver's seat and knocked on the window with the gun. The chauffeur rolled down the window before looking at him.

"Was I going too fast?" The young man asked.

"Hmm, not fast enough," Kurt answered. "The mistake you made was stopping." The man gave him a confused looked before Kurt pointed his gun at him. "Now, lets see who you have back there." The man was stubborn as he shook his head. "There has to be a year or two someone isn't using."

Kurt was just about to speak when a bullet went through the passenger door. "Whoa!" he yelled before turning around to find Blaine pointing his own gun at the car.

"It went off," he said apologetically. "I was just trying to help."

Kurt looked at him, ready to scold him about how a gun was not a toy when he saw the driver unlocking the back door. Well, at least it had helped speed up things.

Kurt walked to the door before holding it open. "Come on."

A well dressed man stepped out. He looked from Kurt to Blaine, who had his gun pointed at the driver in front.

"I'd like to say your money or your life, but your money is your life," Kurt said as he watched the man remove the gloves he was wearing to hold out his hand.

"How dare you steal from me," the man said harshly as they linked their hands together.

"Don't think of it as stealing."

"No?" the man shot back.

Kurt looked down to his timer. "Think of it as repossession. I'm gonna leave you with what I've had almost everyday of my life. One day."

The man looked beyond surprised and scared, "One day? Are you insane?"

"You could do a lot in a day," Kurt said before something on the man's arm caught his eye. "Those are nice."

The man glared as he removed the silver cufflinks from his suit and handed them over. Kurt stared at him as he walked over to Blaine and gave them to him. "I owe you these."

"You shouldn't have," Blaine said smiling as he took them.

Kurt smiled back before turning to the driver and raising his own gun, too. "You out."

The driver nodded as he stumbled to get out quickly. Blaine went around the car and got in, as Kurt slid into the driver's seat. He gave a small wave to the two men before he drove away.

Two hours later, as the sun was readying to set he found a hill and parked near a large tree. They both climbed to the back of the car and sat down next to each other.

Blaine, who seemed to be familiar with these kinds of car, pulled out a small TV and turned it on. "I'm sure there are drinks here," he muttered.

Kurt looked too in all the small cabinets before stopping as he heard the news report saying his name. They both sat back and looked at the images of Kurt by the bridge where Jesse had been in.

"Kurt Hummel, prime suspect in the murder of Jesse St. James is believed to be traveling with Blaine Anderson, son of financier timer, Bill Anderson." There were clips of Kurt at his hotel in New Greenich and then of him with Blaine running together after their encounter with Minute Men. The next image was their head-shot pictures, used in their ID's from when they turned twenty-five, right next to each other. "Citizens are asked to exercise extreme caution-"

Kurt turned off the TV having heard enough. Great, now he was a fugitive of the law.

"We look cute together," Blaine said after a moment and Kurt could hear the smile on his voice.

Kurt scoffed quietly before shaking his head. "It doesn't say you're wanted."

"It doesn't say I'm not," Blaine responded as he leaned back on the seat to look at him. "You've forgotten I shot a cop. I admit not very well," he muttered the last part.

He couldn't help, but laugh at that. "It was your first time," he whispered smiling. "Hey, I could say I made you do all of it, you can go back," he finally said serious when Blaine had gone quiet and turned to look out the window.

"Go back to what?" Blaine snapped. "Do I really wanna spend my whole life trying not to die by mistake?"

Kurt looked at Blaine before reaching for his hand. "A lot of people would say being here is a mistake." Blaine shook his head, before he continued, "I don't have a choice."

It was like he'd told Blaine before; it wasn't their fault they'd been born with this.

Blaine looked down as he moved closer to Kurt. "I'm starting to think that I don't either."

They stayed quiet before Blaine looked up and leaned in to kiss him. This time Kurt didn't fight his body when they began pressing against each other. He only pulled back momentarily to ask, "Are you sure?"

"More than sure," Blaine whispered before he began to remove Kurt's shirt.


"This hostage situation will be quickly resolved," Sebastian heard Mr. Anderson from his desk when he stepped inside his office. When Mr. Anderson saw him he immediately picked up his phone and motioned for him to wait. "Everything is under control. We'll talk soon."

Sebastian looked at the giant monitor screen in front of Mr. Anderson's desk. It had a map of the world, divided by historic time zones. On the far left was a chart he recognized. It was like the one back at the Timekeeper's headquarters, the chart showed the time a zone had per capita for their district. Except this one wasn't divided by zone, but by districts in the state.

"Timekeeper," Mr. Anderson finally addressed him. "After this regrettable incident it really is not necessary for you to come in person."

"I'm afraid it really is necessary," he said still looking at the map in front of him.

He knew Mr. Anderson was aware of what had happened earlier, after all he'd had the hospital bill sent to him.

Mr. Anderson looked at him confused. "When can we hope for a rescue?"

Sebastian faced him before responding, trying to keep his voice from sounding frustrated. "I believe that's the point, he doesn't appear to want to be rescued."

He was sure he didn't need to remind Mr. Anderson of the fact that Blaine had shot him.

Mr. Anderson looked overwhelmed before he sighed. "Mr. Smythe... Sebastian, may I call you Sebastian?" Sebastian didn't respond, but simply waited for Mr. Anderson to continue to say whatever it was he was going to. "I blame myself. I invited the man to my home. He had so much time, how as I supposed to know? Of course, Blaine brought this on himself by his lack of vigilance. That's why I always try to keep him close. But he is clearly under Kurt Hummel's control."

Sebastian remained quiet. He knew Mr. Anderson was only fooling himself. He hadn't been there. He hadn't seen his son call Kurt to hurry before they left in his car.

Mr. Anderson realized this quickly before he spoke again as he uncovered his timer. "If it's a matter of resources, I'm happy to make a contribution. It's a scandal what we pay our Timekeepers."

Sebastian nodded because he felt it's what he had to do. However, as he told himself, he was done playing games. "I've issued a warrant for your son's arrest. If he contacts you and you assist him in any way, I will issue a warrant for your arrest."

He immediately knew he'd hit a nerve as Mr. Anderson dropped the 'nice guy' act and stood up. "There's nothing I cannot buy. Now, how many of my years do you want?" he asked with a cold smile.

"There aren't enough years, even in your lifetime, Mr. Anderson." Sebastian responded shaking his head before walked away. "Goodnight."


To their luck it seemed that the man they'd taken the car from was going somewhere as they found a suitcase in the trunk along with gift bags. Even more to their luck, at the back of the trunk was a travel size blanket. They both went back inside the car and huddled together as night engulfed them.

They continued kissing before Kurt gave a happy sigh. "I'm so glad I found you," Blaine whispered as their eyes met.

"I still think there's something wrong with you for thinking I'm a good thing in your life," Kurt joked before Blaine straddled him and showered him with kisses.

He stopped only to ask shyly, "Was I good?"

"What?" Kurt asked sitting up. "Yeah. Wait... this wasn't your first time was it?"

Blaine looked down before shaking his head. Suddenly he looked up alarmed. "Wait, it wasn't your was it?"

Kurt shook his head before they kissed each other slowly before Kurt pulled away. "What's wrong?" Blaine immediately asked.

"Nothing. I just... there wasn't someone else right? I mean, I didn't take you away from someone did I?" Kurt asked.

Blaine shook his head again. "No," he said softly. "I promise. I- if it's about me not being a virgin... it's silly, but I only lost it as a form of rebellion against my father."

Kurt smiled at this and tried not to laugh. "Really?"

"Yeah," Blaine said grinning now. "It was to the son of one of my father's business partners. His name was Jeremiah and he was older than me by a few years. It was shortly after I turned 18."

"So, safe to say you weren't in love with the guy?" Kurt asked.

Blaine looked at him seriously before he said, "We don't fall in love in New Greenich. People get married because it'll be beneficial to them. Just like in the old days when there were kings."

"They didn't have to worry about time, though, only money and land," Kurt said with a sigh. Blaine laid down on top of Kurt, his head on Kurt's chest and listened to his heartbeat. "I think this is the first time I've felt something during it," Kurt admitted.

Blaine raised his head and looked at Kurt with a small smile. "And I think I might be falling in love you, Kurt Hummel."

"Well, I think you're insane," Kurt said leaning in to kiss him. "Blaine Anderson."


AN: If you're reading this then thank you for continuing to follow this story and being patient with the updates. I think we're about five chapters (maybe one or two more) chapters from the end! I think my disappearance are longer than Glee's hiatuses. So excited for Glee this Tuesday, anyone else?

JD Bloom