A/N: I don't own Glee. Enjoy the chapter. Very mild violence at the end. Just a warning.

Chapter 4

Kurt looked at Blaine and yawned as he woke when the light assaulted his face, he couldn't work out why it was so cold and… windy? The curly haired man ran his hands through his hair and he turned to see Kurt smiling at him. "We didn't actually sleep here did we?" He asked and rolled his eyes when Kurt merely nodded and stretched tiredly, looking oddly feline.

"Does this mean I can take you out for breakfast?" Blaine asked and the other man nodded in the affirmative.
"This feels like that scene between Piper Perabo and Adam Garcia in Coyote Ugly."
"Very true." Blaine mused as he slid off the hood of his car and gave his friend a hand. He liked where their relationship was going. It was beginning to feel like it used to again, where they could trust and rely on each other. He knew there would be hell to pay for his disappearing act all evening but somehow Kurt was worth it. It was the first day that the pair was scheduled to work together on the set of Bones, with Kurt observing so he got an idea of how practical the designs needed to be as well. It was fine, they could just say they were working ideas late into the night and Blaine picked Kurt up in the morning to show him where to go for that particular days shooting.

"As long as you're mine." Kurt cooed from the passenger seat as they drove to the nearest coffee shop. He'd actually convinced Blaine to play his Wicked CD that he knew was in there, and that he'd teased him about countless times in high school. The whole fight with Darren had actually worked out quite well, although he still wasn't looking forward to going home when he actually had to. Maybe he didn't have to go home and he could run away and join some type of travelling circus. He pondered when they finally reached a quaint little coffee shop and Blaine opened the car door for him like he'd done so many times before. He had to admit that he missed how Blaine treated him like a Prince and like he was the most important person in the world; apparently he still did so.

"I was on a date last night when you called. Wasn't working out really. Too much of a girly boy for me."
"Oh and I wasn't." Kurt scoffed as he ordered their usual coffees from high school and sat in a booth by the window, humming while he waited for his reply.
"You are the perfect amount of everything Kurt. Will keeps telling me off for comparing all of my dates to you and how I felt back in college." Blaine blushed into his drink and busied himself with staring at the edge of the cup. He was surprised when he felt Kurt's hand in his own free one and looked up with a smile.
"Thank you, Blaine. You always know what I need to hear." Kurt said and he meant it, he really did. It was moments like this that he questioned why he never went looking for Blaine at College and asked why he stopped calling. He'd just assumed that Blaine had found someone better and that kind of hurt. He felt kind of guilty now he knew that Blaine had broken his phone and lost all his numbers and that he hadn't deserved all the horrible thoughts and ranting that had ensued.

"I suppose i should go home and change, my clothes are all wrinkled and the paparazzi will slaughter me if i wear the same outfit two days in a row." Kurt said finally when he'd finished daydreaming and had actually checked the time. 9am. Darren will have left by now. It'll be safe.
"Of course." Blaine said sarcastically and reached for his car keys then finished his coffee, whistling absentmindedly as he waited for Kurt to fix his shirt and pants again.

"Nice place." Blaine said and sat down on the nearest red sofa. This was clearly Kurt's style unless he and Darren were both as fashion motivated as each other. Looking at the photos he thought not. This guy looked like a model but he didn't really dress like one. He looked like an idiot to be honest.

"Better now." Kurt said about an hour later when he'd had a quick shower and changed into a pair of plum coloured skinny jeans and a black shirt with white braces.
"Mhmm, you look more Kurt now."
"And you still dress like a dork." He said fondly then went to straighten Blaine's tie and rest his hand on his cheek briefly before turning towards the door.
"Thank you for everything so far Blaine, i was kind of scared that Darren might be here and be a bit angry."
"It's fine Kurt, i'll never let anyone or anything hurt you."
"I know."

"Well, Emily, I think you should probably have to coat done up for now and then open it later for your birthday drinks scene."
"Okay Kurt, don't tell Blaine but i'm so glad you're on board. The other designers were so boring compared to yours." The lady smiled and kissed his cheek, walking off to go and locate hair and make up to sort out the mess that the previous explosive scene had caused.
"She really likes you Kurt, and she never likes anyone." Blaine said when Kurt finally agreed to take a lunch break and was picking at his salad that Blaine had ordered in especially because he knew it was (or used to be) Kurt's favorite.
"It's because she's naturally gorgeous and I just help to make her look better." He said before he was interrupted by his phone playing "Teenage Dream" by Katy Perry which made Blaine blush a little. "I've gotta' take this. Be back in a little while." He said and walked off the main set and went to sit in his lavish caravan that he'd been allocated.

"Kurt you're needed on s-" Blaine interrupted later and was stopped in his tracks when he heard the shouting that was going on. He'd never heard Kurt shout before, not properly and definitely not at him.
"He's my best friend from high school, you moron. I can spend time with him if I like. You should never have hit me Darren. He'd never do that." He pauses for a while then he starts again, shouting through the angry tears that had started to fall unbeknown to either of them. "Yes well, I know you don't like him and I don't care. Really? Choose between you and him? Are you actually 12 years old? I choose Blaine. Move out of the house Darren. I don't want you around anymore." Kurt finished, having calmed himself down when he'd finally fixed the situation that he'd been trying to resolve for a very long time.

Blaine backpedalled and walked through the doors of his trailer, pretending he hadn't heard Kurt's phone conversation.
"Hey Kurt, we need you on set. Are you okay? You look upset." He said when he saw Kurt staring at his phone, eyes watery before he shook his head and burst into long overdue tears as he cuddled up to Blaine, sniffling occasionally as Blaine rubbed his back soothingly.
"It's just Darren thinks that i'm cheating on him with you and i'm not but I really missed you and I didn't go home and I think I'd get a little crazy if he stormed out and disappeared all night." The countertenor said in one big breath, sighing and burying his head back in Blaine's chest. "I kind of kicked him out too." He mumbled feeling a bit guilty for putting this all on Blaine.
"It might be best until you both calm down Kurt. I'm always here for you if you need anything." He said and was content with holding him in his arms a little bit longer. He was the director of course. They couldn't do anything without him anyway. "You can go home if you need the day off, everyone will understand." He said and finally released Kurt as he shook his head.
"No, it's fine. Give me 10 minutes to sort myself out and I'll be back on the set in a minute." He smiled bravely and watched as Blaine left the trailer and commenced shouting at someone who was demanding that Kurt come out instantly.

Blaine wasn't really sure how he felt about this latest development. He really wanted Kurt to be happy and if Darren was going to abuse him then that definitely would not be good for him. He needed to think of something they could do at the weekend to take both their minds off work and other things. A trip to his favorite Italian restaurant sounded like a good start. He grabbed his iPad from his bag and began looking through his timetable to see when he would be free next; he'd tried having an assistant but he couldn't deal with having someone following him around all day. I wouldn't mind having Kurt follow me around all day though… He walked slowly to the "Jeffersonian" set and merely watched as his actors, actresses and crew all worked together perfectly, they'd gotten so good that he could practically leave them alone for a few hours at a time when filming the less intricate scenes.

"There you are Kurt. I was just messing around with David and the sleeve of my mac broke and I didn't trust anyone to fix it but you." Emily, the protagonist of the series, said when Kurt walked through the door, his usual composure regained.
"Of course Em, I have a repair kit just here." He said and pulled a small intricately designed box from his jacket pocket which held a small reel of cotton, some scissors and a small needle. Blaine watched as he made quick work of repairing the tear, admiring the way that his fingers glided elegantly across the fabric, making it look as though nothing had ever happened.
"Thanks pet. Steve our producer would have killed me if I had to leave that scene and change into different clothes." She turned and waved at their producer with a sweet smile and Kurt did the same, trying his hardest not to laugh as she waltzed back onto the set. She really did like Kurt and she'd have to remember to ask him out for coffee before they finished filming the first season.

"You seem to have really made an impression on the staff." Blaine wondered aloud and looked at Kurt, expecting some kind of answer.
"Yes it does look that way. I think I'm just likeable because most of my employees love me too. " He pondered. He looked around and found a nearby seat which was unused and started to draft some more designs for the characters, branching out from the two main stars, to their costars as well.

"I thought I'd find you here." Darren's voice cut across the set and everyone turned to look at him. Kurt sighed and looked at the 2 security men who followed close behind him.
"It's alright guys, he's with me. Sort of."
"It's okay." Blaine agreed and nodded, trying not to be intimidated as the older man strode up to him. Darren looked Blaine up and down then sneered as he spoke.
"I can't believe you'd cheat on me with this curly haired pretty boy." He spat as he turned to Kurt and took his arm forcefully. "We need to have a little chat if you don't mind." Before the younger man had time to respond his lover had pulled him from the set and pinned him against a nearby wall out of sight. "You can't leave me Kurt. I won't let you." He leered inbetween placing kisses on Kurt's neck as he struggled to get free.
"Just get off!" He squeaked and was surprised when Darren's hand clamped around his throat.
"If I can't have you then no one else can!" He snarled as he tightened his grip and Kurt felt his eyes begin to water in fear as the unconscious threatened to pull him under with every painful ragged breath. He felt his feet fail beneath him and felt the familiar cold tarmac before his eyes finally closed, the darkness taking him by force.

Dun dun duuunnnn! *major cliffhanger*

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KayleighBella