For the next few days they both decided to lay low, they spent most of their time either in the cell or in the gym. They werent sure how much time it would take Karofsky to get the uniforms so when he turned up at their cell with a bundle of sheets they were surprised. He looked down on him from his bed on the top bunk adjusting himself so he could get a good look at what was going on. Karofsky still had visible marks on his face from when he had been beaten up, it caused a pit in his stomach and brought him back to times when he had similar bruising.

"I got the sheets," he said handing them out for no one in particular. Blaine seemed to know what he was doing because he climbed from his bed and took them with no hesitation.

"Thank you, means a lot," Blaine said and Karofsky gave a small smile. Blaine placed the sheets on the bed before looking back to Karofsky who hadnt moved. The bed creaked a little as he sat up and moved from the bed deciding to sit at the top of the ladder with his legs dangling below him.

"Do you know when youll do it?" Karofsky asked quietly. Blaine turned to look at him but he just shrugged. He didnt have a clue, to be honest he hadnt thought theyd get this far. A part of his mind had thought that they would have gotten caught be now and they would be taken away to a more secure prison.

"Were not sure, we dont even know how were going to go about it yet," Blaine explained and Karofsky nodded shoving his hands into his pockets nervously. One at a time Karofsky turned to look at them, looking at them like he was deciding their fate.

"I want to apologise again for what Ive done, and I want to help you so just let me know and Ill create a distraction," Karofsky said removing his hand from his pockets and wrapping them around himself.

"Come with us," he said without really thinking about it. He wasnt sure it would be a great idea but he knew that if Karofsky stayed here then he was going to have a really hard time. But to his surprise Karofsky shook his head.

"No, this is where I belong. I wouldnt make it out there, the worlds too big and cruel and its more than I can handle," Karofsky said before looking to the floor. He could see that he probably would have more of a hard time than what hed get here in his eyes so he didnt question it. "But I probably wont be able to speak to you properly again, so I wish you the best of luck and…. Just dont get caught," Karofsky said before turning and walking away. They didnt even have time to say thank you, or goodbye before he was out of sight leaving them alone.

He looked down at Blaine as he unwrapped the sheets trying to make sure that whatever was inside them wasnt visible to anybody from outside of the cell. "Are they in there?" He asked as Blaine re wrapped them and looked up to him.

"Yeah, we just have to figure out when were going," Blaine said shoving the bunch of sheets under the bed before walking so he was straight in front of him.

"I dont know about you but I want to get out of here as soon as we can," he said and Blaine nodded dragging his hand through his curls.

"I agree," Blaine said before laughing nervously. "I cant believe this is finally happening," Blaine continued starting to pace around the room, the tapping of each of his steps making him more and more nervous.

"I want to go tonight," he said quacking knowing that if they waited much longer he wouldnt be able to go through with it. Blaine turned with him with wide eyes.

"Are you serious?" Blaine said and he nodded. "Ok, well Ill quickly go tell Karofsky before breaks alarm goes off, well go just before lunch finishes," Blaine said sounding panicked before he disappeared out of the cell before he could say anything to stop him. Sometimes Blaine was hard to figure out, like a hard puzzle that you finally think youre finishing but then you notice that one of the pieces are missing. He moved back onto the bed and laid back looking at the ceiling.

He couldnt help but thinking of all of the hiding, the running, and the being scared of being caught. Sweat formed on his brow the prickling feeling forcing him to wipe it away with the sleeve of his jump suit. He had to force himself to think of the freedom, the food, and finally he might get to see his dad sooner than hed thought. He forced a smile and took a breath, he had to do this. He had to do this.

The alarm for the end of morning break went off and Blaine wandered in not much later. "Its done," he said before he felt the bed tremor as Blaine sat on the bed below him. He sat up, Blaines seem distressed. He sat up and made his way from the bed, down the ladder and jumped to the floor.

"Are you ok?" He asked turning and taking a seat next to Blaine, the bed sinking pushing them slightly more together. As he did this the doors to the cell slid shut noisily making him jump slightly, he looked to the door quickly before focusing back on Blaine.

"Yeah Im fine, its just, are you sure that you want to come with me? I know you want to be out of here as much as I do but the consequences of getting caught are going to be really severe. Youve just got to think that youll be out in a few years, do you really want to chance getting life? You dont have to worry about me, Ill be fine on my own," Blaine finished but didnt look him in the eyes. He could tell he was lying, Blaine didnt want to be alone anymore that he did.

"Im coming with you," he answered and Blaine turned to look at him, eyes wide, like he thought he would have wanted to stay here instead. "I cant be here anymore, I dont want to be alone, and the only way that I dont feel alone... Is when Im with you," he continued and decided that it was this time to turn and not look into Blaine eyes.

He felt Blaine shuffle and a hand touched his arm softly. He slowly turned back to Blaine and tears had filled the boys beautiful brown eyes, they sparkled as the light hit them. "Im so glad that was your answer, I dont want to be alone either," Blaine said a single tear escaping his eyes and gliding down his face.

He leant over and pulled Blaine into a hug. "You dont have to be Blaine," he said as Blaine turned wrapped his around him in return.

….

He and Kurt waited sitting on the bottom bunk together, they sat close together and his heart raced at the thought. He had really learned to care for Kurt, hed torn him open in ways that he didnt think was possible for another person. He still had dried tears on his face but he didnt have the will to wipe them away. The salt irritated his face but all he could do was stare at the wall on the other side of the room.

"How are we going to put the uniforms on?" Kurt asked filling the silence and he forced his eyes away from the wall. His neck ached as he did so not noticing the amount of time that he hadnt moved, not even an inch.

"We might need to put them on now, underneath out jump suits or something?" He suggested and Kurt nodded scooting his way to the edge of the bed before getting to his feet. Kurt pointed towards the bottom of the bed. "Under the bed?" He asked a little confused of what he was trying to get at. Kurt nodded before dropping to his stomach and shuffling under the bed.

"Pass me one," Kurt voice came through the mattress and he turned before grabbing the sheet that Karofsky had brought the guards uniforms wrapped it. He slowly unwrapped it before looking to the cell door to make sure no one was coming before pulling one of the uniforms out and shoving it under the bed. "Be careful Blaine you almost hit me in the head," Kurt said and he cringed.

"Sorry," he replied wrapping his arms around himself nervously. He could feel Kurt shuffling around beneath him so he decided to stand, he wandered over to the wall and leant on it the cold of the bricked surface shocking him a little before it warmed due to his body heat.

A few minutes later Kurt crawled back out from under the bed and stood. "Does it look ok? Can you see it?" Kurt asked and did a little spin causing him to giggle.

"You look fine, I cant see it at all," he said taking a look to make sure that none of the uniform was showing. "Ok, your turn," Kurt continued and his heart skipped a beat. He almost forgot that he would have to do the same. He walked towards the bed and dropped to his knees, then to his stomach before sliding like a penguin under the bed.

It was pitch dark under the bed, the only light coming from the gap that hed just come through. The light barely filled the rooms as it was so he wasnt too surprise that the light didnt quite reach there. He waited for Kurt to pass him the guard uniform and when a hand full of blue fabric peered under the bed he took it and began to change.

He was surprised that Kurt had managed to change under the bed, he could hardly do it himself and Kurt was a lot taller than he was. Once he had finally removed his jumpsuit, put the guard uniform on, which was a little too big, and then put his jump suit back on he was exhausted. He dragged himself out from under the bed and climbed slowly to his feet his muscles giving a dull ache. "There is no room to move down there," he said putting his hands on his hips and taking a big breath in and then out. "Can you see any of the uniform?" He said giving a slow and effortless turn.

"No but Blaine, youre like the fittest person I know… How did that make you tired?" Kurt said with a smirk. He frowned his hands still firmly on his hips. "I dont know," he replied before allowing himself to sit back on the bed. Kurt followed him and dropped down next to him.

"I just want to say that whether this goes well, or really badly I really appreciate all that you did for me when I was here. I dont think I would have made it this far without you," Kurt said and he smiled turning to look a Kurt whose cheeks had turned slightly red.

"You would have Kurt, youre a lot stronger than you think, and I also want to thank you for forcing me to open up to you. I really needed someone like you to tell me to give letting people into my life a go again," he replied and Kurt nodded reaching out and taking his hand. At first he stiffened, but then he let himself relax. Kurt wouldnt hurt him, not like everyone else had.

The alarm went off and the doors screeched open what felt like ten time louder than normal. His heart started to beat fast and Kurts hand slid out of his. "Lets go get some lunch," he said standing and walking towards the door to get signed in for, hopefully, the last time.

They made their way to the lunch room, picking up the lunch that he probably wasnt going to eat. He was so nervous that he felt like he was full already, he turned to look at Kurt who was pick at his lunch as well.

"Well be ok right?" Kurt whispered and he nodded. Of course he wasnt sure but he didnt want to give himself reasons to give up before they had even started. This was what he had wanted as soon as he got to the prison. He thought back to the first day that he began the hole, then to the first day that hed met Kurt. The only different between those times and now was that the hole was finished and he was finally beginning to become happy. All they needed had been put into the hole in the plastic wallet just in case they ran into any water, they were prepared but he was still nervous.

They picked at the last of their lunch in silence, before they put their trays to the side and wandered out of the lunch room. They were about the head back to their cell for a bit when a loud crash caught their attention. They turned to see what it was but before they could do anything raised voices filled the prison in an instant. He turned to look at Kurt who had raised eye brows looking as confused as he did.

"Should we go see what that noise is?" Kurt asked pointing the down the corridor towards when the sound seemed to be coming from. He nodded slowly before they both started to walk in the direction of the sound, they could see other people walking that way too curious to see what was going on.

Suddenly the noise got louder and a rush of people ran around the corner towards them, they were yelling with pure anger in their voices. He wasnt sure what they were angry about but the look on some of their faces looked almost murderous. Some of them even had objects in their hands. As they passed he was forced against the wall people slamming into him trying to get by, the line of people seem to be endless. He couldnt see Kurt through the blur of people, but he was sure that he would be forced against the wall across the other side of the corridor somewhere. He hoped he was ok.

He tried to look harder to find any sort of glimpse of Kurt, his hair, porcelain skin, or even someone who wasnt moving. When he failed he turned to look if he could see the end of the rioting people, just as he looked he saw a flash of something coming towards him. Something hit him in the head hard and he felt himself slowly falling. He reached out trying to grab onto something to keep him standing, scrapping his hand along the wall uselessly. His vision was covered with black dots but he was hoping and praying that he wouldnt pass out. More people rushing past him forced him to the floor and then there was a sudden silence, everything was still almost as if someone had pressed pause.

All of the people were gone from what he could tell. The silence made him notice that the whole of the right side of his face was wet and when he tried to reach up and find out what it was he realised that he couldnt move.

"K-kurt," he tried but it came out more of a slurred jumble of letters. He hoped he was ok, that he hadnt been hurt like he had.

"Blaine?!" The familiar voice made him smile slightly. Kurts face appeared above him and he tried to reach out forgetting that he couldnt control his limbs. "Blaine? Are you ok? Talk to me?!" Kurt said a panicked look filled his expression.

"You have to go," he managed to force the words out of his mouth with a lot of effort. "That was the distraction…. You have to go now… Leave me….go!" He said but Kurt shook his head.

"Well have to wait, do it another time!" Kurt said but he knew that wasnt an option. He felt his heart breaking at the thought of him being left behind but this was what had to happen if Kurt wanted to escape. He had to let him go.

"No… Kurt…. There wont be…. Another chance like this…. You have… to go," he said his eyes getting heavier by the second, a metallic taste had filled his mouth as the blood from the side of his face seeped into his mouth. "Please...go," he managed before he felt his eyes roll into the back of his head and the world turned to darkness.