Warning: minor (OC) character death

Back in the hotel Finn started making phone calls while Kurt was silently sitting on the couch. The younger boy felt uneasy around the other man. To be honest, he would be rather sitting at home, where he could at least do... something. Where his father's things were. Where he was home. In other circumstances he would be the happiest boy in the world if he could have enjoyed the luxury of a suite like this. His father wasn't rich, so they never had the opportunity to stay in 5-star hotels during holidays. But now... He just wanted to go home.

After a few minutes he got up from the couch and walked into the other room, where Finn was talking on the phone with somebody.

"…I know I'm not relative but I'm his son's guardian. Anyway, you said that his friend had arranged a few details. He isn't a relative either. So how is it possible?" Finn asked angrily. These Hungarians are insane. He was on the phone since forever and couldn't even make an appointment with the mortician. He saw Kurt coming into the room and gestured him to take a seat. The boy obeyed and waited quietly.

"Look, Mr. Hudson. I can't make an exception but maybe you could come in with the departed's son and we can discuss the details."

Finn sighed and nodded, even if the other couldn't see him.

"We're gonna be there tomorrow at 9. Bye." He quickly disconnected the call and turned towards Kurt. "We are going to meet the mortician tomorrow. There are just a few things left, so it's not going to take long. Did you want to ask something?"

Kurt nodded and stood up.

"Yeah, actually... I was wondering if I could go home for a few hours. I don't have most of my stuffs with me and I want to see if everything is okay."

Finn looked out of the window and then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Kurt, but you have to stay here. At least for a few hours. You can't go alone, and neither I nor Jake can go out in sunlight."

Kurt stared at him with a raised eyebrow as if he hadn't understand it. Finn continued.

"Kurt, I'm a vampire, remember?"

"But you were out today. We had the appointment at 12 and it wasn't a problem."

Finn stood up and walked to the other.

"That was something else. It was cloudy but now the sunlight is too strong. We can't stand it too long, it weakens us."

"Well, in that case I can go home alone. I'm 16, it's not like I haven't been in the city alone earlier." Kurt said. He really didn't understand why he couldn't go home alone.

"Let's just wait two more hours. I have only a few calls left, and then we can eat something. There is a TV in the other room, so you won't be bored."

And with that said Finn went back to the table. Kurt rolled his eyes but didn't say more, just walked out and went back to the couch.

~ o ~

"I really don't need a babysitter... or two" Kurt mumbled from the backseat as they travelled through the city in their rental car. It was dark outside, and Kurt really wanted to be home. He felt so uncomfortable in the hotel. After a very long afternoon and a dozen of boring TV shows he convinced Finn to spend the night in their house.

"Please, it's only one night. I just have to say goodbye before we leave."

"Fine. But just for tonight. Tomorrow we are going to collect your things and move back to the hotel." Finn said with a sigh. He openly hated the idea to spend the night in the house where his mother's second husband had lived.

"I don't care. It's late and you're just a kid. The most of the crimes happen after sunset" Finn explained as they reached the house.

"Because of the vampires?" Kurt asked as he got out and ran to the front door.

"No. Because of the criminals who work at night. The vampires rarely attack humans these days" the other replied.

"But what about the old I'm-gonna-kill-you-for-your-blood thing?" the younger boy asked as he made his way into the house.

Finn had to bite his tongue before responding with a few unpleasant words.

"We're going to discuss this in the morning, okay?" he said as he stepped into the living room with Jake beside him.

The house was quite big for two people but not as big as Finn's own house in Lima. There was a huge kitchen, a bedroom and the living room they were in, but upstairs could have been 2 or 3 bedrooms with bathroom. And the furnishing was perfect. Finn believed it was his mother's work as he remembered from the funeral's day.

"So there is a bedroom downstairs and two others upstairs" Kurt said. "You could use this one downstairs, there are two single beds. My room is upstairs, so is my father's." Kurt swallowed before speaking up again. "I... I would like to keep my father's room untouched if it's not a problem."

"I don't need a bed, I won't sleep" Jake said suddenly. Kurt looked at him confused, so he continued. "I'm your only guard. I have to be awake if I want to protect you."

"Because this is a dangerous neighbourhood where... let's see... Nothing happened in the past twelve years" Kurt said as he rolled his eyes.

"That doesn't mean nothing will happen. Do I have to remind you of your father's... Where are you going?" Finn asked as Kurt made his way towards the stairs.

"I have to pick out the clothes my father will be wearing during the funeral. I want to do that as soon as possible. I don't want to spend more time between his belongings than necessary."

Finn could completely understand that. After his mother's death he inherited a few things but didn't even want to see them. There were so many memories which only would have caused him pain. He started walking in the direction he saw Kurt disappearing after he had reached the first floor, when suddenly the boy screamed.

Finn used his vampire speed to reach the room at the end of the corridor. The door was open and Kurt stood just a step away from him. The boy was pale, paler than ever, he seemed like he was ready to pass out. His eyes were wide and he had a hand over his mouth.

"Kurt, what's..." Finn started as he stepped into the room. Then he saw it.

First his arms, then his torso. The body of an old man was lying on the carpeted floor. He knew immediately that the man was dead. He didn't have a hearthbeat, he wasn't breathing and his skin was sallow. There were two red points on his neck and some blood under him.

"Come on, we have to get out of here..." Finn started, but Kurt turned towards him and whispered.

"He... he is our neighbour. Look at his neck. Do you see it? Finn, what's going on here?" Kurt asked desperately.

"I don't know, but we will call the police from outside. Come on!"

Finn took Kurt's hand and began dragging him out of the room. They were halfway to the stairs when they heard noises from the other room. They froze immediately.

"There's someone in my room" Kurt whispered.

Finn nodded but said nothing. He took a few steps forward and reached the room only a second later than Jake, who arrived from the lower floor. The guard took out something from his belt. Kurt didn't see what it was but presumed it was a gun or something alike. Jake motioned Finn to go back to the other room with Kurt as he slowly reached for the doorknob. Finn took Kurt's hand again, but as the younger boy recognized they were going back to the room where the dead body was, he tried to free his hand from Finn's grasp.

"I can't go back..." He started, but Finn was faster.

He pulled the boy in front of him, put an arm around him and covered his mouth with his free hand. Before Kurt could make any movement to protest, they were back in the room. Finn leaned against the wall so he could see the corridor.

Jake opened the other room's door almost soundlessly. His body was tense and his eyes were glowing red; he was ready to fight whatever or whoever was waiting for him in that room. He had his weapon in his right hand, ready to use it if necessary. As the door opened, he only saw a big empty space in front of him. He took a step into the room, then another. He saw nobody there. There were two potential spots in the room where somebody could hide. Under the bed or in the wardrobe. He choose the first option, it was closer and only took him a moment to check. There was nobody under the bed. So it had to be the wardrobe. He slowly got closer, ready to open the wardrobe's door, but he never had the chance. The door opened with so much force that it broke off, flew across the room and hit the opposite wall. Jake lifted his weapon, but before he could use it, a dark figure had gotten out and hit him hard in the stomach. Jake groaned in pain and almost lost his gun. He lifted it again, but the other man – because he was sure it was a man – disappeared.

Finn saw the shadow of the man leaving the room and running down the stairs. And he didn't see Jake coming out. He had to see if he was alright.

"Stay here" he said to Kurt and released him. "I have to see Jake."

The boy nodded and made sure he didn't look at his neighbour's body as he waited for Finn's return. Instead he got to the door and peeked out. Finn reached the stairs and looked down. Nobody was there and the front door was wide open. He went into the room and found Jake kneeling in the floor.

"Jake, are you alright?" he asked in concern. His guard nodded and slowly stood up. It was painful, he was sure the man broke a few ribs, but they were healing already.

"I'm fine, sir" he said and winced. "But I have to check the house. He can be still here."

Finn shook his head.

"He's gone and we have to go, too. Maybe he was just a burglar, but we can't risk it."

"I don't think so, sir" Jake replied as he made his way towards the door. "He was powerful. I've never met somebody so powerful, to be honest."

"Then let's get out of here" Finn said as he went back for Kurt.

~ o ~

The next hours passed in a rush. Finn only called the police after they had gotten back to the hotel, which of course implied a police interrogatory. It was nothing like Kurt imagined. They didn't need to go into a small room with mirror and desk and chairs as in the movies. They could stay in their suite in the hotel, and a few people came to ask questions. Kurt was pretty sure it had to do something with Finn's status in the vampire society, because one of the policemen was a vampire and he acted like Finn was the king, but Kurt didn't mind. He had seen too much in the past few days.

Luckily there was an outdoor surveillance camera in the street which recorded their arrival around 7, and the medical examiner stated that the man they had found in the house had been dead for hours before they reached the building. So after some questions they were left alone again.

Jake's injuries healed with rapid speed and after a few hours he was better than ever. Finn wanted to give him more time to rest, as it was unnecessary to be around with the police in the building but the bodyguard reassured him that he was fine. After the policemen had left, Finn went into the room where he knew Kurt was sitting. The poor guy gave back the whole content of his stomach after they had arrived and he finally thought about what had just happened in his home. Or what could have happened. So he ended up in the bathroom and only came out for the questioning.

"Are you okay?" Finn asked.

Kurt slowly looked up from his hands on his lap and his eyes met Finn's. He was crying.

"I-I don't know. It was so horrible, and I can't block the images in my head. It's like I'm watching everything over and over again, and there is my father, too, lying motionless, and his eyes..."

Finn went to the couch, sat next to Kurt and pulled the boy into a hug.

"Hey, it's okay. Everything is gonna be better. I promise."

Kurt said nothing, just cried softly. After a few minutes his breathing slowed down and his body relaxed. Finn waited a little more, then picked up the boy into his arms and carried him to the bed. After putting him down carefully he watched Kurt for a while, thinking about the pat few days.