"Morning honey" Leanne said, smiling at Blaine as she walked into the kitchen where he was sat eating toast.

"Morning, need a hand with those?" he said, gesturing to the large stack of posters in her hand.

"Please" she said gratefully, passing them over to him before leaving the room again. Picking one of the posters up, he read aloud to himself 'Garden City Annual Festival'.

"You and Kurt should come, it's fun" Leanne said, as she came back with another large stack of posters.

"Are we allowed in the town?" he replied, frowning.

"It's one day. I think I can persuade Hank to let you guys out once" she said, patting him on the shoulder.

"What is it anyway?"

"Well, basically the entire town gets together, music is played, there are stalls, carnival games, you know" she gestured with her hands.

"We'll be there" A voice from the doorway came. Kurt was stood there, smiling. "Morning guys" he said, leaning down to give Blaine a quick peck on the lips.

Two days ago, Blaine had kissed Kurt in front of the rest of the family, before freezing and blushing red with embarrassment. But the family hadn't batted an eyelid and Rosie actually shrieked "Finally!"

"You want to go?" Blaine asked, pointing towards the poster and shifting in his seat slightly as Kurt perched on his knee.

"Yeah, it will be fun. Plus, it's been ages since we've left this ranch! What's the worst that could happen?"

"Oh I hate that sentence" Blaine said, shuddering and putting an arm round Kurt's waist to hug him closer.

"It's only a saying. Nothing will happen, I promise"

Next day, the Saunders family, Kurt and Blaine all clambered into the large Range Rover car and drove the few miles to the town.

The large field in the middle of the town was covered in marquees, tents and it was a bustle of people.

Kurt and Blaine had presumed that they would have to stay with the family all day, considering they weren't really meant to be there and they were meant to have police protection at all time. So they were surprised when Hank said "Okay, two hours to yourselves then you do have to stay with us for the rest of the day. If anyone asks who you are, tell them you are my nephew and his boyfriend. Kurt, you pretend to be my nephew okay?" The two of them nodded. With a wave, the Saunders family disappeared into the crowd.

"So if we are meant to be boyfriends, we have to keep up appearances huh?" Blaine said, smiling flirtily at Kurt, holding out his hand.

"Of course" Kurt winked, taking Blaine's hand in his.

They walked around for a while until Blaine suddenly got excited and ran ahead a bit, leaving Kurt behind him.

"Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt called after him exasperating, pushing past a toddler and her mother murmuring "I'm sorry"

He caught up with Blaine a minute later who was practically hopping from foot-to-foot by a Hook a Duck stand. "Really Blaine? Really?" Kurt asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What? They're fun!" Blaine said, handing one of the rods to Kurt.

"You are five years old my dear" Kurt said, shaking his head but smiling. Blaine bowed jokingly and started to play the game. His short stature wasn't really helping him to reach over to the pool. As always carnival games were rigged slightly, the pool was a little bit too far away from the edge making it more difficult.

Despite himself, Blaine did, however, manage to catch one as did Kurt. The teenager behind the stall grunted and made his way over to them. Turning each plastic duck over he pointed at Blaine and said "You get a prize" Blaine noted the sign which said if the duck had a blue sticker, a prize could be won.

Taking a step back, Blaine smiled as he saw the exact prize he wanted. "That one" he said, pointing at it.

The teenager smiled slightly, seeing Blaine's ulterior motive with the prize. Handing over, a small white teddy bear, holding a red heart, he whispered to Blaine "You guys make a cute couple"

Blaine smiled to himself and turned back round to Kurt, giving him the bear. "Aw, Blaine" Kurt said, cuddling it to his chest. "He's adorable!" Kurt looked around quickly and the only people paying attention to them was the teenager behind the stall so he leaned forward quickly and kissed Blaine on the cheek.

"You're adorable too" Kurt breathed in Blaine's ear.

"Is that them?" the man said in a low voice, watching the pair from about 10 metres away behind a candyfloss stall.

Ryan Davidson nodded briefly. He never took his eyes off the two guys who were now walking in the opposite direction hand in hand.

"When are we gonna get 'em?" Jack asked eagerly.

"When I say so" Ryan said coldly. He reached his hand into his jean pocket and smiled an evil grimace when he felt the cold metal there.

Settling down on a bench, with a bag of popcorn between them, Kurt and Blaine were people watching, playing the 'Background' game in which you look at a person and guess what their background is.

"Okay, so that woman there is originally from Texas but at college she met a guy, fell in love and moved here to raise a family" Blaine said, pointing at a middle-aged woman, smiling lovingly at a little boy.

"What would you think if you looked at me for the first time playing this game?" Kurt asked, grabbing Blaine's hand and playing with his fingers gently.

"I thought you were the most beautiful guy I had ever laid eyes on"

"That's not part of the game" Kurt said chuckling, trying to hide how touched he was by the compliment.

"Maybe not, but it's the truth. I still think that" Blaine said, smiling. Kurt turned to face Blaine and he looked – really looked- at Blaine's face. The little bit of scruff he had growing as he hadn't shaved in a few days, his smile that was perfect in every way possible, how pretty his eyes really were. But the most scary and exciting thing was that every time Kurt looked at Blaine, he could see him spending the rest of his life with the man directly in front of him.

"Blaine, I lo-"

"KURT, BLAINE!" Rosie's voice came from somewhere. The pair tore their eyes away from each other to see the girl running towards them.

"There you are! Come on, one of the bands is gonna start playing and I want a dance with both of you" she said, smiling happily. They both took one last look at each other and followed her.

Blaine laughed as he twirled Rosie around just as the song finished as Kurt watched from a couple of feet away, smiling.

Until he noticed a man in a grey hoody watching him from afar. He couldn't see the man's face but he didn't like the feeling he was getting. Blaine had noticed Kurt stiffen and he stopped dancing for a second to grab Kurt's arm.

"Are you alright?" he asked softly.

"That man over there. He's kinda creeping me out" Kurt looked back and the man had gone.

"Shit, where is he?" Kurt said urgently. Blaine saw him first. He was moving towards them fast, his hand on his pocket. Blaine caught a glimpse of his face and his heart stopped. Keeping a tight grip on Kurt's arm, he ran away melting into the crowds, pulling Kurt behind him.

"Rosie, get your dad" he shouted before him and Kurt disappeared.

"Blaine, Blaine, who is it?"

"It's him, Kurt, It's him. He's found us. He thought he could get us while we were in a crowd, he could get away quicker. Keep running!"

Their hands found each other's and they ran until they were on the outskirts of the crowd…where they were met with an evil grin from another guy. "Turn around boys, it may just be the last thing you do"

Jack grabbed them roughly by the shoulders and turned them around to face Ryan.

Blaine struggled against Jack's grip but he was strong. Kurt had frozen with fright; his breathing was ragged and sharp.

"Let us go" Blaine pleaded, but he knew it was feeble.

"You two are the only people who can connect me to anything. So no" Ryan said, pulling the gun out of his pocket.

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand tightly and shut his eyes bracing himself. Kurt did the same. 'Rosie if you heard what I said now would be a great time to turn up' Blaine internally chanted.

Ryan's hand was still on the trigger, he had done this before. He raised the gun and was squeezing the trigger before it was knocked to the ground and he yelled in pain.

Rosie had turned up with her father and a few other incredibly big men. Running on adrenalin, Rosie had kicked the gun out of Ryan's hand and Hank pushed him down by the shoulders.

Seeing the police, Jack had scarpered allowing Kurt and Blaine to go free.

Ryan was strong though. He punched Hank square in the jaw, knocking him to the floor. The other men tried to tackle him but they too were knocked down. Ryan grabbed his gun. Seeing the fight, other members of the crowd had ran over to help and Hank had pulled himself up, blood pouring from his nose. Blaine surged forward to try and tackle Ryan to the floor, but he couldn't. He knew he had to get the gun out Ryan's hand. Kurt had also run forward to help.

"Kurt, the gun" Blaine shouted. Kurt nodded. They both grabbed Ryan's hand and attempted to pull the gun out of his hands. Ryan was trying to fend off Hank and Rosie as well and he wasn't as strong as he could be. The gun was beginning to slip. Blaine almost let out a cry of joy.

Until Ryan found a surge of strength from somewhere. He hooked his finger round the trigger of the gun.

A shot rang out and silence fell across the entire town.

Ryan was pushed to the ground by Hank and another police officer.

Then all anyone could hear was the tiny gasp escaping a man's lips as he looked down his torso.

Finally, there was a blood-curdling scream, one of horror and love at the same time.

"KURT NO!" Blaine screamed as Kurt's limp figure fell to the floor.