A/N What happened when two Asians walked into a closet with a diva and a fang-less vampire? Read on!

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Concerned Citizens

Kurt put the car in park, and barely managed to free himself from the seat belt without ripping it. He ran as fast as he could without preternatural speed. When he reached the janitor's closet, it was empty. Where the hell were they? There was only one other place he could think to check, and sprinted down the hall to the choir room, breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Mercedes and Stephanie sitting on the piano bench.

He glanced around the room and saw Mike and Tina sitting across the room, and Artie talking to them. They glanced up at him as he entered, but his focus was on the diva and the immortal girl. He noted the gauze wrapping Mercedes' arm, glad to see that she didn't seem to be too seriously hurt.

He knelt down in front of the smaller girl. Her face was pretty much one large bruise, but the swelling seemed to be going down. He smiled at her, and then looked back at Mercedes.

"'Cedes, can you go out to my SUV, and get a bag of blood from the mini fridge hidden under the back seat?" He explained to her how to free the latch. "There will be some straws in there, too. Bring one of those as well. Hide them in your book bag, and knock when you get back here, I'm going to lock the doors."

She smiled at him, and gave Stephanie a quick hug before she stood. "Oh, and if you could grab my keys and lock up behind you, that would be appreciated. I'm not sure I even closed my door."

Once the girl had left, he rose and closed both doors, locking them. He then moved over to Artie, Mike and Tina. Mike smiled at him, though Tina didn't seem to know how to act around him.

"Artie explained things to you?" He asked. Why did it seem easier when the Warblers found out? New Directions were supposed to be his friends, but they seemed to more wary of him than the Dalton boys had. Was it just because of those books? Should he let his friends here read them?

Mike nodded. "It's cool, Kurt. We just kind of freaked out when we saw your cousin with blood all over her face, and her mouth on Mercedes' bleeding arm. Artie found us almost immediately and told us to calm down, that everything was fine."

Kurt nodded at the tall Asian boy. "Thanks, Mike. Tina? I'm still the same Kurt you've known since sixth grade. Please don't start treating me any different."

The goth Asian girl smiled weakly at him. "I'm sorry, Kurt. It's just a little much to process at once. I mean, it's cool that vampires are real, but to find out one of your closest friends is one and never told you?"

Kurt sighed. "We prefer the term immortals. Vampires are soulless creatures of the night. We aren't evil. Well, not all of us. We're human like you, and just like humans there are good ones and bad ones. Stephanie was turned by one of the most evil immortals ever. It's been very hard on her, and she really needs as many friends as she can get."

Tina nodded and smiled shyly. "What about you, Kurt? Who turned you? And When?"

"I was born immortal. My mother was an immortal, and she turned my dad back during World War II."

Mike looked stunned. "Your dad? How old is he?"

Kurt laughed. "He'll be one hundred and thirteen in June."

"How old was your mom? And how did she die?" Tina asked.

Kurt's smile turned sad. "She had just turned six hundred and twenty six a few days before she died. She was a rogue hunter, though she retired when I was born. Rogue hunters are our law enforcement. Rogues are immortals who break our laws. When I was eight, there were reports of possible rogue activity in Akron. There weren't any active hunters in the area, so Uncle Lucian, who is the head of the North American council, our governing body, asked Mom to check it out while he got a team together to send down here."

His voice broke a little and he cleared his throat a couple of times. "She was only supposed to check out the reports, not go after them, but Jeremiah, the rogue, caught her unawares. He..." He couldn't continue. Artie patted him on the back.

"There are only a few ways to really kill immortals," Artie informed them. "One of them is by beheading them."

Tina gasped, and sobbed, and hugged the countertenor. "Oh, Kurt! I am so sorry!"

"Thanks, Tina." They hugged for several minutes, until a soft knocking on one of the doors alerted them to Mercedes' return. Mike went to let her in and relock the door behind her. Kurt moved over to take the bag of blood from her, and Stabbed it with a straw and handed it to Stephanie, who drank it self consciously. Kurt examined her face again, frowning a little now that he had a better look.

"It mended a little crooked. I can re-break it and set it properly. It will hurt like a bitch, and we'll have to go back to my house for more blood. We should go back anyway, let you clean up. And now that you have more blood in your system for the nanos to work with, the healing is going to really hurt anyway."

She nodded as she finished the bag. She smiled shyly at him, and then looked at the darker skinned girl. "Thank you, Mercedes. You were very brave."

Mercedes hugged her. "That's what friends are for."

Kurt hugged his best friend. "Come over to the house after Glee club. You too, Mike, Tina. Artie, why don't you ride with Stephanie now, and I'll follow in my SUV."

Twenty minutes later he unlocked the front door and held it open for the other two. "Why don't you lay down on the couch. I'll get a few more bags of blood and then reset your nose."

As he was getting the blood from the fridge hidden in the garage (well, hidden from Finn,) Teenage Dream sounded from his pocket. He smiled to himself, knowing his lifemate would call to check up on him.

"Hello, Boston City Morgue, you stab 'em, we slab 'em. We have a two for one special today. How may I direct your call?"

There was a pause on the other end, and then Blaine chuckled. "Well, if you can make jokes, then I guess things aren't too bad. Wes said he saw you running out of the building and taking off like a bat out of hell a couple hours ago."

"Yeah, Stephanie was injured at school, and needed blood, but didn't have any with her. She was afraid to feed 'off the hoof,' even though Mercedes offered." Kurt scooped up six bags of blood, and closed the fridge.

"Oh my god, Kurt, is she okay? What happened?" Blaine was genuinely concerned.

"I still don't know how it happened, but her nose was broken. It already healed, but it was crooked, so I am going to reset it for her in a few minutes. I probably won't get back to Dalton until late tonight. Could you do me a huge favor and check and make sure the panel in my closet got fixed and that my delivery from ABB gets put away?"

"Of course. Call me if you need anything else. Love you."

"Love you too."

He hung up the phone and went back into the living room. He set the bags of blood down and turned on the lamp. Most of the bruising was gone now. "Okay, I know this is going to hurt, and I'm so sorry. Artie, can you shift onto the couch so that her head is on your lap?"

He helped them shift around so that Artie was sitting sideways on the couch, with Stephanie resting between his legs. The younger boy holding her head still. He leaned forward and kissed the tip of her nose carefully, and she smiled at him.

"Ready?" Kurt asked, placing his left arm across her chest to hold her down, and the fingers of his right hand preparing to apply the necessary force to re break and set the nose properly.

"Ready." She took a deep breath, and Kurt gave a sharp twist and quickly aligned the cartilage and bone. She screamed at the pain, which hurt more than the original break.

"There, that should be good now. I'll talk to Carole later and show her how to apply your make up in the morning, so it will look like you are trying to conceal bruising, or people who saw you get hurt will be suspicious how it healed so fast."

He punctured one of the bags of blood with a straw and handed it to her. While she fed, Kurt turned to Artie. "How did this happen in the first place?"

"It was Azimio. He was taunting her in the hallway between classes for being with me, and her being her bad-ass self put him in his place, calling him a scared little boy. Karofsky chased him off at the time, but he..."

"Karofsky chased him off?" Kurt asked, surprised by this news.

"Um, yeah. Said it wasn't cool to pick on a girl, and then he turned around and apologized, a bit awkwardly, and then walked off. But later in in gym class, they were playing dodge ball, boys vs girls, and Azimio slammed her in the face with a ball!"

Stephanie finished the bag of blood, and reached for another. "Coach Sue was livid, shouting in his face about head shots and attacking girls. I took advantage of her distraction to run out of the gym before anyone could realize how badly I was injured."

She stabbed the second bag and began to drink. Kurt glanced at her. "Careful, don't drink it too fast, the nanos will accelerate the healing even more, and it will hurt like nothing you've ever felt before. After that bag, wait at least fifteen minutes before you have another."

She nodded at him and lay back on the couch, resting against Artie's chest. She felt too comfortable to bother getting up and going to change out of her blood stained clothes. Kurt decided to put a video on, and the three teens settled in, forgetting for the moment the empty bags of blood sitting on the table.

...

The movie was a horror film, but one of those really cheesy ones were the teens are too stupid to live. They were so engrossed in the film, no one heard the front door open, or the usually loud footsteps of Finn.

Finn heard a scream of terror, and looked into the living room. The only thing he could see was Stephanie, covered in blood. The tall teen had no clue what was going on, but was afraid there was a vicious killer in the house. As silently as he could, he backed out of the house and fled.

At about three-thirty, Kurt's phone chimed a text message. Before he could pull it out of his pocket, a second text chimed. Suddenly the texts were coming in so fast he couldn't keep up with it. "Guess Wes and David played the Gaga video for the Warblers."

You sang with Gaga? Lucky! -Thad

I'm so jealous, you got to be on stage with the goddess! -Trent

Can I have your autograph? -Beatz

Damn, Kurt, who knew you could move like that? -Luke

Dump Blaine and marry me? - Jordan

And many other similar ones from all the different Warblers. Kurt read them out loud to the other two teens.

"Oh, Stephanie, I think this one is for you. 'That Goth chic is hot, can I get her phone number?'"

She smiled. "1-800-Im 2 hot 4u."

Artie laughed and kissed her forehead. "Damn straight."

Kurt laughed and texted back the response.

He was surprised when Carole suddenly rushed into the house, glancing around as if searching for something. "Oh, thank goodness you all are alright! Finn texted me and said someone had broken into the house and attacked Stephanie!"

"What?" Kurt shouted. "When?"

"About twenty minutes ago. He said he walked in and heard a scream, and saw Stephanie covered in blood."

"Oh crap," the girl said. "I never changed my clothes!" She carefully climbed off the couch, trying not to knock Artie off, and ran upstairs to the guest room she had been using.

"What happened?" Carole asked, confused.

Kurt explained the incident as he helped Artie back into his chair, and then disposed of the blood bags. He sighed and pushed the other boy into the kitchen to start dinner, Carole following behind them.

"So where is Finn now, and what are we going to tell him?" Kurt asked.

Carole began gathering the stuff to make chicken cacciatore as she answered. "He's at Puck's house. I should call him and tell him everything is fine, and it's safe to come home. For now we'll tell him Stephanie had a nose bleed and was watching a movie when he walked in."

Artie sat at the table, chopping bell peppers as Carole talked to her son. "Shouldn't you guys tell Finn about immortals? He's going to have to find out eventually."

Kurt and Carole shrugged. As she hung up, there was a knock on the front door. It was Mercedes, Tina and Mike. He smiled and waved them inside.

"Hey, Mrs. H. Why did I get a text from Finn a little while ago about crazed killers on the loose?" Mercedes asked.

"Probably because we didn't hear him come in earlier, and I was still covered in blood at the time." Stephanie answered, entering the room, showered and changed.

"Oh, wow," Tina said, looking the other girl over. "You look much better now! Those nano thingies are amazing!"

"Thanks. So, what are we going to do about Finn. Do we tell him, or not?"