Part VII
Rachel came with her dads a few minutes after they had gone to check on Mercedes, so by the time they got there she had complete control of the house and everything inside it, including Finn.
When they opened the door she was the first one there, asking if there had been any new about their friend. Kurt shook his head and answered that they had only found Mr. Jones' dead body and they got everything they could get that might be useful.
They shared a hug that bothered him, not because of her but because the only thing he could think of was what could have possibly dragged a man so big. What kind of animal could do that?
Anyway, his friend needed some kind of comfort, so he hugged her back even if it was a little cold. Detachment felt a bit like his middle name right now, he couldn't even begin to really care about Mr. Jones death when he was this freaked out about what took him.
"Boys, there's food in the kitchen" Leroy said from the hallway.
"I'm not really hungry, sir, but thank you"
"Me neither, sir" Puck said, a few feet behind him.
"Well, I don't care. We don't really know what is going to happen or if we'll have a chance to get a meal by this time tomorrow, so you are going to eat now" Hiram said, appearing from the kitchen with an apron around his waist. "You may not feel like eating, but not doing so it's irresponsible"
Both boys looked at each other, as if wondering if the other was really going to be able to stomach anything, but they kind of got what Rachel's dad was saying and why, so they didn't protest about it. Instead they went to the kitchen got a plate and sat down to eat in silence.
Without anyone talking the house seemed to have been swallowed by the silence from outside.
They slept through the night in turns. Neither Puck nor Kurt actually said anything to anyone else, but Hiram and Leroy obviously knew that something was wrong and stayed awake long after Rachel and Finn had fell asleep curled against each other in the couch.
No one said anything about what was going to happen, but when Puck started to fall asleep on the table Hiram came with a blanket to cover him before he could complain.
"Sleep for a few hours, if anything happens we'll wake you up"
Kurt wondered for a while how must have Puck managed to fall asleep the day before, all alone, worried. Probably, just as Finn, he must have spent the night awake and looking out the window, wondering if his family was going to come back at some point. All this before instinct kicked in and told him that getting food was the most important thing to do on a Sunday morning.
"You sure you don't want to sleep too, Kurt?" Leroy asked a few minutes later.
"No, I'm ok. I slept plenty this weekend, actually" he answered, looking out the window for nth time.
"Then, can you keep an eye in my place, darling? I think I'll follow Noah's footsteps. Wake me up if anything happens" the man said, looking at Hiram before giving him a quick kiss and slipping to the living room.
Around four in the morning it was Kurt and Hiram sleeping in the couches while Leroy and Puck kept watch.
Before the couple, who still slept, woke up, Puck shook Kurt to rouse him and made him follow the mohawked boy to the kitchen. There, between cups of coffee, they told the older couple everything they saw at Mercedes house and everything about the dog.
"I didn't want to tell you last night, you would've been too worried or scared to think straight… and I wasn't thinking straight myself" Puck said, scratching his scalp.
"Neither was I" Kurt admitted, twirling the coffee in his hands.
At breakfast no one mentioned anything to Finn and Rachel and kept the night watch as a secret, the same with what had happened at the Jones. They all had their reasons not to, though most of them just thought that the kids were a bit unreliable and couldn't really be trusted not to fall asleep or to give in to hysterics (though maybe that was just Rachel), but Kurt was secretly pleased to have been there that night, to be part of the group that kept watch, to be trusted with the responsibility.