It stayed dark just long enough for Jess to remove the bullet Marcus lodged into Kurt's knee. It was extremely difficult for Kurt not to scream, but Jess gave him a cloth to bite down on. She tidied up everything and returned to where she was supposed to be sleeping. In order for her to be able to help Kurt, nobody could suspect her.

Kurt didn't sleep. He couldn't. He just let his head rest against his chest and thought about the things in life that made him happy. He found it harder to keep his eyes closed as he felt the sun shine through the window and the inside of his eyelids turned red. He raised his head slowly and opened his eyes. They hurt from being in the dark so long. When he finally was able to see, his world crashed down again.

"Good morning, sunshine." Marcus grinned down at him. "Time for round 3."

Everybody refused to leave each other so Burt let the whole Glee club and Mr. Schue stay in his house until they found Kurt. It was early in the morning so mostly everyone were still asleep; everyone except Burt, Carole, Mercedes and Finn. They sat next to one another each drinking tea or coffee. They had been up for about an hour when a knock was heard on the door.

"I'll get it." Carole stood up and headed for the door. After a few minutes she finally said "Please, come in."

The door closed and Carole returned into the living room followed by a boy. He was kind of short with black curly hair. His most distinguishing feature was his uniform.

"Blaine." Mercedes smiled and walked over to hug him.

"Hey, Mercedes." They broke the embrace and Blaine looked at everyone. Finn rose off the arm of the chair.

"Hey, you're the guy in Kurt's locker." Everyone looked at him. He noticed. "The picture in his locker."

He smiled and nodded. Blaine looked at the older man in the cap.

"Mr. Hummel?"

Burt stood up. "That's right."

"Hi. My name is Blaine. I'm a friend of Kurt's." He held out his hand.

Burt studied it, then after a moment shook it. "Good to meet you."

"I got a text from Mercedes this morning. Sorry it took so long for me to get here. I had to get permission to leave class. Is Kurt okay?"

Carole took Blaine by the shoulder. "I think we should all take a seat in the kitchen."

They all sat at the table in the kitchen with a cup each. Blaine had been told everything. It was a lot to take in, but he was a strong guy.

"I can't believe it."

Mercedes took his hand. "I'm sorry I couldn't reach you sooner. We had to stick around the station and give statements."

"No, don't worry about it."

Burt didn't look away from the boy. "So Blaine, how do you know Kurt?"

"Well, sir." Burt was already impressed. "We first met two weeks ago when Kurt came to my school. We got to talking about some of the stuff he was going through; the bullying, the kiss-"

"Woah, woah, woah. What kiss?" Finn interrupted.

Blaine looked genuinely surprised. "Karofsky?" He was met by blank looks. "He didn't mention that did he." It wasn't a question.

"So you're tellin' me that that psychopath who threatened to kill my son... he kissed him?"

Blaine didn't know what to say. Mercedes thought how could she not notice that her best friend was going through something so hard to deal with? Why didn't he feel he could talk to her about it? Finn clenched his fists together. He was gonna kill him.

Burt calmed down after Carole reminded him what had happened not so long ago.

"Alright, obviously he feels like he can trust you so, thank you. Thank you for being there for him."

"It's no problem, Mr. Hummel."

"Burt. Call me Burt."

TBC