It felt like hours since Blaine had found himself being kidnapped. He was deposited in a car seat or so what he assumed and guessed correctly when he heard the driver turn on the engine and begin driving. There was a sock in his mouth that made him feel like he was choking. He never felt so frightened.

He struggled with his wrist which he found were tied "You shouldn't have met Kurt, he would have been fine if you hadn't gotten in the way, I was only threatening him and now you ruined everything,"

Karofsky, he remembered the dark gloomy voice clearly.

This isn't helping your case! He wanted to yell at him but only muffled sounds came out. A cold piece of metal touched his cheek and he flinched fearing it being a knife possibly the same one that caused him to go to hospital not long ago as Karofsky chuckled. "Don't worry, when I get rid of you things can go back to normal,"

He’s going to kill me Blaine realised with horror. He was going to die.

The car kept driving but then stopped for a bit , Karofsky swore about the traffic  and then he was talking again "You know Blaine I never meant for any of this to happen.  Kurt was just always out there and shoving it in my face what a great life it was to be out and proud, it was freaking annoying,"

How did he know his name?  It wasn't great, you and your stupid friends made sure of that, Blaine felt angry remembering the way Kurt talked about the bullying and the scars.

“I don't hate Kurt you know. I know I have done things that hurt him and scared him but the reason why I did all those things was because I didn’t know what I was feeling, I had such strange feelings. At first I wanted to punch him, and then I wanted to  kiss him, and when I had the guts to kiss him, he pushed me away like I was the plague! I'd give anything for another chance to kiss him, you don't know what he does to me,"

Don’t you fucking touch him -  Blaine was trying to say but again the sock was stopping him and knife was back on his face. He felt pain, his cheek must have been cut, he stopped moving. “Don’t make it harder for yourself, stop moving or I won't go easy on you,”

How is this going easy?

“You’re nothing but a fake you know. I don’t know what Kurt sees in you, you’re gelled up hair is obviously hiding something false under that helmet, and your preppy school clothes is nothing like what Kurt wears, he’s elegant and stylish. I’ll apologise once all this is over and maybe he might even agree to be my boyfriend,”

No NO you don't know what it means to be a boyfriend! He hurt Kurt..

“I said STOP MOVING,” Karofsky belted hitting the steering wheel.

Blaine cried out, the knife had made a cut on his arm whilst still driving. The car stopped and the sock was removed for a moment “What DO YOU WANT?"

"Please you don't have to do this, I understand you're confused, we can help you...,"

He still hadn’t removed his blindfold so he couldn’t see him. Karofsky punched him in the jaw making him spit blood. “I have to do this Blaine, you called the fucking cops on me. Once I get to Kurt and apologise, he can call them of and say it was a mistake You think you're better than everyone but you’re just a stupid prep boy with a lot of money but Kurt…I’ll make him see what he does to me once I make sure you won't get in the way AGAIN,”

The sock was shoved back into his mouth before he could reply. He felt tears in his eyes at the thought of Kurt feeling completely safe in his dorm room and yet he was far from it. He had to stay positive. Kurt was in his room. So long as he stayed there, Karofsky couldn't hurt him...so how did Karofsky manage to kidnap him was what worried him.

The rest of the drive Karofsky was quiet but occasionally he would mumble "If you hadn't come along" or something like "I didn't mean to hurt Kurt," and "maybe he'll forgive me and I can kiss him properly," then he would start cursing out of nowhere or crying and saying "I'm so fucking sorry," he needed help.

This boy needed a psychiatrist or something, he actually started feeling sorry for him but then he remembered the knife and the fact he had hurt Kurt and he clenched his fist in anger. They stopped driving for a moment.

The knife was back again trailing lazily on Blaine's arm, not exactly digging into his skin but he could feel it with the tip of the blade. He held his breath expecting the pain but the knife rested on top of his knuckles. He didn't want to show fear but he was terrified.

"I wonder... What Kurt would think of you if you had no fingers, that's not a pretty thing to do with those hands Blaine... Kurt doesn't like violence, I can see you want to punch me,"

What would you call this? He thought bitterly. There was no point trying to get out of the situation his hands were wrapped tight in rope and he couldn't see where he was. Even if he wanted to grab the doorknob and throw himself out he'd get run over by a car.

The knife then moved away and he let himself breath but then a rough hand grabbed his private part and he winced at the way it was squeezed harshly. He hears Karofsky laugh in an evil like way "or maybe if you looked like a girl ...he wouldn't be interested,"

Just kill me. Blaine thought. Anything but cut his body parts. He watched criminal minds and even when he watched the show he cringed during those scenes and looked away.

Karofsky seemed to be enjoying the torture scene. "But let's not do this here,"

He heard Karofsky open his door and shut it. Moments later his door was opened sharply and he was shoved out of his seat and onto the ground where there was dirt.

He lay there helpless when realising his legs were also tied in a knot as he had tried to get up but fell over again.

A hand caressed his face "Don't cry, it'll be over before you know it, here I'll even let you breath but if you scream or talk I'll just shove the sock back in your mouth," he was granted the sock removal. He hadn't even realised he'd started crying.  The hand was back on his crotch again - he squirmed trying to get out "Now first we get rid of this..."

He felt hands on his belt "please...don't, just kill me, and leave Kurt alone,"

"I can't do that Blaine, I'll go to jail, I have to do this, Kurt won't see me properly if you're in the way but he'll also know it was me if I kill you. I also thought I asked you not to talk," true to his word the sock was back in his mouth.

Blaine struggled but Karofsky pushed him harder down on the ground with his hand wherever they were. He could feel gravel and dirt on his neck do they had to be outside.

The belt came loose and Blaine's pants was pulled down. Blaine felt the cold instantly and then Karofsky was stroking his private part "Such a shame it has to go.. Kurt wouldn't think much of you then would he? After this I'll go back to Kurt and apologise and we'll make up and if you ever go near Kurt or try to stop me I'll make sure you wished you were dead, but it's not like you're gonna want to fuck Kurt after I cut your groin of anyway,"

A knife came in contact as though getting ready to cut like he said, he shut his eyes trying to get himself out of this nightmare when there was a sharp cry from Karofsky.

"The only place your going Is the fucking police," Karofsky made a sharp cry and he must have be taken of him because there was no more metal near him.

Burt? The blindfold was released and he watched in shock as Burt cupped his cheek that wasn't bleeding and untied the rope on his feet. He helped Blaine pull his pants up, redo his belt and stand shakily. Burt then released the sock. "Thank you," he sounded hoarse from the tightness in his throat and tears fell from his eyes. Burt just gave his shoulder a squeeze gently and finished untying his hands and Blaine threw his arms around the older man. Surprised Burt put his arms around Blaine in return "You helped my son be safe the least I could was help you in return,"

Blaine nodded and found himself speechless. He took an unsteady step and heard Karofsky yell "You ruined everything!"

Blaine caught a glimpse of Karofsky and blanked out.

"Blaine!" Burt was the last voice be heard.

"He was really brave- he was worried about Kurt even when being tortured by that ... That devil," he listened as Burt talked.

"I'm so proud of my baby," That was definitely his mother.

"Dad what happened to Karodsky?"

Kurt.. It was so nice to hear Kurt's voice

"The police have him, I have to give credit to the security at Dalton. I was on my way to see you when I noticed Blaine being dragged in a car. He put up quiet a fight I'll tell you until Karofsky knocked him out. I was hiding behind my own car while I watched and then I saw the security guy come back who looked like he was just having lunch, I told him what i saw and got in my car to follow Karofsky. Apparently they already were on the case when they saw in the security cameras Blaine being taken against his will in the hallway - they alerted police to go under cover straight away, the police lady was behind me and we kept distant with karofsky so he wouldn't see us, when he stopped I got to him just in time as he...well he was going to hurt Blaine,"

"Good - I can't believe he did this Blaine, thank you dad,"

"I didn't do much I just took his knife and gave him to the cop, he was in too much of a shock to be able to do much Blaine however ... I was glad to be there for him,"  

So we're safe?" Kurt sounded relieved, and Blaine felt better just listening to this conversation. He didn't open his eyes yet though. He was tired and content.

"You're safe son, you and Blaine are safe,"

He found himself drifting of again. He was exhausted, but he could feel the gentleness of fingers caressing the scar that was obviously bandaged up on his arm. Another hand was place ontop of his own. Even though he couldn't see him he knew that hand was also Kurt's.

When he awoke opening his eyes he found himself in his room at Dalton. Kurt was beside his bed sleeping on the edge of the bed. Blaine smiled and leaned over to kiss his forehead. He was willing to forget what happened with Karofsky. No one was going to touch them - or what they had.

Burt and his mother were talking quietly in the kitchen.

"I think they deserve a break," Burt was saying.

"They do, even with everything going on Blaine still kept up with his school work and continued working at the homeless shelter and looked after Kurt. No wonder he's exhausted. I called the shelter and told them he was going to have time off to finish his studies, he has enough on his plate right now, he also tells me Kurt's pretty smart you know, Blaine has told me all about how Kurt and he would go through his homework and Kurt surprised him by just how intelligent he was,"

"I'm pleased to hear he's still interested in school work, but I ain't sending him back to McKinley, no way in hell am I putting him through all that again, I'm even thinking of taking Finn out but Finn says Glee club needs him, and they don't bother him as much as they did Kurt, I should have taken him out the moment I saw those bruises... He tried to hide them ... But I saw them,"

"He's safe now Burt, he doesn't blame you and nor will I, but I do think he should move schools... Listen if you need help with money..."

"No I can't ask that, not after all the trouble you gone through to help us out to this point, there has to be another way,"

"I have another way," Blaine said from his side of the room.

Burt and his mother looked over "Blaine! You're awake sugar pie." His mother came over and kissed him in the hair. "You gave us quite a scare sweetheart, the principal came to check on you. He said your welcomed to a couple of days off, how are you baby?" Burt came over to, but when he noticed Kurt's sleeping form, he carried him like a child over to his bed and placed him under the covers, cupping his cheek in his hand before heading back to them. "I'm fine mom, I'm just glad he can't hurt anyone anymore, especially not Kurt..Mr Hummel have Kurt transfer here," Blaine pleaded with his eyes. "He's safe here, and he's smart enough for Dalton, I just know it, he always said his school didn't challenge his IQ level,"

His mother stood instead and gave Blaine a glass of water "thank you mom,"

"I think this school is a bit too up market for us buddy,"
His mom was about to say something but Burt held up his hand to her defensive "Np I'm not taking more of your money thank you Pam,"

His mother must of told him to call her Pam, she often said Anderson made her feel old.

"I already had a talk with the principal at McKinley, they're willing to send a letter to dalton to explain why Kurt deserves to be at a place like this to study, and that they would pay for the extra cost for him to dorm so he wouldn't travel far,"

"You serious?" Burt looked suprised but impressed. "How did you manage that?"

Blaine grinned "I may have threatened her to expose the school and it's lack of ... Well let's say proper security on school grounds to the court if they didn't agree to my terms at helping Kurt in a sensitive situation,"

Blaine was rewarded with a massive hug from Burt literally cheering which woke Kurt from his bed "what's going on?" He rubbed his eyes sitting up and then with a delighted squeal he noticed Blaine smiling at him widely.  "Blaine! You're awake!"

Kurt untangled the covers of him in fast speed, Blaine couldn't help but smile at how adorable he looked in his blazer which he obviously burrowed and his bed head was making him look even cuter and when he got to Blaine's side, Blaine was opening his arms expecting Kurt to hug him just like Burt but instead Kurt  looked at him with such delight in his eyes and leaned over and kissed him full on the mouth.

Blaine was certainly getting a lot of surprises in just the one day. His hand reached for the back of Kurt's hair and tugged him down to him since he was in an awkward standing position. "Kurt," he whispered between breaths.

Burt coughed and looked to Pam with who was clapping her hands excitedly. "I think... I'll have to make sure Kurt dorms in a different room,"
Pam laughed with good nature as Burt nudges her shoulder.

"Don't worry Burt, I told Blaine he wasn't allowed to have sex until he was 30,"

"Well at least we don't have to worry about them getting pregnant," Burt chuckled. Pam groaned "Not like my elder son - now he's a worry, he has a new girlfriend every week. Burt laughed "My step son isn't the brightest either, he gave my wife a scare when he thought he had gotten a girl pregnant in a hot tub," Pam shook her head "You're pulling my leg," Burt insisted "I'm not!" Eventually Kurt and Blaine pulled apart needing air, and stared each other like they couldn't get enough.