Chapter 11

Blaine woke up to his cell phone ringing. He picked it up, and pressed the talk button.

"Hello?", he said sleepily.

"Yes, Is this Kurt or Blaine Hummel-Anderson?", asked the voice on the other end.

"This is Blaine.", Blaine said slightly more awake than he had been.

"Mr. Hummel-Anderson, This is Detective Parks. Im sure you remember me from the ordeal in Lima."

"Of course.", said Blaine. He thought of the detective, who was gay and had daughter of his own. "How can I help you officer?" Blaine asked genuinely curious.

"Ive been in contact with the NYPD, do?"

"Nothing for now.", said Detective Parks, "All of your family and close friends shouldnt go out alone. Also be aware of your surroundings, and under no circumstances, save death should anyone be out after dark."

Kurt walked into the room and saw the look on Blaines face

"Who is it?", he mouthed. Blaine held up a finger to tell him to wait a minute.

"Alright.", Blaine said into the phone. "Thank-you, Detective." He hung up the phone and sighed heavily.

"Whats going on?", Kurt asked sitting down next to Blaine on the bed. Blaine told him everything the Detective had told him.

"You know I would say that it surprised me that Karofsky and Azimio became hit men for hire........ but it really doesnt.", Kurt said when Blaine was done.

"What are we going to do, Kurt?", Blaine asked worriedly.

"We do what the detective told us to do, and we tell Jeff, Nick, and Bas.", Kurt said calmly.

"I dont want anything bad to happen." Blaine said burrowing his face into the crook of Kurts neck. Kurt wrapped his arms around his husband.

"I know, baby. Itll be okay. I promise." At least he hoped.