Blaine's head pounded as he slowly opened his eyes. As he regains consciousness the memories of what had happened only hours ago flood his mind. He had thought it was nothing more than a bad dream, but as his eyes focused he saw Sam sitting across from him, tide to a chair.
"BLAINE! Thank God!" Sam gasps when he sees his boyfriend awaken. "I was scared Chandler had killed you!"
Blaine's mind eventually stops swirling and he realizes where he is. He looks down and sees that, like Sam, he's been duct taped to a chair. Only his hands are tied behind his back, due to his chair lacking arm rests.
"Sam," Blaine says looking into the blonde's darkened eyes. "I'm gonna get us out of this. We're gonna be okay. I promise."
Sam is about to speak, but his eyes widen when he sees Chandler at the top of the stairs. "I see somebody's up from his little nappy wappy." Chandler is like a child as he walks down the stairs. It's almost as if he were skipping, each step having a chipper bounce to it.
He squats down and looks Blaine in the eyes, "Sorry about drugging you. You really weren't supposed to see any of this." He says gesturing to all of the photos, drugs, and Sam. "But don't worry, I've figured out the perfect way for us to be together forever. First I have to get rid of your poor excuse of a boyfriend. I'm not that kind of girl after all."
"Why are you doing this?!" Blaine demands through gritted teeth.
Chandler laughs an effeminate laugh, "Why am I doing this?" He places his hand over his chest and holds a shocked look on his face. He runs his hand down Blaine's cheek, caressing the silky smooth skin, and then squeezes his chin. "I'm doing this so that we can be together. You and I are meant to be, Blainey Boy!"
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Will is sitting in his living room making compiling all of the lessons he's had in mind for Holly and Emma to use while he's taking time off. His phone rings and he sees that Sebastian is calling him.
"Hello," Will says sounding unenthusiastic to talk to his newest student.
Sebastian however, sounds happy to talk to his teacher. "Hey Mr. Schuester, it's Sebsatian."
Will tries to make himself sound more interested, but the only way he's going to sound happy is if Sam were the one calling. "I know Sebastian, you're in my phone. What's going on?"
"Puck is headed over to that Chandler kid's house to get Blaine, but Finn, Rachel, and I want to know if we can come over and talk to you." Sebastian says leaving Will to think they're planning something.
He rolls his eyes, "Yeah that's fine, uh if you guys can get here in the next hour or so that would be best. Emma and I are meeting with Miss Holiday to talk about her and Emma taking over glee club for a little while."
Sebastian's voice reveals his shock. But he doesn't say anything about Will not being in charge. "Uh…Okay we'll be there soon. I'm going to pick them up right now."
Will forces a smile, "Good, I'll see you guys soon."
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Blaine is about to speak, but Chandler shushes him, "I know you feel it too!" He pulls out a razor blade from his coat pocket. "After Sam, here kills himself," he looks over at the taller blonde, and then back to Blaine and shrugs, "well, that's what they'll think happened to him anyways."
Blaine's face snarls, "Don't you dare touch him!" Fire fills Blaine's eyes and venom flies from his tongue. "I swear to God, I will kill you if you touch him again!"
Chandler laughs again. He grabs Blaine's chin again and violently crashes his mouth onto Blaine's. The dark haired boy gags and spits when Chandler pulls away.
Chandler slaps Blaine hard across the cheek. "You seem to be forgetting who's tied up and who's going to kill your precious Adonis of a boyfriend!" He looks at Sam and smirks, "You know, I was going to make it quick and mostly painless, by blowing your brains out, but, let's use this instead." He holds up the razor blade again. "I'll get some buckets, you'll bleed into them, and then when you're nice and dead, I'll take your body down to the lake, put you at the water's edge and dump the blood." He turns back to Blaine, "Then all I have to do is make an anonymous phone call saying that I saw a guy cutting himself by the shoreline."
"You're insane," Blaine says looking up at the monster he had thought was his friend.
"Don't play into his game, Blaine. He only wants to hurt me. You can still make it out of this!" Sam's eyes are pleading and Blaine knows he has to find a way to break free. Then he feels something behind him. It's round and rusted, and thick. His mind clicks and he realizes that it's a rusted pole or thick pipe. He proceeds to rub the tape on his wrists against it, praying he can get free and save the man he loves.
Chandler smiles at Sam, "I see you've finally given up. No more crying in your sleep, begging Blaine, your dad, or those idiots that you call your friends, to save you."
He starts to free Sam's wrist when Blaine's ringtone begins to play from inside Blaine's pants pocket. Chandler turns and retrieves the phone. Puck is the one calling and Blaine sees it.
Chandler hits the ignore button and returns his attention to Sam. He retrieves a bucket from under a table in the back and places it under Sam's left arm. Sam winces when the tape is removed from his wrist, but he knows he's in for far worse pain. The razor cuts into his skin, moving deeper and down his wrist. Blood begins to pour out of him and Sam instantly feels weaker. He stops cutting when he thinks he hears something outside.
Just before he can continue cutting Blaine screaming for Chandler to stop, but the other blonde just laughs and retapes Sam's arm to the chair. Each drop lands in the plastic bucket and sounds louder than any thunderous noise Blaine has ever heard.
Sam gives Blaine a look, begging him to stay strong and to survive. Then Blaine's phone begins to ring again. Again Chandler ignores the call, but again it rings. Puck's name keeps flashing and Blaine feels like there may be a chance of hope to save Sam.
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Emma answers the door when Sebastian, Rachel, and Finn arrive. Rachel takes the chair farthest from her teacher, knowing that even though he doesn't mean to do it, he blames her for Sam's disappearance. She looks hesitantly up at him and their eyes lock for only a second before Will moves his glance to Finn.
Finn out of all his students, out of everyone impacted by the accident, he relates to the most. Finn had lost his child in that accident, but unlike Will, Finn would never know his child, and Will had a chance of getting his back.
Sebastian claims a seat on the floor, since seating is limited in the apartment. Emma offers to get him a chair from the dining room, but he gracefully declines.
"Mr. Schue, Noah and I got to talking…" Sebastian knows that Puck still isn't one of Will's favorite people so he treads carefully. "We got to talking about Sam and…"
Will's ears perk at the sound of his son's name. Emma takes note and takes his hand praying he doesn't get his hopes up.
He looks at Sebastian impatiently, "Well?! What were you guys talking about?"
Sebastian begins to mumble and Finn takes charge by speaking for him, "We think Sam was taken!"
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"He won't stop calling until it's answered, and he knows I'm here." Blaine says as he feels the tape on his wrist beginning to fray.
Chandler scowls at his crush, and then looks back at Sam. "Say a word and I'll kill you both! ...faster." He says with a smirk as he watches the blood trickle out of Sam's arm.
Blaine and Sam nod as the shaggy haired blonde answers the phone. He puts on his happy voice and says, "Hello, Blaine's phone!"
"Then, freaking give it to him!" Puck says growling at the other end.
Chandler wants to just hang up, but he fears Puck might suspect something's wrong and call the police. "He's in the shower, can I take a message?"
"Is this you, Chandler?!" Puck sounds annoyed more so than he did when Chandler first answered.
He sighs, "Yeah, it's me."
"Open the freaking door! I've been ringing the doorbell for the past twenty-freaking minutes!" Just then they hear a pounding on the front door and Sam and Blaine's eyes go wide.
Chandler hangs up the phone. His whole body is trembling now. Blaine's taped wrists break free and Blaine screams for Puck to get help. Outside Puck dials 911 and tells them to send cops, ambulances and helicopters to Chandler's farm.
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"What do you mean you think Sam was taken?! Why would someone take him?!" Will says squeezing Emma's hand so tight a small yelp escapes her lips. Will is stunned when he sees that he's hurt the woman he loves. "Emma I'm so sorry!" He says panicked.
She rubs her sore hand and shakes her head, "I'm fine and you're stressed."
His eyes are filled with hurt and remorse. "Emma, that's no excuse. I'm so sorry."
Giving him a reassuring smile, Emma says, "Will, I'm fine. It was an accident. Now," She turns to her students, "would you all please answer my fiancé's question?"
Finn clears his throat, "Uh yeah…um well, we were talking about how even if Sam was disoriented and stuff he wouldn't have just left Rachel like that. Plus no one saw the car that hit their car, so what if the accident was a plot to grab Sam?"
Will hangs his head, then slowly picks it back up. "If what you're saying is correct, then Sam…" He runs his hands over his face to hide his fears and tears.
Rachel breaks her silence and speaks, "Mr. Schue, I'm so sorry, this whole thing is my fault. Sam was driving me to the doctor even though I knew he didn't want to." Tears trail down her face and she sobs, "Sam is…my best friend, and as sucky as it is to admit it, Sebastian and Finn are right! Sam would never leave someone that was hurt…not even a stranger."
Finn wraps an arm around her and holds her close, trying to comfort her. He knows that nothing will truly comfort her until she sees Sam again. A tear falls from Finn's eye, but he wipes it away as quickly as he can. He doesn't want to weak around his girlfriend and his teacher, who, he thinks, needs him to be strong.
Emma stands up, "I'm going to make us all some tea to help calm our nerves and then we'll call the police station and tell them about our theory." She sees Sebastian looking uncomfortable on the floor, "Sebastian, would you mind helping me with the cups? They're in a higher part of the cabinet and you'd really be helping me out."
He smiles, knowing that she's just lied, but goes with her none the less. He can't help but let a sigh of relief escape his lips when he stands up off of the hard apartment floor.
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Chandler turns and moves like he's about to strike Blaine, only to be surprised when Blaine's hand grabs his wrist. The short blonde tries to tackle Blaine and both of them tumble to the ground. Chandler feels the full force of Blaine's fist slam into his cheek again and again. His glasses fall and he can barely see as Blaine pummels him. When Blaine knocks out his and Sam's kidnapper, he undoes the tape on his ankles and grabs a towel from the table Chandler kept his torture tools on and pressed it to Sam's cut.
He begins to get Sam free when he hears Puck from the top of the stairs. "BLAINE!"
He doesn't look up; he only keeps his focus on saving Sam. "Puck, call an ambulance. Chandler cut Sam's wrist and tell them he went down and not across. Puck calls 911 again and tells them what has happened.
"They're sending in cops and a helicopter!" He says just before he sees Chandler move behind Blaine, holding a knife, he'd kept hidden. He doesn't have time to yell when Blaine is stabbed in the shoulder.
Blaine turns and blocks Chandler's next attack. Noah glances around the room and sees a nine mil, sitting on the counter top. He grabs it and fires a round into Chandler's chest. The shorter blonde's eyes widen and his face pales, just as he drops the knife. His body falls to the floor and all that can be heard from him is a wheezing sound.
Puck grabs an extra rag and tosses it to Blaine and orders him to put pressure on his wound, while he helps get Sam free from the chair. Blood is beginning to drip through the rag Blaine has pressed against Sam's cut, and so Puck grabs another and together, he and Blaine get Sam upstairs.
Chandler tries to sit up, but Puck's boot connects with his jaw and with a loud cracking noise he groans and falls back down. His vision blurs and he passes out.
Puck spits on the psychopath, "That's for hurting my friends, you microscopic piece of trash!"
Blaine cocks his brow and looks at Puck, "Microscopic?"
Puck shrugs, "What I pay attention in history!?"
Blaine rolls his eyes, "Just help me get Sam upstairs, and then lock the door behind you just in case that 'microscopic piece of trash,' decides to wake up."
Just as they get Sam out of the kitchen they can hear helicopters landing outside and sirens blaring. Within seconds a policeman yells from behind the door and both boys yell for help. The door burst open and the cops come rushing in.
"He's down there! Puck shot him! He saved us! Now help Sam!" Blaine yells out in a single breath. He starts gasping and begin to feel the world spinning around him.
He hits the ground hard and blood begins to pour from the stab wound. Puck looks and sees that the knife had cut into the muscle between the neck and the edge of the shoulder. Blaine's eyes manage to stay open long enough to see Sam's close and his heart drops while he says a silent prayer.
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The teapot is whistling loudly on the stovetop. Emma cuts the fire off and pours five cups of tea. "Do you want sugar and lemon in your tea, Sebastian?"
He blinks, feeling overwhelmed by Emma's kindness. "Just one spoonful please, and lemon would be awesome if it's not too much trouble. I…I know I've caused a lot of trouble in the past…"
Emma places her hand on the young man's shoulder, "Sebastian, I've seen how you've learned from your mistakes and you are becoming a very honorable person. I know Will, and the glee club haven't exactly been the most welcoming, but I've seen them warming up to you."
She can see the struggle he's had with being in a new school and how people have treated him for his past mistakes, "You know once when I was a little girl I stole a bottle of bleach, because I wanted to clean the sidewalk outside. It was from a store my parents took me to all of the time, and I got caught, and was labeled a thief. So I helped clean the store…well what they would let a ten year old do anyways, and over time the people there realized I had learned from my mistake and they started treating me better. They stopped talking behind my back or whispering when I walked into the room. I had to earn my respect, and you're earning yours right now."
Sebastian's eyes are watery and he hugs her quickly. When lets go he smiles, wipes his eyes, and says, "Thanks, Ms. Pillsbury, I needed that. I've felt like, pretty much everyone but Sam and Blaine hated me when I transferred, and now Artie and Tina are starting to say hi to me in the mornings and Mike offered to help me catch up on the dance steps for some of the new numbers. I just hope Mr. Schue will forgive me for hurting Blaine, and intern Sam."
"He will, Sebastian. I think he has, it's just with Sam missing, his mind is in and out of every dark and scary thought of what might have happened to his son. He wakes up screaming, or he just cries in his sleep. Even when he's asleep, he doesn't stop looking for Sam." Emma shakes off her sadness and grabs the tray with the tea and she and Sebastian head back into the livingroom.
She places the tray on the coffee table and is about to offer Rachel her cup, when the phone rings.
Emma grabs it, "Hello…no this is his fiancé…" Her eyes go wide and everyone around her can feel their hearts racing in their chests. "Yes…yes I understand, we'll be right there…Lima Memorial Hospital, got it….thank you so much officer!" She hangs up and tears are running down her cheeks, but she's smiling.
Will stands and grabs her hand, gently this time. "Emma what is it?"
She looks around the room and then at Will, "They found him! Sam's at the hospital!"
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A/N: Thank you all for your reviews. I loved all of them. gotta B writin, your reviews have had me cracking up nonstop, dude. I've read them like a hundred times. You guys are all so awesome! Whenever I get a review, even if it's just one or two words, it makes my day. Most of my reviews have been positive and they make me feel like my writing is actually good. I know people always says, "I'm my toughest critic," but it's true. So you guys are what has kept this story going and evolving. Thanks to TVTime and Shanehardy for letting me bounce ideas off of you earlier. It helped a bunch.