A/N: So... last chapter! I hope it doesn't disappoint (too much :P).
Hopefully you'll enjoy the chapter!
Thankfully, the door opened without making a noise, and the group snuck in hastily, lest they get caught standing outside the door. There were some people standing on stage – Blaine figured that they were, most likely, Aural Intensity members – but there were no signs of any coach whatsoever.
They sat down in the final two rows of the auditorium, hoping that the back was dark enough to not get caught before they came up with a plan. Or get caught at all.
The auditorium was very silent for a minute, and then a tall, blond woman walked onto the stage and started barking at the students. Blaine wasn't paying much attention to what was said – he was merely wondering if this was the famous Sue Sylvester and how were they ever going to get Kurt back?
"I don't see him," Mercedes announced in a very quiet voice, sounding worried. "Where could he be?"
"Sshh!" Rachel hissed, making more noise than Mercedes did in the first place. "Just stay calm and watch."
Blaine heard a few snorts to that comment – after all, Rachel telling them to stay calm? That was borderline ridiculous. Luckily, not even those snorts were loud enough to catch the attention of the people on stage.
"Is that her?" he asked Mike, who was sitting on his right, and the other boy nodded, keeping his eyes on the stage. Next, Blaine chanced a glance to his left, where Wes and David were sitting.
As if feeling his stare, Wes turned towards him with a slightly panicking look in his eyes, and David, Blaine noticed, didn't look entirely at ease either. From what Blaine had seen in these past few minutes, this woman was a force to be reckoned with.
Regionals would be far from easy for the Warblers.
Sue Sylvester walked off the stage now and barked some more insults and orders towards the Aural Intensity members. Music started playing and more people came dancing onto the stage, but still no Kurt. Blaine started feeling a little sick – what had this woman done to his best friend?
Before the lead vocalists started singing, however, a loud ringtone cut through the auditorium. The students on stage stopped dancing, the music stopped playing, Sue Sylvester looked around sharply, and Finn pulled out his phone with an apologetic smile on his face.
"Huh," he muttered, staring at his screen. Blaine craned his neck to see what it read, but he wasn't tall enough. He figured it must've read 'home' or something, because Finn continued muttering. "I could've sworn mum and Burt both had to work today…"
"Just pick it up," Rachel hissed at him, throwing worried looks towards the front of the auditorium. Nobody had moved yet, but everyone was staring in their direction. "No – don't pick up. Don't pick up the phone, Finn!"
But Finn did pick up the phone. "Hello?" he asked, his tone questioning and his brow furrowed. "Huh? Kurt? What – "
It was as if a bomb exploded. Everybody around Blaine started shouting and going generally crazy. If they hadn't been caught before, they were surely caught now. Finn kept on mumbling into his phone, with some intervals during which, Blaine imagined, Kurt was speaking.
Only then, it really dawned on him – Kurt wasn't here. He hadn't been kidnapped, abducted or otherwise forcefully taken away. He was at home, safe, but, by the sound of it, severely pissed off at Finn at the moment.
Nobody noticed her until it was too late, so when Sue Sylvester was suddenly looming over their group and pulling the phone from Finn's grasp, they all just sat there, frozen.
"Porcelain?" she barked into the receiver. "Yes, that's right. I'm hanging up now." She tossed the phone back at the group, obviously not caring about the device at all. It was probably a good thing that Finn was on the football team and could catch stuff that was thrown in his general direction.
In the minutes that followed, she completely chewed out New Directions, their director, and many more things of which Blaine wasn't entirely sure what they had to do with the situation at hand. Wes was staring at her with wide, fearful eyes, and Blaine could swear David was whimpering.
The group on stage was still there as well, looking on curiously as their coach dealt with their competition. To be honest, though, they looked a little afraid as well.
Only after a while, the woman seemed to notice that it wasn't just New Directions who'd come to 'spy', and she narrowed her eyes at the three Warblers, carefully scrutinising them. "I thought I'd made sure Will Schuester couldn't reproduce, but apparently, it's still possible with hobbits…," she commented.
Blaine was fairly sure that that was, indeed, an insult and that it was, indeed, directed at him, but before he could react, Brittany said, "I thought Mr Schuester's son was back in Vocal Adrenaline now?"
Half the group went wild after she said that, while Blaine just looked on, not understanding what this was about – luckily, neither did David and Wes. Nor did Sam, by the looks of it. That was quite a relief.
With some final threats thrown at their heads (mostly consisting of Sue Sylvester bitching at Will Schuester and threatening to go to Figgins (whoever that might be) or even to court), the group hastily rushed out of the auditorium, and out of the school. There, leaning against their cars, they caught their breath again.
"Well, that wasn't so bad," Finn said brightly, while almost all of his team mates scowled at him.
"Tell me, Finn, how that wasn't so bad," Rachel snapped at him, crossing her arms defiantly. "This entire trip was a complete waste of time, Kurt wasn't even there and – "
"She didn't maim us, or harm us physically," Puck pointed out, and Blaine had to restrain himself before he would tell Puck that those things were basically the same thing.
"Plus, it's actually a good thing that Kurt wasn't there," Mercedes pointed out. "So are you going to tell us what that call was all about?" she demanded next, effectively turning everyone's attention back towards Finn again.
Finn grinned sheepishly. "We missed Glee. Nobody was there – remember that Artie's dad came to pick him up right when we left?"
"He wasn't feeling very well," Tina muttered to the three Warblers who, once again, had no idea what the other group was talking about.
"So Mr Schue just started calling some of our parents to find out where we were, but couldn't reach any of them. And – uh… it turns out that Kurt's sick. Not sure what was wrong with him, but he was even more cranky than usually. Our parents had made him stay at home for today but they hadn't told me, so… yeah."
"To think this could all have been avoided if we had called Kurt's dad to pick up Blaine's car hours ago…" another blond girl (Quinn?) muttered. "Finn, you idiot!"
"Didn't he text you?" David asked Blaine quietly, and Blaine shook his head.
"No, not as far as I'm aware." He pulled out his phone to check for any messages, but there were none.
"He probably didn't want you to worry," Mercedes, who was standing nearby, informed him. Nodding, Blaine pocketed his phone again.
"I'm just glad she didn't ask us why we were there," Rachel said. "If we'd told her, we might've given her some wrong ideas…"
"Can we just go back? At least we'll be back in time for dinner," Finn said, and everyone muttered their consent.
"What about Blaine's car?" Wes asked, looking around the group. "How are we going to get back to Westerville?"
"Finn, call Burt," Mercedes instructed the tall boy. "Ask him to have Blaine's car picked up or something – I don't care how you do it – and I'm sure the three of you can just eat dinner at theirs and then had back afterwards."
Finn nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, I'm sure mum won't mind, or Burt. And Kurt will be happy to see you too."
"As long as we don't catch whatever he has," Wes said, shrugging.
"Come on, Blaine, get in the car!" Rachel called out to him, sounding impatient – even though there were actually a couple of people who hadn't moved yet.
Blaine eyed her for a moment. "Are you going to scream and shout at me again?" he asked carefully. When she just stared at him indignantly, he shook his head. "I think I'll pass. Isn't there another free spot somewhere?"
"Not if you don't move right now." That was Mercedes, already forcefully dragging him towards Puck's car.
As they drove back towards Lima, Blaine even managed to fall asleep. This day had been much more adventurous and surreal than any of his other days at Dalton, that was for sure.
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