AN: omg you guys I just found this on my computer and I forgot that I had written this chapter so I am, just now posting this and I am so sorry I promise the next chapter will be faster in coming

Ch 15:

They pulled into Santana's driveway, surprised to see her car sitting in there. Kurt knew that they were there a bit early. They pulled up and Blaine hopped out of Kurt's car and headed over to his own car checking to make sure that it was okay. Once he was sure that his car was perfectly fine they went together to the front door and knocked on it. We heard a loud bang and looked at each other in confusion. When Santana answered the door she looked rather flustered and her hair was a little messed up. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Can I help you boys?"

Kurt managed to control his laughter, long enough to choke out a sentence.

"Uhh, yeah San, we need Blaine's stuff that he left here last night … Um are we interrupting something."

Santana looked a little flushed but just looked at Blaine.

"Come on Birdy, we will get your stuff while your man toy over there goes to get your car ready."

Kurt scoffed and then smiled at Blaine nodding for him to go ahead. Blaine smiled and walked briskly into the house following Santana up the stairs. Kurt smiled after them and then turned around to go check the car but stopped short. Across the street a man in all black clothing leaning against a light pole watching him. His heart quickened and his pulse began to race. He stumbled back as his heel hit the porch and he fell. He fell in slow motion. He felt his head hit the ground and nothing.

Blaine walked out the front door and the smile faded from his face. He dropped the bag from his shoulder and rushed to Kurt's side.

"Kurt, baby, are you okay."

Blaine started to panic, shaking Kurt.

"Kurt! Come on baby! Wake up!"

Santana was by his side in an instant.

"Kurt, come on Kurt. Wake up Doll Face. Come on back."

Kurt's eyes fluttered open and he looked around panicked. Seeing Blaine he sat up slowly and pulled him close.

"Don't let him get me, please baby, please."

Blaine held him close and rocked him slowly.

"Shhh honey, no one is going to get you, I won't let them. You are safe I have you."

Blaine looked across Kurt at Santana. She looked bewildered but went along with it.

"Kurt, honey, are you alright enough so that we can get over to Puck's and meet him at his apartment?"

Kurt nodded slowly and let Blaine help him up. He pulled Blaine in for a quick kiss and they separated going to their separate cars.

They both pulled out from in front of Santana's house and headed toward Puck's apartment.

They pulled up to Puck's apartment about 20 minutes later to see Puck leaning against the wall tapping out a text. He heard the cars come into the parking lot and looked up smiling at them. He walked over to the cars and leaned against Blaine's door.

"Well hello there wackos, welcome to Puckzilla's crash pad. How may I be of service?"

Blaine smiled lightly, for what was probably the first time in days and rolled his eyes.

"Hey idiot, how are you doing? Care to help us unload this fucking car so that we can get me settled?"

Puck smiled and slapped Blaine's shoulder lightly.

"Anything for Klaine."

He skipped away quickly to avoid Santana smacking upside the back of his head. He turned to see her glaring at him.

"You know that I hate that name for them right?"

"Yes Satan, which is why I said it. Now let's get this fucker unpacked shall we."

They all nodded and got to work.