Longest chapter! WOO!
On with the show!
Will sprinted to the emergency exit; he was only a few steps away from freedom from this hellish nightmare. He did feel bad for leaving Kurt, and he did seem like a dick, but in situations like these, it was all about survival of the fittest, and Will knew that sadly, Kurt probably wouldn't last much longer. After being shot in the side, what about 10 minutes ago? He's bound to go soon. God what the hell am I saying? That's one of my students!
As soon as he ran outside, he could smell the fresh air, freedom. Suddenly, he had dozens of S.W.A.T team officers pointing guns at him and shouting at him to freeze. Will saw this happen in movies, so he put his hands up in surrender, wait, I've done nothing wrong? Apart from leave a student to die…
"Please! I'm a teacher!" Will shouted across to the officers.
When he walked forward, he was soon bombarded by TV Presenters and cameras in his face, not to mention panicked parents, asking if he had seen their children.
Children…who would do something like this to children?
Will was ripped out of his thoughts by no one but Sue Sylvester running over to him.
"Where is Porcelain?" Sue said her tone and facial expression serious.
Will just stood there, a blank expression on his face. Suddenly, Will was consumed by guilt, WHAT THE FUCK HAD HE DONE!
"No, he didn't!" Sue asked, devastated.
"No…I…." Will didn't know whether he would live another second once he told. But it had to be done. If Kurt was still alive, the whole school would hear about it, then he could say goodbye to his job and his reputation.
"I…left him" Will finished quietly.
Sue just stood there staring at him for a second. Next thing Will knew, he was lying on his back on the ground, with a splitting pain on his nose. Sue had punched him.
"HOW DARE YOU – " Sue bellowed, earning the attention of many parents, including one Burt Hummel.
"YOU LEFT AN INJURED STUDENT TO DIE! WHAT DID HE EVER DO TO YOU?" Sue screamed.
Will was standing up at this point. Burt decided to step in between the two of the quarrelling teachers.
"Sue, this isn't helping the situation at all, we need to unite – "
Sue interrupted him, "you don't even know what he has done. Then you will definitely change your statement…"
"Well what did he do to deserve feeling the power of your fist?" Burt chuckled.
Will gave Sue a look, pleading her not to tell his secret.
"He left your injured son to find Blaine and the others. He left your son to either bleed to death or get shot again by the shooter." Sue said sympathetically.
Burt was silent for a second, looking straight at Will. Suddenly, Burt pounced on Will, tackling him to the floor, sending punches mainly to his face. Will just lay there, this is the least he deserves.
Burt is pulled off by Carole and Sue. Burt was being calmed down by Carole. Most of the parents, especially the parents of his glee kids who knew Kurt had disgusted looks on their face.
Will couldn't take the looks anymore, so he ran. Ran away from the school, away from the stares, away from his problems, and ran away from hell.
Burt was sitting in Hummel's Tire and Lube, enjoying a nice cup of coffee. Life was going great, perfect wife, perfect family, being an official congressman, Carole's pay rise, Finn maybe going to LA with Puck (he was worried, but he trusts Finn) and his boy Kurt getting into the school of his dreams, and living in the city of his dreams. God, Lizzie would be so proud at how the Hummel men were today.
His break finishes in 2 minutes, so Burt decides to start early. He starts changing the oil in a truck he received this morning. The radio was playing in the background as per usual.
There was silence from the other workers when the news reporter spoke through the radio…
"BREAKING NEWS: William McKinley High School is under attack from a crazed gunman. It is thought more than 100 students are trapped in the school. Parents of students are advised to stay away from the school. Repeat, parents stay away from the school. Students who got out of the school will be transferred to local schools in the area and in Westerville. More on this story shortly."
Burt's heart stopped. He knew what a heart attack felt like, but this pain felt like someone was ripping his heart out with their bare hands. His son's might be in the school.
"Gary I need you to cover for me" Burt shouted as he raced to his truck. To hell with the report, he was going to find his sons. Before he started the truck, he dialled Carole's number and put it on loudspeaker so he could drive and talk.
"Hello?" Carole answered.
"Honey, I need you to get to McKinley-"
"Burt I'm working right now, is there some-"
"There's a shooting at our son's school, I'm on my way to the hospital to pick you up."
Carole choked a bit when she heard those sentences that she thought she'd never hear. "Okay, hang on I'll be waiting for you at the front entrance" Carole said hurriedly.
Next thing the Hudmels knew, they were trying to park the pick up outside the school.
"Goddammit, it looks like a fuckin' circus, it's like entertainment for these people isn't it?" Burt said angrily to himself. "Screw this," Burt parked his car in the middle of the road a few seconds down from the school, he and Carole raced to the front of McKinley. He saw Brenda Jones, Mercedes' mum.
"Have you heard anything?" Burt asked desperately.
"I had a call from Mercy, she said their safe in the choir room, and the door's locked." Brenda said.
Burt and Carole breathed a sigh of relief. Their children are safe. Sue comes running up to them.
"Mr Hummel, you are not going to like what I have to say, but I'm going to say it quickly so I can get it out of the way. Kurt is injured; he was shot in the side. He said he walked out of Glee practice because of a disagreement with the club and an argument with other gay. He went to the boys toilets, but the shooter went in and shot him in the side. When we found him stalking the hallway, we brought him into my office and I bandaged his side the best I could. He was determined to go and be reunited with his Glee mates though." Sue finally learned to breathe.
Burt froze in his place. Carole had a hand to her mouth, tears streaming down her face. That's the first sign of emotion she'd shown since she found out about this whole mess.
"Was he, um, what kind of err shape was he in?" Burt stuttered.
"He was very pale, he could barely stand by himself, he had to use the lockers and the walls for balance. He's very stubborn though Burt, he will be fine" Sue said with as much confidence as she could to raise Burt's spirits a bit.
She had heard about what had happened when the late Mrs Elizabeth Hummel had died. She actually went to school with Burt Hummel and Elizabeth Parsons. High school sweet hearts, as soon as they lay eyes on each other. They had little Kurt shortly after Graduation. When Lizzie got into that car crash that fateful night, it broke the Hummel's beyond repair. Many people in the community and the neighbourhood left food on their doorstep and cards sharing their deepest sympathies for the heartbroken Hummel's.
She never saw the Hummel's again after that. Until 2008, when a small boy who couldn't be more than 11 walked into the halls of McKinley. Three thoughts went through Sue at that moment, 1. He is going to get murdered here for what he is wearing. 2. She was tempted to go up to him and say Middle School was just down the road. And 3. She knew that hairdo and bowtie's from anywhere. Kurt Hummel.
Since that day, Sue did everything she could to watch over little Kurt Hummel. She watched him grow into a tall and slim boy (Sue liked to think she helped with that after his stint in the Cheerio's).
So here she was, bringing more heartbreak on the eldest Hummel man. When I get my hands on that bastard with the gun, I will castrate him, put the remnants in a blender, and make him drink it. Then she would punch him to death.
Carole had a firm death grip on Burt's hand. They must have stood there a good 15 minutes, though it felt like hours.
Finally, the door burst open, revealing some of the Glee Kids. They were clutching each other, but as soon as they saw their families, they sprinted into their warm and comforting arms.
Burt and Carole waited for their boy's to come out alive and well, well besides Kurt. Burt saw Amanda and Michael Anderson running up to them.
"Have you heard anything?" Michael asked.
"Some of the Glee Kids have come out now. We're still waiting for our boys and Blaine and a few other kids." Carole said sincerely.
They waited together, the two families, who got to know each other over a dinner organised by one Kurt Hummel. It was a bit awkward because the families didn't have many things in common with each other. But they still enjoyed each others company.
Suddenly, they saw Finn and Blaine walking out together. The Andersons and Carole called out for their boys to come over. Burt tried to look behind the boys to see if Kurt was following slowly behind.
More policemen and paramedics ran into the school now.
The boys ran over to them. Blaine was hugged by his concerned parents. Finn was being comforted by Carole, he was rambling on about beating the shooter after what he did.
Blaine went to Burt next, and Burt engulfed him into a fierce hug.
Burt let go of Blaine and put his hands on Blaine's shoulders and looked him straight in the eye.
"Where's Kurt, where's my boy?" Burt begged.
Blaine's eyes filled up with tears as he turned around and saw a stretcher being brought through the main entrance doors.
Dread coursed its way through Burt. He stumbled straight to the stretcher, shouting for his boy's name. Hoping and begging for Kurt to pop out of the bag, yelling 'Surprise".
Burt stopped when he was in sight of the stretcher. He gave the carriers of the stretcher a pleading look. They opened the bag a small bit, just so Burt could see the victims face.
Burt looked at the face and cried out in relief. It wasn't Kurt. But the face of the victim will haunt him for the rest of his life.
He turned around to Blaine, when he heard the boy call Kurt's name at another stretcher coming out of the school. Burt ran with Blaine over to the stretcher to see Kurt with an oxygen mask over his face, and was holding onto consciousness.
"Kurt, hold on okay. Please" Burt pleaded to his son. His only blood left.
"Are you the kid's father?" One of the paramedics asked as they began loading Kurt into the ambulance.
"Yes, yes he's my son" Burt said without looking at the paramedic, he had his eyes trained on his son.
"He's a real fighter this one, if you want to ride in the Ambulance with him we need to leave now to save your son's life".
Without thinking, Burt stepped into the ambulance.
"Drive to the hospital and I'll meet you there!" Burt called to his family.
He saw Carole drag Finn and Blaine to the direction of the car.
Burt settled himself in the seat next to his boy. Burt reached for Kurt's hand which didn't have the IV hanging out.
"Dad?" Kurt called through the oxygen mask over his face.
"I'm right here son, I'm not letting you out of my sight ever again." Burt said.
Throughout the trip to the hospital, Burt had a death grip on Kurt's hand, and refused to let go of it, he told Kurt stories of when he was younger and with him and his mother, to try and keep the boy conscious.
As soon as they got to the hospital, Kurt was wheeled away from him into the Emergency Surgery part of the hospital. Burt had many memories with this waiting room. How there was a door blocking his way from reaching the person he loved. A door that told on one side whether loved ones would survive or not.
His boy was strong. The one thing that comforted him was that his son was alive. He'll recover.
Because he's a stubborn little brat. And that's what Burt loves about him most.
Tears! So I didn't kill Kurt. We can all rejoice now!
I can't be bothered to write about the families of the deceased characters, because it's really a Klaine fic, so I don't want any interruptions!
(We get enough of interruptions from other characters *cough* finchel *cough then pukes*)
Thanks for reading!
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