"Don't worry, Kurt," Ben smiled, trying to cheer him up, "it will be okay, you'll be happy soon."
"No," Kurt whispered, "I won't. I won't be happy until I'm away from you guys." Kurt's voice wavered quite a bit.
"We'll make you happy," Ben assured him, "we'll get you anything you want."
"You know what I want." Kurt cried.
"Anything, but that." Tim growled.
"Then I won't be happy," Kurt said, "not until I'm back with my dad."
"We're your dads now, Kurt." Ben insisted.
"No," Kurt sobbed, "you aren't."
Ben gave Kurt a pained look and returned his gaze to the road.
"Want me to shut him up?" Tim offered.
"No sweetie," Ben smiled lightly, "he'll give up on this rebelious behavior soon."
Kurt bit his lip nervously, he would never give up, not until he was back at home.
xXx
"This has to be it Gus." Shawn beamed as Gus pulled his little blue car up to the house, "I know it."
"Just because it has no windows doesn't mean it's their house, Shawn." Gus replied stubbornly.
"It's worth a shot." Shawn insisted and hopped out of the car.
"Whatever, Shawn," Gus unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, "but we're not breaking in this time."
Shawn knocked on the door, no one answered. He peered in through one of the few windows that the house had and didn't see anyone, but he did see a huge mess. "Gus, I think they're going somewhere, there are like fifty traveling brochures."
"What do they say?" Gus asked.
"Winnipeg," Shawn replied, "why are they going to Missouri?"
"That's in Canada, Shawn." Gus corrected.
"Ten bucks says it's Missouri." Shawn said quickly then got busy picking the lock on the door.
"No, Shawn," Gus said nervously looking around, "I said we're not breaking in."
"Oops," Shawn threw the door open, "too late."
"Shawn!" Gus whispered as he followed his friend into the house.
"These are all for Canada." Shawn was already going through the brochures.
"You owe me ten bucks." Gus pouted.
Shawn continued to search through the house. He searched the five rooms then picked the lock of the sixth.
The sixth room was the only one with windows. The room looked like a normal bedroom, except for the arsenal in one corner.
"This guy has a gun problem." Shawn observed.
"This place gives me the creeps." Gus said from the living room adjacent to the master bedroom.
Shawn returned to the hallway, "They have to cross the border to get into Canada, we can just tip the police off."
"Okay," Gus joined him, "as long as we can get out of here."
xXx
Everything was going to be okay now, Burt assured himself. The border monitors between the U.S.A. and Canada had Kurt's picture and the van's model and licsense plate.
He watched as the boys and their parents talked in his living room. Jasper had seemed surprised as his father enveloped him in a tight hug upon seeing him. He must have expected his father not to care, Burt couldn't imagine not caring about his own son.
Burt felt Daniel's hand on his shoulder and he looked up at him, "I'm sorry about Kurt." Daniel said genuinely, "And thank you, if you hadn't found the boys, who knows what could have happened to them."
"Yeah." Burt nodded slightly.
Daniel gave him a pat on the back and returned to Dennis.
Burt was glad to see the parents so happy, but it also made the loss of his son even more painful. He almost wished that one of the other kids were left behind instead; he knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help it.
It had been three weeks since the day that Kurt went missing and despite the new found hope he had, he felt as if he'd never see his son again.
xXx
Danika knew who's van it was the second it pulled up to the border. She had memorized the licsense plate not long after she got the number. The case had hit close to home, her daughter had been kidnapped a few years before and she still hadn't been found. She wasn't about to let that happen to another parent.
She reported her find to the local police. Now she just needed to stall the men.
xXx
"I'm going to have to see if you have working headlights." Now the lady was being rediculous.
"Okay ma'am," Tim said, his temper was running short, "we really need to go now."
The woman raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, "You're acting suspicious, I now have reason to search your car. I need you and your passengers to evacuate the car, please."
Tim heard Kurt shift and unbuckle his seatbelt, "Don't move, Kurt." Tim growled.
"Is he a minor?" The woman asked.
"Yes." Tim said through gritted teeth.
"Is he legally your kid?" She questioned further.
"Yes," Tim glared, "he is."
"I need to see some proof of this." She pressed on.
"I'm about to-" Tim was cut off by sirens and realized that there were police vehicles on either side of him.
This was all a trick to stall them. Tim stomped on the gas, but was forced to stop as he almost collided the police car in front of him.
Yup, they were screwed.
xXx
A/N: Auhg I have to sleep downstairs and everyone is being so loud D': how am I sopposed to sleep? I guess I'll just have to finish up this story :D keep an eye out for my next chapter and I'm gonna go chug some red bull and eat some ice cream (red bull floats maybe? sounds kinda gross). Well, that 70's Show and Red Bull floats, I'm not sleeping tonight lol. Review por favor! AND THANK YOU ALL FOR THE REVIEWS I LOOOOOOOOOVE YOUUUUUS!