Kurt strutted his way to the middle of the stage waving his hand like a proud diva. mic in hand. A small smirk crossed his lips as he looked around. The brunette? Nothing but a faint memory that gnawed the back of his mind.

Quinn made her way back to Sam who sat down at their table, surrounded by Rachel and Finn. It was surprising how she had become so comfortable with the two around her. There was a point in her life where she wanted them both beaten and thrown down a drain… thankfully she had gotten over her homicidal tendencies. She smiled as Sam pulled her onto his lap gently, making her giggle slightly. He brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear before looking again at Finn. Quinn tried to pay attention to the dusty topic of football but her attention kept on disappearing amongst the wave of people there…. WAIT… Quinn's breath caught in her throat as she saw a dark shadow leaning against the stairway talking to some blonde guy. Dim lighting obscured her sight but the girl had the same flowing hair Santana did, as well as the same build… could it be? Her pulse quickened as she bite her bottom-lip absently.

"Quinn?" Quinn vaguely heard her name being called as a hand softly wrapped around her waist. She couldn't turn away, not now… she had to see.

"Quinn?" Quinn tried to flush out the sound of her name as she tried to piece the picture of the girls face together in her mind. She was unable to piece her face together. She needed more, maybe just a quick glimpse. She needed more of… Santana? Quinn could only hope and pray…

"Babe?" She felt Sam touch gently touch her jaw bone to gain her attention. Frustration tugged at her as she finally turned to look into Sam's curious eyes. Annoyance etched itself into her face before she turned back to the stairway… where the girl had disappeared. Typical!

Quinn took a deep breath before focusing on Sam, his eyes down-casted. She smiled slightly before brushing his fringe back. "Hey…" She whispered. A smile that gazed Sam's huge lips before he moved up and kissed Quinn's cheek.

"We were just saying that if Kurt doesn't start singing soon someone is going to pull him off the stage" Rachel mumbled before looking away quickly. Something was wrong between Rachel and Finn… Quinn watched them as their body language screamed discomfort. She raised an eyebrow slightly before reaching for Sam's drink… She was really not interested in hearing their story right now. Quinn turned her eyes to the stage as the lights faded completely, leaving a lone light focused on Kurt as a slow piano tune started playing. Rachel let out a soft giggle as Kurt cleared his throat loudly into the microphone.

"Right from the start, you were a thief,

You stole my heart and

I your willing victim

I let you see the parts of me

That weren't all that pretty.

And with every touch

You fixed them.

Now, you've been talking in your sleep

Oh oh, things you never say to ME

Oh oh, tell me that you've had enough

Of our Love, our Love."

The mass of people started cheering loudly as Kurt bowed his head with a knowing look. He knew his was good and he had every right to flaunt it. Tina squealed loudly as the beat started hitting in making Mike laugh loudly. But the crowd suddenly stilled as a dark figured entered from the far right side of the stage. The shadow moved confidently, unphased as panic suddenly christened the room.

"What the…" Puck mumbled as the shadow slowly started to come to light. Quinn's eyes rapidly moved between Kurt and the figure as a hard pressure compressed her lungs.

Just give me a reason,

Just a little bit's enough

Just a second, we're not broken

Just bent we can learn to love again.

Oh, it's in the stars,

It's been written in the scars on our hearts

We're not broken

Just bent we can learn to love again.

The music started to die down as the crowd's jaws fell to the floor.

"I was wondering where…" Mercedes trailed off as the lone light capture the shadow.

Kurt felt a cold shiver trail down his back, the wind leaving his lung… It couldn't be. A deep, husky voice suddenly raced through the speakers, sending shivers down everyone's spine…

I'm sorry I don't understand where

All of this is coming from.

I thought that we were fine,

Kurt slowly started to turn around as anger started to stir in his belly. Who gives you the right?

But as he turned his words left him as deep brown eyes bore down into his soul.

Your head is running wild again

My dear, we still have everything

And it's all in your MIND.

The piano started to get into the rhythm once again as kurt finally composed himself, mumbling the harmony in the song

(Yeah, but this is happenin')

... It didn't sound how it should've but the show needed to go on!

You've been having real bad dreams

Oh oh, used to lie so close to me

Oh oh, there's nothing more than empty sheets

Between our love , our love

Ooooh, our love, our love.

A smile grazed across the mouth of the Party- Crasher.. leaving everyone speechless