Blaine gathered his things together and left the auditorium. Unbeknownst to him a shadow detached from the darkness and followed behind him.

He hadn't realized how late in the evening it was. The school was practically deserted, though there was the football practice on the back playing field. Blaine headed for his locker on the other side of the school. Slowly he became aware of soft footsteps following behind him. He stopped for a moment, looked over his shoulder, but he didn't see anything. Turning back around he resumed walking. He could hear the footsteps start back up and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

He knew he was being followed, he just hoped it wasn't the guy from before. He picked up his pace, taking the next corner almost at a run. He stopped half way down the hallway to catch his breath. He yelped as a hand descend over his mouth and a arm wrap around his waist. He was tugged back against someone.

"Shhh" his captor whispered as he moved them into an empty classroom. Blaine resisted for a moment but the arms tightened their hold on him, tight enough to be slightly painful. Blaine stopped struggling when he heard footsteps approaching, he tried to still his erratic breathing. They stood tense as they listened at the door. There was more then one out in the hall.

"Where the hell is he?" an angry voice growled right outside the door they were hiding behind.

"You lost him?" the other one asked. "The Boss isn't going to like that"

"He can't have gotten away that quick, he has to be around here somewhere. If we have to search this place room by room then we will, but we've got to find him." the first voice said.

"Why is this kid so important?"

"Because Caffrey is in town and that little runt will lead us right to him." the first one replied. Blaine flinched at being called a runt, he may not be a football player but at least he was bigger then Kurt.

The arm of his captor tightened even more, like he was afraid Blaine would try something. Really? like he could stand up against that brute of a man. Blaine snorted at the thought. Oh crap he thought, please don't let them have heard that. He slapped at the arm around his waist as it squeezed him again.

They waited till the voices faded out as the men moved on down the hallway. The arms slowly loosened, Blaine pushed away and turned around.

"Coop?"

"Sorry for the squeezing, hope it wasn't too painful" Cooper said and he looked a little sheepish.

"What the hell is going on and who is Caffrey?" Blaine demanded.

Blaine could see that his brother was struggling with what to say. Emotions flew across Cooper face too fast for him to decipher. His brother was never one who could lie, not to his family and especially not to his little brother. The elder Anderson looked at Blaine.

"Me, I am Caffrey"