A/N: Warning: May trigger. Thanks to all of you who are still with this story. I hope you're enjoying it. You reviews, Favourites, and alerts mean so much to me, and I can't thank you enough. You're all the reason for why I stick with this story... Thanks. Sorry it's late, i've been sick, and not able to upload, so I hope this makes up for it. JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.

Chapter Eleven: The One with the New Directions

It had been a long day of studying, revising and studying some more... Kurt, Blaine and the Warblers had been non-stop on with their exam and finals preparations... Kurt had been doing a little better than two weeks ago, but Blaine was still worried about his boyfriend... Brittany and Santana had come up with a name for their "group", which Blaine thought was wicked, and demanded to be a part of, only to be told that he and Kurt are honorary members anyway, but they have to remain in the Warblers. The Troubletonesis the name that Santana came up with, of course, Quinn and Britt had a say to, but Puck and Sam were just happy to not be included in anything to do with the New Directions, and wouldn't have cared if their names had been The Kitten's, like Britt had suggested. Kurt had Blaine had spent the past two weeks, trying to find ways of getting Wes to slow down a little on their National's preparation, so they could focus more on their studies, but the head Warbler was full speed ahead on the set list for National's, and even wanted to up the number of hours of a rehearsal from three hours, to five, in their usual every day after school slot...

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Rachel hadn't been in contact with Kurt since the betrayal, and Finn was MIA apparently, not even bothering to tell his parents where he was going. With just under two months till Nationals, and Final's, Kurt was more worried about graduating from Dalton, than his step-brother, who was a traitor, and hadn't even had the decency to contact him and explain himself. All the work he'd done in his sessions, lost, because of one stupid move from Finn... Blaine was happy the quarterback was out of their lives, but he could see the hesitation in Kurt's eyes everytime he mentioned it. All of the Warblers knew that Finn and Kurt had a special brotherly bond, and that Kurt needs him more than anything, but the situation had reached boiling point, and the boy can't be blamed for not talking to his "brother" after the betrayal. Also, on top of everything else, Kurt's nightmares had returned, and he was flinching around everyone again, including his own boyfriend. Blaine didn't take it personally... he knew not to. they were still attending session with Dr. Paul, and eventually, Kurt would be alright again, but Blaine doesn't expect anything less, or more from Kurt at this point... in fact, he's so caught up in his math homework, he misses the text on his cell, until it starts beeping at him.

To: Blaine Anderson

ND wants a meeting. Apparently, they have some things they'd like to say to Kurt... I would have told them to fuck off, but I didn't know whether or not you wanted to consider it. Let me know ASAP.

From: Noah Puckerman

They want to "talk", after all they've done, they think they can just arrange a meeting through Puckerman, and Blaine and Kurt will just show up? If Kurt hadn't of been asleep, (for the first time comfortably in three weeks), Blaine would have asked his boyfriend opinion on if he wanted to go. Considering he knew enough about Kurt to make a choice based on current events (Kurt could maim him for it later, Blaine is more worried about his health than patch ups between ND and himself), he made the choice to reject the offer, that Puckerman had so kindly texted him.

To: Noah Puckerman

Hey, I've talked to Kurt. He says no, as always. Have you heard from Finn? I know it's mostly his fault, but I want him to talk to Kurt. Let me know if you hear from him.

From: Blaine Anderson

Blaine threw his phone down beside him on the bed, and returned to his math homework. He'd taken to sleeping in Kurt's bed again, which the counter-tenor was grateful for, considering his dreams make him paranoid, and he ends up with Blaine anyway, almost hugging the air out of his boyfriend's lungs. The thought made Blaine chuckle, and Kurt move beside him, but didn't wake up. their free period was almost up, and in about ten minutes, the bell would ring for third period, and he'd have to wake Kurt. of course, this is easier said than done... Maybe I could get Wesley to do it... he's the master of wake up calls... Blaine thought, smirking and picking up his phone, which had another new text from Puckerman. He sent the message to Wes, and opened Puck's latest message, almost falling off the bed at what he was reading...

To: Blaine Anderson

Finn hasn't been at school for two weeks. Come to think of it, neither have Karofsky or Jesse. I don't know if you think it's something, but personally, I'm worried for Finn. I and the Troubletones will be round after school, we'll talk then. Out...

From: Noah Puckerman

No, this can't be good. Finn, Jesse and Karofsky, all missing at the same time, with no one clued in on their whereabouts? This is about to get a whole lot more complicated... Blaine thought to himself as the door to their room banged open, and Wes ran into the room, banging his gavel on every surface he could find, much to Blaine's amusement. (The Head Warbler had located his gavel underneath Nick's bed, in their dorm room. David was astounded that it was Nick, but said boy was proud of his accomplishment, which got him dropped from the solo's list for Nationals).

Finn woke up in a dark room, to the sound of a pipe dripping. On first glance, he would have thought that he was in some kind of cell, but as his eyes adjusted, he realised it was actually someone's basement. The quarterback tried to stand, but collapsed almost immediately, clutching his head, the dizziness gaining on him, and forcing him back down onto the cold ground. How the hell did I get here, and where the hell am I? Finn thought to himself, once more trying to stand, and succeeding this time, only to make it to the window and see nothing but black... Guess that means its night-time... Finn thought, looking around the room. There was a stretcher bed, a few books, his school bag, food, and a light, which was on the desk where his laptop was sitting, and the TV in the corner almost gave it a homey feel... if it wasn't so creepy. A sound at the top of the stairs forced Finn to spin around so quickly, he thought he might collapse again, taking a moment to gather his thoughts before trying to figure out who was speaking to him.

'Who's there?' Finn asked, fists clenched at his sides

'Don't worry Finny boy, we're not going to hurt you... You're just the bait,' Jesse said, stepping out of the darkness

'Bait for what?' Finn asked, a pretty good idea of where he was going with this

'For Kurt... that step-brother of yours... fell for the whole thing... You didn't honestly think you'd get out of this clean did you Finn? Once Kurt realises you're missing, he'll come looking for you... right where we want him. We're going to teach him a lesson...'

'How can you teach him a lesson if all you do is sexually assault him, and then bash him for being gay? Isn't that what you are? Aren't you dating Sebastian?' Finn said, but Jesse just smirked, and walked back up the stairs, slamming and locking the basement door.

Well, at least I know where I am... I'm still in Lima, which is good. I know Jesse's house is two blocks from McKinley, which means that... it's five from my house... I wonder if is still have my... ha-ha, phone Finn thought, doing a little celebratory dance, before remembering that Jesse doesn't know he has his phone, and moves to the far corner of the room.

To: Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson

Need help. Jesse's house... Trap for Kurt... Bring backup.

From: Finn Hudson-Hummel

Now to just wait till it... No reception? Damn you St. James... Damn you to hell... Finn said, kicking his school bag, sending it flying across the room. Well, as long as he's here, he may as well find out what their plan is...

Okay, so in hindsight, punching Wes probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, or the most sensible, and it certainly wasn't in the "ways of coping with depression" manual Dr. Paul had given him. Kurt had been minding his own business, walking with Blaine to class, when Wes did something stupid, sneaking up behind Kurt, and tapping his shoulder, making the counter-tenor swing his fist, hitting him in the nose. Blaine had laughed, and the other students who were in the hall at the time looked scared and shocked by Kurt's sudden outburst, when the boy is widely known for being nice and helpful... but a bitch when he has to be. Kurt didn't drop his fist, until he was safely in the French classroom with Blaine, the opportune time for Kurt to release some choice swear-words in French. Nick and Jeff were sitting at their table with them, talking quietly about something on Jeff's phone, when the teacher, Madame Bouvier, entered the classroom, announcing in fluent French that there was a pop quiz, to which Kurt lowered his head to the desk, and banged it lightly, earning slight chuckles from his friends and boyfriend...

Kurt stopped banging his head against the table, when he felt Blaine's hand on his arm. He looked up quickly, also noticing that he didn't flinch at his boyfriend's touch, and shot Blaine a slight smile, which turned to a pout as the teacher placed a large wad of paper in front of them, telling them to begin... and that this quiz counts as half their final grade. Blaine had to hold back a chuckle when Jeff practically threw his phone to the floor in order to get started... the silence in the room was deafening to Kurt... he didn't like silence... that's dangerous. Noise is the foundation to every activity, whether or not it's school work, or waiting in a hospital... of course, the silence was broken a few minutes later when, Artie, Rachel and Sugar burst into the classroom, followed by Wes (who was glaring at Kurt and Blaine), and David, who looked rather annoyed that ND members were in their school. Kurt didn't look up, already sensing the devil's (Rachel) presence, not needing to acknowledge her. It might make her leave if no one pays attention... which is stupid, because now the whole classroom is looking at her... Kurt sighed, leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, quirking an eyebrow at Rachel.

'What could possibly be so important that you have to spread your disease all through Dalton?' Kurt asked, smirking at the expression on Rachel's face

'Finn's missing. He's been missing for two weeks, and we're really worried about him. We can't get through to him on his cell, and Carole and Burt are freaking out...'

'So you came here for? I don't know anything more than you do... maybe, he left the country to get as far away from you as he possibly could. I don't know, and to be honest Rachel, I don't really care. You fuck me around; I'm going to fuck you around. I already punched one person in the face this morning, don't make it two...' Kurt said, no emotion filling his voice

'Kurt, he loves you. He's still your brother... please; you have my number... if you hear anything...' Rachel asked, looking at Kurt, who simply nodded

'Just because I'm helping you Rachel, does not mean I forgive any of you...' Kurt said, as the three ND members left the classroom, Rachel turning back once and nodding, before running to catch up with the others...

The room was thrown into silence again, Kurt gripping Blaine's free hand tightly... even though he put on the defensive with Rachel, he is honestly worried about his step-brother... he could be anywhere... Jesse or Karofsky could have snapped and taken him or something... Stop worrying about this now Kurt... focus on this, and then your movie night with the Warblers and Troubletones... he said to himself, taking a deep breath, and returning to the quiz in front of him...

The date on Finn's computer told him it was almost the end of April. Just under two months until Final's and Nationals. He'd tried sending emails and texts to people, but the signals were blocked, and the only thing he could do, was his schoolwork, which was practically done... he'd done more homework in the two weeks he's been here than he has in probably his whole life... I wonder if Rachel is looking for me. The thought popped into his head before he could stop it. He'd only found out two days ago, that Sebastian and Jesse really are dating and that Dave Karofsky has a boyfriend, in some town, somewhere important... Finn couldn't really care... he was so used to his step-brother and Blaine's incessant making out, that when Jesse and Sebastian did it in front of him, he'd just shrug and go back to reading whatever he was at that point. Poor Kurt... I finally know what he was talking about when he said he'd been trapped with no escape, bound and forced... Finn shuddered at the memories of all the session's he'd attended with Kurt over the past two months. Ever since Sectional's, all he's wanted to do, is be back in his step-brother's life, and now that Jesse St. Fuckhead has gone and stuffed everything up, he isn't sure whether or not Kurt can ever forgive him.

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Of course, being held here is good in some ways. He's discovered that Sebastian has a thing for Kurt, and that he's completely deranged and has that whole 'if I can't have Kurt, no one can' thing about him. He'd almost be worried for Blaine, if the tenor hadn't punched him in the face on their last meeting before all of this happened. He's still a little confused as to why Jesse stays with someone who is obviously obsessed with another, but hasn't worked up the courage to ask yet. He's already been punched in the face twice for insulting Karofsky, and he doesn't really want the footballer giving him anymore trouble than is needed. Also, during one of their "private-but-not-so-private-to-Finn" conversations, he'd discovered that Jesse had blackmailed the jail into letting them out on Parole after only three months in the slammer. If Jesse was smart, he'd have known I've been recording all of his conversations with the other two, and saving them in a hidden file... hehehehe... Finn: One, Jesse: None he thought, smiling to himself, and turning the page in the history book he'd found in his school bag... along with the five dollars, two rulers, an old t-shirt and a note from Rachel, on the day he was kidnapped. Through the silence, and surprisingly to Finn, his phone vibrated with about twenty texts, each from different people, but the one that stood out the most, were the ones from Kurt and Blaine...

To: Finn Hudson-Hummel

Hey, it's Kurt. I know we're not talking right now, and I stand by that, but everyone in ND is freaking out, they can't find you, and to be honest, I'm a little worried myself. Call me Finn.

From: Kurt Hummel

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He had to smile. Knowing that his brother cared enough about him to be worried about his safety, almost made him think that this whole thing was worth it, until he remembered what they wanted Kurt for... he decided to read Blaine's text, preparing himself for an onslaught of cuss words, and berations. What he got, was a whole different story...

To: Finn Hudson-Hummel

Finn, its Blaine. We've called the police and they're starting a search party. We don't know if this has anything to do with Jesse and Karofsky, but the police do... new evidence that an officer was blackmailed into letting them go has come up, and they're investigating all possible angles. Hang tight wherever you are... Kurt's practically frantic... he tried to do something stupid today but... well he's fine... for now. Don't texts back in case you get caught, and delete this after you've read it? Don't go anywhere... you'll be found... Blaine

From: Blaine Anderson

Well, at least the police know about it now... something is being done... stupid Kurt... he's probably blaming himself... Why did this have to happen? Finn thought to himself, deleting all texts, and returning his phone to its hiding place.

'You know, I'd keep that in your bag if I were you. Jesse is really good at finding things,' a small girl, with light brown hair said from the bottom step

'Do I know you?'

'I'm Carella, Jesse's sister. I know what he did to your step-brother, and I know what he's going to do if he sees him again... I can't help you get out, but I can help you whilst you're here. Just, don't keep your phone there... the password to the internet is killkurthummel one word, no capitals... It's nice to put a face to a name Finn,' Carella said, turning and running back upstairs...

'Psycho family...' Finn said to himself, following the young girl's advice...

The common room was loud... So loud, that Wes had to yell to get everyone to shut up. The Warblers and Troubletones were on one side of the room, and ND was on the other, each having harsh words against one another. Kurt was in the middle, head in his hands, bandages around his right wrist, snuggled in Blaine's arms, as his boyfriend softly ran his fingers through his hair. Kurt shouldn't have to deal with this. he shouldn't have to help these people who hurt him so badly, when he needed their help the most. Rachel was pacing the floor, reeling off different suggestions to an annoyed Wes and David, both of whom look as though they'd rather punch the girl, than work with her. Kurt knew it was stupid to offer to help them, but if he's being honest, he misses his brother, almost as much as he misses himself. Brittany takes a seat on the other side of Kurt, Santana joining her. Blaine smiles weakly at the two girls, who smile back, before turning to glare at Rachel and Mercedes, who have made themselves comfortable in Sanchez house common room.

The police hadn't been notified yet, as they didn't have any proof that Finn had been taken, and even though he's been missing close to two weeks, they can't convict or protect, without evidence that will lock them all away. Kurt is shaking, Blaine can feel it. Dr. Paul told him to keep Kurt calm, and comfortable, and try not to let anything else get to him. Rachel and Mercedes were now arguing with Puck and Sam, who were standing, fists clenched by their sides, waiting to attack. Kurt knew it was stupid, he knew he should have gone with Blaine, but he wasn't thinking straight, he just needed to make the pain go away. The boy was up and out of the room, before anyone could blink. Mercedes watched after her former friend as Blaine, Brittany, Quinn, Santana and Sam ran after him.

'Where would he go?' Britt asked, as they headed towards the dorm room

'Either the room, or...' Blaine's speech was cut off by a loud cry behind a classroom door, and then the sound of breaking and smashing

'Kurtie, are you alright?' Brittany asked, slowly entering the room, to find her friend on the floor, head in his hands, crying

'This is their entire fault. Why couldn't they just leave me alone? Why did Finn have to be so stupid... w-what did I do to d-d-deserve this? Look at me... I'm feral, and ugly, and I don't know how any of you can bear to look at me this way... this is their entire fault... ND and them. I don't want to feel this way anymore... I just want it all to stop...'

'What Kurt? What do you want to stop?' Blaine asked, fearing the answer

Kurt looked up at them, eyes red, clutching his midriff. Blaine had never seen his boyfriend so broken, and when Kurt muttered the one word he didn't want to hear, he knew it was too late to do anything. They had to find Finn, and make this right...

'Life...' Kurt muttered.

...

Brittany gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, and collapsing into Santana's waiting embrace. Sam looked terrified, as did Quinn, but Blaine was more worried about Kurt than anyone else. He walked forward slowly, extending his hands to show Kurt he means no harm and just wants to be there for him. he's right though... this is everyone's fault... ND's for not seeing it, or believing it... theirs for attacking him... Finn's for... being Finn and Burt's... this whole thing started with Burt... he's the reason Kurt has depression and tried to kill himself... Blaine thought as he clutched onto his boyfriend's figure, letting the sobs drench his blazer and not caring about school policy, or what Wes would say, or anything else. Santana was caught between glaring at Kurt, and showing him sympathy, which Blaine couldn't blame her for. He did make Britt cry, which isn't the easiest thing...well... anyway... Sam and Quinn had left the room, probably to deal with ND. If Blaine had his way, he'd pick Kurt up and carry him back to their room, and make sweet love to him until he understand that they're not going anywhere...

Moments later, Wes, David, Nick, Jeff and Rachel appeared in the room. Obviously, the Warblers had come to stop Rachel, but she hadn't listened to them. Kurt didn't bother to acknowledge any of them as Blaine helped him up to his feet, the counter-tenor just going to hug Britt before mumbling sorry, and taking Blaine's hand and walking with him past Rachel and the Warblers and out of the classroom. Wes turned to glare at Rachel, who was caught between anger, tears, and an emotion Wes couldn't quite point out on the short girls face. David was talking to them about giving Klaine some peace, and having all those in the rooms next to Kurt and Blaine removed for the night. Wes agreed, and Nick and Jeff turned to show Rachel out, whilst Santana, Brittany, Sam and Quinn filled Puckerman in on what had happened.

Finn woke to the sound of someone crying. Slowly, he opened his eyes, giving them a moment to adjust before looking around. The room looked the same, except there were two more people there with him. He hadn't been expecting Jesse to go to these lengths to get Kurt here, in fact, if he thought about it, the boy didn't seem to like his step-brother much, where Sebastian seemed infatuated with Kurt. Jealousy? Finn thought, as his eyes adjusted, and he caught sight of the figures. Upstairs, he could hear people talking loudly, cheering almost as if they'd won a prize. Carella hadn't been back to see him since giving him advice about his phone's hiding place, which was shocking, considering she was formulating a plan to get him out, and now she was stuck with two other... Finn fell off his bed, waking the two sleeping. He fell to his knees, silent tears falling down his face... how could he do something like this? How could... I just... this is... oh shit; I know how he gets when he's woken up... Finn thought as Blaine sat up, rubbing his eyes.

'Hey Finn, nice to see you... Glad you're not dead... Kurt's gonna be if we ever get out of here,' he said, poking his sleeping boyfriend, who sat up with a start

'Finn... oh it's wonderful to see you... I was so worried... I had to do something...'

'Get yourselves trapped down here with Psycho Jesse, Sebastian and Karofsky? Are you fucking kidding me Kurt?'

'I'm the one they want. You can thank ND, it was there idea. Now, where's the food?' Kurt said.

Yep... Kurt's officially lost it... Finn thought, sighing.

A/N: Thanks for reading. Let me know what you think. Also, the poll is now closed, as you can probably tell, The Troubletones won out. Thanks to all of you who voted. JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.