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Tim looked back to see the big eyed midget chasing after him, flanked by a few of the other freaks. He knew that it had been a bad idea to let Kurt sing, but Ben had begged him and he couldn't say no to him. Tim grabbed Kurt roughly by the arm, ignoring his pained flinch, and tugged him towards an emergency exit.
C'mon Gus!" Tim heard someone yell from behind and saw two other guys closing in on him.
Tim threw open the door and pulled his gun from his jacket. He managed to scare his pursuers into stopping, then he ran out the door and to his van, pulling a reluctant Kurt with him. He shoved the young boy into the back of the van then grabbed the chloroform and a rag from the front.
Kurt tried to get away, but Tim overpowered him and shoved the chloroform soaked rag over his mouth and nose. He held it there until Kurt stopped struggling then left the boy in the car as he went to get Ben.
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Maybe the plan had backfired a little, Ben thought as he saw New Directions follow Kurt off the stage. He worried about Tim and what the kids might do to him, or worse, what he might do to them. He didn't notice the fact that his son's were gone until they had already disappeared into the crowd. He cursed loudly and began to run towards a throng of people, hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the kids.
Ben jumped a little when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Where are they?" Tim yelled over the crowd that was still talking about the glee club leaving the stage.
"I don't know," Ben cried, "they were here a second ago."
"There they are." Tim growled. It was too late, the boys had found Burt Hummel who must have recognized them from pictures that the other parents showed him.
"Where's Kurt." Ben asked.
"In the car," Tim answered, "let's go before security finds out what's happening."
They broke out running for the van where Kurt was still passed out. Tim jumped into the driver's seat and waited for Ben to get into the van before speeding off.
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Burt was trying to get to the stage his son had just walked off of. He pushed through the crowd as fast as he could, desprately trying to get to his son. Before he could get there though, he noticed four terrified looking boys run out in front of him. He had seen them before.
"Hey!" Burt grabbed the smallest one's arm. Luke, he told himself.
The boy gasped as he turned towards Burt, then seemed to relax. "You have to help us," Luke cried, "they're coming."
The other boys had stopped too and looked up at Burt anxiously. "I'm Burt," Burt said, "Kurt's dad, where is he?"
"K-Kurt!" The boy that Burt recognized as Dennis slapped his hands over his mouth, "We forgot Kurt!"
"Where is my son?" Burt asked again.
"With Tim," Burt hardly recognized Jasper with the giant bruises covering his face, "he has a gun."
Burt's heart started to race. What was going to happen? Where was Kurt?
"Burt!" Carol caught up to him. She examined the boys and recognized them immediately, "Oh God, where is Kurt?"
"They still have him." The largest boy, James, searched the crowd, "They just left."
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Carol, Burt, Mr. Schue, the entire glee club, Shawn, Gus, Blaine, James, Jasper, Luke, Dennis, and Rachel's dads had met in the green room. One of Rachel's dads had helped properly remove the boys' anklets and deactivate the GPS's in them (no one asked how he knew how to do that of course).
"So tell us what happened." Mr. Schue tried to stay calm.
Jasper was the one who answered, "Ben and Tim brought us here. Ben felt bad that Kurt had to miss this and so he took us and then Tim took Kurt to go sing. We all got away from Ben when the glee club followed Kurt and he was distracted."
"What the hell are we supposed to do now?" Puck growled.
"We need to find Kurt," Rachel stated, "don't you guys know where they kept you?"
"No," Luke replied, "There aren't any windows in the back of the van or in the house."
"I'm sorry," James spoke up, "about Kurt."
"God I miss him." Blaine sighed as he buried his head in his hands.
"Are you Blaine?" Jasper asked slowly.
"Yes." Blaine nodded slightly.
"Kurt talked about you a lot." Jasper was clearly trying to cheer him up.
It worked. Blaine lifted his head up and smiled slightly, "Really?"
"Yeah," Jasper replied, "he says that you mean everything to him."
"He means everything to me too." Blaine sighed again.
No one heard as Jasper whispered, "Diddo."
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"What's going on?" Kurt had woken up in his room, but the door was opened so he had wondered out into the hallway where Ben and Tim were freaking out.
"Kurt," Ben said, "go back to your room."
"Where is everyone else?" Kurt asked, noticing the other room doors were open.
"We said," Tim growled as he approached Kurt, "go back to your room." He shoved Kurt backwards then closed and locked the door behind him.
Kurt lay on the bed and listened to Ben and Tim.
"I told you it was a bad idea!" Tim yelled.
"No," Ben argued, "It just wasn't properly exicuted."
"What the hell are we going to do now?"
"We can just lay low for a while, just focus on one son. The others don't know where we live."
"But they do know what we look like." Tim pointed out.
"We'll figure something out, baby." Ben assured him.
There was a long silence then Tim said, "We can run."
"Where?" Ben asked.
"I don't know," Tim replied, "Canada? Mexico?"
"Canada sounds good."
"Canada it is then."
"It will just be the three of us then." Ben sounded happier, "It sounds perfect."
"I'll tell Kurt to start packing then."
Back in his room Kurt was silently crying.
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