When I Hear Your Voice

Make or Break

  Welcome back, my dear friends (nah, just kidding, hello everyone who are kind enough to read this crap). I'm still overwhelmed by how many who have read this and just as every week (sorry if it's becoming annoying, but i really mean it) THANK ALL OF YOU. Finally we will get some klaine again! I know that there has been some chapters without it but I hope you'll think it was worth it. I will update as usually next week so have a nice time until then and yeah, enjoy! 

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During the day Kurt works on to get the plans for the night as carefully planned as possible but has hard to let go of that flashback. He knows that it's nothing really surprising considering he actually did hook up with someone but there is something about it which is bothering him. It feels like he's missing some important detail which is right in front of him just that he can't quite grasp it. The feeling is starting to get annoying but he decides to just try to ignore it, at least until the following day so he can get his hands on those stupid eggs without getting in trouble first.

"Do you need anything?" Santana asks and sits down next to him after returning to their apartment from helping Brittany get a cab to make sure she would get home without any problems.

"A vacation would be great." He replies sarcastically without even looking away from the screen.

"Oh, come on now, Hummel. It's not that bad, if you want to we can be a bit crazy and not plan every minute of it?" She asks a little playfully since that's the way she usually work even if she secretly admires how well planned everything he does is just because for him it's not luck that he hasn't gotten caught. It's his skills for planning and patience; two things she lacks completely herself.

"That's a splendid idea of how to not get a vacation for the rest of my life." He replies, still muttering. The comment is enough for Santana to leave him alone to focus so he will get in a better mood before the night and the time for the crime arrives.

"Be ready at eleven." He says as she leaves the room and she replies that she will be.

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"Come on, we have to go. The security and transport will be there in an hour." Kurt says from where he's standing by the door ready to leave.

"Chill, I'm on my way queen." Santana replies as she leaves the bathroom and walks towards the door.

"Finally, How could it take so long for you to get ready for just driving the car?" He asks with a bit ruder tone than necessary. He knows it himself but when he's this stressed and nervous as he is for a crime that he has planned way less than he would want to he can't help it.

"It will be fine. Just go for it and I'll be in the car ready to get away from there." The dark eyed woman says assuring to make him calm down.

"You're right, it won't be any trouble." He agrees, more to convince himself than anything else.

"That's right, now to the most important matter of the night. Have you fixed a message?"

"What message?" Kurt asks in confusion because he's, for at least the tenth time, going over every detail of the plan in his head.

"The message for Anderson, duh." She says and has managed with her attempt to make the man dressed in black relax.

"Oh, yes. I've got it." He replies and since she just started driving Santana doesn't see the blush creeping up her friend's cheeks.

"Spill. I have to make sure you don't make a fool out of yourself."

"Fine, here it is. 'Your uniform looks great on you, Anderson. You know how to make it look even better? Drop it beside my bed and join me for the night. Xoxo The Phantom." By the time he finishes reading the message he's blushing even more and Santana is laughing.

"That's almost as good as something I could come up with, Porcelain." She replies through her laughter and then he starts laughing as well. They keep giggling until they're just a block away from where Kurt will get up on the roof to get to the museum where the crime will take place.

"Good luck, say hello to Smythe from me." She says with a grin and he grins back.

"Will do. See you soon." He replies and soon as she stops he almost jumps out of the car and runs to the place where he will reach up to the roof as he pulls down the mask cover his face partly just to make sure that he won't be recognized.

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The biggest issue about this crime wasn't stealing the eggs, that part was a piece of cake compared to the pressure the time created. By the time Kurt was climbing the stairs to get back to the roof he knew he had been too slow and that it would be just a matter of time before someone spotted him and the hunt would begin. Since the car was waiting several blocks away he had to make sure to get as much of a head start as possible and then just hope that he would be a faster runner than whoever came after him. When he finally reached the top of the stairs he pushes up the heavy door and as he stumbles out he looks for any way to lock it from the outside and curses when it appears to be impossible. The reason behind this was that he already heard steps behind him in the stairs.

He was already gasping heavily so instead of running he decided to take the chance of hiding. He practically jumps in behind the first corner he reaches and as he tries to calm his breath he quickly sends a text to Santana that she needs to get as close as possible quickly and then he tucks away his phone. The very same moment he hears the door get pushed open and someone else coming out; gasping just has heavily as he had been just seconds earlier.

"He doesn't seem to be here, Smythe, check the inside and I'll take care of this!" Anderson yells and Kurt holds his breath.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this." The man in front of him basically purrs before he starts unbuttoning Kurt's shirt. As the skin gets exposed the man places a trail of kisses downwards which causes Kurt to shiver. "God, please..." He moans as he man starts unbuttoning his now way too tight pants as well. "I'm not god but if that's the best you could come up with..." the man teases and Kurt groans when he feels his pants being pushed down. "A-any other name you'd prefer?" He manages to ask, proud of himself for actually creating a full sentence. "God is nice, but since I don't believe in him you'd rather call me..."

"...Blaine." Kurt breathes and opens his eyes. It's completely quiet, or at least as quiet as it ever gets in the city that never sleeps. He holds his breath again, listens. Then he hears soft footsteps moving over roof in his direction. After a moment of panic he takes a deep breath and thinks

"Make or break." After that he steps out from where he was hiding with as much authority as he possibly could up bring.

"Seems like I'll get another chance for a chat with you, Officer." He says, obviously startling the man who currently was turned in the opposite direction. At first Anderson just stares at him as if he can't believe what he's seeing.

"Does someone get a little nervous in my company?" Kurt continues with increased self-confidence and the dark haired man seems to finally start coming back to his senses as he blushes a little by the comment.

"Calmly walk over to me and place your hands behind your back." He says with slightly shaky voice, but does no attempt to bring in any weapons to strengthen his words.

"I'd love to play that game with you sometime..." The blue eyed man says and winks which make the officer blush further "...but sadly enough I don't have the time right now." He goes on and carefully takes a step forward. When the tense man still doesn't show any intentions to grab a weapon Kurt quickly takes the final steps and before any of them really gets what's happening the slightly shorter man is pinned against the wall and they're both breathing heavily.

"I see someone's had some fun recently." Kurt says with a grin as he spots a line of hickeys trailing down the neck of the man even if he has tried to cover them up. When he looks up to the other man's face again he feels his phone vibrate. He takes the chance that it's a text from Santana telling him she's on a good spot so after leaning close enough to almost brush their lips together and softly whisper

"Until next time, Anderson." He turns around and runs off with the eggs almost forgotten in his backpack.

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Just a note now when you've read the chapter, to clarify that Kurt only knows Blaine as Anderson and therefore can't connect the memory with him.