Chapter 25
Pizza Guy / Nick is played by Luke Benward
Ben McKittrick is played by Ansel Elgort
Kurt and Blaine are lying on Kurt's bed together, conversing about the previous day's events.
"Blaine, who was that man in the road?" asks Kurt
"I don't know. Do you remember anything else about him?"
"I wish. I never really saw his face. He was wearing a hoodie. All I can remember is that there were these black boots coming towards me."
"I brought some vervain for, um—for you and Emma." He grabs a box from the end of the bed. Kurt sits up straight and Blaine opens the box up. "And, um, I made this bracelet for Finn, few extra ones for friends." Blaine hands Kurt the bracelet. He takes it and observes it. "You can put it in jewelry, or you can even put it in food or drink, but as long as it's in you or on you, a vampire cannot control you." Blaine hands Kurt a small vial of liquid vervain.
Kurt picks up a dried-up branch of vervain from the box. "Wow. So much to remember," he says feeling overwhelmed.
"I know, but there's another vampire in town. So, until we find out who it is and what he wants, we need to be careful." Kurt nods understandingly.
Downstairs, Finn is sketching at the dining room table. The doorbell rings and Finn gets up to answer it. A pizza delivery guy waits on the front porch.
"Hey. It's gonna be $22," he says as he pulls the pizza out of the bag.
"Kurt, I need the money!" yells Finn up the stair. "Uh, here. Come in. Just put it on the table."
Finn walks back into the dining room. The young man stands on the front porch for a moment longer before crossing the threshold into the house. He places the pizza on the table while Kurt comes down the stairs, retrieving the money from his wallet. "Hi. Um, keep the change," Kurt tells the pizza guy. Kurt hands the money to him who takes it. The pizza guy starts to walk backwards, out of the house.
"Thanks. And you have yourself a good night."
Kurt smiles and shuts the door. The pizza guy turns around, pulls the hood of his sweater over his head, and walks down the steps of the front porch. It's clear as day that he is the vampire that caused Kurt's car accident and now he has been invited in the house.
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Blaine walks into the library in his home, books are strewn haphazardly across the room. When he enters, he sees Puck, looking through the shelves and tossing aside books. Blaine stops and looks at him.
"What are you looking for, Puck?"
"Not your concern."
"No, but putting Kurt in harm's way, that is my concern.
Puck flipping through a book, not looking up at he says, "Hm hm. What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about Atlanta."
Puck looks away from his book and at Blaine. "Oh, yeah. Kurt and I had blast."
"I get it. You're just bitter because one of us gets to be with the person that we love, and poor Kristian is just out of reach. Unless there's another way for you to get into that tomb. Is that what Bree said?"
"You're pathetic when you're fishing."
"And you're transparent when you're deflecting."
"Don't you have school?" Puck grabs another book off the shelf. Blaine walks out of the room and Puck looks up and watches him leave.
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At school, the bell rings signaling the end of class. Students get up from their desks and start to leave the classroom. Finn is packing up his stuff when a paper is thrown down onto his desk by Will. Finn looks down at the paper and picks it up. A giant red "A" is marked on the paper. Finn smiles, stunned by his grade.
"Surprised? It's a good essay. Your thoughts are clear, and your argument is well laid out. It's just, uh, you don't think there are vampires in Lima." Will sits down behind his desk.
"No. I mean, I think statistically there's been more animal attacks, mysterious deaths, uh, people gone missing, more than any other place in the whole state of Ohio.
"It's conjecture…" Finn looks confused. "I mean it's a guess but creative, which is why you got the 'A.' I just wouldn't get too, uh, caught up in the whole conspiracy theory of it all."
"Ah, I won't." Finn gathers up his stuff, gets up, and starts to exit the room.
"Oh, uh, Finn, the source that you cited for the 1860s info, uh, Jonathan Hummel…?
Finn stops and looks back at Will. "Oh, my ancestor's journal?"
"I'd really like to see that sometime."
"Really?" asks a surprised Finn.
"A first-person account of the Civil War? That's like, uh, porn for a history teacher."
Finn gets the journal from his backpack. "You think my essay's creative, wait till you get a load of this thing." Finn tosses the journal onto Will's desk. Will picks it up carefully.
"Thank you."
Finn nods and exits the room towards the cafeteria. Will looks at the journal and unbinds it with curiosity.
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In the cafeteria, Kurt and Quinn are walking towards a table together. Quinn is observing the necklace around her neck which Kurt just gave her.
"It's so pretty!" exclaims Quinn. "Thank you! God, it'll go with, like, everything. What's the occasion?
"No occasion. Just a little friend gift," explains Kurt.
Kurt and Quinn sit down at a table. "You're not suddenly attracted to me, are you? Cause you're freaky like that?" Quinn winks at Kurt, sarcastically.
"Your friendship is important to me," replies Kurt, ignoring her comment.
"Why are you being so mushy?" asks Quinn, not used to this side of Kurt.
"Because you've been avoiding me, and I wanted you to know that whatever is going on with you and Sam, it's okay."
"I was gonna talk to you about that. I was, but there's just not much to say. You know, we've hung out a couple times. That's it, but…I just feel like we've peaked as friends." Kurt nods in understanding. "This is weird. I shouldn't be talking to you about this. It's weird. It's weird, right?"
"It's a little weird," he laughs. "But if it's what you and Sam want, then it's not about me."
"But it's all about you. Sam's not over you, and we all know it," says Quinn with her insecurity coming out.
"I'm with Blaine now. Sam understands that. He knows he needs to move on."
Kurt unboxes his salad and Quinn looks at him, unconvinced.
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Sam is sitting at the bar in Breadstix, filling out a job application. Ben walks over to him from the other side of the bar and places a tray of glasses down.
"Sam Evans. What do you know?"
"Ben McKittrick. What's up, man?" asks Sam as they do a special handshake to greet each other.
"Rough season, bud."
"Yeah. It's kind of hard to recover when you forfeit half your games," answered Sam.
"You gonna be workin' here?"
"Yep, followin' in your footsteps, minus the state championship."
"Well, we can't all be Football Gods," says Ben smugly.
"Yeah."
"So, what's the plan? Cook line?"
"Busboy," answers Sam.
Down in the restaurant, Kurt and Mercedes are having dinner at a table.
"I can't believe you're adopted. I never saw that coming," says Mercedes.
"And it gets weirder. I looked at my birth certificate. It lists Elizabeth and Burt Hummel as my birth parents. None of it makes any sense," replies Kurt.
"Which is why you should ask Emma," reasons Mercedes. Kurt groans in response. "First, the Kurt I know would always want the truth, good or bad."
"And second?"
"You just found out your boyfriend is a vampire, so unless your birth parents are aliens…how bad could it be?" she asks trying to cheer up Kurt.
Kurt laughs. "Ah, ok, look, I have to go to the mall. My outfit for the dance is severely lacking accessories." Kurt gets up.
"Okay, I'll pay the bill."
"Thank you. Bye!" Kurt leaves.
Mercedes gets up to pay. "Bye!" Mercedes starts to walk away from the table when Puck approaches her. She stops and looks at him. "What do you want from me?"
"I think we need a fresh start," replies Puck.
"You tried to kill me," replies Mercedes with deadpan look on her face.
"But I didn't, and if I wanted to, I would have. Does that not count for anything?" asks Puck with a smirk.
"You know, I can start fires with my mind. Fires kill vampires, right?" Puck looks scared as shit. "Just stay the hell away from me."
Ben walks over to Mercedes and Puck. "Everything okay over here?"
"Yeah, we're fine," answers Puck.
"I wasn't talkin' to you."
Puck, controlling his urge to kill Ben, grimaces, and walks away. Mercedes looks down and starts blushing. Ben moves to stand in front of Mercedes.
"Thank you."
"Anytime, Mercedes."
"Wait. You remember me?" asks Mercedes, surprised.
"I didn't graduate that long ago. You're makin' me feel old."
"No, sorry. I didn't...I didn't mean that. I just—I didn't know you knew me."
"I always know a pretty face," says Ben with a slight smirk on his face. Mercedes smiles in response.
Outside of Breadstix, Kurt is walking through the parking lot. His cell phone starts ringing and he grabs it from his messenger bag.
"Hello?" answers Kurt, still walking to hi car.
"Hello, Kurt," says Nick, the pizza guy from earlier.
"Hey, who's this?" Kurt halts when he reaches his car and gets his keys.
"You hit me with your car," answers Nick simply.
Kurt freezes.
"Is that a new one?" asks Nick smugly.
Kurt, mouth hanging open, looks behind him. He sees the man in the hoodie approaching him.
"You got away from me. You won't next time," says Nick menacingly.
Kurt hangs up the phone and quickly unlocks the car door and gets in. He ignites the engine, reverses, and speeds off down the road, right past Nick, who watches him drive off as he walks across the road.
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Kurt is sitting on Blaine's bed, speaking with him.
"Why me? What does he want with me? A-and if he's trying to kill me, then why call first?" asks Kurt, trying to make sense of the situation.
Blaine walks around the bed and faces Kurt. "That's because we're predators, Kurt. We hunt. We stalk. It's often as exciting as the kill." Blaine gets and idea. "Here, I want you to take this." Blaine sits down on the desk in front of Kurt and pulls out the vampire compass. Blaine hands the compass to Kurt. Kurt takes it and looks at it.
"This is Finn's pocket watch. How did you get it?" asks Kurt, confused.
"I took it from Puck, who took it from Logan, who must have taken it from you."
Kurt opens it up and observes the contents, confused. "What happened to it?"
"Well, it's not just a watch. It's an…it's a sort of compass, it points to vampires." Blaine moves over to the bed and gently takes Kurt's hands in his own, showing him how the compass works. The needle whirls around on the compass and finally clicks into place, pointing at Blaine.
Kurt looks up at him in shock. "Why did my father have it?"
"Hummels were one of the founding families, and back in 1864, they were among those who sought to eradicate the vampires. The compass was used to find us."
"Did you know them?" asks Kurt.
"Yes, but I want you to keep this. That way, you'll know if you're ever in danger." Kurt nods. Blaine caresses his cheek. Kurt smiles and pulls Blaine in for a kiss. After they pull apart, Kurt smiles at Blaine again, as they sit together on Blaine's bed.
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Sam and Quinn are outside in the schoolyard, painting a banner for the dance.
"I've never seen you such a mess," says Sam, trying to flirt.
"Don't talk smack," replies Quinn. Quinn swipes the paintbrush on Sam's arm, leaving a giant smear of paint on him.
"I mean…" Sam threateningly holds his paintbrush out at Quinn, who backs away, smiling. "I just thought that you told everyone else what to do."
Sam and Quinn go back to painting the banner.
"Well, I do that, too, but if you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself. You know, I just like that we're hanging out. Who knew—you and me?"
"Well, who knew you could be fun?"
They smile at each other and continue to paint.
"So, what are you wearing to this dumb dance, anyway? Should we color-coordinate?" asks Quinn.
"Uh, I'm not goin'," answers Sam.
"Why not?" asks Quinn.
"I gotta work, bussin' tables at Breadstix," answers Sam.
"Since when are you a busboy?" asks Quinn with kind of a snide attitude.
"It's a job. You know, some of us need work, Quinn. With Dad Hiram in and out, things are tight, so…"
"Well, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that I didn't know you had a job," replies Quinn, trying to make the situation better.
"Well, I do. I gotta go."
Sam puts down the paintbrush and leaves. Quinn watches him walk away with a sad face.
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Finn is shooting pool at the Grill when Anna approaches him.
"Hey. How'd it go?" asks Anna.
"What?" asks Finn a confusing tone.
"The paper," answers Anna.
"Oh. I got an 'A.' Thanks for the articles. They really helped," says Finn, trying to ignore Anna.
"Cool. So, what'd he say about the vampires? Did he believe it?"
"I don't even believe it. It's just a paper, Anna. Anyways, I, uh—I gotta get goin'." Finn gets up and walks around the pool table. Anna follows him.
"Uh, hey, um...d-do you wanna do something later, maybe?"
"Uh, sorry. I'm stuck on punch duty at the school dance," answers Finn, trying to get rid of her.
"Oh. How'd you get stuck with that?"
"Well, I'm failin' English too, so I'm doin' extra credit."
"Maybe, you know, tomorrow or something."
Finn smiles and looks down. Anna catches on. "I'm being pushy again, aren't I? Heh."
"Well, thanks for the help. I'll—I'll see you around."
Finn grabs his backpack and leaves. Anna watches him go, looking displeased with herself.