CHAPTER 3

By Klainer0801

*I do not own Glee or any of the characters* - I wish :)

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Kurt screamed and tried to leap out of the way, shielding his face with his hands… but Blaine was too quick. It was obvious that Blaine was skilled in what he did and Kurt wondered in amongst his panic how he had ever managed to keep it hidden from him.

Blaine held Kurt's arms behind his back as he pressed the blade down to his husband's throat. His hands were shaking and Kurt could feel just how fast the man was breathing against him. Blaine squeezed Kurt's wrists harder but didn't move the blade an inch.

"Fuck sake Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed loudly as he gave up, throwing the blades to the floor and Kurt away from him, "Why… why did you have to look? I can't fucking kill you! Of course I can't – I love you! But they –"

Kurt placed a hand to Blaine's shoulder, stopping him pacing up and down, and looked him in the eye. He was scared for his life right now and if he had any sense he'd run out the door and never return… but this was Blaine: his beautiful, kind, perfect husband who he'd vowed to spend the rest of his life with. He couldn't leave him – regardless of how messed up things were!

"Blaine, nobody needs to die. We're going to leave now, grab a coffee and have a nice chat… OK?"

Blaine glanced down at Kurt's hand before taking it in his own. He ran over Kurt's knuckles with his fingertips before placing a chaste kiss there and holding it tight, "Baby, you don't understand. I don't expect you to… it's a lot to take in. This is serious Kurt… we can't just go for a coffee and everything will be fine again."

Pulling Kurt along behind him, Blaine moved over to the bed where Jasper was lay and sat down on the edge. Kurt sat silently beside him, still clutching onto Blaine's hand tightly. Why did he have to look in that stupid trap door?

"We need a plan." Blaine spoke out suddenly, breaking the silence, he voice eerily calm again, "It'll be a matter of days before the other assassins find out that you know about me and then a matter of minutes before they reach us."

"Then… how will we protect ourselves?"

"You don't need to worry; I'll protect you." Blaine pulled his husband in for an intimate hug, closing his eyes against the heat now rushing through his body, "I'll always protect you. You know that, don't you Kurt?"

"Of course honey." Kurt replied breathlessly, taking in Blaine's scent and clenching his fists into his shirt, never wanting to let go.

Eyes of deep hazel connected with ones of dazzling bright blue as Blaine pushed them back so they were face to face, "I need to make this clear Kurt… if they find us, they will not refrain from killing us in the most brutal and humiliating way they can think of. Breaking of the 1st rule calls for severe punishment. I'm here to protect you, and if they do find us, the only way I can do that is by killing you myself before they can."

Tears that Kurt didn't even know were pooling in his eyes began to fall down his face thick and fast. He let out a silent sob, wondering how things had ever come to this before replying, "OK Blaine. I – I'll let y-you do it."

Blaine held his husband to his chest, rubbing circles into his back with one hand and tracing his fingertips over Kurt's arm with the other, "Shhh baby, I've got you. It's just a last resort and I-I promise you; it'll be quick and it'll be so painless. After you've gone, I'll kill myself too… then I'll meet you again in the afterlife, wherever that maybe."

"You really do love me don't you?" Kurt asked quietly, knowing the answer already, lifting his head to look into Blaine's eyes. They began to glow once more, as the first smile Kurt had seen since he arrived home, began to light up Blaine's face.

"I sure do. More than you'll ever know." They stayed in each other's arms, smiling happily for a few minutes, basking in the silence around them. Blaine again was the one to break them out of their deaf state, "Come on, and take a few hours sleep. I'll pack your bags for you – don't worry I'll include all your best outfits – and then we'll catch the first plane out of here."

Kurt allowed Blaine to carry him over to the top of the bed and tuck him into the duvet next to Jasper. Blaine gave the dog a quick scratch behind the ears, "This beauty can come with us too."

Kurt let out a quick laugh, accepting Blaine's kisses that came his way; one on his forehead, one on his nose and one on his lips, lasting longer than the others. His husband smiled lovingly before picking up his blades, weapons and clothing from the trap door, and making his way out of the room. He blew a kiss and turned off the light, leaving Kurt in peace.

"I love you too, Blaine." Kurt whispered into the emptiness as he fell into a deep sleep.