So, I think success is in order. A lot of views have to have changed after today's game. I'm hoping a few things threw some people off. But I can never be sure and as far as I know, I still think only one person is really onto me but I'm sure another has not completely given me up yet. Stay in the middle of everyone's suspect list. Hopefully enough has happened today that my intended target will go home tomorrow night.

-The Mole

"Blaine?" Kurt questioned quietly as he curled in a ball on the ground in the sleeping bag that they had been given. God it was freezing.

"Hmmm?" the curly-haired man responded, letting Kurt know that he was listening. Blaine wasn't sleeping. He was lying on his back in the sleeping bag, staring up at the night sky. There was no way of knowing how much time had passed since the night began.

Kurt rolled over and looked at him. He bit his lip shyly. Blaine turned his eyes on the pale man when Kurt didn't immediately reply. For a moment, the two of them just stared at each other and Blaine marveled at how Kurt's eyes sparkled even in the light of the moon and stars. He was so incredibly breathtaking.

Kurt still didn't say anything but held Blaine's gaze for a moment longer before stealing himself and leaning down to lock his mouth over the other man's. A soft moan broke from Blaine as he felt Kurt's soft lips slide easily against his. This beautiful man was kissing him. Kurt was kissing him and it was perfect. Sure, they'd made out some during the wine game but Blaine had thought that was lust driven. But this? This wasn't lust. This was something more. He knew it and Kurt knew it. There just was no stopping the feelings that had started to swirl between the two of them.

When Kurt finally pulled away so that the two of them could breathe, he looked at Blaine for a long moment, face flushed and lips kiss swollen. What was it about Blaine? He didn't know but he needed this man in his life. He was terrified of every execution because he dreaded Blaine going home and then Kurt might not ever get to see him again. He couldn't have that. He needed Blaine. It was like now that he met him, he needed to live.

"Will you hold me?" Kurt whispered shyly. Blaine turned on his side for a moment before he sat up and started to unzip his sleeping bag. "Blaine?" Kurt asked, confused.

"Unzip your sleeping bag Kurt," Blaine replied. Kurt had no idea what he was getting at but did as Blaine said. Blaine then grabbed a hold of Kurt's sleeping bag and fitted the zipper to that of his own. Locking it into place, he zipped the two bags together. "There," he said, lying back down and moving over to wrap Kurt in his arms.

The moment Blaine's arms had slid around him, Kurt let out a light gasp and snuggled closer. He rested his head on Blaine's chest, tucking under the younger man's chin. Blaine dropped a kiss into Kurt's hair.

"Thank you," Kurt breathed, his eyes fluttering as peace and warmth finally settled over him.

"You're welcome," Blaine replied softly. "Good night Kurt."

"Good night Blaine," Kurt said, his voice a sleepy whisper. Both men contentedly drifted off to sleep, knowing that they had a big day ahead of them. They also knew one crucial thing that each other didn't know. It couldn't be denied that Kurt and Blaine were falling in love and they weren't even trying.

Kurt was rudely awaken the next morning by someone kicking him harshly in the side. He let out a yelp, waking Blaine with the cry and the two of them scrambled out of their combined sleeping bags, Kurt clutching his ribs.

"What the hell Satan?!" the pale man sat as his eyes rested on the culprit who was smirking at the two of them.

"Well I guess that explains why the two of you overslept. Did you have nice anal sex last night?" Santana quipped, ignored the fact that Kurt had just called her Satan. The pale man blushed so hard the red color could be seen creeping all the way down his neck. "When you're done basting I the afterglow, everyone's at breakfast in the kitchen." She sauntered off still smirking at them.

Blaine shook his head after her and turned to look at Kurt. "Are you all right Kurt?" he asked. Kurt was rubbing his sore ribs where Santana had kicked him.

"I'll be okay," he said, wincing at the pain. "Come on, let's to join everyone else. If we delay any longer, it might raise suspicions."

Blaine grinned. He slid his hand into Kurt's easily and the pale man couldn't help but smile warmly at him. The two of them picked up the joined sleeping bags and headed into the cabin to join the others at the breakfast table.

"Kurt, Blaine, good morning," Will greeted them as they entered the dining room and took a seat at the table. "I trust you had a good night?"

"They had anal sex," Santana said casually, causing Kurt to choke on the sip of water he had just taken from a glass he had poured. The silence after the comment was deafening and Blaine reached out to squeeze Kurt's hand over the table.

Kurt regained his composure and narrowed his eyes. "We did not have sex Santana." His voice was clipped and final. The Latina shrugged.

"Say what you want Porcelain but there's no denying that you and the hobbit were cuddled together. If I had my cell phone I would have taken a picture." She smirked. The others at the table were silently watching the exchange with interest. The only reason Santana did not have her cell phone was because they weren't allowed cell phones.

Blaine set down his fork. "Just because we were cuddled together does not mean that we had sex. We were both fully dressed and trying to keep warm. Not that you would have known because you got a warm bed but it's freezing out there at night."

Santana didn't say anything. She just continued to smirk at the two of them.

"Can we like, not talk about the idea of someone taking it in the ass?" Finn asked awkwardly. There was a beat of silence before the whole room exploded in laughter. Kurt and Blaine both flushed and looked away from the table. Finn looked sort of confused as if he didn't know what was so funny. But no one wanted to elaborate.

It was several moments before they were able to calm down and return to their breakfast. After everyone had finished eating, Will clapped his hands together.

"How's everyone doing?" he asked. There were a few shrugs and quiet murmurs in reply.

"Tired," Kurt admitted. Blaine nodded next to him.

"Well tonight you'll both get a bed to sleep in when we get to the hotel, assuming neither of you is eliminated at tonight's execution." He looked around at them all. "I'm sure the lot of you are missing your loved ones right about now." They all nodded in agreement. "Kurt, who do you miss the most?"

Kurt folded his napkin and set it on the table. "My dad. I always miss him more than anything. We have a really close relationship. He's always been my biggest supporter. I haven't seen him since Christmas. He lives in Ohio, where I'm originally from." Will nodded and Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand.

"Finn, how about you?" Will asked turning to the giant man.

"I know I should say my wife, but things haven't been the best at home and at the moment, being away from her is doing us good. So in this case, I miss my mom. She raised me on her own and she means a lot to me."

Will smiled at him. "Quinn?"

"Oh hands down, my fiancé. He's been such a trooper, left to handle wedding preparations on his own. I love him, he knows I do and he's been very proud of me for doing this."

"Santana?" Will questioned next.

The Latina sighed. "I wish I could say my abuela but she hasn't spoken to me since the day I came out to her." There was obvious pain in her face and voice and the others became aware that Santana must have been incredibly close to her grandmother. "I was really close to her but she hasn't been supportive of my choices but my mom has. My mom has never treated me any different and she's always been okay with me liking girls. It's funny because of the two of them, I always thought it would be the other way around. But I owe my mom a lot. I love her and I miss her."

It was quiet for a moment. All of that was deep coming from Santana. Will turned to look at Blaine. "Who are you missing Blaine?" he asked.

Blaine cast a look at Santana. "I get what it's like to struggle with non-supportive family members. My parents have been kind of distant with me since I came out. My dad was always planning male bonding activities because he hoped they would turn me straight." Kurt frowned at this information and he kind of felt guilty because his own dad was very supportive of him. "So I miss my brother the most. We both live in California but he's in LA. He's never seen me as anything different than his brother, even if he was always a hard case while we were growing up. There's a wide age gap between us."

Puck seemed to be overcome with a look of realization. "Wait, is your brother Cooper Anderson?" he asked in slight surprise. Blaine nodded.

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"I live in LA dude. I see those credit commercials being filmed sometimes. And he's not the biggest star you know but that doesn't mean his name doesn't crop up."

Blaine stared at him for a moment. "Yeah," was all he said.

"Puck," Will said. "Do you want to share who you're missing the most?"

"My girlfriend Lauren. At the moment, she's really the most I have. My mom's been a mess ever since my dad left out family and my half-brother has his own problems to deal with. But Lauren's great."

Another nod from will and he turned to Mercedes. "Any you?"

The girl sighed dreamily. "My boyfriend. He's the most perfect guy ever. He's just a real sweetheart and very supportive but that's probably because he's a music producer so he does approve of what I do."

It was quiet for a moment after that before Will got up from the table. "If you'll all collect your things and follow me."

Within minutes the lot of them had piled into two cars and were headed down the mountain, leaving the cabin behind. None of them had any idea what the discussion about loved ones had been all about. Except the mole.

No sabotage today. The stakes are too high an important. If anyone is going to miss out, it will be because they got it wrong on their own, not because I interfered. I'm not some cold-hearted git, thought the mole.

The car journey continued until the reached an open plain, like an airport yard. There was no mistaking the cart lift standing in the middle of the blacktop. There was a guy standing on it, surrounded by bungee equipment. It looked like they were going bungee jumping. There was a tent on one side of the plain.

The lot of them piled out of the cars and met Will in the center.

"Welcome to you next game. You might have noticed the bungee cart behind me," Will said, indicating the cart. "And the tent to my left." He indicated the tent. "This morning, I asked you all about who you missed the most. Well, in that tent, are your loved ones." The whole group let out surprised expressions and gasps. "Here's the thing, we asked each of your loved ones if they thought you would bungee jump. If you correctly perform the action that matches the answer they gave us, you will get to spend the rest of the day with them. If you don't you will get a five minute chance to way hello and they will be sent home. For every answer you match, I'll give you a thousand dollars. And for every one of you that jumps, I'll give you give thousand dollars but only if you matched answers with your loved one."

They all looked between the tent and the bungee cart, knowing that a lot rided on this challenge. It depended on how well their loved ones knew them. They had to get this right. And the mole, whoever they were had already decided to take this game off from sabotage. They wanted the chance to see their loved one just as much as anyone else.

"If you're ready, Quinn, you're first." She drew a breath knowing that she could do this. She'd already gone bridge swinging, as had everyone else there except Mercedes. Bungee jumping wouldn't be too different. "Quinn we asked your fiancé whether he thought you would jump. What do you think he said?"

Quinn pondered it for a moment. "I think he would say that I will because he likes adventure and it's something I've been trying to do more of for his sake," she said.

"What will you do Quinn?" Will asked with a nod.

Quinn looked up at the bungee cart. "I'll jump," she said. When Will asked her if she was sure, she nodded. He lead her over to the bungee cart and helped her aboard. As it was rising into the air, the man helped her into the harness and safety equipment. Quinn looked out over the ground, seeing that they were climbing much higher than the height of that bridge.

Down below on the ground, Quinn's fiancé, Anthony had come out of the tent to watch. He was standing beside Will and shielding his eyes to look up at Quinn as she rose higher into the sky.

"Okay, step out onto the ledge and turn around to face me," the man on the cart said. Quinn took a breath and did as she was told. "Cross your arms over your chest," he instructed. Quinn did and the man checked the bungee cord. "Okay, I'm going to count to three and then you just fall backwards, all right?" She nodded. "One...two...three!" Quinn allowed herself to fall backwards before she got cold feet and she screamed as she fell through the air.

Down on the ground, everyone was clapping and cheering for her. When Quinn had come to a stop and had been helped down, Will lead her over to a DVD player.

"How do you feel?" he asked her.

"Like I left my heart at the top of the thing," she replied.

"You ready to find out what Anthony said?" Will asked. She nodded. "So you say that he thought you would jump?" She nodded again. "Let's find out." Will pressed the play button.

"I think that Quinn will definitely jump. She's trying to be more adventurous for me so, she'll jump." Quinn cheered and clapped her hands in celebration.

"That means six thousand dollars will be added to the pot and you get to spend the rest of your day with your fiancé." He indicated Anthony standing in front of the tent and Quinn ran into his arms, kissing him deeply. Will turned to the remaining players. "Puck, you're next. What do you think Lauren said you would do?" he asked.

"Oh there's no doubt she said I would jump," he replied immediately. "And she would be right. Let's do this!"

Will lead him over to the bungee cart and Puck gave a double thumbs up as he climbed aboard and the cart began to rise. Lauren had emerged from the tent and she was shielding her eyes just like Anthony had.

"I'm going to kill him if he got this wrong," she said to Will. The man chuckled.

As with Quinn, the man on the bungee cart instructed Puck to stand on the ledge, facing him and cross his arms. "One...two...three!" he said and Puck let go, whooping through the air like he had in the bridge swing. The others all clapped and cheered.

Puck was still running on adrenaline when he landed and came over to Will and the DVD player. "You looked like you enjoyed that Puck," Will said.

"Hell yeah!" he replied. Will laughed.

"You ready to find out what Lauren said?" Puck nodded. Will hit the play button.

"If Puck doesn't jump than this game has scrambled his brain molecules," Lauren said on the screen. "Seriously, he better be jumping or he's a dead man."

"Sounds like Lauren all right," Puck said with a grin.

Will smiled. "Congratulations Puck, that's six thousand dollars in the pot and a day with Lauren for you." Puck cheered and made his way over to his girlfriend who socked him in the shoulder before kissing him hard. "Kurt, your turn," Will said. The pale man stepped forward, gazing at the tent and the bungee jumping cart at the same time. "What do you think your dad said?"

Kurt seemed to think about it for a moment. "I know I wouldn't want to jump because for my dad to see that might put stress on his heart but he knows that I'm constantly trying to prove myself and he's never been as worried about his heart problems as I have. I really want to see him though so I'm going to say that be said I would jump." Will nodded. "And despite my better judgment, I'm going to jump."

"All right than Kurt," Will replied, leading Kurt over to the cart.

"This is for you dad," Kurt said quietly, as he boarded the cart and it started to rise. Burt Hummel had emerged from the tent and like the two before him was shielding his eyes against the sun so he could watch the cart rise into the sky. He adjusted the baseball cap on his head.

"You can do it kid," he whispered, knowing Kurt couldn't hear him in any way. He never imagined that he would be here in Switzerland with the notion that he may not be able to see his son and may end up going home without getting to see him. But he had faith in Kurt, just like he always had. He was so proud of him.

Up on the cart, Kurt was standing on the ledge with his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm going to count backwards from three for you," the man said, choosing to count down instead of up. Kurt nodded, his eyes shut tight. He was scared shitless but he felt he needed to do this. He needed to do it for his dad. He wanted to see him so badly. "Three...two...one!" And Kurt fell back off the ledge, his eyes tearing from being squeezed so tightly shut. His voice was lost on him as he fell and he felt the jerk of the bungee cord as it bounced him back up and he fell again. Okay, he didn't think he would ever do this again.

Burt was clapping as he watched his son fall through the air. He let out a cheer when Kurt finally landed and watched Will lead him over to the DVD player.

"So, you think your dad said you would jump?" Will asked. Kurt nodded, his breathing slowly returning to normal. "Let's see." He pressed play.

"Kurt will probably get mad at me for this but I think he'll jump. He's always been a very brave kid. Why should this be any different?"

"You just added another six thousand dollars to the pot and earned a day with your dad Kurt." Kurt looked like he was about to cry. He ran across the plain to his dad and threw himself into his arms. Burt hugged his son tightly, not wanting to let go. "Mercedes, it's your turn," Will said. The girl glanced toward the tent and then the bungee cart. "We asked your boyfriend Jason if he thought you would jump. What do you think he said?"

Mercedes but her lip, thinking about her answer carefully.

"Hold that thought Mercedes. I'm going to offer you an exemption. If you jump, regardless of whether he said you would or not, I'll give you an exemption from tonight's execution."

She looked at him for a moment. "Will I still get to spend the day with him if I get it wrong?" she said. Will shook his head.

"No, you still have to match his answer to spend the day with him. It's a question of whether or not you're willing to sacrifice the chance to see Jason in order to be guaranteed a spot in the final six."

Mercedes didn't even take a second to consider the options before shaking her head. "Than no. An exemption isn't worth possibly giving up a chance to spend the day with my boyfriend. There will be other opportunities." Will asked if she was sure and she nodded.

"Okay, so you have passed up the opportunity for an exemption. What do you think Jason said?"

Mercedes glanced toward the tent and back at Will. "I think he said I wouldn't jump. This is harsh territory, but I am kind of worried about the cord holding me. So I think he said I wouldn't jump and no, I'm not going to jump."

Will nodded and turned to the DVD player. "We'll find out now than." He pressed the play button.

"I'm going to say no, she won't jump. Mercedes is beautiful in every way but I think she'd be worried about the cord holding her. You have nothing to worry about honey. I love you."

Mercedes couldn't help the tears that brimmed in her eyes as she looked over toward the tent to where Jason was now standing.

"Congratulations Mercedes," Will said. "You've earned a thousand dollars for the pot and quality time with Jason." She wasted no time running into his arms. "You're up Blaine. What do you think Cooper said you would do?"

Blaine laughed wholeheartedly. "Cooper's a big overly-confident goofball who thinks pointing is a serious acting element. I have no doubt in my mind that he said I would jump because he's got it in his head that I would do everything he did and I know he would jump."

"So are you going to jump?" Will asked.

"Absolutely," Blaine said. "But not because be would. I'm jumping because I would."

Will lead Blaine over to the bungee cart as Cooper emerged from the tent, watching his brother who stuck his tongue out at him as he rose up into the air. Cooper shook his head and stuck his tongue out right back. "Oh no you don't squirt," he remarked.

"Stand on the ledge facing me and cross your arms," the man said. Blaine did as he instructed. "Three...two...one!" Blaine let go, falling out into the air with such grace as no one had ever seen before.

"Damn he looks beautiful," Kurt whispered as he watched Blaine fall from his seat next to his dad at a shaded table. Burt gave his son a knowing look.

Blaine was lead over for the DVD player after he landed. "You ready to hear what Cooper said Blaine?" Will asked and Blaine nodded. Will pressed play.

"Will squirt jump? Good question. I mean he's squirt! How can anyone know what he'll do? Except me. Seeing as squirt admires his big brother so much, I think he'd do what I would do and I would jump. So yes, squirt will jump."

Blaine shook his head fondly. That was Cooper for you. "Oh Coop," he stated, laughing lightly.

"Blaine, you've earned six thousand dollars for the pot and a day with your brother." Blaine grinned and ran to Cooper who immediately ruffled his dark curls. "Finn, you're up! What do you think your mom said?"

Finn thought for a moment. "My mom raised me right but I think even she thinks I can be unpredictable so I think she said that yes, I would jump. So jump I will." He grinned.

"All right," Will said, leading him over to the bungee cart as Carole Hudson emerged from the tent. The woman's eyes caught sight of Burt Hummel for a moment and she blushed slightly. In the little time the loved ones had gotten to know each other in the tent, she and Burt had really taken a liking to each other.

"Mercy, watch," Jason said, pointing up at Finn who was following the instructions to stand on the ledge. "If a bungee cord can hold him, it can hold you."

A moment later, Finn was falling through the air with a shout. There was a bigger tug on the cord as it reached its draw out and sprung back into the air. Carole was clapping by the time Finn landed and was helped out of the harness.

Will lead Finn over to the DVD player. "So you said your mom would say yes?" Finn nodded. "Let's see what she said." He pressed the play button.

"I raised Finn to be a good guy and also to have fun in life. For that, I'm going to say he will jump. Even though I'm sure Emily would have a field day if she knew he did. She doesn't like him doing stuff like that."

Finn did not miss the frown on his mother's face at the end of the comment. He knew she still didn't approve of his wife.

"Six thousand dollars goes into the pot and you get to see your mom." Finn allowed a grin to cross his face as he walked over to his mom and hugged her tightly. The two of them joined Kurt and Burt. Will turned to Santana. "Last but not least. What do you think your mom said said Santana?"

"She knows me and she knows I'm not one to back down from a challenge. So she'd say I would jump. I would say she's right."

"So you're going to jump?" Santana nodded. "Okay than." He walked her to the bungee cart as Manuela Lopez emerged from the tent. Santana gave her mom a smile as the cart rose into the air.

"You can do this Santana," her mother said, shielding her eyes and watching her daughter rise into the sky.

For the final time, the man gave the instructions to stand on the ledge facing him and cross her arms over her chest. A count of three and Santana was falling through the air. She screamed but laughed at the same time as she bounced to a landing.

Will walked her to the DVD player once she was out of the harness and equipment. "Shall we find out what your mother said?" Santana nodded and Will pressed the play button.

"Santana is fierce and strong and I know she's not afraid of anything. She will conquer this challenge. She will jump because that is who Santana is and I couldn't be prouder of her."

Santana teared up just a bit at her mother's words and looked toward Manuela. She smiled softly.

"Well done Santana. You earned the final six thousand dollars of the challenge and a day with your mom." As Santana joined her mother Will approached them all. "Congratulations guys! You all correctly guessed what your loved ones said and six of you took the plunge, earning a total of thirty-seven thousand dollars." They all cheered and clapped. "That brings the pot to a total of one hundred and forty-five thousand dollars. Enjoy your time with your loved ones and I'll see you all at the execution dinner tonight."

"A toast to all of you and to whomever leaves us tonight," Will said that night at the execution dinner. "You've had a successful two days, adding a total of fifty-two thousand dollars to the pot." Everyone clapped. "And I'm sure you're all happy to be here with your loved ones. Whomever is going home tonight will not go home alone. Before we break for the quiz, I'd like to know whether your loved ones think your capable of being the mole. Burt?"

Burt looked up from his plate and sipped his wine. "Nah, Kurt can't be the mole. He's too genuine." He smiled at his son who smiled back.

"Blaine is totally the mole," Cooper claimed. Blaine socked him in the shoulder.

"Coop!" he shouted but he was laughing, as was Cooper.

Manuela was next to speak up. "I think it's possible that Santana can be the mole. She's definitely the type to go for that." Santana just shook her head and laughed.

"No offense honey," Carole said to Finn. "But I really don't think you could handle being the mole." Finn just gave her a look. "You're not very good at keeping secrets Finn." Carole had a point.

"I doubt Mercedes is the mole. I think she would have told me," Jason said. Mercedes shook her head.

"We may share everything but I remember that if I were the mole, I wouldn't be allowed to tell anyone, including you."

Jason pecked her cheek. "Which is why you're not the mole because you wouldn't be able to keep it from me."

"I think Quinn could be the mole," Anthony said. Quinn raised her eyebrow. "She's a queen bee and you never want to underestimate them." He laughed a bit and Quinn just rolled her eyes.

"Puck would be the best mole ever!" Lauren stated. "But I think he's the obvious type so I really don't know."

Will nodded at them all and raised his glass. "May the best mole win," he said. "Finn, you have an exemption which means you cannot be executed tonight. To the rest of you, good luck. I'll see you at the execution."

One by one the players went in to take the quiz, ten questions about the mole.

Question one: Which map did the mole's team have during the mountain track game?

Question two: In what order did the mole's team arrive in the mountain track game?

Question three: Who was the mole's partner in the mountain track game?

Question four: Did the mole's team have to sleep outside as a result of the mountain track game?

Question five: Did the mole earn an exemption?

Question six: Did the mole jump in the bungee for family game?

Question seven: In what order did the mole jump in the bungee for family game?

Question eight: What is the relation of their loved one to the mole?

Question nine: What is the mole's loved one's name?

Question ten: Who is the mole?

Answers locked in and results recorded, the players and their loved ones filed into seats in the hotel's meeting room. Their bags were all lined up and ready to go, except for Finn's. Will sat in front of a table with a laptop in front of him. The TV with the mole logo positioned behind him. 

"Good evening. Welcome to your fourth execution. The person who scored the lowest on the quiz will be executed. In the event of a tie, the person who answered the questions the slowest will be executed. In a moment, I will begin entering your names into the computer. If the screen turns green, you remain in the game. However, if the screen turns red, you are the mole's fourth victim. You will have to take your bag and leave the game immediately. Finn, you earned an exemption and cannot be executed tonight. Your loved ones are here with you so rest assured you won't be leaving alone. Who wants to go first?" Mercedes subtly raised her hand. "Mercedes."

Jason clutched a hold of Mercedes' hand as Will typed her name into the computer. He squeezed it reassuringly. There was a tense silence as usual before the screen flashed green and she relaxed. Jason kissed her cheek.

"Blaine."

Kurt visibly tensed from his spot beside his dad. He couldn't bare the thought of losing Blaine now that they had kind of grown attached to each other. Cooper was looking on with an air of confidence as though he knew that Blaine would just soar through the execution. But of course, Cooper thought Blaine was the mole. The screen flashed green. Cooper wasn't surprised. Blaine heard him muttering 'mole' under his breath.

"Santana."

Will typed her name into the computer as she glanced at her mother who patted her hand reassuringly. Tension filled the air again as he hit the enter key. The screen flashed green and Santana hugged her mother.

"Kurt."

The pale man drew a sharp breath and Burt placed a hand on his shoulder. Over next to Cooper, Blaine had tensed just as much as Kurt did when it was his turn. Neither wanted the other to go home. The screen flashed green and more than one sigh of relief filled the room. Kurt allowed himself to relax and he rested his head on his dad's shoulder.

"Puck, Quinn, this means that one of you will be executed tonight. Would one of you like to go first?"

"I will," Puck said. He felt Lauren squeeze his hand as Will nodded and typed his name into the computer. He tapped the enter key and folded his hands in front of him as they waited.

The screen flashed red.

"Puck, grab your bag and come with me." Puck and Lauren got up and grabbed Puck's bag as the two of them followed Will out to the car. "It was great to have you here Puck and very nice to meet you Lauren. Best of luck in your future."

Puck shook Will's hand. "I guess I should have stuck with my instinct after the last execution. Best of luck to the rest of the players. And whoever wins that money should share."

Will laughed slightly as Puck and Lauren got into the car. "Good-bye Puck!" he called. The two of them waved as the car drove off.

Success number four. Puck you're great but you had to go. Now it's getting good, thought the mole.