Glee Saga Chapter 11, a glee fanfic

A/N: Song used in the last chapter was 'Hate On Me' originally done by Jill Scott, sang in an episode by Mercedes. I'm hoping you guys love the story as much as I do love writing it. Might be some more surprises in store!

Chapter 11

Kurt's POV

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air

If I should die before I wake

It's cause you took my breath away

Losing you is like living in a world with no air

I haven't felt like this since Blaine and I were together. We knew that it was going to be tough being apart, but we didn't realize how hard it was going to truly be. We were trying to be a couple, and not worrying about what everyone else thought. We were sitting on the sofa, watching Auction Hunters when he turned to look at me.

"Hey, I just got the weirdest idea."

"What's that?"

I asked, looking at him. He watched me for a second and then I could tell that he was super stoked about which ever idea he had. I smiled at him, and then he continued on.

"I think we should try and do this. There's money to be made in this business!"

"Honey, we are not going to become auction hunters. We can't. We don't have any stores or anything. Why would we even try?"

"It isn't hard. I have a friend. He has a store. Let's just try it. See what happens. All we have to do is represent him, and then we'll take it from there."

I could see the excitement written on Dave's face, so I agreed. We'd probably be horrible at this auction hunting thing, but we'd try it. I just wanted to see him happy, and that's what I was going to do. Make sure he was as happy as he could be. So he stood up and looked at me.

"I'm going to talk to Max about it, see what he says. He's always complaining how he doesn't have any help to go to these auctions. I'll be back in about an hour."

I nodded and kissed him softly. It would give me an hour to get some paperwork done for the office. He smiled at me, stroked my hair and walked out the door. I sat at my desk and smiled. I was typing on my laptop when my phone rang. I was expecting a fax, so I looked at the caller ID and noticed Rachel was calling my house phone. I wondered what that was about, so I called her back at the number she was calling me from.

"Rachel Berry's office."

"Hi Alisa. This is Kurt Hummel, I'm looking for Rachel."

"She just called you. She's in her office, and she's got big news. Let me connect you."

Alisa said. I waited and wondered what Rachel's big news could be. She must've met Barbra, but she would've included all kinds pictures. I waited, and then the line clicked, and I heard her voice.

"Rachel Berry's office."

"Rachel."

"Kurt! Ahhh! You're the first person besides Alisa that knows! Blaine's here too, and you're on speaker phone."

"Okay, what's going on?"

"Well Kurt, Blaine and I are getting married."

"Rachel, that's delightful! Congratulations! When did he ask you?"

"Just a little while ago actually. But there's more, Kurt."

Blaine said. I could hear the love and happiness he had in his voice. He was so happy, and that's all he needed to be. As long as he was happy, I was too. But I could only imagine what the next thing could be.

"I'm pregnant, Kurt."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant. Going on two months now."

"Congratulations! When are you due?"

"Sometime in September. But Kurt, we want you to be okay with this."

I thought about it for a second. I couldn't find anger inside me. All I had was happiness. Happiness for me, and happiness for Blaine and Rachel. They were having a baby, and I couldn't be happier for them.

"I'm totally okay with this, guys. I just want you guys happy. And a baby, damn. I'm so excited."

I watched as Dave walked back into the apartment. He had a stack of papers in his hand and I knew he'd be successful in his vision of becoming an Auction Hunter, and he put the papers on the table. I finished with Rachel and Blaine, once again giving them my sincerest congratulations and then turned back to Dave.

"Hey."

"Hey, so who was on the phone?"

"Rachel. Turns out her and Blaine are expecting."

"Oh, that's awesome for them! I talked to Max. And he gave me a list of places in the area that are having auctions that we can go to. I only asked for places in the area, because I know that you've got a lot of work to do at Hummel Productions. I figured that you could accompany me on at least one of these."

I smiled. He was so excited about doing this, I couldn't bring him down. I couldn't tell him that I had zero desire to do this, but I'd do it. Because I loved him. And I was getting attached. I looked at the paper and smiled. I had to do it. I couldn't let him down.

"I'm in. When do we go?"

"Two days. I know you have that big Cabaret meeting this week, but I was kind of hoping you'd go with me after the meeting."

I couldn't tell him no. I'd agreed. And then I knew just how in love with Dave Karofsky I truly was.

I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave

My heart won't move, it's incomplete

Wish there was a way that I could make you understand

I knew that my mind was somewhere else. I was working on trying to get Darren Criss into a production of 'West Side Story' that we were doing, and I wasn't focused. I'd written to his publicist twice that I was going to be an Auction Hunter. I had to delete that, and rewrite the email twice. Blaine had never distracted me this bad. Dave had. I don't know if that was a good thing or bad thing. I waited for his publicist to get back to me, and I picked up the phone to call Dave. His phone went straight to voicemail, and I left a message. I saw that I had gotten an email, and I knew that it was from Darren's people. They had said that as much as Darren wants to play Tony in West Side Story, and work for me again, his schedule simply wouldn't allow it. And then that Darren wanted to speak with me, it included his phone number, which had never happened to me before. At that point, I knew that I'd made it. I had my first client. I called him and waited for him to answer his phone.

"Hello?"

"Darren Criss?"

"Yes?"

"Hi. This is Kurt Hummel, from Kurt Hummel productions."

"Hi Kurt! Eliza told me you'd be calling me. I'm so sorry I can't be part of West Side Story."

"It's no problem. So, does this mean that you want to be considered for Kurt Hummel productions in the future?"

"Are you kidding! I want to be a contracted part time performer!"

"Are you serious? This is so good, Darren! I'm hoping that if another part comes up in another musical we're doing, I'll be offering it to you first! I'll have my lawyers draw up the papers and have them faxed to your publicist's office."

"No…don't do that. Eliza Curtain is HORRIBLE with paperwork. That's why I didn't receive the contracts for your offer to do West Side Story last night, when the cover sheet said you'd sent them a month ago."

"Wow."

"Yeah. Send them to my office in my home. I'll be sure to get them there. This is my home fax number."

He said, and he gave it to me. I wrote it down, and made sure to put it in my contacts for fax machines. I put his cell phone number down in my contacts box we chatted briefly.

"I have to go now, Kurt. Glee calls. But feel free to give me a call, whether it to talk or even to offer a part. And I'll do the same."

And then he hung up. I hung up too, and I got so excited. I let out a yell, and then watched the expression on Dave's face. I hadn't known Dave was there, but when I saw him, I knew that things were even better.

"What's got you excited?"

"Darren Criss wants to be a contracted performer!"

And then Dave kissed me. And I knew that everything was going to be just fine, no matter if we were going to become auction hunters or not.

But how do you expect me

To live alone with just me

'Cause my world revolves around you

It's so hard for me to breathe

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air

Can't live, can't breathe with no air

It's how I feel whenever you ain't there

It's no air, no air

Got me out here in the water so deep

Tell me how you gonna be without me

If you ain't here I just can't breathe

It's no air, no air

So, we started our journey. We were standing outside of a storage facility in Dayton and it was twelve below zero. I was wearing the newest Marc Jacobs knee length sweater, and black jeans. How did it get to be so cold? I was bundled up in a North Face jacket, and male Ugg boots. Dave was in flannel, jeans and Caterpillar boots. I watched as the auctioneer came up and smiled at all of us.

"This here is a cash only auction. You buy, you shlep. Deal?"

We all nodded, and then it was off to the races. We had a ton of cash from Max, and I watched as Dave got into this whole thing. It was kind of fun. He bought two storage lockers from the facility, and I realized just how fun it was. I knew that we'd had something that not many people had. Now came the part where we had to sort through it and see what we had, if there was anything valuable to sell. He started sorting through all the stuff that was there, when I looked at my watch. I gasped and sighed.

"Honey! I've got to go!"

He looked at his watch and smiled. Just at that point, the movers from Max's store had come in to help him. He nodded and I smiled as he hugged me and I headed back to my apartment. I needed to get cleaned up, and go to the meetings I had. I knew that Dave and Max were going to be all day with the auction thing, and I was okay with that. It kept him busy while I was at work. But when I got to work, I found it hard to concentrate. We'd been texting back and forth several times through the day, and I couldn't focus. I'd written emails, answered questions, sent faxes and did a few casting things for West Side Story. We'd had cast a different guy for Tony, and sure, it broke my heart, but Darren had called me and left a voice mail, stating that there were no hard feelings and that he understood. But that when I had a new project, he'd be first in line. I was already scouting next projects that would be a good fit for Darren. I was getting ready to break for lunch when Rachel came blowing into the office.

"Hey!"

"Oh god, Rachel. Hey!"

I said, standing up. I walked over to hug her, and I got a good look at her. Pregnancy was suiting her well, and she looked amazing. Blaine was a lucky man, and Rachel was a lucky woman.

"Hey! God, you look amazing!"

"Thank you, so do you. I had to fight your secretary to let me in here. You got time to have lunch with an old friend? Blaine is doing the finances for one of our shows, and has meetings all day, and I wanted to know how it went with Darren."

"It went amazingly! Darren wants to be a part time contracted performer! And I'm waiting for him to fax back the agreements and the contracts. And then we'll definitely take it from there."

"That's awesome, Kurt. So, I brought your favorite!"

I knew what I smelled. I had some amazing muffins in the bag that Rachel was holding and I watched as she sat down across from me. I was bursting at the seams, and I knew I had so much to tell her. Mostly that Karofsky and I were happy, and I knew she'd be happy for me.

"So, I have a lot to tell you!"

"Me too! You first!"

I smiled and took a sip of my coffee that I'd had in front of me, and I swallowed, and I knew that things were going to be easy with Rachel and I. She was suddenly the most in demand actress on the Broadway stage, and I was going to need to get her to come here and work for me.

"Well, as you know, Dave Karofsky and I are a couple. Well, we made the decision to move into the apartment together."

I watched Rachel's expression. I knew she would either be happy, or explode. I know that she's protective of me. She smiled at me, and I knew it was going to be even better between her and I. She just wanted me happy, and that's all I was at this moment.

"Congratulations sweetie! As long as you two are happy, I'm happy."

"Good."

I said, knowing that things were good on our relationship front. Both of us were happy in both our professional and personal lives, but I knew Rachel well, and I knew that something was bothering her. More than I knew myself, and I knew that the pregnancy was going to cost her her career.

"So, Rachel…what's really wrong?"

"I'm out. Like, Finn called the director of Cabaret and fucking sold me up the river. I've been let go from Cabaret."

And right away, I knew that Rachel's problems were a lot bigger than even I could handle. But first, before I went off on Finn, I had to listen to Rachel's side of the story before I could judge Finn.

No air, air

I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew

Right off the ground to float to you

There's no gravity to hold me down for real

But somehow I'm still alive inside

You took my breath, but I survived

I don't know, but I don't even care

"So let me get this straight, Finn cussed you out in public, then had you removed from Cabaret? I'm sorry Rachel, I don't buy it."

"I kind of figured you wouldn't. But that's okay. I am not going to fault you for that. Blaine was with me. We were going to Starbucks. He just….unleashed on me, Kurt."

And I could tell that Kurt was buying what I was saying. I wasn't expecting him to turn on Finn. No way, he and Finn had been through way too much to not be on the same side with each other. He sighed and picked up the phone. He dialed a phone number I knew all too well and I held my breath. It could've gone either way. I watched as he spoke calmly to him, then he started yelling.

"You do realize she's pregnant? Look, I know we're brothers. And it's always been bros before hoes, I get that…but just tell me straight…did you sell Rachel up the river for 'Cabaret'?"

And I watched as Kurt put Finn on speaker. I wasn't going to be shocked by what Finn said, and I was right.

"I did. I did sell her out to the director. I only did it because this whole situation is fucked up. I had a plan. It was supposed to be me and Rachel, raising Meghan together. You and Blaine were supposed to be together. Not you fucking dating Karofsky and Rachel in that sham of a relationship with Blaine. Blaine is gay. I firmly believe that. And I don't buy his relationship with Rachel for a second."

I gasped and I heard Finn gasp. He didn't know I was there, and I didn't like the look on Kurt's face, either. I motioned to him that I was going to leave and I ran as fast as I could out of the office. I hailed a taxi and just went as far as I could. I had a destination in mind, but I wasn't ready to head there yet. So, I decided to go to Central Park. It had always been one of my favorite spots in New York, and I needed to take a breather. I hadn't realized that it was a little after 5 and I was supposed to meet Blaine for dinner. I stood up and turned around. I took two steps and that's when everything went dark.

So how do you expect me

To live alone with just me

Cause my world revolves around you

It's so hard for me to breathe

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air

Can't live, can't breathe with no air

It's how I feel whenever you ain't there

It's no air, no air

Got me out here in the water so deep

Tell me how you gonna be without me

If you ain't here I just can't breathe

It's no air, no air

Blaine's POV

I have been calling all over the city for the last hour. She's nowhere to be found. The last I heard from her, she was going to talk to Kurt about this whole fucking Finn thing. I gave Finn a piece of my mind after it was over. I looked at my cell phone and realized I'd had a text message. I opened it up and saw that it was from Kurt.

"911. Call me NOW."

So, seeing that, I immediately dialed Kurt's phone, not having a good feeling in the pit of my stomach. I waited as it rang, and then it finally connected. Kurt was an awesome friend of mine, and I knew he'd shoot straight with me, no matter what the case.

"Kurt!"

"Blaine, I have been trying to get in touch with you for the last half an hour. You have horrible reception. Where are you?"

"Tavern. I'm waiting for Rachel. It's date night, but she stood me up."

"She didn't stand you up. Blaine, she's at the hospital."

And right then I went into panic mode. She was pregnant, and all I could think of was us losing the miracle we'd created together. I motioned for the waiter and threw my credit card on the table. I stood up when I heard Kurt's voice on the other end.

"Blaine, relax. I know you're concerned. They won't tell me anything, because I'm not her family. I told them I was calling her husband. That's the only way they'll tell you anything. I told them your last name was Anderson, but that Rachel kept her name as Berry for professional reasons."

"What happened Kurt?"

"I don't know. Some passersby found her face down in Central Park. Right in front of the MOMA. They won't say much after that."

I signed the credit card slip and panicked. She was two blocks from me. She was jumped two blocks from me and I didn't even know. I started to cry. I needed to get there.

"Where are you?"

"Lenox Hill. You need to get here."

"I'm leaving now. I'm on my way."

I said, hanging up. I needed to know what the deal was. I needed to know what happened to Rachel right in front of me. As I made my way towards Lenox Hill Hospital, I realized just how scared I was, and I had no way to contain that.

No air, air

No more

It's no air, no air

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air

Can't live, can't breathe with no air

It's how I feel whenever you ain't there

It's no air, no air

Got me out here in the water so deep

Tell me how you gonna be without me

If you ain't here I just can't breathe

It's no air, no air

No air, air

When I arrived at Lenox Hill, I saw Kurt and Karofsky standing outside the ER entrance. They looked just as scared as I did. I handed the driver my credit card, signed the receipt and stumbled out of the cab. I had to see Rachel. I just kept mumbling how I had to see her. Kurt put his hand on my face and looked at me.

"Blaine. Get it together. She's in room 202. She's conscious, but barely. She's been asking for you. She's asked the doctor to not tell her anything until you got there. They won't tell us anything, because-"

I cut him off and ran full speed to room 202 as fast as I could. I whizzed past the nurses station, and ran right by it. I backed up and poked my head in. Rachel was hooked up to all these machines. I was so nervous, I didn't know where to begin. I looked at the TV in the room and 'Friends' was on TV. Rachel knew that her name was Jennifer Aniston's character name. I pulled the chair up next to her and took her hair. I put my head down to ear level and whispered in her ear. She'd just had an argument with Ross.

"Rachel…honey. I'm here. I promise. I'm here."

And I watched as she turned her head. She was conscious, but I'd never forgive the bastard who did this. She opened her eyes and smiled the biggest smile I'd ever seen for me. She reached out and grabbed my hand. I turned around and saw Kurt and Dave standing there. She waved at them and I knew she was going to be fine. We of course had to wait for the doctor to come in, but two flagship couples were there, and things were going to be looking up, hopefully. But first, things had to get worse.