A/N: So here is Chapter 21. I hope you guys enjoy the drama and don't kill me for what happens in this chapter... I love you all for reviews and notifications and I get so excited to see them, so don't hate me for this.

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CHAPTER 22

BLAINE

"Hey Blaine." I heard Kurt's soft voice beside me.

"Hey love, what's up?" I smiled when Kurt put his hand on my unbroken one.

"How are you really? You won't talk much about it but how is your wrist?" Kurt's face was creased up with worry.

"It's fine. It's definitely broken but it is fine despite that. Really Kurt, it's okay. I'm a toughie." I said trying to sound reassuring.

"I know you. That is why I am worried Blaine." Kurt responded.

"Really, I am okay Kurt. Besides, we'll be rescued soon and then it'll get taken care of and everything will be okay." I said. I wasn't actually sure if we were ever going to get rescued but I was determined to be positive as there wasn't much positivity going around the group at the present time.

"That is so you Blaine. Always being positive and awesome and that is one of the reasons that I love you as much as I do." Kurt said and my heard swelled. The fawn haired boy was definitely someone that I loved. I was suddenly unaware that Kurt had moved away by the cold I felt in my hand.

"Kurt? What are you doing?" I asked seeing him crouching, looking over the edge of the mountain. He turned around and stood up.

"Sorry, I was just looking-" What Kurt was looking for, I would never know as the ridge that Kurt was standing on suddenly gave away and with a scream, Kurt fell.

"KURT! KURT!" I screamed repeatedly as I ran to the side where he had gone over. My heart had stopped the second I had seen him go over. Admist the still falling rocks, I could see Kurt about 30 feet below, on a ledge and he wasn't moving. "KURT!" I screamed again and then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw Puck beside me, his face sheet white. I looked around and saw Santana and Lauren holding back a struggling Finn.

"Let me get over there!" Finn said.

"No. Absolutely not Finn." Santana responded.

"I have to get down there." I said.

"Blaine, you are already hurt and it is dangerous.." Mr. Schuester started.

"I HAVE TO GET DOWN THERE NOW!" I shouted refusing to listen to anyone telling me now. I couldn't look down anymore at the prone, still figure of the boy that I loved. "NOW!" I screamed again.

"Blaine." I jumped when Mercedes' voice rang out beside me.

"I have an idea. It is extremely dangerous and you yourself could fall very easily." Mercedes said. I looked at her for a few seconds before responding.

"Lets do it. I don't care what is is, let's do it." I said. Mercedes nodded and then turned to Puck.

"Get all of the extra shirts and sweatshirts and bring them over here. Blaine, you have a belt on right?" Mercedes asked me. I nodded as I watched Puck, Santana and Lauren run around getting the extra clothing items.

"You sure you wanna do this?" Finn asked coming over to me now that the girls holding him back had let him go. "I'll go Blaine."

"No Finn. Your shoulder is messed up. I need to do this." I said shaking my head at Finn's insistence. "I know he's your brother but he's my boyfriend and I need to be the one down there with him."

"Okay, we are going to tie the shirts together and attach it to your belt to help lower you down. It won't reach all the way down to Kurt though so you'll have to fall a bit but I don't know how else to get you down there." Mercedes said coming back over to me.

"It's brilliant." I responded as Puck, Santana and Lauren joined us, arms laden with clothes and blankets. I got to work with all of them tying the clothes together and then onto my belt. I was about to take a step off when Finn spoke up agan. "Blaine, let me do this."

"No. I'm lighter than you Finn." I said. I knew Finn was feeling terribly guilty about everything and that he wanted to be the one to take care of Kurt and I admired his love for Kurt but I wanted to get down to Kurt, and I wanted to get down there quickly. I nodded to Puck who was supporting my weight and he slackened the rope a little. I took a step off and began to repel down the side of the mountain. I was able to make it about 20 feet down before I ran out of rope.

"Blaine! We have to keep some of these blankets. Once I untie them, you are going to fall, okay?" Mercedes screamed down.

"OKAY!" I yelled back up. It was a few second later and I found myself falling. I tried to dodge any part of Kurt as I landed but I hit his limp hand. I stumbled backwards, tripped over a small rock and in my haste to correct myself, I whacked my injured hand once again. Instantly the pain vanished which I might have thought was strange in any other circumstance but I put this to the back of mind as I crawled over to Kurt. I hesitantly put my fingers on his neck and then his wrist.

"Is-breathing? He- alive-Blaine?" I could barely hear Mercedes' voice as she called down.

"YES!" I roared at the top of my lungs.

"BLAINE!" That was Mr. Schuesters voice that could faintly here. "Path-20 feet below- Find-way. Stay-you. Don't-get-down." I could only hear snippets of what the teacher was saying but I understood. After more shouting, the communication ceased. I untied one of the blankets that was still tied to my waist and put it on top of Kurt. I then grabbed one of his hands with my uninjured one.

"Oh Kurt, please stay alive. We can get through this together, I need you to stay alive though, I love you." I said looking into the expressionless face.

"Blaine…" I heard a faint voice and saw Kurt's eyes flicker open. Looking into them, I could see that they were not Kurt's warm eyes that I loved to stare into… all I could see was pain and fear in them.

"Kurt. You are going to be okay." It was at that moment that Kurt's eyes closed again and he started to gasp for breath, his chest rising up and down rapidly. It was a few gasps and then his chest stopped rising up and down completely.

"NO!" I shouted getting up onto my knees. I threw the blanket off of him and started to give him CPR. "KURT HUMMEL! DO NOT give up on me now. You do not have permission to give up on me! I need you! I need you to stay alive and start breathing again. Please Kurt, please."