READ THIS AUTHOR'S NOTE!

Hey! So it's been…4 months…

I'm sorry. I had school and homework and softball and finals and…surgery preparation. But the good news is that I'll be having surgery soon so then I'll be bedridden and have nothing better to do than write….yay!

But anyway, as you'll notice, this chapter is really short. But that's because it's only part one. I wanted to give you guys something to read and part 2 will be coming out…when I'm done writing it.

So please enjoy.

"Would you like another martini sir?" Blaine looked up from his book and smiled at the beautiful waitress looking down at him as he relaxed in his lounge chair.

"That would be wonderful." Blaine replied, the smile on his face evident even in his eyes which were covered by hot pink sunglasses. The waitress nodded and walked back over to the tiki hut bar set up on a section of the beach.

Blaine bookmarked the page he was on and placed the novel down on the sand beside him. He scanned the horizon, taking in the sight of the beautiful empty beach and the vast ocean before him. He could see why people called the Maldives "paradise on earth".

The waitress returned with his martini and he took it with a nod of thanks. He took a sip as someone spoke from next to him.

"You really shouldn't drink too many of those." The person said. Blaine turned his head and saw Kurt lying beside him on a matching lounge chair. He was wearing nothing but swim trunks which left his perfectly toned chest available for Blaine to gaze at. Kurt's eyes were closed and his mouth was set in a soft smile.

"What was that?" Blaine asked as he tore his eyes away from Kurt's chest to look at his face. Kurt's smile grew slightly but his eyes remained closed.

"I said that you shouldn't drink too many of those. You have a job to do, after all." Blaine chuckled.

"A job? We're on vacation, Kurt. We aren't working." Kurt sat up in his chair and opened his eyes. The smile was gone from his face, replaced by a serious expression of sorrow.

"You have to go back, Blaine." Blaine's smile fell.

"What?" He asked. Kurt sighed and swung his legs over the side of his chair. He reached over and took Blaine's hand. Blaine sat up and swung his legs over as well so that the two of them were facing each other.

"You don't belong here, Blaine. You have to go back." Kurt said with a sad smile. Blaine shook his head.

"No…n-no." Blaine stuttered. "I belong here. I belong here with you." He said, reaching up to cup Kurt's cheek with his hand. Kurt's smile grew even sadder as he placed a hand over Blaine's.

"No, not yet. You have a job to do. A very important one." Blaine shook his head again, as tears threatened to spill down his cheeks.

"But I want to stay here with you. I like it here. I need to stay with you." Blaine complained. He sounded like a whining toddler but he didn't care. It felt so nice here. He didn't want to leave.

"It's not your time yet. I promise you, we'll be together. But first you have a job to do." Kurt said as he took Blaine's hand away from his cheek. Blaine opened his mouth to argue but he was interrupted as a sharp pain shot through his body. He screamed aloud as he grabbed his throat, the source of the pain. As he took his hand away he saw it was stained with blood. He looked up at Kurt but he was gone, along with the beach and the ocean. In their place was a sea of blood and a curling mass of darkness beneath his feet. And Blaine could only sense one thing.

Pain.

Blaine thought the sting would never go away. He would die, clutching his neck, and writhing in pain on the cold, hard ground.

So he was shocked when it suddenly disappeared as fast as it came. That was when Blaine became aware of his surroundings; the stone floor that he was lying on, the torches flickering on the wall, the blood pouring out from his throat.

He sat up quickly and clamped a hand around his neck. When he pulled his hand away, it was coated with blood but it was tacky and dry. His throat had stopped bleeding. Blaine turned his head and looked around the room, his eyes searching until they landed on a limp form on the ground.

"Kurt." Blaine gasped. He quickly scampered over to Kurt's body. He was curled in on himself and had blood splattered on his clothes and over his mouth. His lips were parted and Blaine could see that his fangs were gone.

"Kurt." Blaine croaked in a broken hearted whisper. There was no way to tell if he was dead or not. No rising chest, no beating heart. He had nothing. Blaine reached out and carefully shook his arm. Kurt didn't move an inch.

Blaine couldn't just leave him here. Dead or not, Kurt was coming with him.

Blaine slipped his arms underneath Kurt's body and stood slowly, testing his strength. When he was standing solidly upright, he shifted Kurt in his arms so that he was cradling the small vampire in his arms. He started to make his way towards the door to the holding dungeon, forcing himself to remember the layout plan of the research center that Finn had shown him. There were certain corridors, often used for deliveries and such, without surveillance cameras that Blaine could use to get out without being seen. He had made sure to part the Lamborghini near the exit so it could be a clean getaway. At least he hoped it would be.

"I'm going to get you out of here." He whispered as he walked out of the dungeon-esque room and out into the corridor. If Kurt was somehow listening, then Blaine wanted him to know that someone was there for him.

But almost as if the universe wanted to give him one last challenge before he could be with Kurt, a figure stepped out of the shadows ahead of him, blocking his way.

"Well, well. Looks like we have a little traitor." Blaine stared at horror at the man in front of him holding a pistol that was aimed right at his face.

The corners Dr. Colfer's mouth quirked upward in a cruel smile. He took a step towards Blaine, his finger ready on the trigger.

"I knew there was something up with you." The assistant said. Blaine stood his ground and clutched Kurt tighter. "I could tell you weren't the researcher that we assigned to the case." He took another step forward, his sickly sweet smile never leaving his face. "So the only question is, who are you?"

Blaine remained silent, his mouth set in a thin line. Dr. Colfer chuckled.

"Not talking? Not even a sound?" He asked. He sounded disappointed. "That's fine. I guess you'll be screaming later when we're draining the life out your little demon-" His sentence was cut off as Blaine slammed into his body. Still carrying Kurt, Blaine slammed into the assistant again, knocking him to the ground. He watched as Dr. Colfer fell, the gun falling out of his hand and clattering onto the stone floor.

Blaine saw his opportunity and took it. He dashed down the remainder of the hallway to the elevator at the end of it. All he had to do was travel up the elevator, down the camera free hallway, and out to the parking lot.

"Easy." He muttered to himself, almost like a reassurance, as the elevator doors opened with a ding. Blaine stepped inside and began rapidly pressing the "close doors" button whilst trying to balance the unconscious Kurt in his arms.

"Why am I doing this? Why am I waiting for a fucking elevator?" He asked angrily allowed. It seemed foolish to wait for the machine to close while he could be running up the set of emergency stairs next to it. But Blaine knew that he would have to climb many flights of stairs, and with Kurt weighing him down Dr. Colfer would surely catch up with him.

Speaking of the assistant, he was currently back on his feet with the gun trained directly at Blaine.

When the hell did that happen?

"That demon of yours belongs in hell." The assistant said as blood trickled from a gash on his head where it had hit the ground. "And you along with it." He finger tightened around the trigger and it fired just as the doors to the elevator began to close. Blaine thought that the doors would close in time and shield him from the bullet.

Blaine actually tried to hold on to that possibility even as the bullet shot forward and struck home in his shoulder. He cried out as pain lanced throughout his body. He cut his scream short and bit down on his lip, squeezing his eyes shut. He bit down until he could taste blood in his mouth and then let out a gasp of breath. The pain was overwhelming but surprisingly, Kurt was still securely in his arms.

A blaring alarm suddenly sounded and Blaine knew that Dr. Colfer had alerted the other scientists. Soon the whole research center would be warned. Blaine had to get out soon and fast.

It seemed to take forever but the elevator finally reached its predestined floor and the doors opened with a ding. Thankfully, there were no guards waiting for him on the outside. Finally the universe gave him a small favor. He sprinted down the hallway, his leftover adrenaline wearing thin as he burst out of the doorways at the end and into the bright, sunlit parking lot. There, across the pavement, awaited the Lamborghini.

He was alright and Kurt was alright.

Kurt was alright.

"So how long do you think it's going to be?" Brittany whispered. Santana rubbed her back and kissed her head.

"I don't know Brit." She answered. They had all been waiting for hours for Blaine to return home, and more importantly, to return home with Kurt. With nothing to do but hold their breath, everyone had returned to their floors. Puck and Finn were meant to alert everyone on any changes since they lived on the ground floor. Santana and Brittany were currently sitting on their bed with the sheets wrapped protectively around them, like a cocoon of emotion.

There had been no word for hours.

"Tana…do you think he's gone?" Brittany asked. Santana's breath hitched and she gripped the sheets tighter.

"N-no Britt." She said, trying to force her voice not to crack. "Just wait and see. He'll come home. You'll see." She said it almost as if to convince herself. "He'll come home. He has to-"

Her sentence was cut short as Puck burst through the door of their floor. Santana and Brittany sat bolt upright.

"He's back." Puck said, with crazed mixture of disbelief and relief on his face. "Blaine's back. And he has Kurt."

Alright. Sorry if this is going by pretty fast. Part 2 will be up as soon as possible.