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Unbelievable that only within seconds, the ambiance of the cocktailparty turned from festive to hostile. Suddenly, all the other party guests retrieved their guns as well, and so did all of Vince's allies.

"Well done, Sebastian." Kurt rolled his eyes, annoyed. "You just ruined our plan."

Sebastian threw him a surprised glance. "Which plan are you even talking about?"

"Yeah", Vince agreed with cocked eyebrows. "Which plan exactly? And I thought you had amnesia."

Santana facepalmed and groaned. "He never lost his memories, Prince Harry. He's fine, he just lied to you, like you lied to him."

At that, Kurt threw her a killing glance. "What was that for, Satan?"

"We can as well put our cards on the table now that everything went wrong.", the Latina answered with a shrug, looking around. "Looks like we are going to be the ones losing."

And she wasn't wrong. Vince and his people were by far more than Sebastian's Sensate friends, and they were all pointing at them with their guns.

"But I don't want to die yet", Rachel who had lifted her hands in surrender, whined.

"Yeah", Finn agreed "She is pregnant, she is going to be a mom soon."

"Shut the fuck up!", Vince exclaimed, pointing at them with his gun as well. He glared at Sebastian who still didn't put his gun down. "It's over now, Smythe." Sebastian, however, turned around - and broke into a run, dodging the shots of Vince's friends. Before he rushed out of the door, he shortly looked at Blaine, making the 'Call me' sign. Kurt rolled his eyes.

"What a coward." Sam threw Blaine a strange glance. "How come he could even wrap you around his finger that easily?"

Meanwhile, Vincent cleared his throat loudly. "Go over to the van, all of you.", he instructed coldly. When nobody moved, he barked: "Now!"

Kurt flinched, surprised about his fiancé's harsh tone. "Vince, how can you do that?", he asked him disappointedly while he followed the rest of them to the exit.

"How could you lie to me all the time?", the redhead retorted angrily. "Why didn't you tell me you had these powers as well?"

With a frown, Kurt crossed his arms. "Maybe because I had a feeling that I couldn't quite trust you." He scratched his imaginary beard, pretending he was thinking hard. "Why do you think did I feel like that? Probably not because you cheated on me with Harmony? Or because your people tried to kill me?"

"It was an accident!", Vincent defended himself sheepishly.

"Who cares!?", Kurt yelled at him, beyond pissed. "It's the intention that counts, right? You already hurt me before you kidnapped me!"

"Kurt, no offence, but I doubt that you should be talking about your relationship problems now that we are about to get kidnapped", Quinn pointed out dryly when they had arrived outside and a couple of vans were already waiting for them.

"Yes, can't you postpone that until…never?", Tina asked him, anxiously looking over to the vans as well. "You can't just-"

She was cut off by one of the guys, probably Vince's allies. "Get in!", he barked, tossing her towards the vehicle, and Tina yelped.

"Hey!" Out of nowhere, Spencer came storming to her direction, a scowl on his face. "Leave her alone!" He lunged at the guy who had dared to toss her client and boxed him right in the face.

The guy hissed in pain when he reeled back, and then – they heard a gunshot.

Spencer's eyes widened and he fell to the ground, another guy dragged his unconscious body away, blood came out of his abdomen.

"Spencer!", Tina shrieked, terrified while the other guy was busy dragging her into the van, a gun pointed at her head.

"This is insane!", Quinn screamed at the other men that carried her into a van even though she was struggling to get free. "I'm an attorney and I will sue all of your asses and make you rot in jail forever!"

The guys just laughed her. "Not if we make your rot in our institution before you, Lady."

"But she is right", Mercedes hissed with narrowed eyes "We have rights, you know, you cannot bring us to god knows where against our will!"

"No, humans have rights, Miss", Vincent's friend, Kurt's kidnapper, corrected her with his head cocked to the side. "But I don't even know whether people with messed-up brains like you still count as humans."

Santana had gritted her teeth when the guys handcuffed her to the van even though she had done everything in her power to free herself, the biting marks on her kidnappers' arms prove it. "Fuck you, you sons of bitches", she screeched, hammering against the door when it was shut.

"Please", Finn said in pleading tone, having let those people drag him to another van without fighting it "Let Rachel go, she is pregnant. That would be a kind of douchey move if you kidnapped her as well, right?"

At that, the guys just laughed and slammed the door shut where Rachel was. "Finn!" Her voice was dampened by the vehicle's body.

"Rachel!", he shouted back from his van, terrified, but she couldn't hear him anymore as his door was shut closed too.

And Blaine stared at the van that just left with Kurt to god knew where just before the van's door where he sat was closed as well. For a while, it was dead silent, and all Blaine could hear was the engine. It was dark inside the van and he was alone, just like his friends that all have been put into separate vans as well. "Kurt?", he said in his head after a while when he was sure that the van's driver didn't pay attention to him. "Guys? Anyone?"

It didn't take long until the others were sitting in his van as well, mentally. "What are we going to do now?", he asked in the round. "Those people are probably planning on experimenting on all of us soon. Does anyone know how we could escape?"

"I…don't know", Puck answered with a helpless shrug, pointing at his handcuffs. "If my hands weren't tied to that van, I would know what to do, but not now. We are so screwed."

Suddenly, the vans came to an abrupt halt, and they all almost tipped over.

"What was that?", Tina asked in the round, looking kind of scared. She perked her ears up. "Wait…isn't that…Mike's voice? And Artie's?"

"And Brittany's?" Santana frowned. What was Britt doing here in Cali? She didn't tell her about her plans, as far she knew.

"And Jake's!" Puck looked confused. "What the hell is going on out there?"

As soon as Spencer came to, he found himself lying in the car of Mike, the one who employed him, his stomach has been bandaged. Luckily, it had just been a grazing shot and he was not that badly hurt. "But…How did you find me?"

"We located your phone shortly before you came to Tina's rescue. We found you in a dumpster not far away from the party's location", Artie on the shotgun said shortly. "Great, you came to again. We got your text. Hopefully, we are not going to be late."

When Spencer sat up, he noticed the three of them were not alone in the car. He confusedly looked at the blonde and the black guy next to him. "And who are you, if I may ask?"

"Hi, I'm Brittany, Santana's girlfriend.", Brittany introduced herself with a smile.

"And I'm Jake, Puck's bro." Jake politely shook his hand, but Spencer just blinked, more confused than before. "And how can you help us find Miss Cohen-Chang?"

Jake laughed at that, and Spencer wondered what was so funny about that. "I may be a cop in New Orleans only, but people don't have to know." He smirked, showing him his mark. "I will scare the crap out of those douchebags that dared to kidnap my big brother." Jake scratched his head, bewildered. "I still can't believe he kept that superpower thing to himself all the time, though. He could have told me, I'm able to keep a secret."

"This is not the right time and right place to talk about that", Mike cut him off impatiently "Even though I'm still disappointed Tina told her best friend and not her boyfriend about that."

At that, Artie threw him a killing glance. "Maybe because she got the feeling she couldn't trust you with that?"

"Enough, guys!" Spencer clapped his hands loudly "I don't know about you, and I still have no idea what you are even talking about, but what counts to me is that we save Miss Cohen-Chang…and her friends", he added when he noticed Brittany's and Jake's sharp glances. And he was right. Even though Tina was kind of crazy, he had started to like his new client. What counted now was that they could save her -hopefully in time.

Luckily, Spencer still remembered the license plate of one of the vans and Jake was able to locate the last location of his brother's phone (those criminals were dilettantes), so it was easy to catch up with their kidnappers in no time.

Mike hit the gas and overtook the vans all at once, and slammed his foot onto the brake with so much force the car stopped in front of the vans who in turn all came to an halt as soon as they saw the car blocking the road horizontally.

The group of five immediately got out, Brittany helped Artie get onto the wheelchair.

"Get out, now!", Jake barked loudly, his gun threateningly pointing at them and showing them his mark with his other hand. "This is the NOPD! Get out, now! I want to see your hands!"

The drivers of the vans indeed came out – but with weapons as well, Vince and his friend were in the front. "Who the hell are you?", Vince asked them sneeringly.

"We are friends", Brittany answered innocently, completely unfazed by the guns. "Please stop the violence."

Everyone ignored her. "It's over", Jake said sternly "Reinforcements are on the way, some mates of mine from the LAPD, so please just give up, and no one needs to get hurt."

"Screw you", Vince's friend spat when he shot at him, and Jake took cover behind the car, dragging Brittany with him, while Mike rolled Artie to safety. Vince retrieved his gun as well and started shooting at the car's window, but Jake ducked down and shot back from behind the car.

Now that Jake and Vince and his friend were distracted, Artie, Spencer and Brittany snuck to the one of the vans, opening the backdoor, and a certain Latina, handcuffed to the van, came into view.

Santana's eyes widened in surprise when she spotted her girlfriend. "Britt? How did you know I needed help?"

"We really don't have time for that", Spencer cut her off when the blonde was about to open her mouth. He pointed at her handcuffs. "And how are we going to free her?"

While the guys shrugged, Santana threw her girlfriend a knowing glance. "Britt? You remember our bondage games?"

At that, Brittany's eyes started sparkling, and she pulled one of her hair pins out of her hair which she started putting into the Latina's handcuffs' keyhole. After she had turned it a couple of times, it started to make click – and the Latina was free.

Spencer, Artie, and Mike stared at them, speechless. "How did you just do that?", Mike finally gasped.

But Santana and Brittany just exchanged naughty glances. "What happens in our bedroom, stays in the bedroom, Jackie Chan.", Santana just answered with a wink before they were headed to the next van, each one with one of the girls' hair pins in hand.

"Hey, what are you doi-" When one of the goons noticed that their hostages got freed and got out of the van, Mike knocked him down from behind, and Spencer grabbed the unconscious man's gun.

"Perfect", Artie said with a faint grin "Now, we only have a dozen vans left. Great."

It didn't take them long to free the rest of their friends as well, and soon, the group was taking cover behind a van while Spencer, Jake, and Puck were keeping the rest of the goons busy with an exchange of fire. Even thought they had already knocked out a couple of men and taken their guns, a lot were still left.

"And what is our plan?", Rachel whispered in the round when they hid behind a van, and flinched when she heard another gunshot.

"Why don't we just take one of the vans, get the hell out of here, and never come back? Start a new life somewhere in Europe, or Australia...maybe on the Fiji islands?" Mercedes pensively looked over to the van behind them, but Rachel shook her head fervently.

"And be on the run forever? No, that's not how I want to raise my child. My child deserves an unburdened future. Now that they know who we are, those people are going to chase us, they won't give up until they found us."

Finn lovingly squeezed her hand. "I agree with Rachel. No one deserves to live like that. No, we need to end it, once and for all."

"By killing them?", Santana asked with cocked eyebrows.

It was silent for a while, some even seemed to contemplate that drastic option.

"No!", Kurt suddenly whisper-shouted, and everyone turned their heads to him "No one is going to kill anyone, okay? We may be a lot of messed-up things" -He looked at Santana and Puck knowingly who threw him indignant glances- "but we are no murderers!"

Puck scratched his head. "But do we have another choice? There needs to be a way to get out of this, and if we just kill those people, we can just go on with our lives like before."

"Kurt is right", Blaine spoke up and looked at his boyfriend "Killing should never be an option. We are better than that. We shouldn't live with having deaths on our consciences."

"Thanks, Blaine", Kurt whispered.

Someone behind them suddenly clapped, and they all flinched anxiously and turned around slowly. Vince and his group of men came over to them, some of them dragged Jake, Spencer, and Mike behind them, handcuffed, and unconscious.

Puck paled visibly when he saw the bruised face of his little brother, and Tina called out: "Mike!" in shock.

"I have to admit, Kurt, you have always been one of the good guys", Vincent said with a smirk "That's why I liked you."

Kurt just glared at him. "Other than you, I assume, right?" He snorted disdainfully. "But what am I saying? All of these malicious schemes can never be from you." He remembered that fateful afternoon when Vince talked to his 'boss' in that deserted lodge in the forest. "You are nothing more than a pathetic puppet on a string, Vincent", he hissed with gritted teeth.

"Yeah", Puck agreed, shaking his head with a scowl. Apparently, he was still pissed about what had happened to his brother. "Who is even your boss? To whose tune are you actually dancing, you little piece of shit?"

At that, Vince started laughing cruelly. "It's me. It has always been me, the big mastermind behind all this, you know." He rubbed his hands maliciously, and his friend threw him a weird glance.

"You?" Quinn looked him up and down, not convinced. "You are the sensate-hunters' boss?"

Vincent nodded; his eyes were sparkling with evilness. "Yes, indeed. I am the one who wants to improve the world. I'm the one who came up with all the plans. And I'm the one who-"

"Vincent Peabody Slatter!", a shrill, female voice suddenly called out, and Vincent flinched.

"Dude, you're called Peabody?" Finn needed to chuckle, and so did Artie and Tina.

The person the voice belonged to came over to them, an elderly, petite woman with fiery red hair, just like Vincent's. "So you are trying to tell them that you are the boss?!"

Vincent rubbed his neck sheepishly. "I…"

"That's not the way I raised you, young man!" She raised her hand and slapped him hard across his cheek.

Vincent held his cheek and started blushing. "I'm sorry, mom."

Santana cracked up and slapped her thigh. "So your boss is your mommy? This can't get any better, can it?"

"Mom?!" Kurt looked at the woman, taken-aback, his eyes widened. "So you would have become my mother-in-law?"

At that, Vincent's mother cocked his head to the side. "What the hell are you talking about? Vincie is already married to a beautiful woman; they have two adorable kids. I sent him to that mission, and as a cover up, he started dating the first thing that came along - so you." She let out a scoff and shook her head, disappointed. "Seriously, Vincent, that's all you could find? This faggy guy is a freaking joke, even more than you are, and that really means something."

With every word she said, Kurt got angrier and angrier, his eyes narrowed, and he had clenched his hands to fists. Beyond pissed, he turned to his fiancé. "You not only cheated on me, you are already taken as well and have kids?!" His face was red with anger.

"Dude, that's messed up", Finn commented dryly. "Having to learn that from his almost mother-in-law is pretty hardcore." He quickly shut his mouth when Kurt glared at him as well.

"Enough of that!", Vincent's mom shouted. She retrieved a gun as well which she pointed right at Kurt's chest. "Get back into the van, son-in-law."

"You know what? No." Kurt crossed his arms, unimpressedly looking down the barrel of her gun. He was so pissed about what he just learned that he totally forgot about that he actually should be afraid of guns.

"He's right", Santana behind spoke up confidently. "I don't want to be pushed around by Lady Lips' pathetic toy boy's momma. You are not scaring me, Lady."

"Look at that, Vincie's fake-fiancé actually grew balls. I'm impressed." Vincent's mom smiled perfidiously when she turned to the Latina. "I'm not scaring you?" She turned to Brittany with her gun, pointed it at the blonde's head directly and grabbed her by her torso. "Do I scare you now?"

"San?" Brittany sounded anxious now, and everyone else from her Cluster could feel Santana's shock.

The Latina had paled visibly. "Leave Brittany alone", she whispered, terrified.

"Now, get into the van, or I will shoot that bitch to death, I'm serious", Vincent's mom threatened. "I'm so sick and tired of people like you. You are disgusting creatures, and I won't rest until I chopped you and experimented on your abnormal brains", she hissed.

Quinn looked at her with narrowed eyes. "Just because we are different, that doesn't necessarily mean we are bad."

"You are wrong, blondie", Vincent's mom barked. "You are all wrong. You are grossing me out, and you don't deserve being alive. I will kill all of you, I swear to god. Can I be honest? Me and my people's intention is to kill all of you. You are scum, and you deserve nothing but die merciless deaths, right after I cut your brains out of your skulls and dissected them!"

She was surprised when someone behind her suddenly started applauding. At that moment, Dr. Schue, Isabelle, Holly, April, and Sheldon came out of the bushes with cameras in their hands with two uniformed officers in tow who retrieved their handcuffs immediately and freed Brittany from her grip, Santana immediately came rushing to her girlfriend.

"Karen Slatter, you are under arrest for abduction, criminal offence, and threatening innocents with a loaded firearm. You are not obliged to say anything, but anything you do say will be noted and may be used in evidence."

The two men carried Vincent's mom away who threw the group killing glances. "This isn't over!", Karen Slatter screamed shrilly, but Kurt and his friends just threw her an unimpressed glance. A couple of seconds later, a lot of sirens could be heard which must be Jake's reinforcements.

"About time", Tina muttered when the patrols cars halted in front of the vans and arrested the rest of the goons, including Vince.

Before Vince got into the car, Kurt came over to him. "Can you please give me an instant, Sir?", he asked the cop that had handcuffed him and wanted to push him into the vehicle.

The cop sighed. "You have one minute."

Kurt turned to his fiancé with his hands on his hips. "Why, Vince?", he asked.

"Why what?"

"Why did you do all that?"

The ginger man just shrugged. "Probably because my mom raised me that way. I'm sorry about how things turned out, Kurt. I really liked you, but sometimes, just liking someone's not enough." He shook his head sadly. "In another life, I would have loved to be by your side forever."

Kurt just let out a scoff. "Not even in another life, I would be able to ever forgive you. You not even were not honest to me; you deceived your wife and your children as well who are not going to see their father and husband for a long time. You are a horrible person, and I can't believe I once used to love you."

"I didn't want things to turn out like this", Vincent said desperately. Before he got in, he even had the guts to ask: "Will you visit me in jail some time?"

At that, Kurt threw him a pitiful and disgusted glance. "Screw you, Vincent Slatter." He stepped back and watched the cop close the door of the car and drive off with Vince.

"Are you okay?", Blaine, who just came out of nowhere, whispered into his ear. Kurt just nodded. "I…I think so." He let Blaine wrap his arms around his torso and pull him closer to himself. "Look, Blaine, I'm sorry about what happened."

"It's okay", Blaine said quietly. "I understand why you acted like you did. Let's just forget everything that happened, okay? It doesn't matter anymore."

At that moment, the rest of their friends came over to them. "How did the council of elders even know what was going to happen?", Mercedes asked in the round curiously, she had wrapped her arms around Sam who was caressing her back.

Dr. Schue just smiled venturesomely. "That was our plan from the beginning on", he said, winking at Kurt "making everyone else believe that our plan failed, that they got away with their plan, hide, and wait for them to confess what their real intentions are. This way, we could film it and put them to jail."

"But even you need to admit that your plan was kind of risky", Quinn berated the Council of Elders.

Who just shrugged. "We never would have allowed that something bad happened to you anyway", Holly countered.

"Yes", April agreed, taking another sip from her Tequila bottle "That's our job. Protect you." She let out a deep sigh "I'm slowly getting too old for that…"

Tina doubtfully looked over to Spencer, Mike, and Jake, some of the paramedics took care of their bruises on their faces which they got when they got knocked down. "Yeah, I see how you took care of us..."

Meanwhile, Rachel looked over to Kurt, arms crossed. "You knew about that all along?"

"I was sworn to secrecy, I couldn't tell you about that plan or else, it wouldn't have worked out", Kurt explained apologetically, raising his hands in surrender.

"But hey, what counts is that our plan worked", Sheldon said, patting Puck's shoulder playfully. "Let's celebrate our success. I would suggest we all go get hammered at some bar nearby. My treat."

Puck's eyes quickly lit up. "Hell, yeah!", he cheered, bumping his fist in the air, he seemed to have forgotten that he got kidnapped not even one hour ago. "Count me in."

"No offence, but I'm not in the mood", Rachel excused herself. "I'm tired out, and besides, I'm not allowed to drink anyway. I will just search for a nice hotel here in L.A. and get some sleep."

"I agree with Rachel", Mercedes said, yawning. "Now that the adrenaline kick is wearing off, I'm getting tired." She tugged Sam by the hand. "And you are coming with me, Mister." She winked at him suggestively, and Sam's eyes widened. "But I thought you wanted to wait until…"

"-I changed my mind", Mercedes cut him off, grabbed his face and kissed him. "When I was in the van, I thought I would get killed and never see you again. And that I would never touch you again. And I felt so terrified. I was miserable. If you face death, you start seeing things clearer, I guess."

Her boyfriend looked at her lovingly. "And you are 100% sure about that?" When she nodded, he leaned down and kissed her. "I love you so much", he whispered and locked hands with her.

Santana, who was crying her eyes out, had refused to let go of Brittany again since Karen Slatter got arrested. "I was so scared, Britt", she sobbed into her hair "So scared she would shoot you."

"But she didn't", Brittany answered softly and caressed the Latina's back softly. "I'm fine, San, really. I'm fine…"

While Santana continued hugging Britt and crying, Tina sat down next to Mike on the ground, Artie came rolling to them as well. She took both guys' hands. "You are my heroes", she said proudly. "You didn't let me down when I needed you." She kissed both of them on their cheeks, and Artie and Mike blushed.

"I mean you too, Spence", she purred to Spencer, blowing him a kiss.

Spencer laughed. "But that's my job, Miss Cohen-Chang", he pointed out, amused.

"For the hundredth time, Spencer: It's Tina", she corrected him.

"Alright, Miss Tina", Spencer answered like a robot, and the author boxed him in the shoulder with a smirk.

After a while, Puck wanted to leave with Sheldon, Mike, Artie, Jake, April, and Spencer for their pub crawl, and Quinn called after her boyfriend: "If you come home before seven am, you are a wimp, Puckerman!"

"Don't worry, attorney chick." Puck made a U-turn, walked to the blonde and pulled her closer by her waist to kiss her on her mouth. "Don't worry about that", he joked breathlessly when he let go of her to run back to his entourage. He laid his arms around Jake's shoulder and smirked back at her flirtatiously. Quinn licked her lips, trying to suppress her lust with all she had. She couldn't help it, that guy was just so hot with his...

Rachel nudged her. "Keep it PG, Quinn", she berated her with a shake of her head. "We can all see the drool running down your chin."

"Oh, sorry I'm no prude like you", the blonde retorted with cocked eyebrows.

At that, the petite brunette broke into laughter. "You seem to forget that I'm pregnant with my ex's baby."

"So you want me to call you a slut?"

At that, Rachel threw her a killing glance. "Says the one who has weird masturbation habits. I mean who puts-"

"Rachel!" The blonde had blushed when all of the guys including her boyfriend who had halted in his tracks had perked their ears up.

"So you can watch each other jack it in your heads?", Artie asked interestedly and looked in the round. A dirty smirk came to his face. "I want those powers, too! Where do I need to sign up?"

"Artie!", Tina exclaimed, shaking her head.

"What happens whenever I'm alone is nobody else's business!", Quinn shrieked, her face was as red as a tomato.

"Well, technically-"

"Shut your mouth, or I'm going to do it myself!", Quinn cut off Kurt sharply who had flinched and lifted his hands in surrender.

After a couple of seconds had passed, Finn muttered: "Kurt was right, though."

Quinn groaned. "I can't believe I once had sex fantasies about you, Hudson."

"Wait, what?!" Rachel glared daggers at the blonde. "What did you just say?"

Quickly looking down and blushing, the blonde mumbled: "Crap, did I just say that out loud?"

"You thought it, darling", Mercedes commented with a wink "And we could all hear it."

"This cannot get any more embarrassing, can it?" Quinn buried her face in her hands, and Finn high-fived with Puck proudly.

"And you are even proud of being the lead in her perverted imaginations?!", Rachel yelled at him, and Finn flinched.

"I..."

Rachel crossed her arms angrily. "You should feel ashamed, Finn Hudson. I'm so disappointed in you."

Noticing Finn's pout, Sam came over to him and whispered into his ear: "Hey, don't worry, bro, it's only because of the pregnancy hormones. In a couple of minutes, she will already have forgotten everything."

While he watched the young Sensates interact with their friends and relatives, Dr. Schue just smiled at the rest of the council members. "See?", he commented, pleased. "That's how it's supposed to be."

"What do you mean, Will?", Isabelle asked him confusedly.

"I mean that Sensates should live among normal humans in peace", he answered wisely. "They shouldn't fight each other, rather learn to love each other, and they all" - he pointed at the group still discussing about Quinn's sexual life- "obviously do love each other, no matter what they are. Those two kinds can indeed coexist in peace, contrarily to what people like the Slatters think. At the end of the day, we are all human, whether they like it or not."

That's it, guys. Next time, I will upload the epilogue...
Wow, how time flies xD