After 10 minutes of panting and trying to catch his breath, Blaine crawled out of bed. He picked up one of the pillows and held it tight against his chest as he slowly made his way out of the bedroom. The hardwood floor of the hallway was cold against his bare feet. He gently and hesitantly knocked on Kurt's bedroom door.

"S-sir?" He sighed as he heard nothing in response.

"S-sir?" He stuttered out again. Like the first time, there was no response. Blaine looked down and squeezed his eyes shut. Tears fell from his closed eye lids. He took a shaky breath as he looked back up at the door. Blaine needed Kurt but, he couldn't just wake him up. That would be rude and disrespectful, but on the other hand, he knew if he went back to his bedroom he'd never be able to go back to sleep. He gently reached out for the door knob. He gripped it tightly and took a shaky breath before he twisted it and pushed the door open. The room was dark except for the nightlight that lit up the bedside table and parts of the bed. Kurt was curled on his side, under the thick comfortable blankets, his head resting on his pillow, he was sound asleep. Blaine quietly crept over to the bed. He lifted his right leg, rested his knee on the mattress and slowly climbed on the bed. The bed dipped down when Blaine pressed his body weight into it. Kurt rubbed his eyes and sat up slightly.

"Blaine?" Kurt mumbled.

Blaine flung himself off the bed and backed up until his back hit the dresser.

"I'm…I…I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to wake you. I…I just…I'm scared…" Blaine's bottom lip wobbled.

"Hey, Blaine…" He sat up completely and flipped the light switch on. The room brightened immediately. Blaine clutched the pillow tighter, a look of fear in his eyes.

"Blaine, come here.." Kurt scooted over and patted the spot next to him. Blaine shook his head, afraid that because he woke Kurt up that he'd be in trouble.

"Why not? I'm not going to hurt you if that's what you're afraid of. Please come over here." Blaine gulped and slowly crawled onto the bed. Kurt scooted closer to him and wrapped his arm around Blaine's shoulders.

"Now, why don't you tell me what's wrong? Why are you upset?" Kurt asked.

"I..I had a nightmare…I don't want to sleep alone. I've…I've slept alone for the lat year…I…"

"And you don't have to sleep alone. I'm right here and you can come and cuddle with me any time." Blaine nodded and tears fell down his face. Kurt sighed and wiped his thumbs across Blaine's cheeks, wiping his tears away. He rested his thumbs on Blaine's cheek bones.

"Blaine. I promise, you don't have to be afraid of me. I care about you, I do. " Kurt brought one of his hands up to Blaine's hairline and pushed his curls back.

"Thank you sir.." Blaine whispered and looked into his eyes.

"You are more than welcome Blaine." Kurt reached over and turned the light off. He laid back down against the mattress and opened his arms for Blaine. Blaine gently laid down and cuddled into Kurt's arms, his head on Kurt's chest. Kurt wrapped his arms tight around Blaine's torso.

"Do you wanna tell me what the nightmare was about?" Kurt asked, breaking the moment of silence. Blaine gulped.

"Um…I was running down the street and this guy…I don't know who he was. He was chasing me. I kept running but I wasn't quick enough. He caught me and threw me in a cage down in a dark basement. And…the cage in my dream was the cage my old master made me sleep in…I…I always have nightmares about that cage…" He whispered.

"Well I promise, you will never be in a cage again. Ever."

"Thank you s-sir. That mean's a lot to me."

"You don't need to thank me Blaine. It's the least I can do." Kurt pulled the blanket back over the both of them. Blaine buried his face in Kurt's neck. Blaine closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly. Sleeping came easy when he was wrapped up in Kurt's arms. Kurt smiled softly down at him and kissed the top of his head before falling asleep himself.

Kurt woke up the next morning to an empty bed. He sat up and looked around for Blaine. Where could he be? Kurt flung his legs off the side of the bed and pushed his house shoes on. He realized he smelled bacon. Could Blaine be in the kitchen? Kurt walked downstairs where he saw the table was set with two plates of food. Bacon, biscuits, gravy, eggs and strawberry's were on each plate. Blaine had his back turned to him as he poured two cups of orange juice.

"Wow." Kurt smiled.

"Good morning sir. I've made breakfast." Blaine says as he places a cup next to the plates. Kurt smiled a little wider.

"Oh Blaine, you didn't have to."

"I insist. You've been so nice to me. You let me sleep in your bed with you and you let me cuddle with you. Making breakfast is just a small way of saying thank you…so thank you." He said and pulled Kurt's chair out for him. Kurt smiled and sat down. Blaine moved around to the other side of the table and sat down. Kurt took a bite of his egg.

"Wow Blaine. This tastes great." Kurt grinned as he tried everything else.

"Thank you sir. My first master he uh…he taught me how to cook…" Kurt nodded and looked up from his food. "How many masters have you had Blaine?"

"4 including you. Master Dave, Master Eric, Master Scott, and you." He replied, eating as well.

"Can you tell me about them?" Kurt asked. Blaine nodded and sighed.

"Master Dave wasn't too bad. He's the one who taught me to cook. He was nice to begin with. He was very strict, but I could do things with him. I remember he took me with him to the zoo, he had me on a leash the whole time but…still, it was nice of him to include me in the things he did." Kurt nodded and took a sip of his orange juice as he listened.

"He would occasionally tie me up to a tree in the backyard when he wanted privacy. I eventually got taken away from him. One day he tied me up outside so that he could clean the house. I was usually out there for about 2 hours but on that one day he just…never came back to get me. I didn't know why until police came to get me and took me back to the Sub Market to be a sold again. I later found out that he left the house, got drunk, stole a car and got arrested and that's why I got taken away." Kurt nodded and looked into his eyes as he talked.

"Master Eric was…" He sighed. "He raped me almost every day. He would even invite his friends over to have their way with me. It was awful. I would scream and cry but…it never got me anywhere. Eric thought he was slick and one day raped me out in the shed. One of the neighbors heard and called the police. So, I got taken from him." Kurt's eyes got a little teary through his story.

"Master Scott was the worst by far. He's the one I've talked about the most. He's the one who kept in a cage and he's the one who had a boyfriend. He hardly let me eat. I was naked half of the time. He wouldn't give me clothes, and then he stuck me in the cold basement. He beat me worse than I ever imagined. On one occasion he beat me so bad that I ended up in a coma for two days. So, that's when they took me away from him and…here I am." He said, gesturing to the room around him.

"Oh Blaine.." Kurt whispered, tears down his face. "I am so so sorry you had to go through all that. I promise. I'm going to make this time so much different." Kurt got up from his chair and hugged Blaine tightly.

"I believe you. And I trust you." Blaine whispered.