Gone and Back Again

by RunWonderlandRun

Ianto felt a cold sensation coming from his wrist. He looked down and saw the artifact was touching his skin.

13. Chapter 10

A/N-This chapter fought me like you have no idea. That, and I had a TON of homework and studying to do so it took me a little longer to get this chapter up. Sorry about that. I don't much like the ending but I've tried re-writing it for like, 3 days so…better to just let it go. I like it for the most part. After this, there will only be the epilogue left.

Gone and Back Again Chapter 10

I love you, Ianto. I love you.

Chocking Kurt woke up, limbs flailing. Someone was trying to hold him down.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"Kurt it's me! It's me, Blaine!"

Going still Kurt opened his eyes, "B-Blaine?"

"Yea," his boyfriend grinned at him, "it's me Kurt. You're ok."

Kurt lunged himself at Blaine and started to cry.

"He-he-he was going to use that thing! He was going to put-put me in the mind-probe!"

Blaine held onto the other boy hands rubbing circles on Kurt's back.

"You're ok Kurt, you're ok."

"Did-I mean-did he go through with it?" Kurt looked horrified, "did he-was I?"

Even though Blaine didn't see Jack use whatever machine Kurt was talking about, he's pretty sure that it was used on his boyfriend. Blaine wondered if the reason Kurt didn't remember was of whatever John gave him. Or maybe it's because Kurt suffered some seizures.

"I don't think so," Blaine lied, "the others took you away," he tried to think of something, "you fainted I think. I-I don't know they wouldn't tell me anything."

Kurt sighed and buried his head in Blaine's neck.

"I was so scared, Blaine," he sniffled, "I was terrified. I thought," Kurt let out a sob, "I thought I was going to lose you like I lost her."

Blaine knew that Kurt was talking about Lisa. Or rather, Ianto's memories were talking about Lisa. He hugged Kurt tighter.

"Hey I'm ok," smiling Blaine kissed Kurt's check, "they didn't do anything to me."

"They didn't?" Kurt didn't sound convinced. Blaine couldn't blame him, "they didn't do anything to you?"

"Not a thing."

Kurt's shoulders sagged, "Good."

They spend a good twenty minutes just holding each other. Occasionally Kurt wriggled out of Blaine's embrace to look at his face, touch his arms and chest to make sure he was ok. Other times Blaine would frantically touch Kurt's head, almost as if he was expecting to find something. A little after 7 in the morning, someone knocked on the door. Kurt tried to push Blaine behind him but his boyfriend wouldn't allow it.

"It's Gwen," she opened the door and smiled at them, "I brought you guys some food."

Kurt refused to meet her eyes. Blaine nodded and took the bags from Gwen. When she reached the door Gwen hesitated and looked at Kurt. She started to take a step forward but Blaine shook his head. Nodding Gwen left.

"Are you hungry?" Blaine asked, "You haven't eaten in a long time."

Shrugging Kurt lied back down, "I'm not hungry."

"Please Kurt," Blaine opened up a box and pulled out a sandwich, "please. You haven't eaten anything," he pulled Kurt close, "at least try to eat some of it. For me?"

Kurt chuckled, "Fine," he sat up and smacked his lips together, "Huh God…my mouth feels gross," he sniffed, "I want a shower so badly."

Blaine swallowed his bite of food before speaking, "Yea, me too," he lowered his sandwich, "maybe…maybe they're going to let us go soon."

Picking at his sandwich Kurt sighed, "I don't think so," he scowled, "these people are insane."

"But," Blaine scooted closer, "I mean-why are they going to keep us here? We-we don't know anything," his voice shook a little, "we proved that we don't know anything."

"I want to go home," Kurt cried, "I just-I want to go home, Blaine." He turned to his boyfriend and grabbed his hand, "I want-I want us to go to the Lima Bean and go on a date and, and," Kurt shuddered, "I want to see Mercedes, and Tina, and Brittany," he laughed a little, "I even want to see Rachel again."

Blaine grinned and ran a hand down Kurt's cheek.

"I know," he licked his lips, "I want to see my friends too. And my parents-"

"Oh my God," Kurt's jaw dropped, "Oh my God, Blaine!" he gave out a cry, "my Dad! Carol, Finn!" Blaine blinked up at him, "what if my Dad had another heart attack? What if he's sick? What if-"Kurt pulled his hair, "no, no, he can't handle stress he's not ready-"

"Kurt, Kurt," Blaine stood up and grabbed his boyfriend's shoulder, "Look at me," he turned Kurt's head and looked into his eyes, "your father is strong-just like you. I'm sure he's fine."

"What if he's not? What if he's in the hospital and-and-"

Someone knocked on the door. Both Kurt and Blaine froze.

"Hello boys," John entered the room and looked at the food on the bed, "have you finished eating?"

"We are, yea."

Frowning John entered the room and picked up the food boxes.

"You don't want to finish your sandwich?"

Kurt didn't look at him, "I'm not hungry."

"Fair enough," John rolled his shoulders, "we need you guys to come out here."

"W-why?"

John clicked his tongue, "We just need you out here."

That said John left. Blaine and Kurt turned towards each other, their eyes wide. Blaine grabbed his boyfriend's hand.

"Together, right?"

"Together," Kurt repeated, gripping Blaine's hand hard. Taking a deep breath, Kurt led them out of the break room. John and Gwen were waiting a few feet away.

"Follow us, please."

Nervous Blaine and Kurt followed them to the medical bay. When they entered the bay Jack appeared. Gasping Kurt took a few steps back, pulling Blaine with him. Jack looked at them and motioned for them to take a seat. Blaine took the first step forward. Kurt remained frozen, eyes stuck on Jack.

"Come on Kurt," Blaine gently tugged his boyfriend's hand, "it's ok. I'm here Kurt, I'm here."

Whimpering Kurt clung to Blaine. They sat down on a stretcher.

"Blaine, Kurt," Jack said, "we're going to let you go."

"You are?" Blaine laughed, "Really? We get to home?" he looked at Kurt, "did you hear that Kurt? We're going home!"

Kurt blinked at Jack, "You're-you're going to let us go?"

"I am," Jack cocked his head, "but not before you boys drink this."

On a silver tray were two small glasses filled with a clear liquid.

"Retcon," Kurt whispered his voice scratchy and deep. Jack's lips twitched.

"Yes-retcon."

Blaine stared at the glasses, "What's retcon?"

"Alright," John stepped up next to Jack and clapped his hands, "here's the deal. We know that you boys aren't a threat to Torchwood," Blaine scowled and Kurt flinched, "so there is no reason for you to be here. However, we can't send you out into the world knowing that Torchwood exists."

"I don't understand what you're trying to say."

Jack opened his mouth but Kurt beat him to it,

"They're going to erase our memories."

"Erase-"Blaine felt lightheaded, "Kurt they can't do that," he laughed and looked around at the people surrounding them, "you can't do that?" Blaine swallowed, "right?"

"We can and we will," Jack said, "I can't allow two teenage boys to leave here knowing about Torchwood."

"I don't," Blaine tightened his hold on Kurt, "It's not like we're going to tell anybody. Nobody would believe us, I don't-I don't understand why you have to give that to us."

Jack put the tray down and walked closer to them. Immediately Kurt jumped up from his seat and stood in front of Blaine.

"Tell me something Blaine," Jack gently laid a hand on Kurt's shoulder. Blaine's breath hitched and Kurt flailed until Jack let go, "do you want to remember what happened here?"

Blaine grabbed hold of Kurt and sat him down on his lap.

"No-no I don't want to remember any of this I just," Kurt rubbed Blaine's neck, "I just want to go home."

Jack lifted a glass, "If you drink this, you won't remember anything," he looked Blaine right in the eye, "you won't remember my team, you won't' remember Torchwood," he smirked, "you won't remember me."

"I won't remember anything?" Blaine whispered, "Nothing at all? Not being kidnapped or," he winced, "or anything that came afterwards?"

"Nothing-you won't remember a thing as long you both shall live."

Jack paused and turned to Kurt with a sad expression on his face. His hands twitched.

"You'll always have his memories."

Kurt didn't look at Jack.

"There's nothing I can do about that," Jack fingered the glass, "but I can least save you from this memory. I can save you from what I did if only once," he presented the retcon to Kurt, "what do you say?"

Hand trembling Kurt took the glass from Jack's hand, careful not to touch the other man.

"Kurt," Blaine said, "what are you doing?" his boyfriend didn't respond. Kurt just stared at the liquid inside the glass.

"After you drink the retcon," Jack continued, "we'll take you both to a hospital. I'll call the cops from there and they can contact your families."

"We won't remember?" Blaine was having a hard time believing that, "for the rest of our life we won't remember anything?"

"That's the way it usually works, yes."

"Blaine," Kurt whispered, "I want to go home." Kurt lowered his head, "I just want to go home."

Biting his lip Blain nuzzled Kurt's back.

"No memories?" he said, "no memories, no nightmares, no anything?"

"You might have nightmares," Jack shrugged, "they won't be about Torchwood though," he stared at Blaine, "you have my word."

Taking a deep breath Blaine closed his eyes. He really didn't want to drink that liquid. It could be a trap. That drink could be a type of poison that could kill them or paralyze them. Maybe Jack and his team would keep him and Kurt in the cells until they died.

"How can I trust you?" Blaine growled, "After everything you did how can we trust you?"

Jack grinned, "You want to get out of here don't you?" he held the glass up to Blaine, "drink it."

"Blaine," his boyfriend's eyes were dark when he looked at him, "trust me."

That said Kurt tipped the drink into his mouth and swallowed.

"Oh my God," Blaine watched as Kurt's eyes fluttered close, "what's happening?"

"This retcon puts you to sleep almost instantly," Jack said, "he's fine. His memories of Torchwood are being erased as we speak," he looked at the glass in Blaine's hand, "the sooner you drink it, the sooner you'll be back at home."

Trembling Blaine looked at Kurt and then his drink. He didn't trust Jack. He didn't trust the people that worked for Jack. He didn't know if this retcon thing would work or not. He didn't know much of anything.

Trust me

Closing his eyes Blaine drank the retcon. Two seconds later his body slumped forward. The last thing he heard was Jack saying,

"Everything is going to be ok, Ianto."

And then Blaine's world went black.

()()()()()()()

When Blaine dropped his glass Jack shot forward and grabbed Kurt before he could hit the floor. Ben caught Blaine.

"So," John crossed his arms, "what's the plan then? Do we call the police first or do we just show up at the hospital?"

Jack smiled down at Kurt, "Call Andy-tell him to meet us at the hospital," he frowned, "don't tell him why though."

"Alright," John cocked his head, "are you sure they won't remember anything?"

"Positive."

Arwen stepped forward, "Do you want me to take him or-?"

Jack shook his head, "No-I want you to check the rift manipulator," he nodded at Ben, "after you put Blaine in the SVU, I want you to help Arwen," Jack turned around, "I'll be back later."

"Jack," Gwen walked by his side, "can I-can I go with you?"

"Shouldn't you be with Rhys?"

Gwen glared at him, "I told him I needed to be here-that this would be the last day anyways."

"Did you tell him about Ianto?"

She shook her head, "I told him it had to do with Ianto but I didn't specify," Gwen sighed, "Rhys still misses him." Trembling Gwen reached out and pushed Kurt's hair back.

"He's-he's going to be happy, right?"

Jack nodded, "I'll make sure of it."

By the time Jack arrived at the SVU, Blaine was already strapped in the back. Jack carefully placed Kurt next to his boyfriend. Before he shut the door Jack took a piece of jewelry out of his coat pocket.

"Is that a bracelet?" Gwen asked. Jack ignored her and clipped the bracelet around Kurt's wrist. It was a dull silver color with a black gem stone in the middle. He had gotten it when he'd been traveling with the doctor. The bracelet had been a gift from Rose.

"It's very beautiful," Gwen touched it, "where did you get it?"

"A human colony in the future," Jack answered. He picked up Kurt's hand and placed a kiss on the younger boy's palm, "A friend gave it to me."

"Oh." Gwen stepped forward, "Bye Ianto," she twisted her hands behind her back, "I hope you have a good life."

Jack grabbed her shoulder and gently pulled her back.

"I need to go meet Andy," Jack closed the car door, "I'll be back in a couple of hours. Call me if there's an emergency."

Gwen nodded and looked on as Jack climbed into the driver's seat and drove off. When the SUV disappeared from sight Gwen closed the garage door and went back into the hub.

()()()()()()()

The hospital was twenty minutes away from the hub but Jack arrived in ten minutes. There was no doubt in his mind that Detective Swanson would be calling him later on in the day to give him a talking to but Jack didn't really care. When he arrived at the hospital Andy was waiting outside.

"There you are," he walked up to the SVU, "what's going on this time then?"

Jack got out of the car and walked to the passenger side.

"No doubt you heard about those two boys that were kidnapped."

Andy blinked and then groaned, "Oh God," he looked up at the sky, "It had something to do with your spooky do's didn't it?"

"In a manner of speaking, yes," Jack opened the car, "mind helping me?"

Hesitantly Andy stepped forward and unbuckled Blaine before lifting him up.

"You've got the other on then?"

Jack reached inside the car to get Kurt.

"I'll call the station after we drop them off," Andy sighed, "hope you guys have a cover story ready," he paused, "you going to stick around until the parents come?"

Jack looked down at Kurt, "Yes," he muttered, "yes I think I will."

"Good news that," they entered the hospital, "Mr. Hummel's been driving us crazy."

That got Jack's attention, "Really?"

"Oh yea," Andy motioned to a nurse, "ever since he arrived from the states he's been coming to the station every day, yelling at us to do something. He's been going around the city with a picture of his kid, asking people if they'd seen him. Put up a bunch of fliers too."

"Did he," Jack's grip on Kurt stiffened, "You know I won't be able to say anything."

"But you have a cover story, don't you?"

Jack saw two stretchers coming towards them, "Not this time."

()()()()()()()

Four days-It had been four days since Burt arrived in Wales. Four days since his son had been kidnapped along with Blaine. Four days and Burt was slowly going insane.

"Burt," Carole touched his shoulder, "I made you some breakfast."

"I'm not hungry."

"Honey," she sat down next to him, "you haven't eaten much these past couple of days," Carole's voice was shaking, "please eat something Burt-please."

"I can't," Burt rubbed his eyes, "I just-I need to find him, Carole."

"And we will," Carole said, "but you need to eat, Burt," she tried to smile, "you'll need it for when we go out to put up those fliers."

Burt stood up and ran a hand over his head, "Nobody in this goddamn city has seen him," he growled, "the police have no clue and-"he looked to his left and right, "yesterday when I went out, a woman told me something."

"What?"

"She told me that-that people go missing in Cardiff all the time."

Carole face paled, "Honey people go missing all the time in-in any country and in any city," she touched his hand, "come on-we'll go down and eat before we go back out ok?"

The phone rang. Burt launched himself at the device,

"Hello?"

"Good morning," a woman said, "I'm looking for Mr. Anderson and Mr. Hummel please."

Burt started quaking, "I'm Mr. Hummel."

"Mr. Hummel this is Dr. Kass from St. David Hospital. I'm calling to tell you that your son and Blaine Anderson have been brought here."

Laughing Burt fell to his knees, "Are-really? He's-they're at the hospital? My son is-he's ok? He's alive?"

"Yes sir. An officer and the man who brought them here are waiting for you and Blaine's parents to arrive."

"We'll be right there." Hanging up the phone Burt stood up and hugged Carole, tears streaming down his face,

"They found him, Carole! They found my son! They found him and Blaine," he gasped, "they're-they're at St. David."

Carole stated to cry, "Oh God Burt-"her eyes widen, "I'll get Finn. You go, go and get Philip and Maria," she kissed Burt's cheek before running out of the room, shouting for Finn. Stumbling Burt ran down the stairs, calling out,

"Phillip! Phillip!"

Mr. Anderson came running from the kitchen,

"What's wrong?"

"They-they found Kurt and Blaine," Burt panted, "they found him they," Burt's eyes started to sting, "they're at the hospital-St. David."

Maria appeared next to her husband, eyes wide.

"They found him? They found my son?"

Burt nodded. Phillip dug into his pocket,

"C-come o-n," he stuttered, "Let's go."

"Burt!" Finn came running down the stairs, a huge smile on his face, "is it true? Did they find him? Did they find Kurt and Blaine?"

"Yes," Burt felt as if his heart would explode, "they're at the hospital," Carole came down, "come on-we need to go."

They all piled into the car, with Burt and Philip in the front. Maria and Carole sat in the back crying and giggling. Finn was talking to somebody on the phone,

"Dude they found him! They found Kurt!"

Philip's hands were steady on the steering wheel but the man's lips were quivering. Burt's fingers were digging into his thighs. The closer they got to the hospital the more restless he became. It's not until they were parking that Burt realized that he had no idea about Kurt's condition. Yes he knew his son was safe in a hospital but the doctor never told him if something was wrong. What if his son had been beaten? What if Kurt had been shot or had broken bones or internal bleeding? As soon as Mr. Anderson had parked Burt ran out of the car and into the hospital.

"Excuse me," he panted, "I'm looking for my son, Kurt-Kurt Hummel."

The nurse blinked at him, "The kidnapped boy?"

"Yes."

"The doctor is examining him and his friend," she said.

"Can I see him?"

The nurse shook her head, "Not until the doctor is done, no."

Burt felt his stomach drop, "Is he ok? What's wrong with Kurt? How is he?"

"I don't know Sir," Blaine's parents came running in at that moment followed by Carole and Finn, "If you'd like I could take you to Captain Harkness and Officer Andy."

"Did they find him?"

"Captain Harkness did," the nurse frowned and mumbled something under her breath, "Do you want to talk to them?"

"Yes!" Philip cried, "yes please."

"Alright," the nurse turned around, "follow me."

She led them down a hallway and pointed to what looked to be a waiting room.

"They're in there," she smiled at them, "I'll come by when the doctors done with his examinations."

"Thank you."

Carole touched his arm, "Did she tell you anything about Kurt and Blaine?"

"No," he looked at Philip and Maria, "she just said that the doctor was looking them over. They didn't tell me anything more."

"Well," Maria sniffled, "maybe-maybe the man who found him can tell us something."

"Yea, yea ok."

Finn was the one to open the door. Inside the waiting room was Mr. Davidson. Burt had dealt with the policeman the past four days. The other man was wearing an army coat. Burt didn't recognize him but there was something familiar about him.

"So then what are you going to tell the family then?" Officer Andy said. The man shrugged,

"I'm not telling them anything. You know the rules Andy," the man sat down, "the boys are safe anyways."

Andy blew out a breath, "They're not going to like it," the officer glared at the man, "why are you here anyways?"

The man growled, "Because I want to be."

"Excuse me," Burt moved forward, "I'm Burt-Kurt's father," he looked at the man, "you found my son?"

The man looked him up and down before extending his hand, "Captain Jack Harkness," Jack stood up, "and yes I did find your son."

Before Burt could say anything Maria launched herself at the Captain,

"Thank you!" she hugged him, "thank you, thank you!"

The captain blinked once before smiling.

"Just doing my job."

Mr. Anderson carefully pried his wife away from the captain.

"Captain," Burt licked his lips, "where-where were they? Are they ok?" Burt clenched his fists, "Did-did you find the people that kidnapped them?"

"From what I can tell both Blaine and Ia-"the captain coughed, "Kurt are alright."

Burt waited for a few seconds but Jack didn't say anything more.

"What happened?"

"I can't tell you that."

That threw Burt off, "What do you mean you can't tell me?"

Jack looked down at him, "Mr. Hummel, I'm sorry to say that I can't tell you anything about this case."

"You can't-"Burt gritted his teeth, "my son was kidnapped and-and you can't tell me anything?"

"I told you that your son is fine, Mr. Hummel."

"Can you at least tell me if the bastards who kidnapped them are-"

"They've been dealt with."

"Excuse me," the nurse entered the room, "Mr. and Mrs. Anderson? Your son is starting to wake up."

Maria and Philip moved forward.

"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson," Jack came up to Blaine's parents, "I'd like to speak to your son."

Philip nodded, "Of course, of course. You can come with us."

"I want to talk to Blaine alone."

"Well, that's fine-"

"Right now."

Everyone stared at Jack. Andy closed his eyes and ran his hand down his face.

"Honestly," Andy looked at Jack, "can't you let them see their son first?"

"You know how this works Andy," Jack turned to the nurse grinning, "Emily-"

The nurse growled and crossed her arms, "You know I'm getting sick of you waltzing into our hospital and doing whatever the hell you want, Harkness!"

"Oh," Jack grabbed his chest, "you wound me." Burt felt as if someone had poured fire on him, "you know the rules beautiful," Jack took out something from his pocket and flashed it to the nurse, "I promise I won't be long."

The nurse threw her hands up, "Fine! Just hurry it up."

"Whoa," Finn spoke, "are-can he do that? I mean-dude," he turned to Jack, "Burt and my Mom and Blaine's parents have kind of been waiting for this you know? Can't you like, wait your turn or something?"

"Unfortunately no," Jack shrugged, "look at it this way. The sooner I talk to Blaine, the quicker his parents can see him."

With a salute Jack went off. Burt turned to Officer Andy, "He can't do this!"

"Actually," Andy hissed, "he sort of can."

"Can't you," Mr. Anderson shook, "report him to your superior or something? This-this has to be against the law!"

"Uh," Andy chuckled, "see that's the thing-Captain Harkness doesn't work for us."

"Is he like, in the military?" Finn asked.

"Course not," the nurse scoffed, "he's Torchwood."

Burt froze, "Torchwood?"

"Mhmm," Emily nodded, "this organization here in Cardiff-they deal with strange things."

Torchwood-the word resonated in Burt's head. He's heard that word before.

"So he doesn't work for the police?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"No," Andy shook his head, "Captain Harkness deals with things that," the officer smacked his lips, "well that we can't deal with."

"I haven't seen my son in days and," Philip growled, "and this man just-"Maria grabbed her husband's hand, "he can't do that!"

"That's what I've been telling him!" the nurse scowled, "nothing we can do though."

Burt let himself fall into one of the chairs. Torchwood-he's heard of it. Burt is sure he's heard of whatever that is but he can't remember.

"How long will he be with our son?"

"I honestly don't know, Mrs. Anderson." Emily bit her lip, "I'm sorry that I can't do anything more. I'll call you when he's done."

After the nurse left Philip sat next to Burt.

"I-I don't understand why they won't let us see our son's-they've been missing for days and now we can't-why is he doing this?"

Burt closed his eyes and didn't answer.

()()()()()()()

Jack was standing outside of Blaine's room looking in. Blaine was half awake at best, eyes searching for something. When the boy looked towards the window Jack went in.

"Blaine Anderson?"

"Wha?" blinking Blaine looked up at him, eyes somewhat crossed, "what?"

"How are you feeling?"

Blaine sat up and rubbed his eyes, "Where am I?"

"You're at the hospital."

Groaning Blaine turned his face and stared at Jack confused.

"Who are you?"

Jack grinned, "What do you remember?"

"…I was at home," Blaine said, "I was at home and…and I was with-" his mouth fell open and he let out a terrified cry, "someone-someone was there and-oh my God Kurt! My boyfriend, Kurt was there and-"

"It's alright," Jack placed a hand on Blaine's arm, "don't worry about it. Your boyfriend is ok. He's in another room, sleeping."

Blaine slumped into the bed, shivering.

"What-what happened? Why-are we in a hospital?"

"You are," Jack grabbed a nearby chair and sat down, "I brought you and your boyfriend here."

"Why?"

"I found you guys close to mermaid bay, unconscious."

Blaine shook his head, "Mermaid bay? What happened?"

"That's why I'm here," Jack flashed his badge before resting his elbows on his knees, "To ask if you remembered anything."

Blaine ran his hand over his hair, "I-not really no. I remember," He blushed, "I remember kissing Kurt and this weird noise but-"he sighed, "I can't remember anything else. I'm sorry."

Jack smirked, "Don't worry about," he ruffled the boys hair, "all that matters is that you and your boyfriend are safe, right?"

"Can I see him? Can I see Kurt?"

"Maybe later-he hasn't woken up yet," Jack stood up, "for now get some rest. You're parents will be here soon."

Before Jack left Blaine called out to him,

"Hey Mr.…Mr.-"

"Captain," Jack said, "Captain Harkness."

Blaine smiled at him, "Thank you," he whispered voice sincere and eyes soft, "for bringing us here."

"No problem," Jack said, "I'm just glad you're alright. I was worried about you."

()()()()()()

Burt was pacing. It had been fifteen minute since that jerk had gone up to speak to Blaine and he had yet to come back down.

"God," Philip squeezed his nose, "how long is he going to take?"

Torchwood. Burt kept thinking about that word. He's heard about it before but where?

"I just want to see my son," Maria said, "I just want to see Blaine."

"Jack will be done soon," Andy rubbed his hands together, "there's no need to worry."

"Of course we're worried!" Burt shouted, "our son's were kidnapped and now that we found them some-some special ops or whatever bastard waltzes in and-and-"

"Ok," Andy raised his hands up, "I get it, alright but there really is nothing that I can do."

"Seriously?" Finn asked, "I mean, he's a captain right? Couldn't you like go to his…I don't know General or something like that?"

"He's the boss of Torchwood."

There was that name again. Burt knew that name.

"Are they like the CIA?"

"…I guess?"

The name Torchwood kept going around in circles inside Burt's head. He stepped out of the waiting room in search for a nurse.

"I didn't know that kidnapping case was related to Torchwood."

Burt froze.

"Me neither," Emily said, "but Harkness said that he found them near Mermaid bay."

The other nurse let out a snort, "I believe that," there was a pause, "know what I think? I think that well…either someTHING kidnapped those boys or," the nurse's voice dropped. Burt plastered himself closer to the wall and strained to listen,

"Or Jack and his team kidnapped them."

Burt stopped breathing.

"Wouldn't be the first time they've done that," Emily responded, "do you remember, a couple of years ago, a man came in with a gunshot wound and Harkness came in, badge flashing and whisked him away?"

"Yes! I can't stand that man."

"I don't think anybody can," Emily paused, "don't know what Torchwood would want with a couple of teenage boys though."

Heart racing Burt showed himself.

"What do you mean?"

Emily and the other nurse blinked at him,

"Mr. Hummel-"

"What does Torchwood do? Why do you think that they would kidnap my son?"

"Nobody knows what Torchwood does," the nurse said, "we just know that they deal with…odd things."

Aggravated Burt rubbed his chest.

"Odd things?"

"Yea," The nurse kept talking, despite Emily's glare, "all we know is that when Harkness comes to our hospital it's usually bad news for that patient-last one he came to pick up went missing. Still hasn't been found. Not to mention that when something freaky happens, Torchwood is always there."

"Rina!"

"What room is my son in?" Emily opened her mouth to respond, "And don't tell me that I can't go see him! I don't care what that man said!"

Nodding Emily motioned towards the elevators, "Third floor room 346. The door will be on your right," she patted his shoulder, "I'll send up Blaine's parents in a couple of minutes. Be careful."

"Thanks."

Burt went into the elevator. He was shaking.

-last one he came to pick up went missing. Still hasn't been found.

Inside the elevator Burt closed his eyes. He had to remember. He's heard about Torchwood before but where? Where has he heard about Torchwood?

Death by Torchwood

Burt's eyes snapped opened.

Death by Torchwood.

Kurt's drawings. Kurt's drawings that were full of death and weird creatures and robots.

Death by Torchwood.

Oh God it existed-that thing his son talked about existed and a member of it was alone with either Blaine or his son; and Burt also realized why Captain Harkness had looked familiar. Kurt had drawn him before.

"Come on, come on."

As soon as the elevator opened Burt stepped outside and started looking for his son's room.

Please be ok, Kurt. Please be ok.

()()()()()()

The retcon had worked perfectly. Blaine had no memory of Jack or of Torchwood which meant that Kurt would likewise have no memories of anything that had happened. After Jack had left Blaine alone he went into Kurt's room.

"Hi," Jack whispered, "you look a bit better," he looked outside the door to make sure that nobody was around before sitting down next to the bed, "You're Dad is probably gonna be here in a couple of minutes," Jack laughed, "he looks like a good man," he brushed his hand over Kurt's arm, "I'm glad you have a very loving family. You deserve it."

Kurt's hand twitched but he didn't wake up.

"You're going to be really happy," Jack took one of Kurt's hands, "I'm going to make sure of that. I promise Ianto," casting one last look at the door Jack quickly kissed the back of Kurt's hand.

"Get away from my son!"

Before Jack could turn around Burt grabbed him by the neck and threw him on the floor.

"Why are you here? What do you want?"

Burt fell on him, fists flying. Jack grabbed the man's arms and pushed him off. He looked back at Kurt but the boy was still sleeping.

"Get out of here!"

"Mr. Hummel-"

"I want you to leave!" Burt tried to hit him again but Jack dodged him easily, "I don't want you anywhere near my son or Blaine!"

"I just wanted-"

"OUT!" Burt pushed him, "I want you gone! I don't want you near my son again! Not you and not," he snarled, "whoever or whatever your working with!"

Jack frowned, "Working for?"

"Torchwood," Burt grabbed Jack by the coat, "I don't know what you do and I don't care," he pushed Jack away, "I just want you out of here."

"Mr. Hummel-"Kurt's father punched him in the face.

"Burt!"

Someone pulled Burt away. Jack stood up and wiped the blood off his mouth.

"What is going on in here?"

A doctor stepped into the room and looked between Burt and Jack.

"You again" the doctor shook his head, "I think you should leave, Captain Harkness."

Jack's eyes moved to Kurt and then to Burt. Licking his bloody lips Jack nodded.

"I'll be back later."

"No you-"

"I will," Jack's eyes met Burt's, "I'll come back later to talk with him," he smiled at the doctor, "always a pleasure Dr. Kass."

With a wink Jack walked out and into an elevator. As soon as the doors closed he winced and touched his split lip. That punch had mildly hurt.

"Jeez."

Jack didn't think Burt saw him kiss Kurt's hand.

"I don't know what you do and I don't care!"

There is no doubt in Jack's mind that somebody-probably one of the nurses-told Burt about what tended to happened when he showed up at the hospital. It didn't matter, really. He'll just have to wait until Burt was gone.

()()()()()()

"Mr. Hummel," Dr. Kass touched his back, "are you ok?"

Burt was sitting on the ground, panting and sweaty.

"I," he coughed, "I don't want him anywhere near my son. I don't want him anywhere near Blaine either."

Dr. Kass nodded, "I'll try to do my part," she bit her lip, "but never mind that now. Are you sure you're alright, Mr. Hummel?"

"I'll be ok," Burt was breathing easier.

"You sure, Burt?"

Finn was standing on the side twisting his hands. Carole was kneeling beside him rubbing his back.

"Yea," Burt rolled his shoulders, "just-help me up please."

Both Finn and Carole helped him stand. Trembling Burt looked at his unconscious son.

"Oh Kurt."

His son looked pale and sick. There were bruises on his neck and on his arms. His eyes looked sunken in.

"Oh my boy," Burt stumbled forward, "what did they do to you? What did they do?"

"Dude," Finn sat down in a chair, "he doesn't look that good."

"Dr. Kass," Carole asked, "are you sure that Kurt is ok?"

"Well…he has no internal bleeding nor any broken bones," the doctor frowned, "it looks like he hit his head but that's about it."

Carole sighed and placed a hand over his chest.

"God he looks thinner," Burt ran his hand over Kurt's cheek. Dr. Kass checked one of the monitors, "why isn't he awake?"

"As I said Kurt seems to have suffered a head injury so he might sleep a little longer."

"He's not brain damaged or anything right?" Finn said eyes wide, "like, he'll still be Kurt and everything when he wakes up right?"

Dr. Kass smiled, "I think so yes."

Burt nodded. His hand moved down his son's arm, his eyes glued to the black and blue bruises littering his son's skin.

"Oh Kurt," he bent down and kissed his son's forehead, "I missed you so much…so, so much."

His son groaned but didn't wake up. Carole came up to run a hand through Kurt's hair,

"He's going to be ok Burt," she twined her hand with her husbands, "Kurt is strong.

"Just like his mom," Burt laughed, "just like Alicia." Burt sat down in a chair, "Everything is going to be ok now, Kurt. You're going to be ok."

()()()()()()()

The last time Blaine had been hugged this much was after he was beaten up at that Sadie Hawkins dance.

"Blaine, Blaine, Blaine," his mother kept muttering his name into his shoulder, "I'm so glad you're ok." Maria kissed her son's cheek, "we were so scared, Blaine. So scared."

"I'm ok, Mom." Blaine's father was at his right, holding his hand and staring down at the floor. "really I'm alright. Nothing hurts or anything."

"You were gone for days Blaine," Philip whispered, "I was so afraid that something had happened to you."

Maria nodded and continued raining kisses on Blaine's face.

"The police weren't much help. There were no clues, nothing and," she shuddered, "and then people kept saying that a lot of people disappear in Cardiff and-"

"I'm ok," Blaine repeated, "really I am. I don't even remember what happened really."

"Nothing at all?" his Dad asked. Blaine frowned and slowly shook his head, "I remember…well Kurt and I were talking and," Blaine blushed, "I kissed Kurt."

His mother hummed and his father gave the hand he was holding a squeeze.

"I kissed Kurt and-we talked some more…" Blaine rubbed his head, "I don't remember anything after that. I think…someone knocked? I don't remember."

"Don't worry about it," Maria said, "it's ok. The important thing is that you and Kurt were found and-"

"Kurt!" Blaine tried to stand up, "Is he ok? What happened is he awake yet? Is he hurt?"

Philip shushed him, "He's ok," he smiled at his son, "he still hasn't woken up but the doctors said that he was going to be just fine."

Blaine bit his lip, "Can I see him? Please?"

Maria leaned back, "Maybe later, sweetheart. His family is with him at the moment."

"Can-can I see him later?"

"Of course," Philip nodded, "as soon as he wakes up, we'll ask Burt if you can go see him ok?"

"Can't I go see him right now?" Blaine asked, "I know he's not awake but," he gripped the blankets, "I just want to make sure he's ok. That he's not hurt or anything."

Blaine's parents looked at each other.

"Let me ask the nurse if we can move you ok?"

Maria pressed a button by Blaine's bed. Philip stood up.

"I'll go talk to Burt-see if it's ok."

"Thanks Dad."

Sighing Blaine falls back onto the pillows. His mother follows.

"Are you ok, Blaine? Do you want some water?"

"I'm just…I'm just really, really tired Mom."

Maria grabbed her son's hands, "Did…did Captain Harkness talk to you?"

"Yea," Blaine smiled, "he was really nice. He said he found us by Mermaid Quay."

"He didn't tell you anything more?"

"No," Blaine said, "he asked me if I remembered anything but I don't so…" he shrugged, "will he be back later?"

"I think he will." Maria looked away, "He tried talking to Kurt but he-well, he isn't awake so-"

"Hey dude," Finn walked in with Philip, "how are you feeling?"

"I'm ok," Blaine grinned, "how about you?"

"Relieved," Finn laughed, "man we were all so scared you? Rachel and everybody back in Ohio have been going crazy-your Warbler buddies too."

"Yea?" Blaine asked surprised. Finn nodded.

"Dude totally. I've been e-mailing with David and…uh…Wes. I texted them like, an hour ago. They're really happy that somebody found you and Kurt."

Blaine wasn't what to say so he just nodded.

"Anyways," Finn continued, "Um…so Burt said you can come see Kurt in like, five minutes or something," the taller boy winced, "he's still kind of pissed off at that guy."

"What guy?"

"You know the guy with the army coat?"

"…Captain Harkness?"

"Yea that guy," Finn looked around the room, "Burt totally beat him up."

"…What?"

"Why," Blaine's mother looked confused, "why would Burt do that?"

"I've no idea," Finn shrugged, "he just went crazy man. Like, punching and kicking the guy. Told the captain that he didn't want him anywhere near Kurt OR you."

Blaine's stomach twisted.

"But you don't know why?"

Finn scratched his head, "I think he overheard something about…Torchwood from the nurses," he turned to Blaine's mother, "I don't know what he heard but I don't think it was anything good."

Maria looked confused, "He was a little…arrogant I suppose but…" she paused, "I don't know."

Blaine ran a hand through his hair, cringing when his fingers got caught in his curls.

"Did the doctor find anything wrong with Kurt?"

"Nah," Finn smiled wide, "I mean, the doctor did say that she thought Kurt had a concussion and he has a couple of bruises but apart from that he's great."

Blaine breathed a sigh of relief. A second later Burt walked in.

"Hey kid," the other man looked tired and a little sweaty.

"Hello Mr. Hummel," Blaine said, "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. How about you kid? Feeling good?"

"Yea, I am."

Burt looked at Blaine and then at his mother,

"Did that guy come up to talk to you?"

"Yea…"

"What did he say?"

"Nothing really," Blaine said, "he just asked me if I remembered anything and that he found us by Mermaid Quay."

"That's it?"

Burt sounded somewhat disappointed.

"Yea," Blaine was getting nervous, "why? What's wrong?"

Burt shook his head, "Nothing nothing," the older man said, "if-if you want and if they'll let you, you could go and see Kurt," Burt put a hand up, "mind you, he's not awake yet but…"

"OK," a nurse came into the room, "can I get up? I want to see Kurt."

The nurse nodded, "That's fine,"she dropped some weird looking slippers on the floor, "just be careful not to pull your IV out."

Blaine's mother helped him into the slippers. Finn and his father helped him across his room and into Kurt's.

"Oh," when Blaine saw Kurt laying in bed his knees went weak, "he looks…sick." Gingerly Blaine sat down in an empty chair.

"The doctor said he was fine," said Carole, "he should wake up soon."

Blaine said nothing. He just stared at his boyfriend who looked so broken and still that it broke Blaine's heart. Who would do this? What kind of person would hurt a boy like Kurt? Sniffling Blaine cautiously picked up his boyfriends hand. Burt came up behind him and Finn sat down next to him. Minutes passed and nobody talked. Blaine guessed that nobody quite knew what to say.

"Blaine," his mother called, "maybe we should get-"

Kurt gasped awake. Carole jumped back and Finn shrieked. Burt kneeled next to his son and took Kurt's hand away from Blaine's,

"Hey buddy, hey," Kurt's eyelashes fluttered, "hey Kurt," Blaine watched as Kurt's eyes opened, "can you hear me son?"

Kurt groaned and looked around the room. When his eyes landed on Blaine, Kurt smiled.

"You're…Blaine," Kurt giggled and looked to the side, "Daddy?"

"Here I am Kurt," Burt stood up and pulled his son into a hug, "Thank God you're awake."

"Daddy," Kurt whispered. His eyes bore into Blaine, "Daddy did you know?"

"What?" Burt ran his hand through Kurt's hair, "Kurt what are you talking about?"

"I died," everybody in the room cringed, "I died here Daddy," Kurt grinned, "I died here with the cybermen."

Burt turned white.

"Come on Blaine," Maria pulled her son up from the chair, "let's go."

"No," his father grabbed Blaine's other arm and gently steered him towards the door, "No Kurt!"

His boyfriend stared at him, "It's ok Blaine," Kurt called out, "I had to do it but it's ok. They deserved it-they killed Lisa, Blaine and they destroyed the Torchwood Tower in London -"

Blaine didn't hear the rest of what Kurt said.

"Mom, Dad-"

"I think Burt would like to be alone with his son right now, Blaine."

"But-Kurt said…he didn't-"

"Sweetie didn't you say that Kurt talks in his sleep sometimes?"

"He does…yes."

Maria's smile didn't reach her eyes, "I'm sure that's what's going on right now. I'm sure your boyfriend is just…confused, Blaine. He'll be fine in an hour or so. You can see him then ok?"

"But I-"

"Your Mom is right," Philip helped his son back into the hospital bed, "just-just rest ok? When Kurt is more lucid, you can visit him again ok?"

Blaine tried to look outside his door.

"I'm sure he's fine Blaine," His mother repeated, "Kurt is probably just really confused right now. Burt said that he might have hit his head on something."

Blaine rested his head on the pillow and said nothing. He was scared. He was scared that Kurt had been traumatized. He was scared that his boyfriend remembered their ordeal. Granted, Blaine knew that Kurt had talked about Lisa and the London Tower before they were kidnapped but he was still terrified that his boyfriend wouldn't be the same anymore.

"Don't worry," his father repeated, "Kurt will be fine."

Blaine wished he could believe his parents.

()()()()()()

Carol was the one who called the nurse.

"He's awake then?" Emily walked in, "that's good news."

Kurt waved at her.

"Hey, hey-you've lived here for a while, right?"

"Kurt please-"Kurt ignored his father.

"I've lived here my whole life, yea." Emily checked the monitors.

"Tell them," Kurt moved his father aside, "tell them about the cybermen."

Emily laughed, "Cybermen?"

"That explosion! The one by Mermaid Quay! I died there in 2005!"

Emily froze. Burt closed his eyes.

"Yes…I know about the…explosion," she looked at Burt and Carol, "he probably saw it on the news when he was young."

"It was Torchwood." Kurt exclaimed. Emily picked up his chart and wrote something.

"It's always Torchwood," she whispered, "I'll be back later."

"Kurt," Burt gently grabbed his son's chin, "I'll be right back ok?"

Before Carole or Finn could stop him Burt ran after the nurse.

"Hey!" the nurse turned around, "what was he talking?"

Emily bit her lip, "Just something that happened here a few years ago."

"In October?" Burt said, "October 15th?"

Emily nodded, "Did…your son watch it on the news?"

"No," Burt didn't want to tell the nurse the whole story of how Kurt knew about that explosion, "he-he's had nightmares about it," he looked around, "you have to tell me-I need to know what Torchwood is."

"Nobody knows," Emily shrugged, "I mean, all I know-all everybody knows is that they deal with weird things and that people tend to disappear around Cardiff a lot." Emily's eyes shifted left and right, "there are rumors though."

"What kind of rumors?"

Emily took Burt's arm and led him further down the hall and into a vacant room.

"First off, I didn't tell you anything."

"Got it."

"Ok," Emily took a breath, "there are people around Cardiff who say that Torchwood chases aliens."

Burt blinked, "…Aliens? UFO's you mean?"

"Yes. Some people say that they've seen these horrible monsters crawling out of the sewers," Emily clicked her tongue, "I'm sure you've heard that lots of people disappear around Cardiff, yea? This one man swears he saw a bright light "kidnap" a person."

Burt's skin prickled, "Did anyone die? In that explosion I mean?"

"Afraid so," Emily sighed, "a young man-I think his name was….Ianto?"

"Ianto."

"Yea. He came to the hospital a couple of times. He was such a sweetheart really."

"I see."

Burt rubbed his hands together, "Is he going to come back? Captain Jack?"

Emily hissed, "Most likely yes-he didn't get to talk to your son so-"

"I don't want him anywhere near my son. I don't want him anywhere near my family period."

"I understand, Mr. Hummel but there isn't anything we can do. If the Captain wants to talk to your son we have to let him. We can't tell him no."

"Why not?"

Emily shook her head, "They-Torchwood can do what they want I guess you can say."

Burt bit his tongue, "I don't like him."

"Welcome to the club."

()()()())

Two minutes after waking up, Kurt started to sound like himself.

"Carole?" he moaned, "Finn," he frowned at his step-brother, "what-where am I? What's wrong?" He tried to sit up but Carole pushed him back down.

"Nothing's wrong," Carole said, "How are you feeling Kurt? Are you feeling better?"

"What time is it?" Kurt's eyes widen, "wait…BLAINE!" he screamed. Carole held him down.

"Blaine's fine honey, Blaine's fine!"

Kurt shook his head, "The-"he paused, "there was something. There was-a noise?" he gasped, "Blaine kissed me," Kurt whispered, "he kissed me and his parents were gone and then…and then…"

"And then what?"

Kurt bit his lip, "I-I don't remember," he started to freak out, "I don't-I don't remember I don't-"

"Shh," Carole brushed Kurt's hair back, "it's ok, it's ok. The doctor said that-that you hit your head so…so it's ok."

"Where's my Dad?" Kurt cried, "oh my God where's my Dad?" he turned to Finn, "Where's my Dad? Is he ok? What happened to him, where is he?"

"Dude," Finn said, "calm down man. Burt just stepped out to talk to the nurse or something. He's totally ok Kurt, really."

"Blaine?" Kurt said, "I want to see Blaine? Where's Blaine?"

Carole looked at Finn.

"Um, I'll go get him if you want," the taller boy said, "He's like right down the hall."

"Please?"

Nodding Finn stepped out. Kurt sighed and waited.

()()()()()

Blaine and his parents had been watching TV when Finn walked in.

"Hey dude."

"Hi Finn," Blaine tried to smile, "what's going on?"

"Kurt's asking for you."

Blaine gasped, "Really? He's ok? He's-" he hesitated, "he's not…you know?"

Finn looked confused, "Not what?" he frowned but then, "oh…no, no…he's not saying all those…well all those freaky stuff anymore."

Even before Finn could finish talking Blaine was already once again slipping out of bed and putting on his slippers. This time his parents didn't try to stop him. They just helped him get to Kurt's room. Blaine grew more nervous the closer he got to his boyfriends room.

"Blaine!" Kurt was sitting up, eyes wide and bright, "oh my God Blaine!" when he tried to get out of bed Carole gently pushed him back down and shook his head.

"Don't get up, Kurt. You still need to rest."

Kurt made a face but didn't say anything, "Blaine," he looked up at his boyfriend, "Blaine are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Blaine tried to not to cry but a few tears still slid down his cheeks, "what-what about you?"

"I…I think I'm ok," Kurt laughed, "I mean I'm sore and I can't remember anything that happened," he blushed, "ok I remember what happened you know…before but," he let out a sigh, "Blaine what happened? I mean-why are we here?"

"I wish I could tell you," Blaine sat down on Kurt's bed and pulled his boyfriend into a hug and kissed him. He knew that his parents and Kurt's family were probably staring but he didn't care. Blaine need to make sure that his boyfriend was ok.

"Oh," Kurt breathed out against Blaine's lips, "oh."

"I don't know what happened…I think we were kidnapped or something. I don't know."

"K-kidnapped?" Kurt touched Blaine's chest and face, "why?"

"We don't know sweetheart," Carole said, "nobody will tell us anything. Someone came to talk to Blaine-he might try and talk to you too later on today." Carole didn't seem too happy about that.

"Kurt!" Burt entered the room, a big smile on his face.

"Dad!"

Blaine quickly moved aside so that Burt could gather his son into his arms.

"Hey buddy," Burt kissed his son's forehead, "are you feeling better?"

"I'm ok," Kurt sniffled, "what about you? Are you feeling ok?"

Burt shook his head, "I'm fine Kurt. Don't worry about me," Burt looked at Blaine, "glad you're feeling better too, kid."

"Thanks Mr. Hummel." Kurt looked at Blaine smiling. Maria and Philip stepped closer to Kurt's bed.

"We're glad you're feeling better," Mrs. Anderson, "I'm so sorry about what happened," she sniffled and grabbed her husband's hand, "we should have dragged you boys to party."

"It's not your fault Mrs. Anderson," Kurt shrugged, "it's just something that happened."

"Still," Philip coughed, "we're sorry that both of you had to go through this."

"Really it's ok," Kurt smiled, "we're…ok," it was more of a question than a statement, "it's ok," he looked at Blaine, "Carole said someone talked to you. Was it a cop?"

"I don't think so," Blaine frowned, "he was kind of a cop I think. His name was Captain Harkness."

Kurt froze and stared at him blankly, "Captain Harkness huh?"

"Yea."

Kurt said something in Welsh. Blaine blinked.

"What?"

"Nothing," Kurt smiled. "nothing."

()()()()()

The next time the nurse walked into Kurt's room, both the Hummel's and Anderson's managed to convince her to move Blaine into Kurt's room. Their families stayed with them until visiting hours were over. Burt wasn't too happy about it.

"Can't you let us stay?"

Emily shook her head, "I wish I could let you stay but," she shrugged, "hospital policy you know. I can't do anything about it," Emily looked at Kurt and then his father, "and…I wish I could say that someone might not come see your son's but-"

"Can't we," Maria said, "can't we place a cop outside their door?" she twisted her hand together "I'd feel better if there was a police officer here at the hospital."

"I'll see what I can do."

Finn spends the last few minutes of his visit letting Kurt use his phone to text their friends back home. Blaine's parents keep touching their son. Carole keeps trying to shove food down Kurt's throat and Burt refuses to let go of his son's hand. When the clock struck seven Burt stood up and stared out the window. He took out a cell phone from his pocket,

"I'm going to leave your cell phone here, ok buddy?" he placed the phone on the bed, "if anything comes up-anything-call me and I'll come right back ok?" he paused, "maybe I should sleep in the waiting room."

"Dad," Kurt sighed, "you should go and sleep in a proper bed. You need to rest. You need to watch your blood pressure remember?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," Kurt smiled, "really Dad. Blaine and I will be fine."

Burt played with his cap, "Ok."

Maria and Philip hugged their son one last time before taking their leave. Carole and Finn also hugged Kurt before leaving. Burt stayed a little longer.

"You really need to go now, Mr. Hummel," the nurse apologized. Nodding Burt pulled both Kurt and Blaine into a one arm hugged.

"Take care of yourself ok boys?"

Blaine nodded. Kurt kissed his father's cheek.

"We'll be fine Dad. Don't worry about it. Now go…I'll see you tomorrow ok?"

"Ok," Burt headed for the door, "remember what I said. If anything happens call me ok?"

"We know Dad."

"Ok."

Burt hovered for a few seconds more before finally leaving.

"Your Dad is really worried."

"So are your parents."

Blaine hummed and lay back down on his bed.

"Do you want to watch TV?"

"No," Kurt said from his bed, "Blaine…" he was blushing, "we're…we're still…you know…"

"We're still what?"

Kurt coughed and looked up at the ceiling, "You know…before we were…taken…you…well you and I…," Kurt laughed, "well…we kissed and then-"

Blaine's eyes went wide, "Oh," he shook his head, "yea of course! We're still boyfriends; if you still want to be."

"I do," Kurt sighed happily, "I really do."

"After all this," Blaine turned on his side, "I'm going to take you out on a date."

"Where?"

"A fancy restaurant," Blaine exclaims, "and after that, I'll take you to a play or something. Or maybe we can go to an art museum if you want."

Kurt closed his eyes, a happy grin on his lips. Blaine think Kurt has never been more beautiful.

"That sounds perfect."

()()()()()()()

One hour after Burt Hummel left Jack went back inside the hospital. After being forced out he had gone back to the hub to try and do some paperwork. Gwen was still there and had asked him how Kurt was. Jack lied and said that neither Kurt nor Blaine remembered anything and they the boys were reunited with their families. Gwen had cried a little before going home. The rest of the team didn't ask about Kurt or Blaine. Arwen just placed the paperwork of what happened on his desk and left. Jack burned the paper and erased the files from the mainframe. It was better that way.

He had asked one of the nurses to call him when Burt left. Jack didn't want another encounter with that man.

"Back again I see," Dr. Kass greeted him in the lobby, "Mr. Hummel isn't going to be happy about this."

"He's gone isn't he?" Jack smirked, "besides I'm not going to stay long. Just want to ask Kurt a couple of question and then I'll be on my way."

The doctor rolled her eyes and left. Jack got into an elevator and pressed the button for the fourth floor. When the elevator door opened Jack stepped out and walked towards Kurt's room.

"—going to throw you a party?"

That was Blaine's voice. Jack stopped outside the room.

"That's what Mercedes said. It's going to be a "I'm glad you're not missing anymore" party I think," there was a pause, "you and the Warblers are invited."

"That…sounds like fun and kind of odd."

Kurt laughed, "Yea my friends are weird," a sigh, "I never thought I say this but I'm going to be so glad when we get back to Ohio."

Standing tall Jack entered the room. Blaine was sitting Indian style on his bed, his head resting on his left hand. Kurt was lying down on his bed staring at his boyfriend. Jack's stomach clenched.

"Hello."

Both boys turned to him. Blaine smiled. Kurt's eyes flashed.

"Captain Harkness hi," Blaine said. Jack nodded at him before grabbing a chair and dragging it into the middle of the room.

"How are you doing, Blaine? Feeling better?"

"I am," Blaine sighed, "I…I still can't really remember anything though."

Jack grinned, "Don't worry about. The people who kidnapped you have been taken care of."

"Really?" Kurt said. Jack looked at the boy.

"I took care of it."

Kurt's eyes burned into Jack's, "Thank you."

Jack wanted to hug him. He wanted to pull Kurt into his lap and pet him and keep him safe.

"It's what I do," Kurt blinked and Blaine grin, "do you remember anything Kurt?"

"We were in the living room," Kurt looked outside the window, "we were on the couch and then…and then…" he growled, "I don't-I can't remember anything past that."

Jack nodded, satisfied, "Like I said that's normal," he frowned, "there is a possibility that you might never regain your memory. Don't worry about it though," he tried to reassure them, "like I said those people have been taken care of."

"I bet you have," Kurt mumbled under his breath his eyes dark. Jack's left eye twitched. Blaine looked at his boyfriend oddly.

"So…there isn't going to be a trial or anything?"

"Torchwood doesn't do trials," Kurt whispered, "they use guns and retcon."

Jack felt cold. Blaine looked a little scared.

"Kurt? Kurt are you ok?"

"Of course," the younger boy smiled at his boyfriend, "why?"

Blaine looked at Jack for a second before caressing Kurt's cheek,

"Never mind."

Jack wanted to be the one touching Kurt-no he wanted to touch Ianto; Ianto who was dead.

"I need to go," Jack stood up, "Work to do," Kurt shuddered. Jack stuck his hand out. Blaine shook it. Kurt stared down at his bed.

"Thanks again," he whispered, "for saving us."

"Yea," Jack wished Kurt would look up, "take care of yourselves."

Neither boy said anything. Jack stopped himself from reaching out to Kurt and left the room. He tried not to think about how losing Kurt felt as if he was losing Ianto all over again. Before getting into the elevator Jack looked behind him. Ianto was given a second chance at life. Jack knew he would never talk to or see Kurt again but he would do everything in his power to make sure that Kurt had a great life.

"As long as you live," Jack smiled, "you'll never want for anything. I promise."

Palming the stopwatch in his coat pocket Jack climbed into the elevator. He had a lot of work to do.

()()()()()()

After Jack left, Blaine pulled Kurt into a hug.

"Hey," he whispered, nuzzling his boyfriends cheek, "are you ok?"

Kurt nodded, "Yea. Sorry about that," he let out a shaky sigh, "that guy-I don't know. There was something about him," Kurt shivered. Blaine ran a hand up and down Kurt's arm.

"Shh it's ok," Blaine kissed him, "he's not going to come back."

Kurt turned his head, "Thank you."

"For what?"

There was always a distance-a distance he could not breach. A distance Jack imposed on him but never on Gwen-

"For being here with me," he chuckled, "you're the best boyfriend ever."

Blaine bit his lip, "Kurt-"he looked into his boyfriends eyes, "I know that we've only been dating for a couple of days and everything but we've known each other for almost a year. You've-you've been there for me and you were always one of my best friends and I've never met anybody like you and-"he took a deep breath, "What I'm trying to say is that…I want to be in your life for as long as you'll let me Kurt."

He would have married Lisa. He had wanted to be with Jack. In the end, Ianto had no one.

Kurt rose up and kissed Blaine, "I think," he said, "that I want you to be in my life for a very long time Blaine Anderson."