A large number of people had already gathered there, focusing on the door as they prepared to defend the place.

"What's going on?" Blaine asked Puck.

"Someone's trying to break in."

"We got that part," Kurt said. "Do we know how they found us?"

"Not yet."

"You know," a human a few feet away from them said, "it's funny how we've only been discovered now after allowing a count to join us."

Kurt gave the human a bitchy glare.

He rolled up his right shirt sleeve and presented the underside of his forearm to the human.

"Do you see any new scaring that would suggest Blaine or anyone else removed that chip that scrambles up the signal of processed humans? No, so shut the hell up."

Kurt continued to stare down the human who quickly averted his eyes and turned away from Kurt uncomfortably.

Kurt yanked his shirt sleeve back down and turned his attention back to the door.

Presently, there was the sound of heavy boots on tiles on the other side of the door. There came a knock and everyone tensed up.

Shelby stepped forwards and shouted through the door.

"Identify yourself!"

There was a puase then, "My name's Jeremiah. Please let me in, I wish to speak to you. My unit and I are unarmed and if you don't bealive me then please use the camara you have fixed out here so that you can see I speak the truth."

Shelby leaned over and pressed a button on the wall next to her and an image popped up on the screen above the door.

It showed a group of five people, all of whom were unarmed as their leader had stated. Four of them were in the shadows and so their faces could not be discerned very well. The tenth one, who Kurt guessed to be the leader, was closer to the camara so they could see his face better.

Blaine sucked in a sharp breath and Kurt glanced at him.

"What is your intention?" Shelby demanded.

"Can we please speak with you inside, Miss...?"

"Corcoran," she supplied, "and why do you think you need to come in here to speak?"

"I just think it would be easier to read each others' true intentions when we are face to face rather then through a camara lens. All of you appear to be armed and I can assure you that we are not so we would be at your mercy."

Shelby summed Jeremiah up for a few more minutes before pressing the door that would allow him inside.

"Thank you, Ms. Corcoran," Jeremiah said, extending his hand for her shake.

She accepted his hand for the barest second before releasing him again.

She shut the door after all five of the people had come inside, trapping them behind the door and nearly forty guns pointed directly at them.

As the rest of the them stepped into the light, Kurt's mouth fell open. He recognized them. Sam, Finn, Mercedes and Lauren.

"Now," Shelby said, "state your intention."

"To be perfectly honest with you, Ms. Corcoran, we don't really have one. We stumbled upon your base by accident. Private Hudson there sort of...shall we say, tripped against a rock that happened to have a control panel conceled in it."

Kurt gave a nervous laugh before he could stop himself. Leave it to Finn's clumsiness to give the base away.

Everyone turned to look in Kurt's direction. As soon as his four friends spotted him, they themselves lost their 'cool' and ran up to him.

"Stay where you are!" Shelby shouted at them.

"It's okay, Ms. Corcoran," said Puck, "we know them."

"You do?"

"Yes, we were in the same colony," stated Rachel as she and Artie went over to join there friends.

"Well this is certainly an intresting development," observed Jeremiah.

His blue eyes ran over the group of rejoicing friends before alighting on Blaine.

"Oh my..."

"Hello, Jeremiah," Blaine said, a bit of timidness in his voice.

Kurt glanced up him.

"Do you two know each other?"

Blaine nodded, "He and I used to be...lovers."

"More then that, I'd say, Count Anderson."

Blaine shrugged.

"Can we trust them then, Anderson?"

Blaine nodded, never taking his eyes off of Jeremiah.

Shelby nodded and turned back to Jeremiah.

"Judging by your story, I can see why no one noticed you. You must have found the old entrance."

"I'm just glad that we managed to find a tunnel that led somewhere. You have more then one skeleton to clean out of maze of tunnels."

Shelby smiled, "That's the point. Just be happy that it took us this long to find you, otherwise we would have boxed all of you into a certain section and let you rot in there."

"Brutal," said Lauren, "I kind of like it."

"I would like to know what any of you were doing around here in the first place. It's sort of a difficult forest to navigate and not a place people are known to risk traveling through."

"Indeed," Jeremiah agreed, "and I'll gladly tell you everything that I can."

"Good. We'll talk in my office. Follow me."

"Um, what of my unit?"

Shelby flickered her eyes brifly in their direction.

"I'm sure they would love to catch up with Hummel and him with them. They'll be fine."

Jeremiah's eyes roved over them before nodding his agremeent and followed Shelby out of sight, accompined by two of her bodyguards.

"Oh, Kurt, I am so happy that we found you," Mercedes said, arms still around his neck.

"Ditto. I thought all of you were dead or had been sold to some vampire who took you so far away we would never see you again."

"I'm sorry to interupt," said Blaine, "but how did all of you end up with Jeremiah?" Kurt noticed he said the other vampire's name in a bit of a whisper.

"It's a long story," answered Sam, "we'll be happy to tell you though."

"Splendid. We can all go to Kurt's and my room to talk."

"You and Kurt share a room?" Finn asked, eyebrow raised.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Yes, Finn."

"Wait so does that mean...?"

Kurt raised an eyebrow in return, "None of your buisness."

Kurt linked his arm with Mercedes's and led them off in the direction of his and Blaine's room.

Blaine leaned back in his chair, "Oh man."

"This is good though," said Puck, "it means Ms. Corcoran will have more inside help. Or do you think this Jeremiah guy will try to take over or something?"

Blaine shook his head, "Jeremiah's not the type. Or at least he never used to be."

Lauren, Mercedes, Finn and Sam had just gotten done recounting the tale of how they met Jeremiah--though Kurt thought 'rescued' was a better term.

Apparently after the raid on their colony had happened the four of them had taken off in the same direction. There were too many slavers on their tail for them to split up succesfully and so they had decided to stand their ground and fight.

'Guess who's idea that was,' Mercedes had said, rolling her eyes at Lauren.

As the slavers closed in on them, Jeremiah had shown up with something he called 'sun pallets'. These things gave off bursts of light as bright as the sun when broken against the ground. It blined the slavers and gave them the chance to get away.

Jeremiah had brought them to an underground bunker where they stayed for three days and two nights. He gained their trust during this time and convinced them to come with him to a place he knew they would be safe.

They had agreed and, as it happened, Jeremiah was the leader of a group of solitary vampires who had heard about the plan to enslave the werewolves. They had banded together in the hopes that they could free the humans and stop the enslavement of the werewolves. They had searched near and far for other vampires who felt the same way and they now numbered at about eighty strong.

"One thing you guys didn't answer is what all of you are doing here in the first place."

"Isn't it obvious, Blaine, I came to find you."

Everyone looked up to see Jeremiah leaning against the doorframe.

"Me?"

"Don't sound so surprised. You were always going on about how humans deserved their freedom back. I thought that if any vampire of great importance was sure to join us it would be you. Or have your views changed in the last thirty years?"

"No, they've remained the same as ever."

"Good. Because I sort of wondered what with...him," Jeremiah nodded at Kurt. "Or is he not processed?"

"He is. And I for as far as the gonverment is concerned I do 'own' him. It was under special circumstances that I came to 'buy' him."

"It's true," said Kurt, "he saved my life more then anything." He said this mostly to reassure Mercedes, Finn, Sam and Lauren who had all turned a mistrustful eye towards the count at his words.

Jeremiah nodded, "Good, good..."

"Did you want anything, Jeremiah?"

"Just to see how my unit was doing. Looks like they've made themselves comfortable though."

"We have," said Lauren.

"I also came to inform them that I have forged a, albeit, somewhat shaky allince with Ms. Corcoran. I must head out to tell the others."

"So we're leaving?" asked Finn.

"You don't have to. I'll be brinning everyone else back here to talk to Ms. Corcoran seperatly and it doesn't take all of us to do that."

"Won't you need backup?"

"I already have it. Ms. Corcoran is sending three of her best gunmen with me."

"Awsome," said Mercedes, "so we can stay here."

"If that's what you wish, which, if I'm not mistaken, seems to be what you want."

"You've got that right," said Sam.

"Be safe though," Mercedes added.

"As much as I can be. I'll see all of you later."

They said there goodbyes and Jeremiah left.

"This is great," stated Puck. "We're all back together."

The humans started chattering to each other excitedly. Kurt, however, was slightly distracted by Blaine who was still sitting in his chair. He seemed to be brooding over something.

The vampire sighed, stood and left the room.

Kurt excused himself and followed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me, Blaine. Is it Jeremiah?" He couldn't help the jealousy that crept into his tone.

"Don't worry, Kurt, Jeremiah is no threat to you. First because I love you much more then I've ever loved anyone and second, because he made it perfectly clear nearly three decades ago that he didn't want me anymore."

"You were lovers though?"

Blaine nodded, "Yes, but it was short lived. He was the first gay vampire had had met since becoming one myself and I sort of fell hard and fast for him. Mostly because of that."

They were silent for while.

"Are you going to be okay with him around here?"

Blaine sighed, "I'll be fine. I've just been taken off guard that's all."

Kurt wasn't completley convinced, but he let it go. He took Blaine's chin and lifted his face up so they could share a kiss.

"That's good, because with such an increase of insiders, I have a feeling things are going to heat up."

"I think you're right."