AN: Sunday update!

This wasn't really planned, but it just happened I guess

and :omgomgomg: 34 reviews! thanks you guys you are awesome!

and thank you for the favourites and alerts. I was kinda losing hope but you guys made me feel better.

I'm sooo happi today! Ah! cuz I found out that there's a remake of one of my fave anime evur! yay! If ur into dragonball or anything of the like then I suggest watching Hunter X Hunter. Yeah I'm a guy but my name gives that away tight? Anyways enough of my rambling here ya go!

Enjoy you guys! n_n

-JC

Samantha went up to Calvin's locker, feeling bad for herself and what she has done the day before. She didn't want to ignore him the rest of the day, but somehow she just did. As soon as she came up to him, she held the books in her hand tightly as she said "Hi"

"Oh God! Are you okay?" Calvin instantly hugged Sam, holding her tightly, making the girl drop her books in surprise. Both knelt down to the ground cleaning up the mess of papers that sprawled all over the floor. "Here ya go." Calvin said, handing her a notebook and some papers. "Hey, you okay?"

"I-I'm fine. I just wanted to say sorry for yesterday." She looked down, not wanting to make eye contact.

"Hey, no worries. Come on, let's go to glee." Calvin said, pushing the girl through the hallway, over to the choir room.

"Calvin!" David whistled gaining the boy's attention. "Where's blondie? Haha! Scared her off?"

"Shut up David!"

"Alex is absent again?" Sam asked herself, but it was loud enough for Calvin to hear. "She's never been absent for two days before, and she still hasn't called or texted."

"Sam, you okay?" Calvin looked over to see that the girl's face dropped even lower. He felt he had to do something, but what? Would hugging her be okay? They were best friends after all. Glee club had been quite stressful that day. Mr. Anderson didn't show up at all so the principal himself came in as the substitute. None of the students worked with Mr. Schuester yet, so it was a dramatic change of environment.

Calvin decided to hang around with Sam that day, trying to make her feel better about her best friend. It was the first time he saw Sam without her so called twin, and frankly, she acted very differently. usually, she would be all loud and laughing with Alex around, but without the blonde, Sam was quiet, very quiet. She didn't really talk the whole day, and their conversations were spent with mostly Calvin talking. With eighth period over, Calvin went over to Sam's locker, finding her putting some books inside. "Feeling better?" Calvin said, leaning over the locker beside her.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Have you heard from her?"

"No." She closed her locker door, feeling that she had what she needed to take home.

"Did you call her?"

"Yes"

"And?"

"Voicemail, her phone's either off or dead, that's never happened before. You don't think…." Sam didn't want to think the worst, but right now it was the most probable reason, though it killed her to think it.

"Do you know where she lives"

"Yeah, but she doesn't really allow anyone inside."

"Well, now, that's about to change."

Alex's house was…different to say the least. It wasn't ordinary that was for sure, because she lived in a hut. It wasn't really a hut, but her house was small, very small. Calvin knocked on the door four times. When there was no answer, he knocked again. He looked at Sam for a sign, something to calm him down, because right now, he was terrified. When the door opened, he saw a taller elderly looking woman with her hand on the doorknob. "Hi Mrs. Vayne, is Sam home?"

"No, she's with her aunt for a couple of days. I thought she told you," She directed her attention to the teenage girl at her doorstep. The girl merely shook her head sideways to further confirm that her best friend didn't tell anyone. "Well, she did leave. Her aunt isn't really feeling well and asked Alexis to go and take care of her."

"Thank you," Calvin said before turning on his heel and walking. "See? nothing to worry about! She's just taking care of a sick aunt!"

"But still, why won't she answer her phone?"

"It's probably not charged or something, I'm sure she's fine."

Blaine sat alone in his apartment, everything reminding him of his little girl. He knew Julia was a little bit unstable, but why would she even do this! After sulking for most of the morning, and the majority of the afternoon, he finally decided to call the police once more, thinking that his first call wasn't that much of an emergency for them. He walked into Alice's empty room. Looking around made the room him feel terrible. Tears fell from his eyes, remembering the time they played house with her dolls. He was given the important duty of caring for dinner, as she played with her 'baby brothers and sisters'. The smile on her face was gigantic. Blaine's heart fluttered at the memory, but also fell after realizing what a terrible parent he was. He should have been earlier. He should have caught Julia in the act, but he wasn't. He turned on his heel and walked out the room. He had to leave this place, no way was he going to be able to stay in this apartment.

Without giving it another thought, he went to school, but not any school, he went to the school his daughter went to, Staton. He looked at his wrist watch, class was going to end soon.

The excited faces of the children brought tears to his eyes. He looked at them with pure love as if they were his own. Near the door, he saw a man waving his hand high up in the air, trying to catch his attention. Slowly, he walked over to him. "Hi." Blaine said, faltering a little bit.

"Hello Mr. Anderson," Kurt offered his hand, which Blaine took in his own. "I didn't expect to see you here. Let's go to the classroom." Soon enough, the two men walked inside the halls of Staton, much like before, but without that little bundle of energy Blaine missed. They entered Alice's classroom. It was different from the last time, a few more posters had been added and the chairs were moved. "Alice didn't miss a lot today, but here's the home-" Blaine couldn't handle it anymore, he saw his little girl's artwork on the walls, it pictured him with her in the park having a picnic, and the memory just sent him crying into the other man's arms. "Mr. Anderson, is everything okay?"

Blaine couldn't get anything through his incredulous sobbing. If he tried to open his mouth, air just came in, preventing any form of speech. But as soon as the teacher held him tighter in his arms, he finally said "A-A-Alice."

Kurt's hands held the man tighter. What could be possibly wrong that a grown man would suddenly be in tears, much less in his arms. When Blaine said the name of his daughter with extreme difficulty, it hit Kurt. Something must have happened to the little girl. He wanted to ask so badly, since he grew to love his kids as time passed by, but he couldn't, not at the sate the man was in, but he knew the father shouldn't be alone at a time of crisis. "I have to get my stuff ready in a couple of minutes, after that, let's go get coffee." The man before him slightly nodded, letting go of the closeness they shared in the classroom.

Blaine was quiet throughout the drive, and it was killing Kurt. The man stared at the glove compartment throughout the four minutes, his eyes not moving a single millimeter. Once the car stopped, they both took their seatbelts of. Kurt hurried to the passenger side door to help Blaine out. They entered the coffee house, named the Lima Bean. Kurt remembered hanging out in this same coffee shop years ago, but there was a time for reminiscing, he had to know what was happening to Alice.

After getting their beverages, they sat on stools near the window. Kurt took a sip of his nonfat mocha, staring slightly at Blaine as he too sipped his own cup. "Alice was kidnapped." Kurt's eyes grew at that moment. He choked on the coffee trying to form coherent words. "What's worse, Julia took her from me."

"Who's Julia?" Kurt asked.

"My ex-wife." Kurt's heart stopped. It was her, the woman he talked to during recess, the woman who took Alice home the day before. He saw the crime happen in front of him and he didn't do anything. "Kurt?" Blaine asked. The man in front of him was completely frozen in place.

"I let it happen."

"Huh?"

"I let it happen." Kurt repeated. "I let her get kidnapped." Blaine wondered a little bit about what Kurt was talking about, but soon enough he got the answer. "I let her take Alice right in front of my eyes." Kurt's eyes were tearing up. "I let this happen." Blaine took hold of Kurt's hands, which were holding on to his coffee cup.

"It wasn't your fault, you didn't know."

"It's just too much to take in I guess."

They headed out to Kurt's car after finishing their coffee. Blaine was still somewhat silent after the whole conversation, but Kurt understood. If Calvin or any part of his family were gone in an instant, he would handle it most exactly like Blaine would. "So, uh, want me to drop you off at your house?"

"I can't." Blaine whispered to himself, not really wanting Kurt to hear it. "Too many memories."

Kurt didn't want to ask any more questions. Instead, he just drove home, not really knowing where else to go.

Yeah, Blaine's emotions is like a convoluted blob right now

Thank you for reading!

-JC