Aaand here's another chapter. Yay! This one doesn't really involve a fairy tale. It's sort of a break in between.

"Okay, why the freak out?" Blaine asked Kurt curiously. He went over and tried the door to find it locked. "Shouldn't we get back out there and see if Artie's okay? The ground was shaking as if there were another earthquake."

"I know." Kurt replied, flopping down on the floor of the room. "Don't bother with the door. I locked it. Sit down; I have to tell you something." His hands were shaking and he locked them together to try and get them to stop.

Blaine sat down next to him and listened. Kurt explained about the Witch who was continuously hunting him and his silver key. He retold the adventures he had already told Blaine, leaving out no details this time except for the fact that the Blaine from the world before this Blaine's had kissed him. He told Blaine all he knew about the key as well; explaining why he had thought it might have opened the iron chest Artie had found.

"So Artie's probably not alive anymore, is he?" Blaine asked quietly. Kurt shook his head sadly. "And giving the key up to this Witch doesn't seem like a good idea to me either, so...what are you going to do?"

"I don't know." Kurt replied. "The only plan I've got is to continue traveling until I find my way back home. Which I don't think is ever going to happen..." Despair was slowly settling upon him once more and he hid his face in his hands.

Blaine put an arm around his shoulders. "Hey, I'm sure you'll get home eventually. Don't give up." Looking for a possible change in topic, Blaine thoughtfully asked out loud why they had not run into a Blaine in Artie's world. Kurt quietly replied that he did not know. They had not explored the world beyond the clearing; maybe if they had they would have found another Blaine, or maybe there just could not be two Blaine's per world and now that this Blaine was with Kurt there would not be any others. He did not know how the rules of it all worked.

"Why do you think there's a Blaine look-a-like in every world you go?" Blaine asked curiously.

"I don't know that either." Kurt admitted.

"Can you tell me about him?" Blaine asked. "The Blaine in your world, I mean. Maybe if we think about it together we could figure out why he's everywhere in your travels."

Kurt had not really given it much thought before, but he figured it would not hurt to try. "Well, it's strange, because we had only just met a few weeks before I got sucked into all of this. Doesn't really make sense for him to be everywhere though. He's...well, he's great, really." Kurt was sure his face was turning red from talking about Blaine, but he couldn't help it. "I've been having lots of trouble at school and he's been trying to help me out sort of."

"You said people call you a girl and treat you poorly back in your world." Blaine commented. "Is that why you have trouble at school?"

Kurt nodded, sighing heavily. "I've always had to deal with being made fun of and kids bullying me due to my looks and voice. Plus- well, there's a lot of prejudice there too towards people like me. When I met Blaine...he's gone through the same kind of things I have and is just like me, so he really understands my situation and wanted to try and help me out. I miss him, it's surprising how much. Every time I see him in a different world it reminds me how I may never see him again. When the Witch killed him in the world I was in before yours..." a lump had formed in Kurt's throat, cutting off his voice as he hid his face again.

"You really like him." Blaine noted quietly.

"Yes..." Kurt admitted, his voice muffled by his hands. Sure he could be accused of liking someone rather fast, like he had with Sam at school, but this time at least he had fallen for another guy who was gay, right? So maybe things were not exactly as hopeless, but at the same time he just couldn't get back to his own world. And he still had no clue how time was in play here. Sure he, himself, had not aged a day, but he had already done years of time in these worlds. What if time was still continuing in his own world all the while? That would mean Blaine was way older now, along with all the rest of his friends. Things just would not be the same when he got home...if he got home.

"We'll get you back home, Kurt." Blaine told him, giving him a reassuring smile. "I swear I'll help you get back home to your family and your Blaine."

"What about you though?" Kurt asked tearfully.

"Oh, just leave me somewhere, I guess." Blaine laughed, shrugging. "I'll be fine, Kurt. You know me; I love adventure. I just don't think I'm too fond of the idea of leaving you, so you'll have to leave without me knowing it or something. I promise I won't chase you next time."

Kurt lifted his head and glanced over at the older Blaine. "I don't think I could just leave you somewhere..."

"Well, we'll just see when we get to that point." Blaine shrugged. "For now I'm going to help you out. I don't think much really got accomplished in Artie's world. We never saw him get the chest open."

"You're right." Kurt wondered. "I guess that world was sort of a flop then. Shall we unlock the door and see where we are now?"

Blaine yawned, shaking his head. "As curious as I am to do so, we still haven't slept and I'm quite tired. How about we sleep for a bit?"

Kurt had to agree for he was quite tired as well. "Alright." Blaine's arm was still around his shoulder and he really did not want to move, so he tentatively leaned closer against Blaine. When Blaine did not seem to mind, instead holding him closer, Kurt relaxed and closed his eyes. It was not long before he fell asleep.