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Rachel suppressed another groan when Jesse ordered her to do hip thrusts. Hip thrusts. That wasn't related to kickboxing at all.
"This is pointless", she pressed with the barbell on her lower torso "Why am I doing this again?"
"Because I say so", Jesse deadpanned, his eyebrows cocked. "Keep going."
"Is it okay if I join the party?", another voice suddenly asked.
Rachel almost dropped the weights when she spotted Bodhi behind Jesse. His bilious green eyes looked at the duo amusedly. "Come on, are you not happy to see your old friend, Ruby?"
"My name is not Ruby", Rachel spat. She carefully put down her barbell and went to stand in front of Jesse to shield him from a possible attack. She would not allow that he got involved in that mess too.
Jesse, however, didn't seem to know how dangerous this situation was. He asked curiously: "And who are you? Her ex?"
"Hell, no!", Rachel scoffed.
The male alien looked offended. "You wouldn't date me? Come on, even you need to admit I'm a looker."
"Leave!", Rachel screamed at him.
"You heard the lady", Jesse said, in an effort to support her. "She doesn't want you around. So please, get out now, my friend. This is a private lesson anyway."
At that, Bodhi just snorted. "Don't get involved, wretched human. I'm pretty sure you have no idea that she's a freak."
Jesse cocked his eyebrow. "What?"
But Bodhi had already retrieved his weapon and shot at the duo. Before Jesse could get moving, Rachel had already pushed him to the side to take the entire blow herself. She moaned in pain when the shockwave threw her into a set of barbells in the back.
"Rachel!" Shocked, Jesse rushed over to her to check on her. His eyes widened when the petite brunette got up, completely unhurt. "What in the world…?"
"Funny story: I'm sort of indestructible", she muttered.
"Told ya she was a freak, man", Bodhi said with a shrug. "Didn't believe me."
Jesse lunged at him and punched him in the face. Bodhi didn't even blink. "That's all you got?"
"How…?"
"I'm an alien, duh!", Bodhi snarled with a roll of his eyes. "If you think you can hurt me that way, you better think again. Amateur."
"Aliens are a thing?", Jesse muttered, totally baffled. "Did I just land in some parallel universe?"
Rachel patted his shoulder consolingly. "I needed some time to come to terms with it, too. That's normal."
Bodhi patted his other shoulder. "Don't worry, we plan on resetting the brains of mankind anyway, so…"
"You what?"
"Aw shucks, I knew I should have kept that part to myself. Sorry, dude." The male alien laughed shortly.
Rachel gulped. And what now?
…
"This is slowly getting out of hand", Kurt wheezed while he let a certain police detective suck his neck. "Blaine, I told you not to leave any traces…" How would he explain to his friends were he got that hickey from?
The duo was currently in another alleyway, on the way to the motelroom Blaine had rented. Kurt slowly started to doubt they would make it there, though.
"I thought we never wanted to do that again."
Blaine pulled away to give him his best puppy dog glance. "Only one more time?"
"Dammit, it's hard to resist that glance." Kurt kissed him on the tip of his nose. "Alright, but only because you are so cute. Today is our last time, okay?"
That's what he said twenty seven times before.
"Deal." Blaine continued kissing him hungrily "Tomorrow, we will stop."
"Perfect."
Just when they were about to stumble to his motel, Kurt pulled away and squinted his eyes at the building wall in front of him.
Blaine next to him whined. "Quit stalling", he pouted "That's just cruel. What are you even looking at? A brickwall?"
"I have X-ray vision", Kurt explained, purposely ignoring how Blaine's eyes widened in surprise. "Rachel needs help. Now."
"What are you talking about?", Blaine wanted to know. "Why does she need help?"
But Kurt had already tugged him to the staircase of the building. "I will explain on the way."
…
Just at that moment, Bodhi threw Jesse against the wall as if he weighed nothing.
"Jesse!", Rachel exclaimed, shocked.
"I'm fine…" The human male groaned in pain when he tried to get up again.
"You need a hospital, now!" Rachel wanted to rush over to him to help him – when Bodhi got into her way. "Where do you think you're going?" He smirked at her diabolically.
Rachel looked at him determinedly. "I'm not scared of you", she hissed. "Now, move."
"Nope." Bodhi scratched his head when he looked to a hurt Jesse behind him. "Now that I think about it, I'm in the mood for kicking his ass again."
"Stop it!" He ripped his arm away from her grasp and started walking towards him.
Of course, Bodhi didn't listen.
"Freeze!", a new voice called out.
The trio turned their heads. Two familiar guys were standing at the door, Blaine with his pistol pointed at the alien, Kurt with lifted hands, electrical sparks were dancing on his fingers.
Jesse's eyes widened. "What the hell? More aliens?!"
Kurt threw him a killing glance. "Hey, I'm trying to help you. A little more gratefulness would be appreciated."
In the meantime, Bodhi backed away with a groan. "Fuck this, I'm out." With that, he jumped out of the window and was gone.
Rachel immediately rushed over to Jesse. "Are you okay?"
Her boxing teacher nodded slowly "I think I broke my arm, though. Who – and what the hell was that guy? What are you, for that matter?"
"Long story, really", Kurt answered evasively.
"How did you even know I was in danger?", Rachel queried.
"X-ray vision."
"Oh, right." She suspiciously looked back and forth between him and Blaine. "Are you two…a thing?"
"What? No!", Blaine was quick to answer. "No way! Kurt and I, we are more like brothers. Right, bro?" He playfully boxed Kurt in the shoulder. For some reason, Kurt had stiffened when he said that sentence.
Meanwhile, Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. "Something about Bodhi's break in was weird", she finally said.
Blaine scrutinized her, entirely in cop-mode. "What do you mean?"
"Why did he just give up without a struggle? And why did he come alone, not with his partners in crime?"
"Maybe he just realized that we outmatched him and that he won't stand a chance. Be happy about it", Blaine said "As far as I know, your last confrontations didn't go that well."
Rachel still looked skeptical, though. Why couldn't she shake the feeling that something was wrong?
"Something about this is off. Something is-"
"Brothers? Are you serious, Blaine?!", Kurt suddenly cut her off irritatedly. "That's what I mean to you?"
"I don't get why you are so mad. The just-friends-policy was your idea, as far as I know", Blaine defended himself angrily. "Besides, you told me you swore off relationships for good."
"Maybe I changed my mind in the meantime, silly!", Kurt hissed with a twitching eye.
"Maybe I changed my mind too, idiot!", Blaine snapped back with clenched fists. "Maybe I want to be with you in the meantime."
"How about we start dating?", Kurt scoffed.
"I would love that!", Blaine spat.
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
While the two of them were making out with each other madly, Rachel and Jesse exchanged confused glances.
"…did you understand what just happened?"
She shook her head. "Nope."
…
Santana put both her thumbs up when she watched Brittany serve another costumer coffee at the coffeeshop ten minutes from their home. "You are doing great, babe!"
The blonde smiled at her blissfully. "Thank you."
Okay, admittedly, she had troubles at the beginning, but it had been Britt's idea to get a job. After all, she couldn't stay inside Santana's closet all day long, that would be way too boring. Whether Santana had used a little bit of magic to help her out? Totally. But hey, that's what girlfriends were for.
Girlfriend.
Santana still couldn't believe it. She normally wasn't even the relationship person, but it was different with Britt. Britt had taken her heart by storm, and she didn't care how cheesy it sounded. She was so in love right now – and she had no idea how to break it to her friends.
…
Mercedes stared at Omari, wide eyed. "What do you mean by You're leaving?"
"I'm going to leave Arizona." He threw her an apologetic glance when he squeezed both her hands. "I really enjoyed our time together, Mercedes, but I need to move on."
"Why?" Why was she so stupid to believe he would stay? "Why don't you stay here, with me?"
Omari shook his head slowly. "I really do like you, Mercedes. But I also realized that I'm in love with Soraya – that's why I did everything in my power to be with her forever. If I stayed with you, both of us would get hurt in the end."
"Because I'm not Soraya, right?", she ended his sentence bitterly. "Because I have nothing on her."
"But that's not true!", he answered her back energetically. "You are you, and you are perfect the way you are. It was wrong of me to assume I could replace Soraya with you just because you are related. You are unique, beautiful, strong…and so much more. And you deserve someone who likes you because of you, not because he wants you to be someone you're not."
Mercedes looked down and blushed.
Omari winked at her. "Something is telling me that this someone does already exist. Tell me, do you like him?"
She smiled shyly. "Yes, I think so. But he's off limits, sadly."
"Don't just give up, do you understand?" He let go of her right hand and lifted up her chin. "Everyone that gets you in the end is the luckiest man on earth." Her heart fluttered when they came closer to each other and kissed for the last time.
But then, Omari pulled away. "Take care, Mercedes."
She waved at him. In the next moment, he was gone.
…
With an excited grin, Kurt knocked on the door to Blaine's motelroom. After they had brought Jesse to hospital, Blaine had left because Cooper needed him for something. Rachel wanted to stay with Jesse, but the nurses had kicked them out because he needed to rest. And now, Kurt was in front of Blaine's door to surprise him. He furrowed his brows when he found the door unlocked.
Hm.
Weird.
He entered the room – and was surprised to find Blaine in bed with ruffled hair. Kurt grinned at him. "Hey there, sleepyhead."
Blaine looked a little startled. "Kurt, I -uh- didn't hear you enter. How did you even come in?"
"The door was open", Kurt pointed out. He hovered at the door insecurely. "Did I just wake you up? Shall I leave again?"
"No, it's alright! It's just-"
At that moment, they heard a bump and none other than Rachel Berry came falling out of the tiny closet in Blaine's room. Her hair was a mess, she wore nothing but a bedsheet wrapped around her body, only one part of her hip was visible.
"Kurt", she breathed. "I…I can explain…"
Beyond shocked, Kurt looked back and forth between Blaine and her. "What…just happened?"
"Kurt, I can explain", Blaine said helplessly. "It's compli-"
But Kurt ignored him. Instead, he stared at Rachel. "That guy you have been talking about the other day - dark curly hair, dark mysterious eyes- you meant Blaine, didn't you?"
The guilty look in Rachel's eyes spoke volumes. "Kurt, I'm so sor-"
"Save it!", he hissed hostilely. "And I was so stupid to believe that you changed to the better! You are still the same obnoxious diva from highschool. You will never change."
The purposely ignored the hurt in her eyes and turned to Blaine next. "And you – you've been my boyfriend for less than four hours and have the audacity to cheat on me already? What is wrong with you?!"
"Kurt…"
"I don't want to hear your lame excuses!", Kurt yelled. A single tear ran down his cheek, but he hastily wiped it away. "I thought you were different. But I was wrong."
With that, he turned on his heel and left the motelroom. He forced himself to hold his head high, but it was not easy to keep his composure with a broken heart. Just when he thought that life was alright again, everything got taken from him. The entire Diego-debacle had repeated. What did he do to deserve that?
He needed to get away from there.
Now.
…
"Where the hell is robot boy?", Santana asked when the group of friends gathered at the dining room to have dinner – pizzas from Domino's.
During the day, everyone did whatever they wanted – but they made sure to at least have breakfast and dinner together. The time after dinner, they usually met in the living room to think of strategies on how to defeat Brainwarp. But now, Kurt was more than half an hour late – which was weird. He didn't answer his phonecalls and texts either. Rachel looked down guiltily, but nobody noticed.
"Maybe he forgot time", Mercedes tried to reason.
"Kurt is always on time", Sam said pensively. "And if he isn't, he always texts or calls us to let us know he will be late. He didn't answer our calls our texts until now."
Mercedes frowned worriedly. "Okay, now I'm going to panic."
"Hey, I'm sure he is fine", Santana tried to calm her down "Lets wait another hour. If he doesn't show, we will panic."
"Sounds like a plan", Sam agreed. "But where the hell could he be now?"
…
Kurt had acted on autopilot: Take the next uber, and the next flight back to Lima. With puffy red eyes, he unlocked the door to his parents' home. He couldn't help but think about what had happened three years ago. Back then, he had also run home to recover from his broken heart. Back then, Rachel and Diego had hurt him. But back then, he had at least been a college kid.
Now, he was a twenty-five-year-old grown man. How pathetic.
Unbelievable that the entire Diego-fiasco was about to repeat. What had he done to deserve such treatment? He went straight to the living room, very well aware that his parents loved to snuggle on the couch at the evenings. Back then, they had done their best to comfort him, he remembered how Carole made him hot chocolate with mini marshmallows on top and how his dad watched Project Runaway with him even though Burt hated that show.
That's what Kurt needed right now. He needed his parents.
He entered the living room, trying to smile bravely. It must look like a grimace. "I'm back", he announced sadly. "And guess what: I've been betrayed again. I-" He trailed off when he noticed that they were not alone in the room.
Burt and Carole were tied to chairs and gagged, and none other than all five members of Brainwarp were standing in front of him.
"Hello, my friend", Rex greeted him mock-friendly "We already awaited you."