After they were all done singing. They all quickly and quietly went to the car. They wouldn't needed again until the awards were being handed out, and by then they would be away from the festival. They ended up at Burt's house, which was a huge old church. It even had a graveyard, and that is where they ended up. Hiding behind a fenced in portion, behind the tombstones.

It only took Herr Zellar, and his men a few minute to arrive. They stormed the house, searching everywhere for them. After taking a quick look around the old graveyard all the soldiers left, except for one. When Rachel saw his face she gasped. It was Jesse.

Sadly they didn't realize that Jesse heard her, and had hid behind a tombstone, waiting for them to come out or move. Catiously they all came out of hiding, but then Jesse moved from where he'd been hiding.

"Jesse, please.", Rachel said. He took a whistle out of his pocket so he could call the others. Just as he put it in his mouth Blaine shouted "No, wait!"

He pulled out a pistol, and held at Blaine who stopped where he was.

"Kurt,", he said calmly, "Children." he made a hand motion for them to go.

"It's you we want not them.", Jesse said shakily.

"Put that down.", Blaine told Jesse. Blaine took a step closer.

"Not another move.", Jesse said his voice still shaking. "Or I'll...I'll shoot!"

"Your only a boy. You don't really belong to them." Blaine said as he walked towards Jesse.

"Stay where you are.", Jesse said managing to make his voice shake slightly less.

"Come away with us, before it's to late.", Blaine said still walking forward.

"Not another step.", Jesse said, "I'll kill you." Blaine kept walking towards him

"You give that to me, Jesse.", he said calmly.

"Did you hear me? I'll kill you!", Jesse said panic in his voice.

"Jesse...", Blaine said still walking forward. Then he grabbed the gun in Jesse's hand. He got the gun away. "You'll never be one of them."

Jesse looked at him shocked, "Lieutenant!", he called, turning towards the stairs. "Lieutanant their here!" Blaine ran down some side stairs towards the waiting car. He climbed in the car, started it, and they sped of towards the mountains.

All the solidiers ran towards their cars intent on following. Burt watched them try with a twinkle in his eyes. He walked into his room, and took the spark plugs out of his pockets. "Good souvenirs.", he thought.