PREVIOUSLY: Since Sectionals, it has all led up to this moment in time for the New Directions, but for Rory Flanagan, this has been a few months in the making, and now he is racing for his freedom. He needs to upload all the information that he has on KHAOS, the group formed by Michael's brother, Rick, to combat the New Directions at Worlds, should they both make it. He also needs to some how escape from his pursuers who work for his brother, and his crazy ally. So this moment in time, now comes down to this.

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And now the continuation, and the conclusion for Rory:

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CHAPTER 54: THE RACE FOR FREEDOM

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Michael, Dan, Rachel, Will and Emma, all stood there looking at one another in complete silence. They had heard the chilling message from Rick Baxter, Michael's brother to his assistant, a guy called Brewster, about doing whatever it took to get Rory.

"I think we should abort this now," said Will "It's not worth putting everyone's lives at Risk."

"But what about Rory?" asked Rachel "We can't leave him behind."

"We are going to have to do something," said Will "We can't afford to be seen having anything to do with spying. We would be instantly disqualified from the rest of the competition if we get found out. Rory will understand."

"I can't believe you are saying that, Mr Schue," said Rachel almost in tears

Emma walked over to Rachel, and hugged her. "It's okay Rachel, I think Will's panicking over the shock of what we all just heard."

"We don't leave anyone behind," said Rachel "He's been a big advocate of that in the past."

"I'm with Mrs Hudson," said Dan "We shouldn't panic. I know that sounded disturbing but it was designed to. He knew what he was saying thinking or knowing that someone maybe listening in. That's why he asked at the beginning why was Brewster calling him on that phone. The Baxter's are so use to this."

So you're telling me he won't want his threat followed through?" asked Will

"No, no," said Dan "Don't get me wrong. He's quite serious. It's just we can't afford to panic, if we do then everyone out there will be in jeopardy, and he knows that. That's why he said it. To put the cat amongst the pigeons so to speak. Hoping we would panic and then giving him the advantage. It's us who have the advantage. Mr Flanagan has about a couple of hours lead, that's big. We also have that lead. There is no need to panic."

"So what are you suggesting?" asked Wll

"We stick with the plan. We have Minders out there, and they will make sure your people will be safe."

Will looked across to Michael.

"I assume you agree to this too?"

Michael nodded.

"I DIDN'T SIGN up to do stuff like this!" yelled Will "For my team to go tracing across Europe to save some idiot who put his life on the line to get some evidence for another idiot who felt threatened because ghosts of our past were put together to us in our tracts at Worlds. I signed up to go all the way to Worlds and win the damn thing... the safe way, and the proper way, and the legal way."

"Don't hold back will you." said Michael

Will threw his hands in the air and stormed out of the Choir Room.

Michael, Dan, Rachel and Emma all looked at one another. Emma went to walk towards the door, but Rachel grabbed her arm.

"Let me go."

"Okay," smiled Emma

Rachel looked at Michael "The others who are not in Ireland. I want them on the next flight home... NOW!"

Michael nodded "I was just going to suggest that."

Rachel semi smiled and headed for the door. Just then Michael's phone rang. Michael looked at the caller display. It was Rick calling. He answered it.

"What would you like brother?"

"What are you playing at Mikey?" came the reply

"I don't know what you mean?" replied Michael

"Sending half your team to Ireland. What's the point of that?"

"I got a good deal at the last minute by a professional photographer who was holidaying in Ireland," lied Michael already having his story ready "He only wanted 4 so I had to choose pretty fast. Why are you asking?"

"No reason," said Rick "Just some members of my team have heard that their likely opponents at Worlds, was spread across Europe doing photo sessions and my team were worried that they would be spied upon."

Michael laughed "My team doesn't spy, they won't go anywhere near England."

"Well hopefully you'll keep to your word."

"Most definitely. Is there anything else that you want?"

"No, nothing."

"Well I have to go. I'm busy."

"I'm sure your are. Bye."

"Bye."

Michael hung up.

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Outside Will was leaning up against the wall, with his hands supporting him. He was very angry.

"Mr Schue," came Rachel's voice

"I'm sorry that you to see and hear that Rach," said Will with his head bowed "This has just gotten way out of control too fast."

"I agree," replied Rachel "But we can't afford to panic now. We would just be putting everyone in danger."

"I do hear you Rachel, I do."

"We WILL get them all home safe, including Rory

"Artie should have just left well enough alone, we should be relaxing instead of travelling to Europe."

"I agree with you, and I also understand what Artie was trying to do. I'm sure if we get Rory back, we'll start focusing on Regionals."

"Yes," said Will sighing

"You were a big advocate of never forgetting anyone, that included when Mercedes, Santana, and Brittany joined the Trouble Tones, and when they lost you were instrumental into bringing them back."

"So were you."

"Yes, we both were. But you never gave up on anyone and never let anyone else do that either. So I'm asking you don't give up on Rory, and help bring him home."

Will kept his head bowed. "You were always the voice of reasoning of the group. We were missing you up until Sectionals. So welcome back.":

Rachel smiled "You're allowed to blow off frustrations Mr Schue, we can't expect you to lead and not hold back."

"Thank you, Rachel,"

"That's okay."

"Is everything okay out here?" came Emma's voice

Will turned around "Yes. Sorry about my explosion."

"It's okay," replied Emma "Like Rachel said, you just needed to release the tension."

Will walked up to Emma and gave her a hug, and then pulled Rachel in for a hug too, before walking back into the Choir Room.

"Let's bring everyone home including Rory. Let's do it as quickly and safely as you can."

Michael smiled "Half the team will be on their way home soon. I've recalled those that didn't go to Ireland."

"And Rory?"

"We understand he's just got home, and is uploading the information as we speak. It'll be at least a few hours."

"Which we may not have," said Dan looking at the video screen "Or it'll be pretty close."

Everyone crowded around the video screen, and saw what Dan was looking at. 4 guys dressed in Black clothes were at the airport that Rory had been to, ready to fly to Dublin.

"They look serious," said Emma

"They're the heavies," said Michael "My brother like using them against people when he needs to get results. I hadn't realized they were already in England."

Everyone bar Dan, looked at Michael in disbelief.

"Do you use 'Heavies'?" asked Rachel

"No, never," said Michael shocked by the question "My brother is the only one to use them."

"What are we going to do now?" asked Will "Rory will still be uploading by the time they get to Dublin."

Michael looked at Dan.

"Make everyone go to ground for the night, and then initiate Miss Pearce's final part of the plan." said Dan

"The most riskiest part," replied Michael "I guess we don't have a choice now. If everyone else agrees, make the call."

"Brittany swears it will work, if it gets executed properly," said Rachel "So I will say yes."

"I'm with Rachel," said Emma "We've come this far so why not continue with Brittany's plan."

Will looked at Rachel and Emma "I will reluctantly agree."

Michael looked at Dan "Make the call. Once the 4 finish their photo shoot get them to ground. Contact Mr Flanagan, tell him once he finishes get to somewhere safe. Send him the details of the plan and then tell him we'll be in touch tomorrow to start the plan."

"Yes sir," said Dan

"I want you to monitor as long as possible. If the situation changes I want you to let me know."

"Yes sir."

Michael looked at Will, Emma, and Rachel

"It's best if you guys get some rest, because the real action starts in the morning."

Michael headed for the door. Will looked at Rachel and Emma.

"I need to get out of here, and shake the cobwebs off. I'll see you in the morning Rachel."

"Sure," smiled Rachel

"You need to rest up too," said Emma to Rachel

"I will," said Rachel semi smiling "Once I know Finn's okay."

"He will be," said Dan "A Minder is keeping an eye on them at the photo shoot."

Will and Emma left the room to head home. Rachel put her hand on her baby bump as the baby was kicking. She pulled up a chair to sit in front of the map.

"I can give you a call if anything changes," said Dan

"I can't leave knowing that my husband and my friends are in a dangerous situation," replied Rachel "I'd rather stay."

"Okay," replied Dan

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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Rory was halfway into his upload when he received a message to say that there were people flying in that were serious enough to cause trouble and he could be danger if caught, and he needed to get somewhere safe for the night to be able to enact a plan to get him to safety in the morning.

He read the details of the plan. It was elaborate, but he had no choice but to go along with it.

As he was waiting for the upload to finish he grabbed everything that could incriminate him being a spy. He also destroyed stuff that could lead him to being in London.

He was given an estimation of time when the guys would be landing and he could estimate from that how long he actually had before they would get to him.

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The uploading was at 90 percent when he saw the time, and knew the plane had just landed. He did have a plan to get away.

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He was tapping his fingers on the table watching the percentage of the upload grow. He estimated the men were 5 minutes out when the uploading finished. He had enough time to put a virus that Artie had sent him to wipe the computer clean. The virus reacted fast.

Rory grabbed his stuff, and left via the back door, unaware that 4 men had just pulled up. Rory disappeared into the back sections that he knew so well.

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A couple of minutes later the front door burst opened and the 4 men in black clothes walked in. The leader instructed the other men to check the rest of the house. He walked straight to the computer, and inspected it.

"SHIT!" said the leader out loud "We got here too late."

The other men rejoined him as they had cleared the house of any sign of Rory.

The leader got on his phone. Cedric answered.

"Brewster."

"It's me."

"What's the situation?"

"The subject is not here. I think he must have just left just before we go here."

"SHIT! What gives you that idea?"

"The seat is still warm, the computer is hot, and it just feels like there was someone here within the last ten minutes or so."

"Can you get anything from the computer?"

"No, he destroyed it with a virus. It's gone through the whole system."

"DAMN IT," shouted Cedric "He should be around the area. FIND HIM."

"Yes sir."

The line went dead.

"Let's go," said the leader.

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LIMA, OHIO

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Rachel, and Dan had heard the entire conversation and Rachel looked worried.

"Mr Flanagan had a head start," said Dan trying to reassure Rachel "He knows the area too, they don't. Which means he will be already somewhere safe."

Rachel smiled. Her phone rang. It was Finn."

"Babe," said Rachel "I have been very worried."

"I'm okay, babe," came Finn's reply "Just reporting in that Blaine, Santana, Artie and I have just finished the photo shoot, and we're in a safe place for tonight."

"That's good to know, I can go to bed now."

"How's the other situation?"

"Under control for the mean time. Just. It's ready to go again tomorrow."

"Good to know. Babe, please get some rest. I'll be home tomorrow."

"Will do," smiled Rachel

"Love you," said Finn

"Love you too," replied Rachel

Rachel hung up, and stood up.

If anything happens whatsoever, tell me."

"Will do, I promise," said Dan

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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The 4 men had searched for Rory, but his very small lead had been big enough to get him to safety, and he was well hidden.

Back in London, Cedric was pacing around in his office, trying to figure what to do next.

He was on the phone with people who were checking video footage, the four men over in Ireland plus the leader of another group, who had just arrived in Dublin too.

"So I think he has gone to ground for tonight, which means he'll be trying to escape tomorrow morning," said Cedric "I want all airports watched very closely, and I want you guys to be there first thing. Checking everyone. And I mean everyone. He will be trying anything to escape. We can't have that."

"And what of the 4 New Directions who are still in Dublin?" asked one of the callers "They're finished their photo shoot, will they be leaving tomorrow?"

"I'm not sure," replied Cedric "But quite possibly. The others have gone home, and I smell a rat with the 4, so keep an eye on them. They have not contacted him and look like staying clear but that could be a rouse so keep a very close eye on them."

"According to my information," came a guy's voice who had been viewing the footage of the airport "They have booked two separate flights back to America. 15 minutes apart."

"Interesting," said Cedric "Keep an eye closely on everything. That's all for now. And remember people, I want Mr O'Carroll / Flanagan, or whatever he calls himself. So make sure I get him."

Cedric hung up on everyone. Dan had heard the call back in the States. He made sure to readjust certain things about the plan, and then he sent it through to those involved.

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The next day EVERYONE was up early, trying to anticipate what the other side was doing.

In Ireland, Finn, Santana, Artie and Blaine were up at 8 a.m. knowing that they had a photo shoot at 11 a.m. before a flight home at 12 p.m.

Rory had been alerted to get to as close as he could to the airport to be ready for whatever was going to happen, so in the middle of the night, he did exactly that, snuck to a place nearby.

Cedric's heavies were all over the airport, and looking for anything in particular.

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Over in England, Cedric was still pacing his office, knowing that this was would be the critical day for him.

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And over in Lima, Ohio, Dan had been up all night, had only an hour sleep, and at 5 a.m, 10 a.m. UK time, was joined by Michael, and then Rachel. Half an hour later they were joined by Will. He had arrived just to make sure everyone would get away safe.

At 6 a.m. Brittany, Kurt, Kitty, Jake, Mike, and Sam had all returned to the Training Center after their flight back from Europe. They were all exhausted, but they wanted to see the others leave safe too.

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12 P.M. - DUBLIN, IRELAND

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Finn, and Blaine arrived earlier than Santana and Artie to catch their plane. Santana and Artie had stayed back to do a follow up photo session.

They were going through into customs. Michael had some people who had owed him a favor from past deals that they did with Michael in the past, so they were in on the plan.

Artie had been whisked to the airport at the same time, and had been secretly taken to the back, thanks to one of the favors. It hadn't been caught on video, and no one who had been trained to see things had caught it either.

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LIMA, OHIO

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Everyone was in the Choir Room crowded around the viewing cameras f the airport. They had seen Finn and Blaine turn up and head through to Customs.

Dan got off of the phone that he had been on.

"Part 1 of the plan has worked. Mr Hudson and Mr Anderson, are in position. Mr Abrams has arrived too, and will be joining Mr Hudson on his flight. We've just picked Mr Flanagan up too from his position so this next part will be the most dangerous yet. This is the do or die part of the entire mission."

"We can't wait any longer," said Michael "Set it in motion."

"Okay," said Dan grabbing his phone and leaving the room

"I really hope this works," said Will starting to pace

"Well we're about to find out," said Michael

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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A car parked a block away from the airport and the door opened, and Rory came scampering out of nowhere towards it, and dived into the back seat, nearly falling into Santana laps.

"Hey! Watch it Flanagan," said Santana

"Sorry Santana," said Rory getting up and quickly closing the door

Right then Santana gave Rory a hug "Nice to see you Flanagan. You're a very wanted man."

"Nice to see you too, Santana," said Rory

"Don't tell anyone that I gave you a hug. I'll deny it and then I'll kill you."

"I won't," smiled Rory

"Are you all right Mr Flanagan?" asked the driver

"Meet one of our Minders," said Santana "He's sort of protecting us, but he can't do it once we enter the airport. We'll be by ourselves."

"I understand," said Rory "I'm good thanks."

"So you'll be Artie from the moment we get to the airport. Blaine will be you hoping to get the eyes off of us, and I really hope he gets back to us safe. He's taking one hell of a risk."

"I didn't ask anyone to take risks for me," replied Rory "I could have either faced the music myself or tried to get my own self out of trouble, but I appreciate it none the less."

"You're a part of the New Directions family," said Santana "We don't leave anyone behind."

"Good to know," smiled Rory

"Here put theses on," said the Minder passing Rory a bag from the front seat

Rory opened the bag, and pulled out a wig and glasses.

"You're going to act as Artie," smiled Santana "You need to look like him."

"Don't you laugh," said Rory

"I won't," sniggered Santana

"E.T.A 2 minutes," said the Minder "Snap out of the silliness and get serious."

"Yes sir," said Santana saluting the Minder

Rory put the wig and glasses.

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LIMA, OHIO

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Dan got off of the phone.

"Mr Hudson, and Mr Abrams, plane, has taken off, with Mr Hudson not happy about going first. He wanted to stay behind instead of Miss Lopez."

"That's Finn for you," said Rachel "Always trying to lead from the front."

"We needed Miss Lopez there to act as another decoy of sorts," said Michael

"Speaking of Miss Lopez," said Dan "Mr Flanagan has made it to her. So they're about to start their next stage."

"That's good to know," said Michael "Inform Mr Anderson to be ready to go."

"Yes sir," said Dan walking off

"I sure hope Blaine know's what he is doing," said Kurt

"He'll be okay," said Rachel "He's ready to do this."

"He likes putting himself in to troubling situations," replied Kurt

"He will be fine, Kurt." said Will

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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Cedric was looking at the time. He had been told that as far as they were aware, Finn Hudson, and Blaine Anderson, had just flown out of Dublin. He pushed a button to be connected to everyone.

"Two of the New Directions have just flown out, meaning there are two left. If anything us going to happen, now is the time. So EVERYONE needs to be on FULL ALERT."

Cedric pushed the button to end the call and turned to the screen. He was receiving the feed of the airport terminal.

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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The car pulled up to the Dublin Airport doors, and the Minder turned around to face Santana and Rory

"The moment we leave this car is the moment Mr Flanagan is vulnerable until we reach Customs, and even then he won't be totally safe until the plane takes off. Are you ready Mr Flanagan?"

Rory looked at the Minder and smiled. "I thought I was Artie Abrams?"

"We go in 10 seconds," said the Minder in a serious voice

Rory looked across at Santana "Is he always this serious?"

"They're all serious," smiled Santana "All of the time... They are dull."

"Great to know what I'm getting myself in to." replied Rory

"Let's go," said the Minder getting out of the car quickly

Santana got out, Rory took a deep breath and waited for the door to open. The Minder grabbed him, and put him in the wheel chair, and stood back. He couldn't do anything moire as the Minders weren't allowed to actively get involved without people knowing that Michael Baxter was personally involved, and that wouldn't be good.

It was all up to Santana, Rory, and Blaine now to pull this off.

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LIMA, OHIO

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"There they are," said Rachel pointing to the screen "Santana and Rory."

"We're a go," said Michael

"Rory looks like Artie," said Brittany taking a closer look "This may work."

"Let's hope there are no hitches," said Michael

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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Cedric saw a circle zero in on Santana and Rory on the video screen, meaning his team was focusing on the pair.

Cedric focused hard on Rory, thinking he was Artie. He turned around and pushed a button on his phone on the desk connecting him to his team.

"The final two New Directions have arrived. Everyone be on alert. Miss Lopez and Mr Abrams are heading into the terminal. Black team approach with caution. Don't get involved unless you are 100 percent certain. We don't want an incident. Everyone else including Grey team stay aware Mr Flanagan may be sneaking around the building."

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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Santana pushed Rory towards the terminal doors. She noticed 4 guys dressed in black clothes hanging around the doors.

"We've got company," said Santana quietly

"Stay focused," came someone's voice in her hidden ear piece "If they see you nervous they'll pick up on you and then things will become hectic. Remember what Miss Pearce said. You've got this."

Hearing what Brittany had said earlier on before she left, really calmed Santana down. She stood tall and walked to the glass doors which slid to the side on their approach and waited for them to get clear before closing again.

"Hey ya boys," smiled Santana as she walked past two of the younger members of the group dressed in black. They were dazzled by Santana's charm and seemed to drop their focus as they smiled back. They were closest of the four to be able to see if Rory, was Rory, but their focus was gone, and this gave Rory more valuable time.

"Good girl," came the reply through the ear piece "You got some vital time."

Santana and Rory headed up to the checkout counter.

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LIMA, OHIO

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"They've got so far as the checkout counter," said Kitty

"So far so good," said Michael

"Their leader is making a move," said Rachel

Michael looked towards Dan "Send Anderson in... NOW!"

Dan nodded and lifted up his phone.

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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Cedric had seen the two younger black clothed members had basically dropped their focus and so made the call for the leader to make an overall confirmation that it was Artie in the wheel chair.

Suddenly as he watched the leader get near Rory, some spotter spoke over the phone.

"I've got a visual on Rory Flanagan... Section T."

Cedric spun around "Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

Cedric spun back to the screen as the footage chance from Santana and Rory to the toilet area and the camera focused on what looked like Rory walking into the toilet block area.

"That's Flanagan," yelled Cedric "Black team, Grey team, Go... Go... Go..."

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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Rory was waiting behind Santana who was getting both their tickets. And both were aware that the leader of the Black team was closing in or Rory. Rory was preparing to give up, while Santana was quickly thinking on what she should do.

It was suddenly taken out of their hands when the Black Team leader who was only a couple of feet away, stopped dead in his tracks, touched his ear piece, and then turned to his group.

"Section T... NOW!"

All 4 members ran off letting both Santana and Rory breath a huge sigh of relief.

"Gate 5 is now boarding for the flight," said the Ticket operator "Proceed through customs now."

"Thanks," smiled Santana and turned back to Rory "Let's go."

Santana grabbed the chair and pushed Rory towards customs.

"What about Blaine?" asked Rory

"It's up to him now to get this done," replied Santana "He's on his own until he can get to customs."

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LIMA, OHIO

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Everyone watched as Santana and Rory casually but quickly made it to the Customs area where they were sort of safe for the time being. Everyone but Rachel, Kurt, Will,. Michael and Dan clapped.

"It's not over yet," said Kurt "Blaine's the diversion now. He's the one in danger now."

"If he goes by the plan," said Brittany "He'll be fine."

Dan switched the camera view to the Toilets area and everyone saw the Black team standing around outside the Toilet area waiting for 'Rory' to come out.

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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In the toilets, in one of the cubicles, Blaine had taken off his 'Rory' lookalike clothes, and stuffed them in a bag. He placed the bag in his backpack. He took a deep breath and touched his ear piece.

"I'm ready."

"Mr Anderson just to let you know you have company just outside. Stay grounded, don't panic, just act naturally and head straight to Customs. You've got your ticket. They are expecting Mr Flanagan, so just act natural."

"Okay,"

Blaine headed for the door. He took another deep breath and opened it, and walked out of the bathroom, into a corridor. He walked down the small corridor which led into the airport, and opened it. Suddenly 4 guys dressed in Black clothes came out of nowhere and surrounded him.

"What the hell?" said Blaine acting surprised

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LIMA, OHIO

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Kurt and every gasped as they saw Blaine surrounded.

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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Cedric saw a guy surrounded by his men, and took a closer look at the screen "That's not O'Carroll."

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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Blaine felt claustrophobic. Suddenly the leader held back.

"Wait that's not him. YOU, continue on your way... NOW!"

The men parted to let Blaine through. He didn't have to be told twice. He walked off quickly. The men then focused back on the Toilet area again.

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LIMA, OHIO

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Everyone let out a sigh of relief as they saw Blaine walk away.

"Just go, Blaine," yelled out Kurt even though Blaine couldn't hear him

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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Cedric watched as Blaine walked away. Something made him freeze the picture. He walked over to his desk, and grabbed a file, opened it, and looked at a photo.

"Wait," yelled Cedric at the phone. "That's Blaine Anderson. He was suppose to be on the first flight with Finn Hudson. That means he's there as a decoy. That MEANS Artie Abrams is Rory Flanagan. Black Team GO NOW... NOW NOW NOW."

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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Blaine got to the Customs area just as he turned to see the 4 men running from the other side of the airport. He quickly went through the doors.

The 4 men came to a halt outside the Custom doors. The leader grabbed his ear piece.

"Sir, he's gone through into Customs. We're too late."

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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Cedric was tearing his office up after receiving the news. Things were flying off of his table. He stopped. He placed his hands on the table, and thought. Then he spoke.

"Black Team go into Customs and get Mr Flanagan... NOW!"

"But sir," replied the Black team captain "If we did that we'll be causing an international incident."

"You HEARD what I said. Go into CUSTOMS and get me FLANAGAN! Record it so I can watch."

"But sir."

"THAT'S AN ORDER..." yelled Cedric

"Yes sir.

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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INTERNATIONAL CUSTOMS AREA

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The Black Team burst through into the Customs area as the plan to America was boarding. Blaine had just disappeared on board, by just seconds.

"Hey," said a security guard "You guys can't be back here without the proper information."

"Sorry," said the Black Team Leader "But I've got orders to find someone and bring him out."

"You are aware that if you do this, you'll be causing an international incident and if complains are filed which they will, heads will roll?" asked the Security Guard

"I know that but I have my orders. Hold that door."

The Black Team moved across the Customs area and 3 of them waited at the gate while their leader went down the ramp, and out onto the plane. There were plenty of objections from the flight crew, but the leader kept on going.

"Mr Flanagan will be sitting in Mr Abrams seat. Seat B Row 12," came Cedric's voice through the ear piece

The Black Team Leader came to Row 12, and without hesitation grabbed the person in Seat B without looking.

"Hey what are you doing?" protested Santa who sitting in the chair next to the aisle

"Stay out of this Ma'am," said the Black team leader "This is not your..."

He looked at who had grabbed. It wasn't Rory Flanagan it was... Artie Abrams."

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LONDON, ENGLAND

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"Shit," said Cedric realizing what he was seeing "I've been royally screwed."

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DUBLIN, IRELAND

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Finn stood up. He had been seated in the chair right next to Artie by the window.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Two security guards walked up.

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes," said Finn "This man assaulted my paraplegic friend."

"Find Flanagan," came Cedric's voice "He must be somewhere on the flight."

The Black Team leader took out the ear piece from his ear.

"I wholeheartedly apologize for my actions. I'm sorry I've caused problems. I'll leave."

The security guards parted and the Black Team leader walked off of the plane. Once he arrived back in the terminal, he was automatically arrested as was the other members of his team.

Santana, and Finn sat back down smiling, so too did Artie.

"That was close," whispered Artie

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The plan had worked. Michael had sent a private plane to Ireland, where Finn and Artie used it to show Cedric that they had left but it had circled back around unnoticed, for both Finn and Artie to get on the other plane with Santana and Blaine, while Rory who had been acting as Artie, was quickly whisked onto the Private jet, and it had taken off with him all safe. 15 minutes before everything else went down.

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With Cedric having ordered his team to go into the Customs Area, having caused a very severe incident, Michael's brother Rick, had been alerted quickly. Rick had no choice but to distance himself from the situation, and Cedric was forced to step down, and be the scapegoat.

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With the plan working, the New Directions can now focus on Regionals.

Stay tuned.