Chapter 32
Sam is making breakfast and talking to his father. "So, it's been a few months. Where've you been?" asks Sam.
"Ah, you know, here and there. Never one place too long. You know Pete," replies Hiram flippantly.
"No I don't. Because you never brought him around."
Hiram doesn't respond to the question and walks back over towards Sam, changing the topic. "So, blonde's the new flavor of the month, huh? Sorry I scared her off."
"She's not a flavor, Dad Hiram. I like her."
"So, she's the one?"
"No, probably not, but maybe."
Hiram grabs a clean glass from the sink and opens the fridge, grabbing a bottle of vodka, before sitting down at the table. "Sammy, seriously, Lizzie Fabray's daughter? Eck."
"Dad, seriously, knock it off."
"Ice, please?" He holds his glass out and Sam takes it, opening the fridge and placing ice in it.
"So, uh, you heard from Rach? Sam hands Hiram the glass and he pours some vodka in it.
"No, but don't worry. She'll come home eventually when she needs something. I played that game."
"Are you playing it now?"
"No."
"Then what are you doin' home?"
"Are you trying to say I need a reason to come back? Sit down. Eat with me." Sam grabs his breakfast off the stove and sits across the table from Hiram. "Tell me everything I've missed, hmm."
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Blaine mills around downtown Lima.
Will walks up to him. "Thanks for meeting me. Something's come up," he says.
"Emma told you," guesses Blaine.
"Yeah."
"So, it's true. Your wife Terri was Kurt's birth mother.
"What does Kurt know?"
Blain sighs, crosses his arms over his chest. "About your wife?"
"About everything. About you, your brother."
"He knows what I am, and he knows that you know about the vampires."
"Does he know about Puck and Terri?"
"No. I couldn't tell him, not until I was sure."
"You said you'd help me."
"I asked Puck without saying too much. He doesn't remember."
"Ask him again," presses Will.
"Puck is not stable right now."
"You know, he murdered my wife, or at the very least made a meal out of her. When has he been stable?"
"I'm telling you not to push this."
"Give me a reason not to."
"Your survival. How's that for a reason? I'll handle it, but for now, I need you to let it go."
"Is that what you'll tell Kurt? Let it go?"
Blaine moves closer to Will until they are merely inches apart. "Leave Kurt out of this," says Blaine threateningly.
"I need to know what happened. I think you would, too."
Blaine breathes out and backs away a bit. "I need something more than just your wife's name. A picture, something I could show Puck."
Will retrieves a photo of Terri from his wallet and hands it to Blaine. Blaine takes it and walks away.
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FLASHBACK
In Will and Terri's apartment, Will awakens to the sound of typing on a keyboard. He sits up groggily. Terri is typing away on her computer.
"Ter," says Will.
"Just a few more minutes," replies Terri.
"Can't you, uh, can't you finish this in the morning?"
Terri turns back and looks at him. "But I like working at night."
"Yeah, see, I like sleeping at night. With you." Terri turns back to her computer and continues typing. Will sits up in the bed. "Okay, I'll bite. What is it, thesis stuff?" Terri stops typing and bites her lip, not responding. "Look, baby, I'm in a three-way here with you and your computer, the least you can do is let me know what you're up to."
Terri gets up from her desk and walks over to the bed. "I was doing research, and I dug up all this stuff about Lima." Will looks at her intrigued. "And how every now and then, people die mysteriously, and they say that it's animal attacks. Except, these bodies are drained of blood." She pauses briefly. Will looks at her, confused. "It's vampires. It has to be."
"Okay. I'll get my garlic and holy water, and then maybe, just maybe…"
Terri rolls her eyes. "No." Terri hits Will with a pillow.
"We can get some sleep. Come here."
"No."
Will pulls Terri onto the bed and caresses her face. "Look, this is why I love you, because you believe in all of this stuff. So much so that you're making a degree out of it. You're like Mulder, except hotter and a girl."
Terri rolls her eyes again and pushes Will down on the bed, moving on top of him. "This is not a joke, Will. You think that this is cute, but I'm gonna prove it." Terri kisses him then scoots off the bed, heading back to her computer. "And Mulder was right in the end."
END OF FLASHBACK
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Kurt and Trudie are looking through an old yearbook. Trudie points out a picture of Terri.
"Ah. The boys came to the games for her. The football team hadn't won in years. Her and the cheerleaders were the stars," says Trudie reminiscing.
Kurt smiles. "Heh. This is great. Thank you."
"You're welcome." She looks at Kurt's teacup. "You haven't touched your tea."
"Oh. Yeah." Kurt picks the cup up and takes a sip. He furrows his brow at the taste of it and gives it a whiff. "What is this?"
"Oh, it's just some herbal mixture," replies Trudie.
"Vervain?" asks Kurt. Trudie doesn't respond. "You know."
"Know what?" asks Trudie innocently.
"You didn't invite me in, and you're serving vervain tea. You know."
Trudie stands up. "I think that you should probably leave."
Kurt places his cup down. "Wait. What are you not telling me?"
"Please leave. Now!"
Kurt gets up and leaves the house. As he walks back to his car, grabbing his keys from his pocket, he sees a man standing in the middle of the road. As fast as he can, Kurt unlocks the car door, ignites the engine and drives off. The man slowly walks down the street towards where Kurt was parked.
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Will is at Breadstix, sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of bourbon. Puck walks up to the bar and stands next to him.
"Bourbon," Puck tells the bartender. Puck sits down beside Will. The bartender pours bourbon into a glass and pushes it towards Puck. "Behold the teacher. Don't you have some papers to grade?"
"It's, uh, more fun with a buzz," replies Will with a smirk.
"Well, most things in life are. Sober's depressing."
"You don't strike me as somebody who gets depressed."
"You say that like you know me."
"Nope. Just a hunch." Puck and Will exchange long looks. Will finishes his drink and places it down on the bar. "You have a good afternoon."
"Not likely," replies Puck cynically.
Will gets up and leaves.
Not long after his departure, Sheriff Fabray walks up to the bar, standing next to Puck. "Daytime drinking, huh?"
"It's all the rage," replies Puck flippantly.
"Listen, I need a favor."
"You ever been in love?" asks Puck, changing the conversation.
"Excuse me?"
"Have you ever been so bent on someone, just to have your heart ripped out by them?"
"You forget I was married."
"Right. Gay husband." He gestures to the barman. "She'll have what I'm having."
The bartender pours another bourbon.
Puck pats the seat next to him. "Sit down."
Sheriff Fabray takes a seat next to Puck. "There's a fundraiser here tonight that the Founder's Council is throwing. The town's most eligible bachelors get raffled off for dates, and, well, we're short a bachelor."
"Is this what you do when there's no, um…Vampires? Organize bachelor raffles?"
Sheriff Fabray laughs. "Oh, trust me. At this point, I miss the vampires. Look, you're a hero to this town, Puck. I know most people don't know it, but you are, and you're single and a catch. Oh, come on, help me out. Nancy Abrams won't let me live it down if I come up empty-handed.
"You know, a room full of women clamoring to win a date with me. Sounds tasty."
Sheriff Fabray laughs, relieved. "Thank you."
"One thing. Can you get information on someone for me? Will Schuester, the history teacher. There's just something a little off about him, and I just - I just wanna make sure that the high school did their homework on this guy."
Sheriff Fabray gets up. "You got it."
"Thanks."
Sheriff Fabray departs as Puck takes a swig from his glass of bourbon.
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The doorbell rings and Trudie answers the door. The man from the middle of the road is on her front porch.
"May I help you?" asks Trudie.
"Thank you for the text," replies the man.
Trudie looks surprised. "You're welcome. I didn't tell her anything. I-I kept my promise."
"Good," replies the man.
"The boy, though, he—he knew something."
"That won't be a problem. He won't get any closer to the truth."
"Good. So, I'm done?"
"Yes. You're done."
Trudie starts to close the door, but the man grabs a hold of it and starts pushing it back. Trudie struggles to shut it. "No, I won't invite you in! You can't come in!"
"I'm not a vampire, so, yes, I can," replies the man darkly. The man flings the door open, forcefully, causing Trudie to land on the stairs. He enters the house.
"I don't understand. I did what you told me. I did my part!"
"And now I do mine," says the man simply.
Trudie yells and starts running up the stairs. The man pursues her and grabs her by her hair. He throws her down the stairs and she tumbles to the bottom floor. A pool of blood forms around Trudie's head. The man descends the stairs and steps over Trudie's body, leaving the house.
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Harper walks into the middle of downtown Lima and looks around, overwhelmed by the changes over the past century and a half. He looks over at a bench where a woman sits. The woman and he exchange long looks, as if they know each other. She nods her head slightly and Harper walks away.
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Kurt runs up to Blaine's room after his meeting with Trudie. "Blaine?"
"Better. Me," replies Puck. Puck walks out of the bathroom, without a shirt on.
"You look, um…" starts Kurt, dumbstruck by Puck's body.
"Dashing? Gorgeous? Irresistible?" Puck walks across the room, closing the space between him and Kurt. Kurt pushes him back when he gets uncomfortably close.
"Wrecked. You look wrecked," answers Kurt.
"Did you know that I am one of Lima's most eligible bachelors?"
"Huh."
"Yep."
"How are you doing?"
"Never better. Yep." Puck puts on a black button up shirt. "What can I do for you? I'm a barrel of favors today. It's my newfound purpose—how can I help people?"
"I'm just meeting Blaine. We're going to the fundraiser."
Puck pretends that he is too drunk to button up his shirt, so he tries to get Kurt to do it for him so he'll be close to him. He turns around, looking at Kurt hoping he'll come over to him. "Help a guy out, will you? Can't get this."
Kurt sighs and walks over to Puck. He grabs the front of his shirt and begins buttoning it up. "So, I found out who my birth mother is."
"Eccch. Who cares?"
Kurt looks at him, hurt.
"She left you. She sucks."
Kurt and Puck exchange glances for a moment, then Kurt looks over Puck's shoulder and smiles.
"Blaine! There you are." Kurt walks over to Blaine. Blaine smiles at him in response.
Puck starts to put his jacket on. "Uhhh. I need a bigger jacket for my guns. You know, an occasional sorority girl might help fill you out a little bit." Puck throws the jacket onto Blaine's bed and leaves the room.
"He's fine," says Kurt.
"He's Damon," replies Blaine.
"Maybe this heartache will be good for him. It'll remind him that he has one, even if it doesn't beat."
"Won't hold my breath."
Kurt smiles and laughs. "So, I went to see Trudie Del Monico."
Blaine's face becomes stony.
"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't plan it," says Kurt.
"How was it?"
"She has vervain. She knows about vampire stuff, and it can't be a coincidence."
"It isn't. This is Will's wife." Blaine takes out the picture of Terri that Will gave to him and hands it to Kurt. Kurt looks at it.
"This is her. This is Terri. He gave this to you?" asks Kurt.
"Everything he knows about vampires, he learned from her. He believes that she was killed by one."
"Oh, my god."
"Listen, Kurt, there's a lot about Terri that Will can tell you, but I need you to hold off a little while before you talk to him."
"Why?"
"I know that it's a lot to ask of you, but will you do that for me?"
Kurt nods.
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Mrs. Abrams is on the stage, talking into a microphone, introducing the Fundraiser. "Tickets for the raffle are now on sale. All proceeds benefit the annual Founder's Day celebration."
Emma walks up to Will. Will has a drink in his hand.
"That's a good look for you," says Emma.
"What? Embarrassed and uncomfortable?" asks Will snidely.
"Yep. That's- that's the one."
"Hey, look, um, I'm, uh, sorry about earlier. It was just kind of a-a shock."
"No, I'm sorry for dropping it on you, but I felt like you should know."
"No, I get it."
"At some point, maybe you and Kurt could talk. I'm sure he'd like to hear about Terri, what she was like."
"Yeah."
"Uh…Or not. No pressure."
"I don't know if that's a-a great idea. At least not—not for a while."
Emma nods understandingly at his answer.
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Blaine walks downstairs where Puck is putting on a bigger jacket.
"Where'd our boyfriend go?" asks Puck.
"He's on her way to Breadstix I, uh, wanted to talk to you," says Blaine, ignoring Puck's comment. He pulls out the picture of Terri and hands it to Puck, who looks at it with his usual smugness. "This is the woman, Terri. Remember her now?"
"Who wants to know?" asks Puck, bored.
"I do."
"Who else wants to know?"
"Did you kill her?"
"Sorry. Don't know her." Puck walks past Blaine and looks back at him. "Hey, are you coming? The Real Housewives of Lima await."
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Quinn, Kurt, and Sam are all milling around at the front of Breadstix.
"He's already been hit on, like, 35 times. He's total cougar bait," says Quinn.
"Impressive," says Kurt.
"More like embarrassing," replies Sam.
Quinn laughs and sees Hiram enter Breadstix.
"Hi, Mr. Berry," greets Quinn.
Hiram glances at Quinn with distaste and looks at Kurt.
"Kurt, honey," greets Hiram.
"Hi, Hiram," replies Kurt.
Hiram and Kurt exchange hugs.
"Long time, no see."
"How are you doing?" asks Kurt.
"Oh, same old. So, Sammy tells me you broke his heart."
"Dad!" yells Sam, embarrassed.
"Just kidding. Calm down. He found his rebound." He glances over at Quinn. "Oh. Here you go, sweetheart. However many that'll buy." Hiram grabs some money and hands it to Quinn, who takes it with a small smile. "I just hope I don't get Bachelor 3. I dated him in high school. Not impressive. In any way."
Sam shakes his head, embarrassed. Quinn hands Hiram his tickets and he takes them.
"Very exciting!" says Hiram when he grabs the tickets. He walks into Breadstix.
Kurt turns around and sees Will. They stare at each other for a moment before Will walks off and Kurt turns back around with a dissatisfied look.
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Puck and Mrs. Abrams are talking in another part Breadstix.
"I've got the big date planned. It's a romantic dinner, secluded spot somewhere woodsy," says Puck.
"You're making me think I should buy a ticket," replies Mrs. Abrams.
"Well, you are in charge. You could always rig it. "Puck says this with a sly smirk. Sheriff Fabray enters Breadstix and Puck spots her. "Mmm. Pardon me."
Puck rubs Mrs. Abrams' arm and walks over to the Sheriff. Sheriff Fabray and Puck retreat into a corner. She has a folder in her hand.
"I ran the check on the history teacher. You want this before or after your big debut?"
"How's it look?" asks Puck.
The Sheriff hands Puck the folder and he begins looking through it. "He checks out. Couple of speeding tickets. It's a rough story, though. Turns out his wife went missing a few years back."
"She have a name?"
"Yeah. Terri." The Sheriff flips back to a page containing Terri's photo. Puck looks at it.
"Terri." Puck looks out into Breadstix at Will with a very Puck-ish look on his face.
Blaine enters Breadsitx as Mrs. Abrams introduces each of the bachelors on stage. "And what do you do, Bachelor Number 3?"
"Yeah, I'm a plumber," Bachelor Number 3 answers.
"Well, isn't that wonderful? We could always use more plumbers. Moving on. Number 4, 'William Schuester.' Wow. That's quite a mouthful. What do you do, William?"
"I'm a teacher at William McKinley High School," answers Will.
"Oh, beauty and brains, ladies. This one's a keeper. What do you teach?"
"History," answers Will.
"History. Oh, well, give us a fun fact about Lima, something crazy."
Will looks over at Puck. Puck places his hand up to his ear, sarcastically anticipating a response.
"Uh, well…"
Mrs. Abrams pulls the microphone away. "He's probably saving the best stories for his date." She moves down the line. "And last, but not least, Noah 'Puck' Puckerman. We don't have much on you."
Blaine stops in the middle of the room and looks at Kurt. Kurt smiles at him and waves from a table he's sharing with Emma. Blaine smiles back and waves, then looks back at the stage.
"Well, I'm tough to fit on a card," says Puck with a smirk.
"Do you have any hobbies, like to travel?"
"Oh, yeah. L.A., New York. Couple of years ago, I tried to tour the Ohio State campus. I think—I think Will went to school there. Didn't you, Will?" Puck turns to look at Will, who does the same. "Yeah, 'cause I- I know your wife did."
Blaine becomes alert and looks over at Kurt. His face starts to falter. Blaine makes his way over to him.
"I had a drink with her once. She was—she was a great girl. I ever tell you that? Cause she was - Delicious. Mmm! Mmm mmm mmm."
Kurt's mouth hangs open. Her eyes filled with tears as she stares at Puck. Emma looks over at him.
"Are you okay?" asks Emma.
"I just need some air," replies Kurt, quickly walking toward the exit.
Kurt gets up and walks past Blaine, out of Breadstix. Blaine follows him.
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Outside, Kurt paces around. Blaine exits Breadstix and approaches him. He turns to face Blaine.
"Kurt," says Blaine as he walks up to Kurt.
"He killed her? Puck was the vampire that killed her?"
"I don't know what happened. Will said that they never found the body."
"Oh, my god. Blaine."
"I know. I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you. But I just—I wanted to know more."
"I was feeling sorry for him, hoping that this whole Kristian thing would change him. I'm so stupid."
"He doesn't know about the connection to you. I thought about confronting him, but he's already so on edge."
"Why are you protecting him?"
"Because you're not the only one hoping that he might actually change."
Kurt shakes his head slightly as him and Blaine look at each other. Kurt looks over Blaine's shoulder and back up at him, but does a double take when he recognizes the man from earlier down the street. "That man."
Blaine turns around and looks at the man, who watches them.
"I saw that man outside of Trudie's," says Kurt.
"Get back inside. Come on." Blaine gently pushes Kurt back inside Breadstix and follows her soon thereafter.
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Inside, Mrs. Abrams pulls out a raffle ticket from the bowl. "And bachelor number 3 goes to 37458!"
"That's me," says Hiram. He walks towards Mrs. Abrams.
"Ah. Hiram Berry. Lovely," says Mrs. Abrams with disdain. Hiram takes the ticket from Mrs. Abrams. "You and the plumber should have so much fun."
Hiram walks over to Quinn to claim his prize.
"Congratulations, Mr. Berry," says Quinn.
"Okay, just stop. Stop trying so hard. This thing you're doing, this nice thing, it's fake. Like you. Like your mom. And for some reason, Sam fell for it, but that doesn't mean that I will. I don't like you, okay? So, tell plumber boy I'll be at the bar.
"Okay," replies Quinn in a small voice. She looks hurt by Hiram's presumptions.
Hiram walks off.
Kurt walks back into Breadstix, still upset and shocked. As he continues walking and not paying attention to where he's going, he runs right into Puck.
"Whoa. Easy there. Buy a ticket like everyone else," says Puck with a smirk.
"Did you enjoy that? Rubbing it in to Will Schuester?" asks Kurt angrily.
"What?"
"Just as I was starting to think that there was something redeemable about you."
Blaine walks up to Kurt and Puck. "Kurt." Blaine shakes his head at Kurt.
Puck looks from Blaine to Kurt. "Am I missing something here?"
"Did I forget to mention earlier when we were talking about my birth mother? The one that gave me up?" asks Kurt.
"Mm-hm," replies Puck.
"Her name was Terri," says Kurt as he drops the bomb.
Puck's face falters.
"Go ahead. Reminisce about how you killed her." Kurt rams into Puck's shoulder as he walks past him. Blaine and Puck exchange looks and Blaine leaves to follow Kurt.
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Outside, Kurt is trying to catch his breath and Blaine follows behind him.
"Come on. Let's get you home," says Blaine as he grabs Kurt's arm.
Kurt stops abruptly when he sees the man from earlier standing in front of him. Blaine sees him too and stands slightly in front of Kurt, placing his hand out to protect him.
"I have a message for you," says the man.
"What?" asks Kurt cautiously.
"Who are you?" asks Blaine.
"Stop looking," says the man simply.
"Stop looking for what?" asks Kurt.
"She doesn't want to know you. She doesn't want to talk to you," says the man.
"Terri?" asks Kurt.
"You need to stop looking. Do you understand?" asks the man.
"She's alive? Does that mean she's a—" Kurt tries to piece together.
Kurt starts to inch forward, but Blaine puts his arm back to keep him behind. "Kurt, he's under compulsion."
"Do you understand?" asks the man again.
"Yes. I do," Kurt replies.
"Good." The man looks down the street. "I'm done now." The man steps backwards into the road. A large truck blares its horn but runs over the man, killing him. Kurt, shocked, grabs Blaine and puts his head in his shoulder.
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Only a moment after the incident, Blaine and Kurt run into the middle of the street. People around them are yelling. Blaine kneels and looks at the man. Kurt sees a phone that must have fallen out of the man's pocket and picks it up. Blaine quickly stands up and grabs Kurt's arm.
"Come on. Let's get out of here. Come on," says Blaine.
Kurt places the phone in his pocket as Blaine drags him off to his car.
Inside, Mrs. Abrams holds up another ticket and reads the number. "37649."
Many of the women in the crowd make disappointed sounds.
Emma raises her hand. "That's me."
"Congratulations!" says Mrs. Abrams.
Emma walks up to Mrs. Abrams and takes her ticket.
"And Bachelor Number 5, Noah Puckerman." She pulls out a ticket. "37552."
Will walks over to Emma who hands her ticket to Quinn.
"Would you look at that? 37552. What are the chances? Me." She looks around for Puck. "Where'd he go?"
"I'll call you later," Will tells Emma. He leaves.
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FLASHBACK
In Will's and Terri's apartment, Will is sitting on the edge of the bed as Terri talks to him and paces across the floor. "I think it's time to let this vampire crap go. I mean, the research, the trips, it's become an obsession.
"Well, this is important to me, Will."
"Why? Why is it so important? Explain it to me. I mean, make me understand."
Terri doesn't respond.
He sighs. "I mean, what's the point of this? You don't want kids. You're barely ever home. I just want us to be normal people."
"Maybe I don't want to. Maybe I want more."
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Sam guides Hiram into the house. Hiram is obviously intoxicated.
"Here we go. Home, sweet home, Dad," says Sam.
"Wait. Why—why are we back here? I wasn't ready to leave," says Hiram, slurring his words.
"Yeah, you were."
Hiram plops down on the sofa with Sam's help and he sits down beside him.
"You're the best, Sammy."
"I know."
"I'm-I'm sorry…I was gone so long."
"Why are you really home, mom?"
"It's Pete. He's gone, and it's all my fault. I did it. I always do it."
"No, you didn't, Dad. It's not your fault."
"You're all I have left." He says on the verge of tears. "Please don't leave me."
"I'm not going anywhere," Sam promises.
Hiram touches Sam's face and smiles. He then lays his head on a throw pillow and Sam covers him with a blanket.
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Puck walks across the parlor and prepares to make a drink. Quietly, Will enters the room with a stake in his hand.
"Are you really this stupid?" asks Puck. He finishes pouring his drink and turns around to look at Will who is standing behind him. "Guess so."
Puck takes a drink, places his glass down, and vamp-runs at Will, throwing him across the room. Will lands on the floor, heavily, but quickly gets back up, ready to attack. "You gonna put down the stake?"
Will remains in an attacking stance.
"Wow. That's courage."
Puck walks towards Will.
"Where's Terri? What have you done to my wife?" asks Will.
"You want me to tell you I killed her? Would that make you happy? Because I think you know what happened."
"I saw you feeding on her."
"Yeah, I did, and I wasn't lying. She was delicious." Will rushes at Puck. He hits Will in the stomach and Will keels over falling back onto the floor. "Oh, come on. What do you think happened? Not an inkling? Never considered the possibility?"
Will looks up at him.
"I turned her," Puck answers simply.
"Why?"
"She came to me. All pathetic, looking for vampires. There was something about her, something I liked. There was something special."
"You turned her because you liked her?"
"No, I slept with her because I liked her. I turned her because she begged me to. Yeah. But you knew that, too, didn't you? Hmm. I guess she wasn't happy at home, wasn't happy with life in general, wasn't happy with you."
Will rushes at Puck again, but Puck grabs the stake from Will's hands and stabs him in the chest, puncturing his lung. Will yells in pain.
"Ah, this is a shame. We're kindred spirits, abandoned by the women we love. Unrequited love sucks." Puck removes the stake from Will's chest. He wheezes. "Sounds like I got a lung. Which means I get to sit here and watch you die."
Puck tosses Will to the floor. Will gasps for air and places his hands over his wound. Puck throws the stake down, grabs his drink, and sits down on the sofa as he watches Will take one last breath before he dies. Puck takes a swig from his glass as he looks at Will's dead body.
Blaine walks in the room and looks at Will. He rushes over to the body and kneels next to it, checking for a pulse. "What happened? What did you do?"
"Do what? He attacked me," answers Puck, feigning innocence.
Blaine sits up and looks at Puck. "Puck."
"All I did was tell him the truth. His wife didn't want him anymore. It's not my fault he couldn't handle it."
"Like you've been handling Kristian?"
"I'm handling it fine. You know what? Terri came to me. She found me. And if she's related to Kurt, that means she's related to Kristian. Maybe Kristian sent her to me."
"Stop it. You don't have to keep looking."
"Can't be a coincidence Terri sought me out. Uh-uh. Can't." He points to Will. "I'm assuming you'll take care of this." Puck gets up and leaves the room.
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Blaine, exhausted by Puck's actions, sits down next to Will's body. Suddenly, Blaine sees Will's fingers move. He furrows his brow and leans over Will. Suddenly, Will gasps back to life, panting heavily. He sits up, confused.
"What happened? What's going on?" Will asks, catching his breath.
"You were just…did Puck turn you?" Blaine asks confused.
"No. I - I went for him and then he, uh- he stabbed me."
"No, no, no. You must have vampire blood in your system. Somebody slipped it to you."
Will flexes his fingers. "No. It's, uh, it's something else."
"Then how?"
"I, uh…" Will looks down at the ring on his right hand. "Terri."
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Will and Terri are in bed in their apartment.
Will holds a small box in his hand. "Surprise gifts aren't fair. I always feel bad for not getting you something."
"Just open it," urges Terri.
Will opens the box and laughs. "Oh, that's a giant piece of jewelry." He takes the ring out and examines it.
"I know. It's ridiculous. Just tell people it's a family heirloom. Nobody questions that."
"Where'd you get this?"
"If I told you, you'd laugh at me. But promise me that you'll always wear it. It'll protect you from all the things that go bump in the night."
"A ring to ward off the demons, huh?"
"Consider it a- a token of my love, my affection, and if nothing else, an apology for being so crazy."
"Well, you were definitely crazy." Will places the ring on his finger.
"I'm selfish, and I'm obsessed, and I'm a horrible wife. But you love me anyway."
"Yes, I do."
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Will continues to fidget with the ring and looks up at Blaine. "This ring protected me."
"That's impossible," says Blaine.
"I know."
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Kurt is in his bed. He picks up a picture of his parents. He looks at it for a moment then places it down on his lap. He grabs the cell phone that he took from the man that was run over. Kurt unlocks the phone and finds the last number that was dialed. Before he can change his mind, Kurt calls the number and places the phone to his ear. After a few rings, a woman picks up on the other end.
"Was there a problem? Did you find him? What's going on?" asks Terri anxiously.
"Terri?" asks Kurt.
Terri hangs up without another word. Kurt locks the phone, looking tearful.
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Harper is walking down a path through the woods. He approaches a house and knocks on the door. The woman that Harper saw downtown earlier answers the door.
"Pearl, it's Harper," says the woman.
Pearl and Anna walk to the front door and woman goes back into the house.
"I'm glad you found us. Ms. Gibbons, this gentleman is a friend of mine," says Pearl.
Miss Gibbons comes up from behind Pearl.
"May he come in?" asks Pearl.
"Any friend of Pearl's is a friend of mine. Please do. Come in," says Mrs. Gibbons.
"Annabelle, close the door, please," Pearl instructs Anna.
Harper enters the house and walks off with Pearl and Miss Gibbons. Anna looks at into the woods as she shuts the door.