It's late when I become half-conscious again. My whole body aches as I lay on my bed shivering as the drafty room brings chills across my naked body.

I let my mind wonder to thoughts of Blaine and me. What we would be doing if I was home right now.

Blaine and I would be in the kitchen cooking dinner. Well he would be cooking dinner I would be setting at the table watching him. He always gets my opinion on what to have and I always set at the table and help him with whatever I can.

I would probably be reading the new issue of vogue. I would be talking about the outfits as Blaine puts a nice meal together. He always listens even though I know he could care less about how the woman's dress would be suited much better with a pair of boots than her sandals. I smile at the thought of Blaine. The first real smile I have made in a week.

That's when I hear it a crash and screaming. I jump and scream, then yelp in pain as my ribs and ass are impacted by my sudden motion.

"On the ground hands behind your back" I hear someone yell tears are now streaming down my face.

It's the police Blaine really did find me.

I hear a crack and my door busts open, but Jackson is on the other side not Blaine. My heart sinks.

"I said on the ground. I will shoot" The officer yells from the top of the stairs.

Jackson runs past me quickly heading for the always locked door on the other side of the room.

I reach the bottom of the stairs looking around the empty room trying to find some sign that Kurt is alive and okay.

"Kurt" I yell looking around the big, surprisingly empty room.

"Mr. Anderson, over hear" I hear a voice coming from the doorway of what looks to be a bathroom.

I walk towards it.

"Is it Kurt, Is he okay?" I ask now frantic I need to see him now!

"Yes its Kurt, were not sure yet. He's in a lot of pain but he won't come out so anyone can check him. An ambulance is on its way we just need to get him out of here"

I nod walking in the room noticing about three other cops in the small bathroom and a small figure curled up in a ball in the corner shaking violently.

"Everyone, out" I command and though shocked the cops do I say and leave and I shut the door quickly the smell of blood grows strong as the door is shut and my heart sinks.

"Kurt" I say as I step closer kneeling right beside him.

"Please, I'm sorry I won't run again" he yells his head hidden in his arms and curled up legs.

His body is shaking and he is sobbing and yelping in pain at the same time.

My heart officially breaks.

My hand moves to his back rubbing it slowly like I have done so many times before.

"Kurt, its Blaine look at me" I say and after a short delay I see his eyes peeking out and then his head shoots up straight.

"Blaine" He says tears streaming down his face.

"I'm here baby" I say pulling him into a hug and he lets out a loud yell I pull away quickly

"what's wrong? I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you"

He doesn't reply as he starts crying harder.

I spent the next three weeks in the hospital. From where my ribs had be broken and left to heal on their own multiple times they had not healed correctly making me have surgery to fix them.

Jackson or as I learned his real name is Andrew is a wanted person. He somehow managed to get out of the basement and away from the cops, which makes me scared he's going to find me again.

"Are you ready?" I hear Blaine ask as he comes in followed by a nurse who is pushing a wheel chair.

"Yes. I just want to go home" I say nodding my head quickly as I struggle to set up my pain medicine starting to wear off.

Blaine walks over and gently helps me into the wheelchair.

He places a big stuffed bear he got me my first week in the hospital.

Its holding a balloon that says "get well soon" I wrap my arms around it as I close my eyes knowing what's to come.

A few minutes later we make it out of the hospital and then I hear them, reporters; a lot of them.

"Kurt are you afraid Andrew is going to come back for you"

"Blaine, are you worried you wouldn't be able to keep Kurt safe if Andrew does return?"

Blaine warned me about this. The media got word of our story once they released Jackson... Andrews name to the public.

News reporters have been outside for weeks.

We make it home and I've never been this nervous before.

What is that creep finds out where me and Kurt live.

Would I be able to keep him safe? I try to hide my worries as I help Kurt into his room and get him tucked into bed, its late afternoon and after a nice home cooked meal I can tell Kurt is exhausted.

"You really for bed sweet heart?" I ask as I sit beside him playing with his hair as we watch TV on his new flat screen I bought him for his room.

He nods slowly as he looks over at me "Can you stay with me tonight?" He asks and I can't help but smile at how adorable he is. I have truly missed him and I never I want go through something like that ever again!

"Of course" I say as I get up placing the remote by the TV and turning off the light.

I move the chair the still sets in the corner of Kurt's room closer to his bed.

"No" He says suddenly and I look at him confused in the dim light.

"What's wrong?" I ask setting down on the edge of his bed looking at him.

"I want you to lay with me" he says slowly as if he's afraid I will say no.

"As you wish" I say as I move sliding into the bed beside him and he slowly moves snuggling into my side.

I lean over kissing his lips softly.

"I love you" I whisper once he is asleep.