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Kurt POV

I collapsed on my bed in tears. I just wanted everyone to leave me alone. I didn't want to eat, I didn't want to sleep, I didn't want to go to school, I didn't want to leave my room, I didn't want to leave my bed.

Someone knocked on my door, and I hollered for them to leave me alone.

The door opened anyways, and someone walked inside. I kept my face buried in a pillow.

A hand touched my hair, one that I hadn't felt in a long tome. I opened my eyes and looked up, and that's when I knew I was dreaming. My mother stood in front of me, and she sat down on the bed next to me.

"Don't worry, honey."

I sniffed and wiped my eyes. "Is he dead, Mom?"

The sighed and shook her head. "I can't tell you that, sweetie. I'm here to give you a good dream, though." she hugged me, and I felt warm and safe. When she let go, she disappeared, and Blaine was in her place. I tackle-hugged him, and whispered, "Thank you, mom." I didn't care that it was a dream. He was next to me, and I needed him.

I curled up next to him on my bed, and he kissed the top of my head. But of course I woke up, only after ten minutes of cuddling and kissing Blaine.

I sighed, and closed my eyes.

"Kurt?" Rachel came in, and sat next to me. I rolled over and glared at my hands.

"How are you doing?"

"I can't breathe." I said truthfully.

She sighed. "I know this is hard for you, Kurt, but you haven't gone to school in two days. Maybe you should go tomorrow."

"I don't want to be reminded about him."

"Listen, I know what heartbreak is. But if you push him out of your memory, when you're finally done crying, you won't be able to remember him."

I sighed. "Okay, I'll come to school tomorrow."

"Alright, Kurt. I'll see you there."

She stood, and walked out. The sound of the door shutting behind her felt like it could knock out my teeth.

I closed my eyes, and went back to crying.

Blaine POV

It was getting late, and we weren't even at the mountains yet. The sun was getting close to the mountains, so I told Claire that we should stop. She sat down on the spot, and hugged Gingles to her chest. I pulled off my backpack and rubbed my shoulders. It was really heavy, but I had no choice.

I sat down too, and we sat there for a while.

"Sh." Claire said, perking up. "Do you hear that?"

I listened. It sounded like the babbling of a creek. "Yeah, it's a creek." I said.

Claire jumped up, still somehow full of energy. "Let's go find it!"

"Alright." I said, pushing myself up. "Let's go." We walked towards the sound, and we found a little creek, about maybe four feet wide, winding through the field.

Claire drank some, and I did too. We flattened down some grass by the creek and set our stuff in it, and I headed over to the creek to try to see if there was some fish. There was, little things no bigger then my hand, but they were fish, so I caught a couple and brought them back to Claire. She was looking through her pack, and I sat down next to her.

"Claire, I have to make a fire. Are you okay with that?"

"Okay, good, 'cause I'm getting cold." she said.

I smiled, and found a coat that would fit me, and wrapped it over her shoulders. She smiled and curled up on her side with her stuffed cat.

I ripped up some of the grass and lined the little circle with rocks from the stream. I found some sticks and things, and built up a tiny teepee if sticks above some grass, which I lit on fire with the lighter from my backpack, and the teepee caught fire, creating a fire that wasn't even taller than Claire when she was sitting. I put the fish in the flames to cook, and then pulled out a blanket. Claire ate her fish with a wrinkled nose, but she still ate it, and then fell asleep next to me. I smiled, and put out the fire, so I wouldn't cause a huge fire, and then I lay next to Claire, and she snuggled up closer to me in her sleep. I smiled and curled up around her, protecting her with my body.

Was this what it felt like to have a kid? I felt so completely responsible for her, it was a bit overwhelming. I sighed, thinking of Kurt. If only I could tell him I was alive... He probably thinks I'm dead. But there were no working cell phones, and I was in the middle of nowhere.

With a seven year old.

But there was nothing to do but keep going. We'd go insane at the crash site; there were too many dead bodies. No one would find us here, no matter how loud we screamed.

I sighed, and kissed the top of Claire's head. "Goodnight, Claire." I whispered.

"Goodnight, Kurt." I whispered to the sky.

I woke up early in the morning the next day, and I found the sun, just coming up. I caught two more fish and had breakfast cooking by the time that Claire woke up, her mouth stretching in a yawn. She ate slowly, as I packed up all our stuff. When I stomped out the fire and helped her up, she hugged me around the waist, and I picked her up and hugged her back.

Then, wordlessly, we started walking again, and I was hoping to make it to the mountain by noon.

I was wrong. We got there much earlier, and slowly, we started to climb it. It took a long time, because it was treacherous, some rocks wanted to give and slide away down the mountain. We hopped up the mountain, and Claire sang. She sang 'I've been working on the railroad' seventeen times before I cracked. I taught her 'It's not unusual', and we sang it together, our voices echoing through the mountains.

When I see you hangin around with anyone

It's not unusual to see me cry

I wanna die

We sang that for a while, and then 'You are my sunshine.'

When we were done singing that twice, we stepped up onto the top of the mountain. I looked out into the distance.

"Blainey?"

"Yeah?" The nickname made me chuckle.

"How far are we from home?" she said.

"Pretty far." I said.

I could see a city, way, way, way, WAY far away. I could just barely see it, and between us and it, there were miles and miles and miles of mountains, hills, woods, and valleys.

We're going to be gone a long time. I thought.

We started down the mountain, but I slipped in the gravel, and Claire, who was holding my hand, fell too. I pulled her onto my lap, and we slid down the hill, and then when we got to the bottom, I had to change my pants. There was practically a hole in the seat of my pants. I found a pair of camouflage cargo pants, and pulled them on. Claire grabbed my hand again, and we continued walking, through the forest.

Her hand tightened around mine as a squirrel jumped from a tree to the ground and scampered away.

"It's okay, it's just a squirrel." I said.

"I'm scared." she whispered.

"Here, does this help?" I walked over to the nearest tree and broke off a long sharp stick. It was sturdy, and the tip was pointed enough that it could probably kill a person. I wasn't sure about a bear, but I didn't tell Claire.

"Yes, thanks Blainey." she said.

We walked on for a while, until we hit a river. It was windy, long and wide, probably ten feet wide, but it didn't look deep. I knelt down and felt it. Ice-cold. Snow water?

"Alright, we need to cross..." I said.

Claire stepped forward to step into the water, but I scooped her up before her feet could get soaked. If she got soaked, she would get cold, and if she didn't dry before sundown, she might get sick. Sickness when you're walking like this would not be good.

"Here, how about you hold my shoes and socks, and I'll carry you?" I said.

"Okay," she said. I crouched down, and untied my shoes, and pulled off my socks. She picked them up, and I scooped her up and put her on my shoulders. She hugged my head, and then pulled her arms away in disgust. "Ewww, Blainey are you wearing hair gel?"

"Yes, Claire. Without hair gel, I have massive curls. It's almost like an Afro." I laughed, and she giggled too.

I stepped into the water, and gasped. It was numbingly cold, probably glacier water. I trudged on anyways, forcing my feet against the sting of the current. I was glad I hadn't let Claire do this; it would have been terrible for her.

I felt protective of her already; I didn't want anything to happen to her. I wanted to introduce her to Kurt; I wanted to keep her safe forever. I felt like a dad.

"Hey, Claire?"

"Yeah?" she said.

"Where's your daddy?"

"I don't have a daddy."

"Oh, alright." Her parents are gone... "What about aunts? Uncles? Grandparents?"

"Momma said that we were the only ones left."

Well, she was alone. I wondered if we would have to take her to the adoption center...

I shivered and pushed that thought away. It sounded horrible. I would never want Claire to have to go through something like that.

I stepped up onto the opposite bank and set Claire down. I dried my feet as best as I could and pulled my shoes back on.

We continued walking, and Claire grabbed my hand again. I let my mind wander through things that I could say to Kurt when I saw him again... I ran from just, 'hi' to running up and kissing him.

The sun hit the hills again, and we found a nice spot underneath a big bush that we could settle. We ate a couple of granola bars and then set up our blankets again.

One good thing about being seven, you can survive on much less food than when you're seventeen. I felt my stomach growl, but I ignored it, and curled up around Claire again. She was already asleep, and I laid an arm over her, clutching the stick in my hand. I was afraid to sleep, afraid of what might be out here.

But, exhaustion caught up to me anyway and I drifted off.

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