A/N: I admit I'm not particularly proud of this next chapter. It's kind of stupid, but it ends well...for now.


"What the hell are you doing here?" Kurt jumped out of the car and grabbed Blaine, pushing him up against the garage door. The club looked on in shock.

"Kurt, what are you doing?" Tina put a hand on the brunet's arm and Kurt released Blaine, who looked scandalized. "What happened?"

Kurt closed his eyes and shook his head. "This is only a dream. He's not really here," he muttered to himself.

"Baby, are you okay?" Sebastian asked, putting an arm on his shoulder.

"Why is he calling you 'baby'?" Artie asked, eyes narrowing behind his glasses.

"Sebastian's my boyfriend," Kurt replied, his eyes still shut.

"I thought I was your boyfriend," Blaine's voice said.

"You were until you cheated on me and nearly killed Jeff!" Kurt snapped; he opened his eyes to see Blaine trying to touch him, but Sebastian pulled him back.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Kurt. What's wrong with Jeff? Is he okay?" Blaine put on an innocent face, but Kurt could see the conniving twinkle in his eyes.

"Dolphin, are you okay?" Brittany embraced him.

"Blaine came to New York and told me he cheated on me, but instead of leaving, he kept stalking me and manipulated Nick into trying to kill Sebastian, but Nick missed and shot Jeff," Kurt explained, still breathing heavily.

"Blaine never left here," Marley piped up. "He's been with us the whole time."

"No, no, no, wait, let me call Nick and Jeff." Kurt pulled out his phone and speed-dialed Nick. "Nick?"

"Hey, Kurt, what's up?"

"Jeff's with you, right? He's still in the wheelchair?"

"Well, yeah, what's wrong? You sound freaked, dude." Nick's tone became concerned.

"Get Jeff and bring him over to my house. Now," Kurt rushed out. "Ignore Hunter and the Warblers and just get over here. Please!"

"Okay, we'll be right over," Nick promised.

"You'll all see. Jeff, you know, the tall blond Warbler, he's in a wheelchair because Nick accidentally shot him under Blaine's influence," Kurt said, his words jumbling together in his anxiety.

"Kurt, I think you need to lie down. You're talking crazy," Sam said, leading Kurt into the house.

"Oh, Sam, he got you too," Kurt groaned, breaking away from the blond boy. "We're going to wait out here until Niff gets here, and then I can prove to all of you that Blaine is fucking nuts."

"Kurt, honey, breathe, okay? Take a deep breath," Sebastian whispered. "I believe you, seeing as how I was with you the whole time. Take a few deep breaths."

"I'm calmer now," Kurt squeaked a few minutes later. "Is Blaine still here? We need to make sure he doesn't get away."

"He's with Marley and Ryder," Sebastian said.

"Who's Ryder?" Kurt looked up at his boyfriend.

"He's the one who looks like a younger Finn."

"Mmm," Kurt mumbled.


"Hey, Kurt!" Two voices called out about ten minutes later. Up the driveway came Nick and Jeff; Nick was pushing the wheelchair.

"See! I told you all, Jeff's in a wheelchair!" Kurt said triumphantly. "Now, guys, before I completely lose my mind, I need you to tell everyone how Jeff got in the wheelchair."

"Kurt, I—" Nick started to say.

"Just do it, Nick. Please?" Kurt fanned himself with a hand. "Blaine made them all think he's been here the whole time while we know the truth," he added in an undertone.

"Nick? What are you doing here?" Blaine asked, stepping away from the group.

"Everybody, New Directions, for those of you who don't know us, I'm Nick Duval and this is my boyfriend Jeff Sterling. We're Warblers, your competition, but we're not here to cause trouble. Kurt wanted us to come over," Nick said.

"Hey, wait, you're that guy who was working at the Lima Bean," a blonde girl in a Cheerios uniform said to Kurt.

"Yes, and you're the pre-preggo Quinn Fabray wannabe who told me that your iced coffee was too cold. I didn't tell you this then, but I can now. Shut up," Kurt retorted. Everyone looked at Kurt in surprise, knowing that he rarely snapped at anyone.

"I'll start from the beginning: Nick and I had gone AWOL on the Warblers to go visit Sebastian in New York. Kurt was the one who answered his dorm door; it was then that Kurt told us that he and Seb had gotten together, so we went out that night and Kurt informed us about Blaine and his wrongdoings…"

"Nick, Jeff, don't you…" Blaine started to stand up, but Ryder shushed him.

"It was stuff like Blaine being a stalker, threatening Kurt and Seb, and shit like that. Blaine came in then and tried to kidnap Kurt; he left, but came back later and asked me if I'd want to get rid of Sebastian because he had slept with Jeff while our relationship was on hiatus. I didn't want to, but he forced me to. He gave me a gun and told me to shoot Sebastian, and I pulled the trigger, but Seb had ducked and I hit Jeff in the spine…" Nick was tearing up again. Jeff rubbed his arm soothingly.

"You two…"

"I woke up in the hospital and Nick was by my side," Jeff continued, overlapping Blaine's threats. "The doctor said I may never be able to walk again, which means I can't dance. I love dancing, it's my escape from the world," Jeff whispered. "Anyway, Kurt signed the discharge papers and we took the train back here. Kurt and Seb dropped us off at Dalton earlier."

"You know, Blaine wasn't in Glee club yesterday or on Friday," Wade spoke up.

"She's right. He has been gone. It's just none of us noticed," Tina quipped. The club turned to Blaine with dirty looks and glares. Blaine grinned and backed away.

"Guys, don't do something you'll regret," he said with one of his charming smiles.

"I don't think we're going to regret this," Artie said, cracking his knuckles. Sam and Ryder grabbed Blaine by the upper arms and dragged him into the street.

"You'll regret this, Kurt!" he yelled.

"No, I won't," Kurt said calmly. He looked over at Sebastian and pulled him in for a kiss.

"You'll both rue this day!" Blaine screamed.

"Sure we will," Kurt and Sebastian called back in unison.

"You want to join them?"

"Nah, they'll do the job," Kurt shrugged.

"I love you."

"Love you too."