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"What is she doing?" Sam asked, watching Rachel copy a bunch of numbers and strange symbols on a note pad as she studied a map.

Puck shrugged as he replied. "There's no modern word for it. The best explanation I can give is it's a combination of numerology, alchemy, and mysticism used by ancient Jews back before they were enslaved in Egypt. She's going to try and triangulate the most likely location where Kurt is."

"Oh."

"I've got it! We should find him somewhere within this two block area." The tiny brunette looked up in triumph.

Mercedes nodded. "I should be able to pick up his scent when we get within that range."

"Should we call Burt?" Blaine asked. Thad, Trent, Wes, David and the New Directions all looked at him with varying degrees of fear on their faces.

"Dude, he'd kill all of us if he found out no one bothered to tell him his only son is missing." Finn shuddered as he spoke.

"That man is scary as hell, but he's the only one of us who knows how to deal with the warlock." Trent added.

They all just looked at each other, none of them wanting to be the one to tell Burt Hummel that Kurt had been kidnapped. Blaine finally sighed and pulled out his phone.

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"This is the place," Mercedes whispered to Blaine and Burt. "Kurt is somewhere inside this house."

Burt nodded. "I'll take the front. You two go around back. Watch out for traps."

They split up, while the other New Directions kids and the other vamps waited for the signal to go in.

Blaine and Mercedes had nearly made it to the back door when the Jaguar shifter stiffened, and growled. Before Blaine could ask what was wrong, she had shifted and was leaping through a window at the back of the house. As soon as the window shattered, Blaine smelled what had had the shifter on the attack. Blood. Kurt's blood.

Burt heard the sound of glass shattering and kicked the front door open, rushing in, followed moments later by the others. When they reached the room in the back, they saw Mercedes in Jaguar form, snarling at two figures wrestling. Blaine had Nick's arms pinned to his sides, but the warlock's energy bolts continued to fly around the room wildly. One struck Burt, knocking him unconscious. Most of New Directions rushed to the elder Hummel's side. A second bolt smashed into the black Jaguar, stunning it. Blaine continued to wrestle with the younger male, trying to avoid the chaotic magic.

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Kurt woke slowly, pain pounding in his head. No one noticed as he carefully sat up and looked around. He saw the man he loved battling for his life, while several people just stood around watching, or leaning over something on the floor he couldn't see. He dragged himself up, remembering what he'd learned earlier.

He built the image of fire in his mind. "Let him go!" He shouted, drawing everyone's attention. A ball of flame appeared in his hands, and he threw it at the one attacking his lover.

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Blaine ducked and let go of the warlock, who tried to escape, but Thad and Trent stepped in front of him, each of them throwing handfulls of salt and thyme at him. The warlock froze with a scream of fury.

Meanwhile, Blaine continued to dodge the balls of flame Kurt was throwing at him. "Kurt! Stop! It's me, Blaine!"

Kurt didn't seem to care, it was as if the auburn haired boy didn't even recognize him.

"He's enthralled. You have to break the enchantment!" It was Brittany who shouted out this information.

"How?" Blaine demanded, ducking another fireball.

"I told you, don't fear the fire!"

Blaine had no idea what that even meant, but he had to reach Kurt some how. For the moment the younger vampire seemed focused solely on him, not bothering Trent or Thad, who were pouring a circle of salt around Nick. He dodged two more fireballs, then cried out in fear as he saw the flames engulfing the boy he loved.

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Kurt felt the power inside him growing, the flames now pouring freely from his body, licking over him, but not touching him. He saw the others around him pulling back in shock, but he couldn't let them distract him. He was the danger, the one who attacked his Nicky.

He watched the vampire warily, catching a worried glint in hazel eyes.

Hazel eyes.

The room lost focus. It took longer to come back this time. But Nick was still in danger. He couldn't be distracted now.

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Fear gripped Blaine. Flames were the only thing that could destroy the Other, and Kurt was completely covered in them now. He was terrified, but not for himself. He feared the loss of the boy he had come to care for so deeply. He felt his Other shrieking inside him, demanding they save their mate.

Without another thought, Blaine leapt at the pale boy, not caring if the flames destroyed him. He needed to save his love. He wrapped himself around the burning boy, knocking him to the floor and rolling them , trying to put out the flames.

"Kurt, please! You have to remember! It's me, Blaine! I love you! I won't let you destroy yourself! I won't let you die! I would gladly die for you! Please! Please Kurt!"

Blaine held the burning face in his hands and kissed the other boy with every ounce of love inside him.

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Blaine?

Kurt struggled against the kiss at first, but it felt so familiar. His body remembered this sensation, and responded. The flames receded, and he moaned as something inside him rose to the surface. There was a whining in his ear again, and the world was fuzzy. He felt disconnected. And then it all came flooding back. His fingers threaded through that baby fine hair and he moaned again and returned the kiss with just as much passion.

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When they finally parted, Blaine just looked into the other boy's face in awe for several more minutes before either of them remembered the others in the room.

Santana, Puck and Lauren were all smirking lewdly. Most of the others were blushing or trying to not look, or helping the three injured individuals. It was only then did Kurt notice his dad on the floor.

"Dad!" He rushed over just as Burt sat up gingerly.

Blaine moved over to check on Mercedes, who had transformed back to her human form. She waved him off, letting him know she was fine. He went over to the blonde vampire instead. Jeremiah lay on the floor, barely conscious, whimpering in pain.

Brittany moved over to stand beside him. "He will be okay. Kurt is going to heal him. But there is something wrong with the other one."

Blaine looked up at her in confusion. "What other one?"

The blonde girl pointed to the warlock trapped in the circle of salt. "That one. Nick. But not Nick. He's in there, but there is someone else in there too. Another soul."

Blaine was still confused. "You mean he is possessed?"

The girl just shrugged. The curly haired vampire stood and moved towards the circle of salt and moved around so that he could see the boy's face. The warlock was still paralyzed by the salt and thyme, but the blue eyes looked right at him.

Blaine just stared back for a moment, and then understanding came to him. He didn't know how he knew, but he was positive he was right. "Alexander?"