Author's Notes: Sorry this took me so long to get this out there.

Chapter 15- Moving Up or Moving Out

Kurt squinted and turned his head from the window in the bleak hospital room, grabbing the blanket to try to block the sunlight so that he could go back to sleep, but it wouldn't budge. He smiled when he realized that Blaine was the reason. His fiance was snuggled up against him, his head resting on Kurt's chest, and the blanket wrapped securely around him. Kurt smiled and kissed his fiance's forehead. "Blaine," Kurt whispered. "Scooch a little."

Blaine blinked a little, smiling when he saw Kurt looking at him. "Hey, sorry," he said, tugging the thin duvet out from under himself and smoothing it over the both of them. "There. You feeling any better?"

"Yeah, I guess. My ankle started hurting a lot last night, so the nurse came in and gave me some pain medication. I slept great after that. I have a bit of a headache right now, but I guess that's to be expected," Kurt sighed, sitting up against the hospital bed railing. "I owe you an apology."

Blaine scooted next to Kurt, looking him solemnly in the eyes. "I'm the one that overreacted. I didn't mean to run out on you like that. I was so scared, Kurt. I still am. Blainiac is still out there, and you were refusing to take it seriously. You're my life, Kurt. If something happened to you, I don't know what I'd do."

Kurt took Blaine's hand in his. "You're mine too, and I get it now. When I fell and hit the pavement, I knew I was hurt. I was terrified, and all I could think about was you, and how you left me, and that I deserved it," Kurt said as a tear slid down his cheek.

Blaine shook his head as a tear rolled down his cheek as well. "You didn't deserve it. You don't deserve any of this. I shouldn't have left. I wasn't done with you. I never will be. You're it for me. You need to know that. I just-" Blaine sighed. "I got overwhelmed and frustrated. This is all my fault. Blainiac is after you because of me. I thought he had hurt you. I've even dreamed of it, vividly, and I just felt overcome with guilt because if something did happen to you, every bit of it would be my fault," Blaine cried, tears dripping from his eyes.

"This isn't your fault either, Blaine. It's not like you're Blainiac. He's the person or person responsible, not you. And I should have taken it seriously. It wasn't that I was ignoring it or anything. I just thought it was a ploy. But to find out that my own assistant has something to do with this," Kurt sighed. "I just didn't think this Blainiac guy was actually going to act on anything. I assumed it was all part of Sebastian's plan to rattle us before the trial."

Blaine nodded in understanding. "Yeah, but by shrugging this whole situation off like it was nothing scared the hell out of me. Blowing off your security and sneaking out of the window. What were you thinking?"

Kurt dropped his head. "I wasn't. I just wanted to get to you, to talk, so that we could fix things between us. I've never seen you that upset."

Blaine put his arms around Kurt's neck and rested his head on his fiance's shoulder. "I know. I lost my cool. But, we're ok now. More than ok, but all of this is getting out of hand. I'm afraid, that this guy or these guys are going to hurt you and there's nothing I can do to stop it." Blaine took Kurt's hand in his own and started stroking it lightly. "I couldn't bear it, if you get hurt because of me." Another tear slid down his cheek.

"Hey, no. Nothing's going to happen to me. I'm right here," Kurt reassured his fiance, squeezing his hand back. "I'm not going anywhere."

Blaine shook his head and let it rest in his other hand, "Lauren's right. This is too dangerous. I need to have a talk with Sidney. I'm quitting the show."

"You are doing no such thing," Kurt responded, shaking his head. "We are not letting some little cretin determine our lives for us. This is your work, Blaine. Besides, the show would never survive without you. And you love it too much."

"I love you more. I love us. And nothing is worth losing us - nothing, Kurt; not the show, not money, not anything." Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and buried his head in Kurt's neck.

Kurt wrapped his arms fiercely around his fiance like a blanket. "You aren't going to lose me. I told you before, I'm never saying goodbye to you. Not now. Not ever, and certainly not for some psycho that thinks he can intimidate me into stepping aside.

Blaine pulled back from Kurt's embrace and dropped his head so that his gaze rested on the white tiles. "Lauren said we should postpone the wedding. I know you don't want to, but it might be the best thing, for now, until they catch him, or them. Ugh!" Blaine wrung his hands together in frustration. "This is crazy! I'm going crazy."

"You aren't. The only one that's crazy is the nutcase that's doing this. But I trust Lauren and the guys. And I trust Wes and his team. They are going to figure this out," Kurt said, scooting back to the head of the bed and lying down. He patted Blaine's spot. "I think we both just need to rest. You haven't been sleeping, and I haven 't really been either. It's early. Big spoon or little?

"Little," Blaine replied quietly, allowing Kurt to engulf him in his warm embrace and drift back off to sleep.

"Elijah, come take a seat," Isabelle said calmly from her place at the conference table. "I've invited Phillip from security, and Denise from our legal departments because we had some concerns we needed to address.

Elijah sat down in the conference directly across from Kurt. "Concerns? Involving me? It must be something quite serious if HR and legal is involved."

"It's quite serious, Elijah, and I believe that you already know why we are all here," Isabelle replied solemnly. There have been some allegations regarding some of the activities you have done at work. While performing routine maintenance on your pc, it's been discovered that there were adult websites in your browser history."

Elijah breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, those. They were for research. Kurt was doing that article about butt enhancing underwear. Apparently, if you type male enhancement into a search engine, you get some very, um, interesting results." Elijah laughed nervously.

"Well, that makes sense, but we are actually referring to social media sites."

Elijah's gaze shifted from Kurt to the clock on the wall to the floor, as if he was afraid of eye contact. "I check my Facebook and Tumblr sometimes, on my lunch break and stuff. I didn't think that was against company policy. I've seen Lauren doing the same on her cell, and I've seen Kurt checking nonwork-related emails. Kurt said it was ok as long as I wasn't on it when I was working on an assignment."

Isabelle nodded. "Yes, it would be permissible, if there weren't illegal activities happening on the account. I think you are aware that Ms. Zizzes and Mr. Puckerman and the other guards have been with Kurt because of a security threat. We won't go into details, but I know that you know that someone has been making threats toward him, some in the form of electronic mail and some actually handwritten."

"Yeah, Kurt told me about that maniac, and I've been trying to keep out for anyone creepy that stopped in at the office. I notice that that guy in the photography department, Chandler or something, is always stopping by for one reason or another. It's kind of creepy. I've even seen him in his office just a few days when Kurt wasn't in there, scrawling something on a post-it."

Isabelle frowned. "Well, thank you for informing of this. We assure you that Phillip will check the footage on the security cameras in Kurt's office."

Elijah gulped. "Security cameras."

Phillip nodded. "Yes. Kurt's security team had them installed, and I already checked the tapes. The funny thing is that there is no footage of Mr. Kheil entering Mr. Hummel's office when Mr. Hummel was out, but the footage does show you, not only in his office but rummaging through his desk and even going through the contents in the drawers."

"I'm his office assistant. He sends me to fetch items for him from time to time, and sometimes, I have to search for them because they aren't where he said they were. I feel like I'm being accused here," Elijah said, wiping sweat from his brow.

Phillip stared directly at Elijah. "We were informed by Ms. Zizes that someone in Kurt's own office was accessing a website that not only encouraged the harassment of Mr. Hummel, but actually stated multiple times that someone needed to get rid of him using violent methods. And we've traced those things back to your own laptop. Is there anything you have to say in regards to this."

"Yes. I've let Lauren and Puck use my laptop on numerous occasions, like when tech support was updating the system and they couldn't use the office computer. And Lauren was looking at Tumblr several times. I think she forgot to log out on more than one occasion. I have to admit that I did snoop. I didn't mean to. I knew that I shouldn't have, but I care about Kurt. He's my boss, and I like the guy. I'm sorry."

Isabelle nodded. "Well, thank you for being so honest, Elijah, but because of our company policy regarding adult websites during work time hours, we have decided that your assistance is no longer needed. Your belongings have been gathered, and you need to leave immediately."

"Wait, I'm being fired?" Elijah questioned, his voice rising. "I explained everything. You can't fire me. I was just doing what I was asked to do by Kurt. THIS IS A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT!"

"Mr. Clarington, I suggest that you leave politely," Denise, the HR representative advised. "If you do so, you will be dismissed quietly, instead of us calling the police and the legal department."

Elijah rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said bitterly. "I never liked working here anyway. I was a gopher, which is completely beneath me."

Phillip stood up and firmly grasped Elijah by the wrist. "Sir, you need to leave now."

Elijah jerked up his box of belongings from the conference table and exited the office, allowing the door to slam behind him.

"We are pressing charges, correct?" Isabelle asked.

Denise shook her head. "We don't really have enough evidence. What he said regarding the photographer is not inaccurate. That kid was constantly visiting Mr. Hummel's office. But although Ms. Zizes said he was annoying, she said she had no reason to suspect foul play from him. She also said that Kurt identified Elijah's handwriting on the post-it found in his room and in his office. And Phillip reviewed the footage with Ms. Zizes. Although she can't verify for certain that he is the only one involved, she's quite certain that he was involved."

Isabelle sighed. "I can't believe it. He seemed like such a good kid. And with Kurt out of the office for a few days, I don't know if we can meet the print deadline. I'll have to hire someone else immediately."

"Well, this time, let Kurt's security company do a thorough background check before you officially hire anyone. And talk to Kurt. Maybe he has someone he can trust that he can recommend this time."

"What the Hell were you thinking, Kurt, slipping out of a window like you were Indiana Jones or something?" Burt yelled as Kurt sat up in his hospital bed.

"More like Peter pan," Kurt chuckled weakly. "Dad, I'm ok."

"To Hell you are. You have a broken ankle and a concussion. That's some major injuries!"

"Dad, calm down. They found the guy responsible for the threats, and he's been fired. Puck hasn't left the hospital since I was admitted over forty-eight hours ago, and Blaine hasn't left my room for more than a few minutes at a time to get coffee or something. Everything is ok."

"Sneaking out of a window? Kurt, this could've been so much worse. I get that Puck is annoying, but what were you trying to do?"

Kurt sighed. "Blaine and I had a fight. A pretty serious one. He wouldn't return my calls. I was just going to see him, to talk to him. We talked, and we've decided that I'm coming back to Ohio."

"So you two are coming for Thanksgiving?" Burt asked.

"Yeah, and a for a little longer. At least, I am. I've already booked my flight. I've got some things to do before February. Some cancellations and such to make."

"Wait, what? You two are canceling your wedding?" Burt almost yelled.

"No, not canceling. Moving it up." Kurt replied with a smile.

"Moving it up? To when?" his father asked.

"In two weeks."

Author's Notes: Sorry this took so long. I had family visiting that I haven't seen in years, and this chapter had a lot going on.

So have you figured out who Elijah actually is now?

Thanks to all of you still reading this and commenting. It really makes my day.