"Shut up!" Sebastian roared from across the room.

Blaine snapped his mouth shut but continued to glare in Sebastian's direction. In all honesty, Blaine was asking for it. He kept inquiring about Kurt over and over, and teasing Sebastian while Blaine sat tied to a chair. In reality, he was trying to distract himself from the nausea that had followed him from the car ride. It had more to do with fear than anything else. Blaine was trying desperately to rack his brain for ways to escape. Blaine knew Kurt was okay for now, but Jeff couldn't protect him forever without blowing his cover.

What Blaine needed was time. He needed to stall Sebastian until he could come up with something substantial. He scanned the room, taking in his surroundings carefully. Aside from the rigid chair he sat in, the room was quite warm and comfortable. Everything was made of old, expensive oak, or covered in leather. In another house, he would have taken it for an office.

Finding nothing that could possibly help him out of his chair, Blaine let out a heavy sigh.

"Look Sebastian," Blaine started. "It's not that I'm not enjoying being tied up, but I've got places to be, people to talk to, business to take care of. So if you would just untie me, we could be done with this quickly."

Sebastian let out a short burst of laughter. "Funny, Anderson."

"Nightbird," Blaine said through clenched teeth.

Sebastian waved him off and walked over to a heavy wooden desk. He slid open a drawer and began to rummage through it. Blaine craned his neck to see, but was unable to identify the items Sebastian was looking through.

Blaine sighed audibly and settled into his chair, accepting that he would definitely be in the same spot for a while. "This is ridiculous. You and I both know that I'm going to get out in the end."

Sebastian grunted in response and reached back into the drawer. Unable to find what he was looking for, He stood up and looked around, then approached a cabinet to the left of Blaine.

"Aww, did you lose something? Why am I not the least bit surprised?" Blaine laughed.

"What the fuck don't you understand about shut up?" Sebastian growled.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "What's your problem with me anyways?"

Sebastian slammed the cabinet shut.

"Well… I don't know much about Sebastian's past, but from what I do know there could be a slight motive."

Kurt leaned forward in his chair. Jeff glanced at his watch. "We've got five minutes, tops, before someone starts to wonder where we are."

Kurt nodded, eager to hear the story.

"The Smythes—that's Sebastian's family name—were actually friends of the Andersons way back when. And by friends I mean that strained mutual relationship between two families of a competing social status." Jeff paused, glancing at the door.

"So Blaine and Sebastian were friends at one point?"

"They were… acquaintances at best. At least I think so." Jeff pinched the bridge of his nose. "You really can't take anything I say to be 100% true. I only know what I hear through gossip and speculation."

"Okay okay," Kurt said quickly, feeling the time pass. "Just tell me what you've heard."

"My problem is you Anderson. I can't stand you, and you don't deserve to be the next leader of the guardian groups."

"But I'm not even a Warbler anymore! Even still, you joined after I left. Why does it matter what I do now?"

"It doesn't," he responded, his voice eerily low. "It's not what you do now, it's what you did before."

"And what was this horrible crime that I committed? Hmm?" Blaine snapped. "I haven't seen you since I was ten, then all of a sudden you're hunting me down, stalking my boyfriend, showing up around school…"

Sebastian clenched his jaw and turned away from Blaine, continuing his search from before.

"The families were always together. Between the two of them, the mothers hosted over twenty major events. They always tried to outdo one another with those parties. My parents used to go to them, I remember that."

"So it's a family feud type thing?" Kurt asked.

Jeff shrugged. "In a way, it may be. They used Blaine and Sebastian as another way to compete against one another. If you ever wondered why Blaine was in so many extracurriculars, there's your answer. His mom started him early and after she started letting him choose, he just didn't stop. It was pretty easy for Blaine, but Sebastian—not so much."

"You definitely just implied Blaine was better at everything than Sebastian," Kurt smiled.

"He was," Jeff responded simply. "The thing about Blaine, though, is that he didn't know that he was better. This led to some tensions."

"Sebastian!" Blaine demanded, "Turn and face me! I am sick of this. You don't get to take me away at will for no reason! It's against the code."

"The Warblers stopped using the code ages ago just like every other 'evil' corporation. You know that."

"Sebastian, what happened?" Blaine asked, suddenly quiet, "We used to get along fine."

Sebastian barked out a laugh. "We did not get along fine. You would prance around my house, showing off to my mother who simply fawned over 'the son she wished she had.' I never liked you; I resented you," he sneered.

"What are you talking about? We were always together. You always invited me over. You were my first best friend!"

Sebastian snorted and reached for a box on top of the cabinets. He glanced inside and a he gave a small smile, finally having found what he needed. "Maybe at first."

"You had a crush on me for heaven's sakes Seb. Don't tell me we never got along."

The box slipped from Sebastian's grasp and hit the floor with a crash. It tipped over, revealing a few metallic objects with unnervingly sharp edges. Blaine looked up in time to see Sebastian glance nervously at the camera positioned above the door. He bent down and picked up the box, hand shaking slightly. "How did you…"

"Know? Like I said. We were best friends, I could tell."

"So Sebastian in simultaneously in love and hate with Blaine? Even then, all of this seems somewhat over the top."

Jeff pursed his lips. "I guess it would seem that way, but Sebastian was given easy access to all of the resources. I guess when someone has the means, it's easier for them to act on an impulse. That, however, is only for now.

"For now?" Kurt questioned.

"He's been on probation for a while. This isn't the first time he's gone out on his own and hunted Blaine down. At first Hunter thought it was amusing and let it go. Getting rid of Blaine would have made things easier for him anyway, but now he's pissed."

A sharp knock came from the door. Both boys turned their heads with a jolt.

Sebastian shook his head violently, "I didn't."

The corners of Blaine's mouth turned up in a smile, "You just confirmed it when you asked me how I knew. Stop with the lies, Sebastian."

For a moment, it appeared as if Sebastian was about to relent, but then his expression darkened once again. "You don't know anything Anderson."

"You know what? Whatever, Sebastian. I don't care anymore. Just get on with whatever you were going to do to me."

Sebastian took a step forward, then hesitated. "I…"

"Please tell me you had a plan for after you captured me."

"Don't say anything, and look a little scared." Jeff ordered quietly. He started for the door, and then quickly returned to Kurt. Before Kurt could protest, Jeff messed up Kurt's hair and moved his sweater around so it looked rumpled. He then pressed his fingers to his lips and walked to the door.

Jeff opened it to reveal an imposing figure. The man's stance looked almost military-like, and he held an air of authority.

"Hunter! I'm in the middle of something here." Jeff pointed behind him with nonchalance.

Hunter brushed passed him, entering the room and settling his eyes on Kurt. "How long have you guys been in here?" he asked.

"Five, maybe ten minutes," Je responded. "Why, do you need the room?"

Hunter shook his head. "No. We've got a problem with the other one, though. Follow me, and bring him with you."

Jeff gave a curt nod and signaled for Kurt to follow. Kurt sighed quietly with relief as Hunter exited the room. He stood warily and followed Jeff out of the room.