Kurt had just come out of the bathroom as the lights signalling the end of intermission flickered in the lobby.
"Kurt!" Blaine called as he gently pushed through the crowd.
"Hey baby." Kurt greeted as he grabbed onto Blaine's hand. "Where are San and Brit?"
"Last I saw they were at the bar." Blaine answered.
"Figures." Kurt commented as the lights flickered once again. "Come on, we don't want to be barred from the theater."
"What about the girls?" Blaine asked.
"They'll catch up." Kurt reassured as he led Blaine down to their seats.
Blaine looked nervously towards the back of the house hoping to see Santana and Brittany rushing in. But the ushers silently shut the doors and the lights went down before the two empty seats next to him were filled.
Blaine fidgeted as he watched Rachel and her castmates take their final bows. Santana and Brit had yet to return to their seats. As soon as the curtain fell Kurt looked over at Blaine. "They never came back?" Kurt asked, already knowing the answer.
Blaine shook his head.
"Ok, come on." Kurt said as he gently pulled Blaine into the aisle way.
Kurt led Blaine through the crowd as he strained his neck to see over the heads of the other patrons.
"Kurt, I don't think they are here." Blaine spoke.
"Blaine, I know they didn't just leave." Just as Kurt spoke he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He quickly plucked it out and looked at the screen.
"They're outside." Kurt informed Blaine as they hurried out of the theater.
Blaine spotted them first. and gently squeezed Kurt's hand to get his Dom's attention.
"Where were you?" Kurt cried as they neared the girls.
Santana was clearly fuming. Blaine shrunk back at the waves of anger coming off the girl. "Long story, don't want to get into now."
Kurt eyed Santana but nodded. He would find out what happened later.
"Well as long as you both are ok." Kurt said looking at Brittany.
"I am ok, but then..." Brittany started before a swift movement of Santana's hand shushed her.
"We're fine." Santana barked. "Did you happen to grab my purse? I left in in the theater."
Kurt shook his head. "No sorry, do you want us to go back and get it?"
Santana looked at the swarm of people coming out of the theater and bit her lip. "No, I can wait. I think Brit and Blaine wanted to go meet Rachel at the stage door anyway."
"Well, why don't we go back in and Blaine can take Brit to the stage door and we will meet them there?" Kurt offered.
Santana looked quickly over at the stage door. There were a few people already waiting for the stars to come out and more were accumulating. "Yeah, Brit go with Blaine and save us a spot."
Brittany nodded before grabbing Blaine's hand and beginning to pull him away.
"Blaine!" Kurt called before he got too far.
Blaine stopped and looked back at his Dom. "Yes?"
"Don't talk to anyone but Rachel. We will be right back." Kurt reminded.
"Yes sir." Blaine answered as he watched Kurt dive into the crowd to go back into the theater.
Blaine turned back around to join Brittany but he noticed that the blonde was nowhere in sight.
He started to call out her name but stopped short when he remembered he wasn't allowed to speak in public without permission.
"Fuck." He swore under his breath as he began to search through the crowd for Brittany. He quickly walked towards the stage door hoping that Brittany was among the small crowd.
Blaine walked along the edge of the crowd hoping to spot Brittany's blonde shining through the mass people but as he looked he heard he named called out.
"Blaine!"
Blaine turned to see Rachel jumping up above the crowd. He weaved through the crowd and up to Rachel.
"Blaine! Did you love it? What was your favorite part? How did I do? I was so nervous you wouldn't believe!" Rachel rambled.
Blaine smiled but didn't answer her questions. Instead he asked if she had seen Brittany.
Rachel shook her head. "No, is she with Santana and Kurt?"
"No, they went back in to get Santana's purse." Blaine answered.
"Well I am sure they will..." Rachel started before a shrill scream sounded further down the alley.
Blaine didn't think twice before sprinting towards the cry.
Blaine ran deeper into the darkened alley sputtering to a stop as he saw two large men looming ominously over a figure he was sure was Brittany.
"I don't know why you're screaming bitch. Nobody gave you permission." One of the men snarled.
"On your knees slut." Another gruff voice sounded. Blaine heard a small whimper escape Brittany's lips as she bent forward onto all fours.
"Brittany!" Blaine yelled as he ran towards the scene.
"What the fuck!" One of the males yelled. "Shit is that her dom?"
He asked straining his eyes against the dim light.
"No, fucking way he ain't no dom." The other answered.
"Leave her alone!" Blaine yelled rushing towards them.
Blaine didn't even have a chance to guard against the punch that came flying towards his face. "Who gave you permission to speak bottom?" Blaine heard as he felt a warm spurt of blood come out of his nose.
"Blaine!" Brittany yelped as Blaine stumbled.
"God damn it, shut her up." The man closest to Blaine yelled.
Blaine felt his heart stop, as Brittany let out a harsh cry.
"Brittany!" Blaine yelled as he dodged another punch.
He quickly slid on his knees to land beside the cowering girl.
"Brit are you ok?" He asked getting close to her ear.
Brittany started to speak but a harsh kick to Blaine's side set him sprawling on the concrete.
Blaine quickly pulled himself into a ball as more kicks and punches were landed on his body.
He wasn't sure if he was screaming or crying the only thing he was aware of was the pain that was edging out the small hold he had on consciousness. Just before he felt his world tunneling out he heard a calm clear voice calling out his name.