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Blaine's eyes flickered open and the sound of an engine filled his ears. It took a few seconds for his eyes and his mind to focus. He sighed when he realized where he was. They were still on the road, he had no idea how long it had been since they had left the university. Blaine turned to Kurt in the driver's seat and groaned while he stretched his arms.

"Sorry I fell asleep, did I sleep long?" Blaine asked pushing himself up so he sat straight. Kurt shook his head.

"Not really, an hour maybe. And it's okay, you're tired." Kurt replied and rubbed his tired eyes.

"Do you want me to drive for a while?" Blaine asked.

"No, I'm ok." Kurt said taking a quick glance at Blaine before letting his eyes drift back to the road.

"Kurt, you're exhausted, just pull over and I'll drive. Or we should really pull in to a hotel."

Kurt looked over at Blaine and sighed.

"Fine, there's a hotel up ahead, we can go there and figure out what we are going to do," Kurt looked at Blaine for a little longer awaiting a nod before he looked back at the road again.

They turned in to the Felix Hotel and pulled into one of the empty spaces. Kurt turned off the engine and they sat in the dark car, staring at the hotel. Eventually, Blaine silently turned to Kurt, who was looking out off the window of the car.

"Kurt, I'm so sorry that I got you involved with this again," Blaine whispered and averted his eyes. He felt scared of what Kurt's reply might be.

"Blaine, this isn't your fault. I love you. I'm going to be there for you and I'm damn sure I'm not going to let that psycho hurt you again!" Kurt said putting his hand on Blaine forearm and giving it a small squeeze making Blaine turn to look at him.

Kurt turned to get out of the car before Blaine could answer, he sat in the car for a few more seconds before following him out of the car and towards the hotel entrance. He had to jog a little to catch up with Kurt who had already walked through the door of the hotel. When Blaine entered the hotel he Kurt was standing at the desk. Blaine didn't look around much, his mind was completely focused on getting next to Kurt. The only place that he felt remotely safe.

Blaine was glad that Kurt had been focused on them saving money or they would have been screwed. They got their key and walked up the stairs to the second floor and then to door number 35. Kurt stuck the key in the lock and when they heard a satisfying click he pushed the door open and walked inside. It wasn't nothing like a 5 star hotel but it would do for the night. The both threw themselves on the double bed and laid back staring at the flower patterns on the ceiling.

"What are we going to do?" Blaine mumbled turning on to his side, but Kurt stayed facing the ceiling. With a blank expression. Blaine watched him for a while.

"Do you think we should go to the police?" Kurt asked with the same expression still on his face like it was engraved there.

"I think we should try, there might be nothing they can do but its worth a try. But I think we should call them, we don't want to go in public too much" Blaine replied. With a heavy sigh he sat up. Finally Kurt's expression change to concern. He followed Blaine's actions and sat up.

"You know we're going to get through this right?" Kurt smiled softly making the dimples in his cheeks show. Blaine brought up his hand and slowly ran his fingers over them.

"I hope so." Blaine whispered letting his hand drop in to his lap. He turned to the phone on the oak bedside table.

"Do you want to call them or shall I?" Blaine asked his eyes not moving from the white phone. Kurt saw the fear in Blaine's eyes and pushed himself to the edge of the bed.

"I'll do it, you have been through enough for one day" he said getting to his feet.

Blaine's eyes got watery from the gesture and it overwhelmed him.

"Thank you" he whispered. The last thing he wanted to do at that moment was to call the police.

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John spoke into the phone angrily, he couldn't believe that it would take five to six hours to track the car that Blaine had taken off in.

"I need to find them now! Do you have any idea how far they could be by then, you need to do it faster!" he said. There was agreement and apologies on the other side of the phone but John wasn't interested. He thought he would have Blaine by now. But he didn't have anything. How did he let him get away? He had him where he wanted and now he was gone. His grip on the phone tightened and he removed it from his ear forcefully and hung up shoving his phone back in to his pocket.

A growl rose in his throat and he looked around. He had no idea where he was going to go, the sun was starting to go down and it was getting cold out. He had seen a couple of hotels on the way in to the town and he would have to stay in one of them. He had a fake credit card that couldn't be tracked so he could stay in which ever one he wanted. He walked to the edge of the road and put his hand out calling on a taxi that was about to go by and it stopped.

"To the nearest hotel, please," John said putting on fake smile for the taxi driver. The taxi driver smiled back before saying, "To the Felix Hotel it is" he said and drove away from the curb.

"Excellent" John replied pulling his hood over his head to hide his face, those little brats could have already called the police, but they wouldn't be able to help them forever.

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