A/N: Yay! Doing chapter two now because I really have nothing better to do with my time. :P Please let me know what you think by leaving a review. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee but maybe it will mysteriously become mine by disappearing into the Bermuda Triangle.


I awoke Saturday morning feeling strangely elated. Perhaps it was the fact that I would be seeing Blaine again. No, I told myself that he would not factor in as the main reason for my excitement over the voyage. Indeed, the fact that he was such a gorgeous and charming man was a reason I was moving through my morning routine at a smooth but quick pace, but I had told myself that I was honestly excited for the voyage ahead. And though that much was true, a part of me nagged that I was more excited at the thought of seeing Blaine again. Not to mention the idea that I would be spending a matter of weeks seeing his beautiful face every single day.

My heart stuttered in my chest as I pulled on my peacoat and grabbed my suitcase. I made one last sweep of my apartment to be sure I had everything I would need. I had made it a point to buy a great deal of my skin care products beforehand, seeing as I would have no opportunity to purchase more during the trip.

Satisfied that I what everything I needed. I looked at my apartment and drew a deep breath before heading out the door. After all, I could very well never be seeing it again.

Car keys in my free hand, I cursed under my breath as my cell phone rang. Slipping the keys into the hand pulling my suitcase, I pulled the phone from my pocket and looked at the screen. It was my dad.

"Dad," I said answering the phone. "This really isn't a good time. I'm on my way out."

there was a moment of silence before his voice came through the line. "On your way to port are you kiddo?" I raised my eyebrows slightly. How did he know? I hadn't told him about the assignment. Not yet anyway. I had hoped to tell him upon my return. If I did return. He chuckled. "There's an article in the paper about it kid," he told me, apparently reading my thoughts.

Of course. I should have thought of that. This was a big expedition that was being headed by a very well known scientist. And hadn't there been someone there to take a picture of us the day we held the meeting? Why hadn't I put two and two together in the first place?

"Yes, I am. I need to be there by nine." For a brief moment I wondered why he was awake so early and then I remembered that my dad had always been quite an early riser. Likely due to his work at the garage. It shouldn't have surprised me.

"Listen Kurt, just be careful. The Bermuda Triangle is not something you should screw around with." I sighed at his words. I knew he was just worried about me and he knew that I would take this very seriously. "By the way, did you know that Blaine Anderson is gay?" he commented. Wait, what? Where had that come from? He chuckled again. "It's in the article. He apparently came out some time ago to the public." It struck me than how little I knew about Blaine. I made it a point to learn more.

I took a deep breath and looked at my car for a moment. "What are you expecting me to do with this information dad?" I asked him. He chuckled but didn't say anything. He knew that I already knew what he expected me to do with it.

"Be careful kid," he said again. I nodded, remembering only a moment later that he could not see me.

"I will be dad," I replied.

"Good. I love you Kurt. You matter." I smiled inwardly. That was his thing, telling me that I matter.

"I love you too dad," I said. "I'll talk to you soon." I heard the click as he hung up on the other end of the line so I slid my phone back into my pocket and proceeded to unlock the door of my car. I opened the trunk and slid my suitcase into it before getting into the driver's seat and starting the engine.

It didn't take me long to reach the port and when I did, I found that I was once again, the first to arrive. I got out of my car and proceeded to receive my suitcase from the trunk. Setting it down upright, I pulled up the handle and headed for the dock where I saw that Blaine was awaiting our arrival. His two associates were with him.

"Good morning Kurt," Blaine said to me, grinning and sticking his hand out for a shake. I grinned back at him. Was it possible he could really be more gorgeous than the moment I first saw him three days earlier at the meeting?

"Good morning Blaine," I replied. "Am I to assume that I am the first to show again?" He chuckled. Oh how I loved hearing him laugh. Now was not the time though.

Blaine looked at his two associates who were loading things onto the boat, which I noted was a rather elegant yacht. It was perhaps much bigger than was needed for eleven people. I marveled at the vessel. It appeared that we would be traveling in style. I approved. I didn't have the slightest inkling of how much it must have cost Dr. Anderson to rent the yacht but price was not of the essence. I knew because he was such a successful scientist, he was well off. Further research told me, his family had already been well off anyway. He had attended private school growing up, with a rather steep tuition.

"Other than myself and my two associates, yes, you are," Blaine said, still smiling at me. Dr. Cohen-Chang came around then and offered to take my suitcase for me. I thanked her gratefully and turned to stand in front of the yacht with Blaine. My hands slid neatly into my pockets as the two of us stood in comfortable silence, waiting for the others to arrive. His associates continued to load the vessel with the necessary supplies.

It did not take a long time for the others to arrive and soon I found myself boarding the vessel along with Blaine and the other crew members. His associates now stood on the dock. Professor Abrams had a clipboard in his hands and I soon discovered it was a supply checklist. As Dr. Cohen-Chang had loaded things aboard, he had been in his wheelchair on the dock checking them off.

"You're good to go Dr. Anderson," Professor Abrams said. It was the first time I had ever heard him speak. Blaine nodded.

"We'll contact you as soon as we get to the lab," Dr. Cohen-Chang added. I couldn't help but notice out of the corner of my eye, Mike Chang, the young man headed for dance school, seemed to have taken a shine to Dr. Cohen-Chang.

"Thank you Artie, Tina," Blaine replied, nodding his head at both of them. His associates nodded back and the eleven of us watched them get into a car and pull away from the port. Blaine turned back to us. "Welcome aboard the S.S. Anderson," he said. Wait, did that mean the boat was his? "This is the personal yacht of the Anderson family and though he is well aware it may not return, my father has graciously commissioned our use of it for our expedition." I could sense the slight tense in his words and I wondered if there might be something more to it than graciousness. "Now, if you'll all follow me, I'll show you each to your quarters. Your belongings have already been placed in your rooms. Have some time to settle in and I'll see you all for lunch later."

It was quiet as Blaine lead us to the sleeping quarters area of the ship and it became quite obvious that each stateroom was more like a one bedroom apartment. We were going to be here for quite sometime and he wanted us to feel as though we were right at home. Having our own apartment sized staterooms was his way of making sure we did. They were all equipped with a bedroom with a king sized bed, a bathroom, a living room complete with flat screen TV with DVD selections and a nice comfortable couch and coffee table. There was even a full sized kitchen.

It wasn't until I noticed that it was just me and him left, that I realized Blaine seemed to purposefully save my quarters for last. He stopped outside a set of double doors, which confused me greatly as the other staterooms seemed to have only a single door.

"Blaine?" I questioned him and he gave me a nervous smile. "Is something wrong?"

A sigh broke his lips. "I apologize Kurt, I know this is short notice." I looked at him quizzically, wondering what could possibly be wrong. "I'm afraid I arrived here this morning to find that a pipe in your stateroom had burst overnight. It was such short notice, I had no time to prepare another stateroom for you and I couldn't very well make you stay in a room with a burst pipe." I just looked at him, prompting him to go on, a bit surprised that such a thing had happened on what appeared to be a well maintained vessel. "So, you'll be staying with me in the Anderson suite. There are three separate rooms so you don't have to worry about the two of us sharing a bed or anything. You can use what is normally my brother Cooper's room. Though he hasn't been on the yacht in years so it's not decored as belonging to anyone." He smiled sheepishly at me.

"Oh," I said, a bit ruffled by his sudden kindness. "Are you sure? I really don't want to impose," I told him truthfully. He chuckled.

"You wouldn't be," he replied. He turned and pushed open the doors to the suite and I stared in awe. It was so immaculately decorated, I could certainly see myself making it my home for the next several weeks. "Make yourself completely at home. The only thing off limits is my parents' room and that door is locked. You will have your own bathroom. All three rooms come complete with an ensuite bathroom. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen, watch what you like on television. You are my guest." I found myself staring at the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled. This man was too good to be true. Perfect, kind, generous, gorgeous, and just all around amazing. I felt my heart skip in my chest. Oh yes, he was getting to me. He was getting to me deep.

"Thank you," I said in a breathless whisper.

"No need to thank me," he said, waving it off. "Go get yourself settled. Your room is second on the right down that hall, right across from mine." He pointed to a hallway that branched off the living room. I nodded and he smiled. "I'll see you shortly Kurt."

For a moment, I watched him go before following and making my way to my own room. So far, this voyage was off to a good start.


A/N: Yay! Next chapter done! I started this one yesterday. I hope you all enjoy it! There's more where that came from! Next up, the adventurers set sail! I'm thinking that since the bulk of this story will involve the mystery of the Bermuda Triangle, there won't be too many chapters on the getting there part. Most of it will be their adventures into the triangle and trying to find a way out! Any, reviews make me smile! Happy reading!