As Blaine finished securing the makeshift bandage, Kurt looked up from Rachel's pain stricken face into Blaine's eyes. "Ok, I am done." Blaine said as he looked down with a worried look at the cloth that was already soaked through with blood. "But I am not sure it will do, we need to get both you and her out of here." With that Kurt saw Blaine quickly stand up and rush towards the door, he saw him try the handle and proceed to run out of the room. "BLAINE!" Kurt called out. Blaine didn't answer and Kurt hoped with all his heart that Blaine had a plan. Kurt turned his attention back to Rachel who was once again fading fast. "Rachel, hon. I need to stay with me. Blaine is going to get help. I promise we will be alright." Kurt began to stroke the girls matted hair. "Rachel, come on please stay awake and look at me." Kurt searched Rachel's brown eyes. He stopped himself from gasping at the lack of life left in them. Usually Rachel's eyes shone with spark and intensity, now they were dull and lifeless. Kurt's heart began to race as his fear increased. He looked up towards the door, hoping to see Blaine returning. "Blaine, please hurry." He whispered. Then Kurt heard Rachel let out a small sigh as he felt the weight of her body increase in his arms. Kurt looked down with terror as he saw Rachel's body go limp and her head droop to the side. "Rachel!" he yelled as he began to pat Rachel's check in effort to awaken her. As he did Kurt noticed the lack of movement coming from Rachel's chest, he held back a scream as he put his hand up to Rachel's pale lips and cried out as he felt no warmth of breath come against his cold hand. "BLAINE! HELP!"

Blaine nearly sprinted out of the kitchen and back down the hallway to the open room. He saw Kurt looking down at Rachel with horror. "Kurt, what's wrong!" Blaine breathed, as he slid on his knees landing next to Kurt. The older boy looked up and uttered three words that made Blaine's blood run cold. "She stopped breathing!"

"Shit!." Blaine said as he quickly searched his brain for the CPR lessons that he took after his last kidnapping. "Ok, Kurt. I need to run out to the main road and flag down the ambulance. Just turn right at the end of the driveway and get out to the main highway! Can you do that?" Blaine said as he began to position Rachel flat on the ground. Blaine looked at the stunned Kurt. "Kurt, answer me!" Blaine said shouting at the paler boy. "Kurt, if you don't flag down the ambulance Rachel will die. I need you to do this!" Kurt stood up on shaky legs, looking at Blaine as he placed two fingers on the side of Rachel's throat. He gave one last look before sprinting out the door.

Blaine placed two fingers on Rachel's pulse point and pressed firmly. Blaine swore loudly as he felt no sign of life from the young girl, he positioned himself over the Rachel's chest and splayed his fingers out wide as he began pump Rachel's heart. He felt the small bones in Rachel's chest crack from the force but continued on, his counts echoing in the empty room. "26 and 27 and 28 and 29 and 30". Blaine bent down and carefully pinched Rachel's nose shut and blew two breaths into her mouth. Her chest rose slightly, but not as much as Blaine expected it too. He grimaced as he resumed his compressions. Blaine repeated the process three more times before checking for a pulse again. He found none. "Fuck! Rachel please, you can't die here!" Blaine yelled as he increased his efforts. His arms and chest burned as he lost count of how many times he had restarted his compressions. "Kurt, where are you?" Blaine said after breathing into Rachel's unresponsive body for the umpteenth time.

Kurt's body was screaming at him to stop. To give up. But he kept running towards the main road. His lungs ached from the heavy breathing. His legs felt like they would give out on him. He hunched over in the middle of the old dirt road and began to retch. He stood up and sucked in the air harshly. He strained his ears for any sign that he was near the main road. In the distance he heard the faint shrill of sirens. At once he stood up and began to sprint finally turning a corner and finding the payment of the main route. He saw the ambulance rounding a sharp curve as he threw his arms in the air and desperately began to shout trying to gain the attention of the emergency vehicle. The ambulance quickly pulled off the main road as a young paramedic hopped out of the front and ran over to Kurt. "Are you Blaine?"

"No, my name is Kurt. Blaine is back at the house. Rachel isn't breathing. He is trying to do CPR. Please we have to go help!" Kurt said as he grabbed the paramedics hand and started to run back down the dirt road.

"Woah, Kurt. Slow down. How about we get you in the ambulance and you tell us where to go. You need medical attention; you look to be in pretty bad shape." The young paramedic said as he motioned for his partner to bring out the stretcher. "Come on Kurt. Lets get you checked out and then we will go get your friends."

"NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! RACHEL IS DYING! WE HAVE TO GO HELP HER!" Kurt yelled at the tops of his lung, as fear and anger raged through his body.

The two paramedics looked at each other with wide eyes, not sure what to think of the broken boys outburst.

"Ok, Kurt. Let's go! Brian, go ahead and call for backup I think we are going to need it." The first paramedic said as he jumped in the back of the ambulance. "Come on Kurt, lets go help your friends, by the way, my name Joe." Kurt looked up at the ambulance hesitantly he soon allowed himself to be pulled up into the cab and they began to sped down the old abandoned dirt road.