Kurt was trying to ignore the incessant noise that was disturbing his slumber, but finding it very, very difficult. He rolled over and reached for his blanket to snuggle back up, but his hands found nothing but air. "Something is wrong." Kurt felt the ground around his body and his hands met cold, damp concrete. "Something is very wrong."

Kurt's eyes popped open and he surveyed his surroundings. He appeared to be in a dark basement of some sort that had pipes lining the ceilings. When he sat up, his eyes were met with the light of some sort lounge that was completely separate from the other half of the room. The walls were paneled with oak and a plush green carpet lay on the floor. There was a flat screen TV and a foosball table on one side of the room that was currently occupied by four figures that Kurt couldn't quite make out the identity of. On the other side of the room, there were shelves upon shelves of books and a large, leather sofa pushed up against the wall, which was currently occupied by Blaine and Thad.

"You're up." Blaine smiled as his eyes fell on Kurt; the slightest hint of stress in the way it met his eyes. The four figures at the foosball table now turned to look at him and Kurt saw that it was none other than Jeff, Nick, Wes, and David.

"Hey!"

"There's our champion!" Jeff hollered as he nudged Nick in the side, "I told you he'd make it!"

"How's the head?" Blaine had gotten up from his seat to walk over to where Kurt was sitting on the ground. "You really gave me a scare."

"What? It's fine. What is…" pain seared across the back of Kurt's head "Ow!"

"You hit your head pretty hard when you fell." Thad was now by Blaine's side. "It's not every day that one falls two stories you know? You should rest."

"Oh…" Kurt felt extremely dizzy and he set a hand down on the cold, damp concrete around him to steady himself as he wobbled and his head spun.

"Woah! You alright there, angel?" Blaine went down on one knee to help steady Kurt.

"Yeah." Kurt nodded, "Just a little d�j� vu." A little was an understatement. Thad cocked his head sideways, studying Kurt as the others helped him to his feet and over to the couch.

"So, what happened again?" Kurt looked around at the faces of his friends. The room fell silent.

Blaine's smile tightened as he spoke, "Are you saying you don't remember anything?"

Kurt shook his head. "Nope, the last thing I remember is studying in the library and…" Suddenly it hit him; the images of the shadow watching him, the sharpness of the cold winter wind, the feel of the branches scraping his cheeks, the scent of Braeden's cologne…Kurt shivered as he drew a hand up to trace the scratches on his cheek. "Oh…I think I'm going to be sick." He flung himself off of the sofa where he was sitting only to be caught at his elbow by Blaine, who graciously handed him a waste basket.

After Kurt was finished, he slumped back down on the sofa. "Sorry." He hung his head somewhat shamefully.

Blaine smiled sympathetically, "It's fine."

There was something Kurt still couldn't shake, this odd feeling that this had already happened. Finally, it hit him. He took Blaine's hands in his as he spoke, "Do you mind if I had a moment to speak with Thad on my own."

"Sure." Blaine smiled at Kurt and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. "We'll be upstairs if you need anything."

"Awww! But we wanted to stay with Kurtis!" Jeff whined.

"Yeah, he's like, our hero now!" Nick's plea sounded at the exact same pitch as Jeff's.

Blaine shook his head and gestured stiffly to the door, "Out."

Jeff and Nick grumbled as they followed Blaine, Wes, and David from the room.

Kurt turned to Thad as soon as they were alone, "I think I have your power…"

"I thought as much." Kurt was taken slightly aback by this. "The first couple of times my visions came true, the d�j� vu was almost crippling; light headed, dizzy, nauseous. That's what you just felt isn't it?"

Kurt nodded, "I had this dream weeks ago. But the dreams I had about Braeden chasing me in the woods were reoccurring nightmares that have been plaguing me for the past week. I don't understand why I had them in that order. Any ideas?"

Thad took a seat on the sofa next to Kurt. "None. The dreams are really hard to control; sometimes even impossible. You shouldn't bother trying to control them for a while, not until you get the hang of spotting them and you can handle the nausea a little better. Trying before then will just put you in a confusing world of hurt. Trust me."

Kurt and Thad sat in silence for a moment as Kurt took in everything that Thad had told him and accepted his new ability.

Thad spoke again as Kurt stood, "Can I ask why you have my power?"

Kurt smiled weakly, "Well, apparently I absorb people's abilities when we come in contact if there's some sort of emotion behind it. The only time I can remember us touching is the day I transferred here when we met. I shook your hand, but the only emotion that I felt then really was rejection, and that's something I'm very used to. Believe me."

Thad's eyes twinkled slightly as they met Kurt's, "What if your power is just connected to your emotions?"

Kurt's breathing stilled, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what if you absorb someone's abilities when you come in contact and they are the one's feeling the strong emotion?"

"I…I'd never really considered that. Were you…?"

Thad nodded stiffly, "That day when you shook my hand was the first time I'd felt accepted by someone in a long time. The first time since I met Blaine, actually."

Kurt nodded weakly and sat back down on the sofa, "Wow."

"Yep. And sorry about that, by the way. The way I acted had nothing to do with you. I just wasn't used to anyone being that friendly with me and I was taken aback. Takes a while to get used to human contact sometimes." Thad chuckled and Kurt smiled up at him.

"Well, I guess that explains a lot" Kurt paused before he spoke again, "I know this sounds crazy, but I jumped from my window earlier." Thad didn't move a muscle and kept his eyes steadily trained on Kurt's face. "Part of my brain managed to connect everything to my vision—the fact that I fell two stories and everything— and I just knew that I was supposed to jump. And I knew that everything was going to work out okay in the end because you were all here. Guess I was right." Kurt sighed before he stood and brushed himself off. "We should probably go find the others. Where are we exactly?"

"The basement of the choir room. It used to be used for storage, but we found it and decided to turn it into a "secret lounge" for The Warblers. Almost like our secret headquarters I guess." Thad grinned goofily.

"You're a Warbler?"

"Yep. Well, I was the last two years. I had to drop out this year to focus on my academics, but they say 'Once a Warbler, always a Warbler.' I'm thinking about rejoining it next semester though. I miss it. Don't tell any of them though. I don't want to disappoint them if something comes up."

"Ahh." Kurt stood still for a moment, taking in the charming room around him. "Well, I guess it makes sense. Every group of super heroes needs a secret hide out." He beamed at Thad, "C'mon. Everyone's waiting for us."

With that, the two took off for the door. Their absence left the grand, bizarrely located room in empty silence. Slowly, the bright and colorful lights began to flicker out and darkness consumed the space