Rachel was in the shower exercising her voice. Her 'Funny Girl' audition was less than a week away. Kurt and Santana had grown sick of her constant singing, 'oohs' 'ahs' and 'las'- Or as she called it rehearsing. Santana had been waiting to use the bathroom for over half an hour, as she had to get to work in the next twenty minutes. Kurt was watching TV when an emergency broadcast came on.

"I swear, if she doesn't stop singing, get outta the shower and stop caterwauling Berry! Some of us gotta get ta work" Santana screeched as she walked into the living room she stopped when she saw Kurt, pale faced staring at the screen, fear, panic and worry on his face tears in his eyes.

"What's up Lady Hummel?" she asked. All Kurt could do was point at the screen.

He felt sick and dizzy he couldn't breathe. He was shaking he felt like the world was closing in. All he could do was stare; he had only one thought...Blaine. Santana turned to face Kurt. She went pale too.

"Rach!" she shouted.

"In the shower," she said haughtily.

"Rachel Barbra Berry, get your annoying butt out here now!" her voice was trembling.

"WHAT?!" She snapped "I was just about to get out of the shower! What is so important?"

Santana turned her and pointed her at the TV screen.

'BREAKING NEWS: SHOOTING AT WILLIAM MCKINLEY HIGH SCHOOL, LIMA, OHIO'

"Oh God," she said clasping a hand over her mouth.

The three of them watched in silence. Kurt panicked he tried calling Blaine over and over but he wasn't answering a pit fell in his stomach. He kept trying, but the more he heard Blaine voicemail the more he worried.

"Hi, you've reached Blaine, leave a message."

It was Blaine frozen in time; each time Kurt heard it he got increasingly more anxious.

He needed Blaine to be okay... He had to be. Kurt couldn't lose him with this kind of finality, not without telling him. Blaine had to be okay he just had to.

"I-i-I can't get hold of Blaine," said Kurt, after his fifteenth attempt to call Blaine's cell.

"Nor I Britt," said Santana panic evident in her voice.

The three of them watched the report in silence, huddled close holding each other. Kurt stared at his phone, praying for a text or something from Blaine, telling him he was okay and that everything was fine, but it never came. After about an hour of torturous waiting Kurt couldn't stand not knowing any longer.

"I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANY MORE!" He screamed, standing up.

"Kurt-" Rachel said reaching out to take his hand, he swiftly yanked it away.

"Don't!" he snapped "don't tell me everything's okay because it's not! If it was he'd have texted or called, he'd know it was on the news and I'd be worried. Our friends are in that school NOTHING about this is okay"

"Kurt, we have to wait..." said Rachel slowly.

"I'm not waiting... I'm going back to Lima... I need to be there."

"Kurt-" said Santana, but before she could finish he was out the door with the emergency credit card and hailing a cab.

~~~

As soon as the plane landed Kurt got a cab to McKinley. There were police patrolling the area. Kurt stood anxious waiting. Then he heard a familiar voice.

"Kurt? What are you doing here?" they said.

"Tina! Where's Blaine? And Britt, Sam, Unique, Sugar, Joe and Artie... where's the rest of the glee club?" he asked. Happy to see one of his friends had made it out alive... it gave him some hope.

"Sugar and Joe are with their parents. The others are all still inside with Mr. Schue... they won't let me back in... but Blaine's in there!"


"All we can do is wait," said Kurt, her crush on Blaine didn't matter anymore Kurt just wanted him to be okay.

~~~

After around 3 hours, after the S.W.A.T. team had fully checked the building, people started filing out. When Kurt saw Blaine he ran and all but threw himself at him.

"Thank god you're okay! you're okay, You're alive you're okay," said Kurt, squeezing Blaine tightly.

"Kurt?" his voice was strained... "What are you doing here?"

Blaine held back tears. He didn't think he'd see Kurt again... he was terrified they'd have to say goodbye- They'd promised they never would.

"I was worried... I saw it on the news and you weren't answering your phone."

"Mr. Schue made us turn them off, after Ryder tried to call his Cyber-girlfriend."

"Oh? Well I'm glad you're okay," said Kurt pulling away, as he stared back into Blaine's eyes. He was drawn in and he pressed his lips gently to Blaine's.

Blaine moaned slightly and kissed back, reaching up to cup Kurt's cheek pulling him closer. Kurt's arms wound around Blaine's waist, never breaking the kiss, tongues battled and teeth grazed... It felt so right.


Alarm bells rung in Kurt's head screaming what about Adam, he ignored them. The boys parted when air was a necessity.

"Um, sorry," said Kurt blushing.

"No, no it's okay..." said Blaine blushing and reaching up to rub the back of his neck.

Kurt smiled.

"Come back to my place... I have a question for you."

"Oh?"

Blaine just smiled and took Kurt's hand and led him over to his parents and Cooper. After a lot of hugs and tears, the Anderson family and Kurt went back to their house. When they arrived Blaine took Kurt to his room.

"Um Kurt... I've wanted to do this for a while now... and well." Blaine said looking in his draw he pulled out a small box and got down on one knee.

Kurt clasped a hand to his mouth, tears pooling in his eyes.

"Kurt, I love you more than anything. You're the first thing I think of in the morning and the last thing I think of at night. You are the love of my life, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and grow old together like we planned. Have our five kids and our nice little house in central park and then when we retire getting a lighthouse, I want all that... I want to spend my forever with you so, Kurt, will you marry me?"

THE END