Chapter 9

Kurt and Blaine had been driving for hours. They were in a lonely stretch of road in between Berell and Lima. They were sitting in silence, completely comfortable just being with each other. When there was a bump behind them. They both looked back to see a car behind them. They had been so lost in there thoughts that they hadnt seen the car pull up behind them. Kurt stepped on the gas. The other car sped up and rammed into them. Blaine gasped. Kurt looked at him worriedly.

"Whats wrong?", he asked.

"I know the driver of that car.", Blaine said quietly, the fear evident in his voice.

"Who is it?", Kurt asked trying to keep the car from ramming them again.

"Hes the captain of my fathers guard....... Sebastian Smythe.", said Blaine. Kurt looked in the rear view mirror, and a sight of horror met him. It was one of the vile men from Lima leaning out the passegers window with a gun aimed at their car. Kurt knew that no one in Lima was a better shot the David Karofsky. He punched the gas. He noticed Blaine was starting to hyperventalaite.

"Blaine, baby, youve gotta breathe. Its gonna be okay. Think of the baby. The stress isnt gonna be good for it.", he said trying to calm Blaine down. It seemed to work a little bit, until a shot was fired, and one of their tires blew out.

"Were gonna die!", Blaine said panic rising in his voice.

"We arent everything is going to be fine. Well make to Lima, and the baby will be okay. And they wont touch us.", he said trying to reassure himself as much as he was trying to reassure Blaine. Just then Blaine cried out in pain.

"Kurt! Somethings wrong with the baby. Im having these pains in my stomach. Oh God! Im losing the baby! Kurt, Im losing the baby!", Blaine was now crying hysterically in pain, fear, and despair.

"Its going to be okay, Blaine.", Kurt said crying to. He knew that they were losing theyre little miracle, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. It was a sad, quiet car that passed over the line into Lima.