Fic: Smoldering Ruins - 8/15
Title: Smoldering Ruins - 8/?
Genre: Drama / Angst / Fluff
Rating: R
Word Count: 11849
Pairing: Puck/Kurt
Summary: The past is a powerful entity, even as the future becomes brighter, better and stronger. Part Three of The Rebuilding Series, Following The System and Disaster. Previous chapters found here.
Kurt took the lead, grabbing him by the arm and ushering him to a place where he could sit down. “Back off,” he told the police officer, who was getting dangerously close. “Give him a minute.” Puck thought, amused, that Kurt was the most vicious little thing in the whole world. He was too paralyzed to speak and he didn’t know why such an amusing thought was in his head at a time like this, but it was. He laughed under his breath and looked up with weary eyes at Kurt, who was patting his shoulder comfortingly.
“Baby, talk to me?” he said gently.
Puck looked at Kurt.
“He was there,” he said softly. “I was just trying to get my mind off of all this shit and he was there. He pounced on top of me and said that he was going to kill me. I…I totally froze up. He doesn’t want anything except revenge Kurt. He doesn’t want anything except to kill me, I swear it. Oh my god. He’s…”
He calmed down and spoke to the police as much as he could, words coming out stammered and with his heart in his ears. He told them exactly what happened in detail and didn’t stop breathing heavily until he and Kurt were alone, Catherine in the other room playing with Beth.
“We have got to get out of here,” he said, his fear very much evident. “Catherine was right. This dude isn’t messing around. I know it’s gonna be hard to get out of work but we have to at least get you and Beth out of here. I’m not going to let you get hurt or killed on my account. I’m not going to let this psychopath hurt you guys on his way to getting me.”
“Just relax, alright?” Kurt ordered, pressing his fingers into Puck’s shoulders, trying to force him into relaxing. Puck closed his eyes and tried to do what he was told. He had to listen to Kurt or else he was going to go crazy, right? He always knew that listening to Kurt was a surefire way to keep the crazies away. “We’re going to do whatever we can. We’re going to make sure that everyone is safe. He’s not going to get us. He’s not going to get you.”
“He wants me, not you guys. You have to get out now.”
“Don’t go all super heroics on me, okay? We’re all going to get out of here and it’s going to be fine.”
Puck wasn’t sure that it was fine but the show needed to go on, as always. He went to work the next morning, although leaving Beth and Kurt alone at home scared him half to death. Sure, the police had vowed to him that they would be completely safe but it was impossible to trust anyone else with the safety of his family, especially after he had looked Trevor in the eyes and realized what kind of lunatic he was dealing with.
He went through his day to day, which was fine, if not nerve-wracking. Talking to his boss proved to be an even worse disaster, especially since Puck couldn’t help be evasive about the nature of his family problem. He was not going to tell the man he worked for the nitty-gritty details of his painful life.
“I don’t understand your reasoning,” Paul said honestly. “I can’t give you a full leave of absence without reason or documentation.”
“You can let Pat leave when his wife has a kid and you can’t let me leave to keep my family safe.”
“Look Noah,” the man said, not lacking understanding, just lacking the knowledge that Puck had trouble expressing to him. “I can help you if I get some documentation. Talk to the police, or whoever is involved in this mess and maybe I can help you out. I’m totally bound to this right now.”
He went through the rest of his day rather depressed. He just wanted a moment to regroup, rethink and relax but of course that was not going to happen. When he returned home, the police were there yet again and a woman sat on the sofa. She had dark, curly hair and big eyes. “Noah, this is Katrina,” Kurt said tensely. Beth and Catherine sat at the kitchen table doing homework and Kurt and the police were with this woman.
“Uh hello,” he said, joining his fiancé on the small seat across from the sofa.
“She’s Trevor’s sister.”
Puck couldn’t help the way that his eyes immediately flashed over to the girl. She gave him a small, hesitant smile. “As soon as the police contacted my family about Trevor,” she said, glancing from the police officer and then back over to Puck, “I knew that I had to get down here and find out what was going on. I was afraid it was the young man he had sexually assaulted years ago. I…I wanted to let the police know that Trevor is mentally unstable to say the least. I wanted to make sure that he didn’t hurt anyone again.”
“The police have told me that they think us leaving town is best,” Kurt injected.
“It is,” the woman said softly. “I’m going to do all I can to help the police get in contact with my brother.”
“You all need to get out of here as soon as possible,” the police officer told Puck, standing nearby and looking serious. “Miss Ramirez has given us reason to believe that you are in a lot of danger and would be best to vacate the area for the time until we apprehend the suspect.”
“His pouncing on me and threatening to kill me wasn’t enough?” Puck snapped, in spite of himself. “I need some kind of documents or some shit to even think about getting out of here but yeah, I’m sending my family out the moment I can.”
“We’ll handle that.”
“I’ve lived my whole life far from him…” the woman mumbled. “May I leave?”
“Of course Miss Ramirez, I’ll escort you outside,” the officer responded.
While the man escorted the young woman outside, Puck turned to Kurt and frowned. “Alright,” he said. “You and Beth need to go out on the next flight. I just need you out of here.” His head was swimming a little bit. He rubbed his fingers along his temple and breathed in and out deeply. He could not think with all of the conflicting information that was going off in his head. “We’re going to figure this out and it’s all going to be okay right? Right?”
Kurt frowned at the way he was rambling. “Right…” he said with a bit of hesitance in his voice. He looked from side to side and then right back to his fiancé. “I’m not so sure about you staying behind though. Maybe the documentation won’t take too long and then we can all get out of here. I’ve already talked about leaving to my boss. I want out.”
“I don’t want to risk that.”
“I’m going to go talk to Catherine. Go lay down, Noah.”
He felt a little bit insecure but he walked over to the couch and laid down.
Genre: Drama / Angst / Fluff
Rating: R
Word Count: 11849
Pairing: Puck/Kurt
Summary: The past is a powerful entity, even as the future becomes brighter, better and stronger. Part Three of The Rebuilding Series, Following The System and Disaster. Previous chapters found here.
Kurt took the lead, grabbing him by the arm and ushering him to a place where he could sit down. “Back off,” he told the police officer, who was getting dangerously close. “Give him a minute.” Puck thought, amused, that Kurt was the most vicious little thing in the whole world. He was too paralyzed to speak and he didn’t know why such an amusing thought was in his head at a time like this, but it was. He laughed under his breath and looked up with weary eyes at Kurt, who was patting his shoulder comfortingly.
“Baby, talk to me?” he said gently.
Puck looked at Kurt.
“He was there,” he said softly. “I was just trying to get my mind off of all this shit and he was there. He pounced on top of me and said that he was going to kill me. I…I totally froze up. He doesn’t want anything except revenge Kurt. He doesn’t want anything except to kill me, I swear it. Oh my god. He’s…”
He calmed down and spoke to the police as much as he could, words coming out stammered and with his heart in his ears. He told them exactly what happened in detail and didn’t stop breathing heavily until he and Kurt were alone, Catherine in the other room playing with Beth.
“We have got to get out of here,” he said, his fear very much evident. “Catherine was right. This dude isn’t messing around. I know it’s gonna be hard to get out of work but we have to at least get you and Beth out of here. I’m not going to let you get hurt or killed on my account. I’m not going to let this psychopath hurt you guys on his way to getting me.”
“Just relax, alright?” Kurt ordered, pressing his fingers into Puck’s shoulders, trying to force him into relaxing. Puck closed his eyes and tried to do what he was told. He had to listen to Kurt or else he was going to go crazy, right? He always knew that listening to Kurt was a surefire way to keep the crazies away. “We’re going to do whatever we can. We’re going to make sure that everyone is safe. He’s not going to get us. He’s not going to get you.”
“He wants me, not you guys. You have to get out now.”
“Don’t go all super heroics on me, okay? We’re all going to get out of here and it’s going to be fine.”
Puck wasn’t sure that it was fine but the show needed to go on, as always. He went to work the next morning, although leaving Beth and Kurt alone at home scared him half to death. Sure, the police had vowed to him that they would be completely safe but it was impossible to trust anyone else with the safety of his family, especially after he had looked Trevor in the eyes and realized what kind of lunatic he was dealing with.
He went through his day to day, which was fine, if not nerve-wracking. Talking to his boss proved to be an even worse disaster, especially since Puck couldn’t help be evasive about the nature of his family problem. He was not going to tell the man he worked for the nitty-gritty details of his painful life.
“I don’t understand your reasoning,” Paul said honestly. “I can’t give you a full leave of absence without reason or documentation.”
“You can let Pat leave when his wife has a kid and you can’t let me leave to keep my family safe.”
“Look Noah,” the man said, not lacking understanding, just lacking the knowledge that Puck had trouble expressing to him. “I can help you if I get some documentation. Talk to the police, or whoever is involved in this mess and maybe I can help you out. I’m totally bound to this right now.”
He went through the rest of his day rather depressed. He just wanted a moment to regroup, rethink and relax but of course that was not going to happen. When he returned home, the police were there yet again and a woman sat on the sofa. She had dark, curly hair and big eyes. “Noah, this is Katrina,” Kurt said tensely. Beth and Catherine sat at the kitchen table doing homework and Kurt and the police were with this woman.
“Uh hello,” he said, joining his fiancé on the small seat across from the sofa.
“She’s Trevor’s sister.”
Puck couldn’t help the way that his eyes immediately flashed over to the girl. She gave him a small, hesitant smile. “As soon as the police contacted my family about Trevor,” she said, glancing from the police officer and then back over to Puck, “I knew that I had to get down here and find out what was going on. I was afraid it was the young man he had sexually assaulted years ago. I…I wanted to let the police know that Trevor is mentally unstable to say the least. I wanted to make sure that he didn’t hurt anyone again.”
“The police have told me that they think us leaving town is best,” Kurt injected.
“It is,” the woman said softly. “I’m going to do all I can to help the police get in contact with my brother.”
“You all need to get out of here as soon as possible,” the police officer told Puck, standing nearby and looking serious. “Miss Ramirez has given us reason to believe that you are in a lot of danger and would be best to vacate the area for the time until we apprehend the suspect.”
“His pouncing on me and threatening to kill me wasn’t enough?” Puck snapped, in spite of himself. “I need some kind of documents or some shit to even think about getting out of here but yeah, I’m sending my family out the moment I can.”
“We’ll handle that.”
“I’ve lived my whole life far from him…” the woman mumbled. “May I leave?”
“Of course Miss Ramirez, I’ll escort you outside,” the officer responded.
While the man escorted the young woman outside, Puck turned to Kurt and frowned. “Alright,” he said. “You and Beth need to go out on the next flight. I just need you out of here.” His head was swimming a little bit. He rubbed his fingers along his temple and breathed in and out deeply. He could not think with all of the conflicting information that was going off in his head. “We’re going to figure this out and it’s all going to be okay right? Right?”
Kurt frowned at the way he was rambling. “Right…” he said with a bit of hesitance in his voice. He looked from side to side and then right back to his fiancé. “I’m not so sure about you staying behind though. Maybe the documentation won’t take too long and then we can all get out of here. I’ve already talked about leaving to my boss. I want out.”
“I don’t want to risk that.”
“I’m going to go talk to Catherine. Go lay down, Noah.”
He felt a little bit insecure but he walked over to the couch and laid down.