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Words: 2188

Warnings: Violence, Language and possible character death.

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Italics=Flashback

Chapter 15

Blaine felt his blood run cold at the words. He felt his phone slip from his hand and heard it hit the floor.

"We can't find Kurt."

Blaine felt almost out of body when he heard those words, as if he was having a déjà vu all over again from before. It took a while for Blaine to come back to his senses. He leaned down and grabbed his phone, taking a few breaths before finally speaking, "What, can you repeat that please?" Blaine was hoping that he had misheard Finn.

"I don't know, I don't know. We went to go get food and came back and the nurses refused to let us in. They said Kurt was missing. And we can't get into his room, the police are here. We need your help." Finn sounded despondent.

"What, what, can I do?" Blaine asked feeling both desperate and determined. He had lost Kurt once; he felt the urgency to find him and never let him out of his sight again.

"We need you here man, as soon as possible to help search. The police are doing what they can but you know their resources are limited and all that. Or so they say."

"I understand I will be right there Finn. Tell Burt I will come as soon as I can." Blaine grabbed his jacket and hurried out the door ignoring Wes and David as they called after him.

Blaine tried his hardest not race back to the hospital, but he couldn't help it. He felt anxious, agitated and the drive felt as though it was taking forever. Blaine swore his breath as he gripped tighter on the steering wheel trying to deter all thoughts that Karofsky may have found Kurt and could hurt him. Instead Blaine tried to think of the happier times with Kurt. Blaine couldn't deny when he thought back, that he and Kurt and grown pretty close. Blaine had been grateful that the countertenor could accept him for all that he was, including some of his dark past. It had been so easy to open up to Kurt, and Kurt in turn opened up to him. If Blaine really put some thought into it, he had been falling for Kurt since they first met but had felt the need instead to fall into the role of the mentor because of the circumstances when they had first met.

Circumstances that involved the monster that made Kurt's life a living hell that never wanted to end. Blaine turned on the radio and blasted it the rest of the way, hoping that it would quiet his brain with the distraction of music.

When Blaine finally arrived back at the hospital, he rushed inside not even stopping to double check to see if he locked his doors properly. He was greeted by a very distraught Finn.

"I am so glad you are here man. Everyone but me has left to go divide up and look for Kurt, I just volunteered to stay here and wait for you." Finn filled Blaine as they walked back outside. "Apparently according to the police there was no sign of a struggle or anything. They think that Kurt may have just been confused and wandered off. Burt's work truck is also missing."

"Have they found whoever kidnapped Kurt yet?" Blaine asked.

"Not yet, "Finn said grimly. " The officers are hoping that they find whoever did this soon. The police have a lead and I think they went to follow up with that. I think everyone has headed back to Lima to look around there or close to the hospital. If you want, you can head out close to the hospital and look around."

Blaine nodded in agreement. "Yes, I will do that. Do you have my number to reach me if you find him or anything?"

"Yeah, I still have Kurt's cell phone with your number in it. I will call you if we find anything." Finn patted Blaine's arm and ran to his car. Blaine returned to his car and climbed into the seat. He took a deep breath and started to car, trying to put himself in Kurt's shoes and think of places that Kurt would wander off to. He really hopes that Karofsky had not caught wind that Kurt had wandered off and caught up with Kurt before they did. Blaine was convinced without a doubt that it was Karofsky who did this. Blaine closed his eyes trying to focus more on where Kurt was.

Kurt giggled as he pulled the Blaine closer and clutched tighter to Blaine to help support him. "Just stay close to me and follow my voice. I can't wait until you see this."

"Kurt, where the hell are we?" Blaine was thoroughly confused. When Kurt said he wanted to blindfold him and surprise him with something special, Blaine was uncertain at the idea.

All Blaine knew was that there was a car ride involved, and he was outside.

Moments later Kurt took off the blindfold. "Okay now open your eyes."

Blaine opened his eyes and let them adjust to the sunlight while taking in the scene, all the while letting go of Kurt's hand. They were in the woods somewhere. It was quiet and peaceful. Not far off Blaine could tell that there was a cliff that cut off into possibly more woods. "What is this Kurt?" Blaine was still dumbfounded as to why Kurt brought him here.

"Take my hand." Blaine reluctantly took Kurt's hand again. Kurt led Blaine closer to the cliff. Blaine felt his breath catch in his throat. It was beautiful; the cliff had a view that overlooked the city.

"Blaine, ever since that day you took my hand at Dalton, you have been nothing short of being an amazing friend and mentor. I wanted to say thank you by bringing you somewhere special. Before my mom died, she used to bring me and my father here. Sometimes I still come here to be close to her, especially if I am upset or confused. I wanted to bring you here so that you can get to meet her and see a place that will always be special to me." Kurt started to tear up as he continued, "Because Blaine, you are special to me. You taught me how to stand up for myself and have always been there for me as a friend. And I will never forget it."

"Oh Kurt, this is amazing." Blaine breathed, feeling very touched that his friend trusted him like this. "It is nice to finally get to meet Mrs. Hummel. Thank you, so much."

From then on, every once and awhile, Blaine and Kurt would visit up there to picnic and take flowers to Kurt's mother.

Blaine knew it was probably a long shot, but it wouldn't hurt to look there for Kurt. Blaine vaguely remembered where the spot was and knew that it would not be that much longer of a drive to get there. Pulling out of his parking spot, he quickly drove off in the direction of the special spot that Kurt had shown him a few months ago.

Blaine was shocked to say the least that he remembered where it was. When he got closer, it seemed as if his brain went into autopilot and remembered where to turn. The Warbler was grateful they went there more than once and Blaine had driven a few times, which was probably why he remembered it so well.

Blaine pulled up ten minutes later to the spot and got out of the car. It place still was beautiful; beautiful, beautiful and deserted. Blaine looked around and sighed when he saw that no one else was there. His heart sunk. Blaine was starting to think that maybe he was going crazy; he had really hoped that Kurt might be here. He started to turn around to leave when he heard a voice humming. Blaine felt his heart jump in this throat. He knew that voice anywhere.

Blaine looked around and yelled, "Kurt!"

"Over here," a voice answered. Blaine turned to the right and moved through a thicket, following the voice that he had just heard. When he had reached the clearing, he saw Kurt sitting on a rock, swaying back and forth humming to himself. Kurt stopped humming when he saw it was Blaine.

"Oh, it's you." Kurt said looking disappointed. Blaine tried to disregard the disappointed look and moved closer. He was not going to lie, that look on Kurt's face hurt. "I was hoping it was my dad. I didn't want to worry him but I wanted to come here."

"Kurt.." Blaine started to say but Kurt interrupted him, "Let me guess, you want me go back. I am sorry but I can't, I hate hospitals. I just wanted to come someplace where things may make sense."

"No I was going to say we should get you a blanket or something."

"Oh." Kurt paused and let an awkward silence fall between them before asking, "How did you find me anyway? No one else but my dad knows about this place."

"Well," Blaine said moving closer, debating if he should lie or not, "I come here to think about things."

"That doesn't really answer my question." Kurt snorted. "And if you are trying to lie you are really bad at it."

"Oh alright, you brought me here a few times."

"I see…" Kurt whispered. "I hate not remembering things. I wish I could. I keep having these dark dreams of this man attacking me and I wish I could make sense of it all."

"I know." Blaine said.

"I was hoping that maybe if I came here, my mother could help me. It's the only thing I can remember that feels safe and makes sense. Dad told me that she died almost ten years ago." Kurt had tears now on his cheeks cascading downwards. Blaine attempted to move closer to comfort Kurt, but Kurt stepped back. Blaine stopped moving closer when he saw Kurt trying to get away. He just wanted Kurt to trust him.

"I am so sorry Kurt; I know this must be hard for you."

"Do you?" Kurt asked sarcastically.

"That came out wrong, what I meant to say was, this is going to be hard, but I promise to be with you ever step of the way in making this easier."

"I don't think so," another voice growled. Blaine turned around to see a menacing looking Karofsky who had just piled out of the bushes holding a gun. Blaine tried to move closer to Kurt but stopped when he heard the gun cock.

"Don't move or I will shoot. And if you don't believe me, you should." Karofsky had a crazed, hungry look in his eye. He did not look sane. Kurt looked frightened.

"Look, I know this may be one big misunderstanding David, so why don't we just talk it out," Blaine said reasonably.

"There is nothing to discuss here, you are trying to take what's not yours and what is clearly mine. I have come to take it back." Blaine stepped up so that he was between Kurt and Karofsky. Blaine was not going to lie; he was scared stiff but felt a huge obligation to protect Kurt.

"Let's be reasonable here and talk like gentlemen. Put the gun down and we can discuss this David." Blaine moved forward a bit while reaching into his coat pocket to dial 911.

"Hands out, no funny business Fairy Boy." Blaine took his hand out and raised them up a bit. His brain was trying to mold ideas of how to get help and protect Kurt. "There is nothing to discuss I am taking Kurt with me. If you make it out or not is totally up to you. So I recommend you cooperate," Karofsky growled. Blaine could feel his heart racing and adrenaline pumping. One idea popped into Blaine's mind, it was maybe crazy enough to work.

"Kurt," Blaine called back.

"Don't fucking talk to him you fucking dick. He's mine," Karofsky yelled.

"Yes?" Kurt breathed.

"One my mark, I am going to tell you something and I need you to do it, " Blaine said calmly moving towards Karofsky. Yes, distract him away from Kurt. Keep him focused on you.

"Stop talking," Karofsky commanded aiming his gun at Blaine.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Kurt demanded.

"Just do it. You can trust me. I want to help. On the count of three."

"I will fucking shoot you fairy boy." Karofsky was starting to look angrier than before.

"One."

"Whatever you are thinking, just stop."

"Two."

Karofsky cocked his gun again. "I will fucking shoot."

"Three! Run!" Blaine screamed as he ran forward towards Karofsky. Karofsky stepped back in shock and pulled the trigger.

All Blaine remembered afterwards was pain on his right side. He heard screams around him. His left hand reached in his pocket shakily and tried to dial 911.

He was unsure if he dialed correctly for darkness greeted his eyes shortly after.

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