Blaine and Sami's dad didn't even notice that the karaoke machine was there. If he did, he didn't mention it. He was too busy muttering under his breath about Sami's sudden decision to come back and how irresponsible it was to expect hospitality. Of course Sami could hear everything he was muttering, and it took all her strength not to tell him that it was still her home, she should be allowed back whenever she wanted.

Neither Blaine nor their father knew what a decision Sami had to make. As far as they knew, she was just back for the summer. She didn't know how she was going to tell them – her father would be angry, and Sami couldn't imagine letting Blaine down like that. He looked up to her, and she hated to set a poor example.

Dinner that night was quiet – never a good sign. The only thing worse than Blaine and Sami's dad angry was when he was passive aggressive. And a quiet dinner said just that.

"So. Son." Their father finally spoke, and he chose to ignore Sami's presence. "What are your plans for the summer?"

"I'll probably get a job," Blaine replied, not looking his father in the eye. "There are loads of theme parks that want singers for evening performances during the summer."

Blaine, Sami noticed, was a lot more confident these days. A year ago he'd have never dared to mention performing in front of his father. Perhaps, since reaching Regionals with the Warblers, he was more relaxed about the idea.

"Cedar Point, perhaps?" He enquired. Sami could tell he wasn't impressed, but was at least feigning an interest for his son.

"Six Flags," Blaine replied.

"Six Flags?" Sami echoed. "There isn't a Six Flags in Ohio."

"Yeah, I'd probably have to go outta state. But the money I earn would pay for the gas."

Their father looked at Sami, finally acknowledging her existence, with an inquisitive look. He clearly didn't know much about Six Flags. First night back, and Sami was already acting as the middle man.

"Nearest one's like 6 hours away," Sami reminded her brother. "Why would you wanna drive 6 hours for a job?"

"Good money," Blaine replied. "And it'll be nice to get outta the house."

Their father murmured in agreement, and silence fell again. Sami quickly finished up her pasta and left the table, careful to avoid eye contact with either of them.

Of course things would be awkward, Sami reminded herself, how could she have expected anything else? But for Blaine to decide he wants to travel 6 hours for a job – it was ridiculous. He couldn't be allowed to go, not this summer. Last summer or the one before perhaps, but Blaine had a boyfriend now, and Sami couldn't be left alone all summer with their father, she'd go insane. She voiced these concerns to her brother when he had retired from the dinner table.

"You left me alone with him last summer," he told her.

"Yeah, but that was different," Sami told him, "I didn't leave a boyfriend behind. Surely you wanna see him almost every day?"

"Yeah, about that." Blaine shifted in his seat uncomfortably. "Kurt's trying to persuade me to transfer to McKinley in September."

Sami raised her eyebrows in surprise. "He wants you to transfer?"

Blaine nodded.

"I don't know if that's such a good idea," she said truthfully. "You've already transferred once. And what would Dad say, if you'd transferred to be with a guy?"

"I think he'd just be happy not to have to pay for Dalton anymore. I may not have to tell him it's for Kurt – just that I think McKinley would be a better fit for me."

Sami thought for a moment. "When are you next seeing Kurt?"

"Tomorrow. He's coming over to watch the Bachelorette with me while Dad's at work."

"Okay, first of all, the Bachelorette? Second, we can talk to him then, see why he thinks you should up and leave Dalton for him."

The next day, Blaine was in the kitchen making sandwiches when Sami decided to take her chance and get Kurt on his own to interrogate him. He was sitting on the couch when she got in, and had barely got "hey, Sami" out of his mouth when she was dragging him over to the dinner table. "You. Sit."

"What have I done?" He asked immediately, confused.

"That's what I wanna know," Sami replied, sitting opposite him and resting her folded arms on the table in front of her. "I told you yesterday, I'm gonna have to grill you. Don't worry, I'll make it quick. Have you had sex with my brother?"

Kurt was taken aback and suddenly looked very awkward. "No."

"Do you intend to?"

Sami hadn't thought it possible, but Kurt was looking even more uncomfortable than he already had been. He cast around for the right answer. "Uh... maybe one day. But not yet."

"Don't."

"What?"

"Don't have sex with Blaine. He's too young right now. Thirdly, how do you feel about him?"

Kurt was more relaxed when he answered this time. "I love him," he said truthfully.

Sami sat back, trying her best to look like she was evaluating him, but really, she already knew that she was fine with Kurt. He seemed perfectly nice, was honestly in love with Blaine, and was obviously uncomfortable enough about sex not to do it.

"Okay," she said eventually, when she had sat there for so long that Kurt was starting to look very uncomfortable and she was on the verge of breaking into laughter. "You have my blessing."

Kurt looked relieved, and just at that moment, Blaine came back into the room with sandwiches for himself and Kurt. "What are you guys doing?" He asked suspiciously.

"Just making sure Kurt here knows I'm keeping an eye on him," Sami replied innocently. "And if he hurts you, he'll have me to answer to."

"Sami-" Blaine began, but she cut him off.

"Sami nothing," she said. "You two enjoy your extremely gay date." And with that, she stood up and left.