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Chapter 2

Sebastian was dreaming. He knew this because he had been having the same dream almost every night for the last five nights. Yet he still jumped slightly seeing his little brother standing next to him. Tonight felt a little different.

"You're so jumpy Seb!" Michael giggles.

"Why are you here Michael? I did what you wanted. I have been nicer to people, I have been taking care of myself more, and I went to see David."

"You're still with D, look!" Michael waved his arm in the air and suddenly Sebastian was looking at the hospital scene like it was on a large screen TV.

The older brother looked down at his sibling then back to the screen. David was holding Sebastian so carefully and they looked so peaceful. Sebastian shook his head at Michael.

"I don't know why you insist on silly nicknames Michael, his name is David."

"I know what his name is, Seb" Michael smirked, "Nicknames are fanciful and they imply affection."

"Oh, big words – spell them!" Sebastian grinned.

"Hush up Seb!" Michael groaned. "I don't have much time tonight and I don't know when I will be back."

The younger boy took his brother's hand, "I love you, you are best big brother anyone ever had. I want you to be happy and I know D is the one for you. You have to be brave Seb! You can confide in him, let down your walls; lose some of your precious control."

"I don't know if I can," the older boy whispered.

"I know you can. You heard D; he is making huge leaps to get past what he was and be who he wants to be. You can do it too, Seb. You just have to want it bad enough."

The young boy wrapped his arms around his brother tightly, "promise me when you wake up that you will tell D about yourself AND don't hold back. You need to let it all out. Let him see the real you. D is gonna love you Seb, you'll see."

"Michael, there are people who aren't going to be supportive of my relationship with David. He is going to wind up needing more therapy just from being near me!" Sebastian whined.

"Knock it off! I am the only one who gets to whine," Michael giggled.

The elder brother put his hand on his brother's shoulder, "are you sure about this Michael? Do you really think he is the one for me? I don't want to hurt anymore and he deserves so much more. It might just kill me to let him in and then lose him."

"Seb you're not livin' without him now; you're barely existing. D needs you AND you need D!" Michael started laughing.

"Did you just make a dirty joke?" Sebastian glared at his brother.

"MAYBE!" Michael grinned at his bro.

"I gotta go Seb, I love you!" Michael hugged Sebastian again. "Oh and tell Kurt and Blaine I said hello!"

Sebastian came out of his dream to the sound of David trying to hush Hummel's screeching tirade.

"Kurt, please keep you're voice down," Dave growled. "Seb has not been sleeping well!"

"That's cause he shouldn't be here, molesting you!" Kurt fumed.

"Kurt, calm down sweetie, David is a big boy he can take care of himself," Blaine offered Dave a smile. "Besides I don't think I have ever seen Seb look so sweet," unable to control the giggle as he pointed to Sebastian's shocked face.

Dave looked down at the boy still in his arms. Sebastian's expression was flipping between shock, awe and something Dave thought looked like fear.

"Did-did you just call me Seb?" he whispered as he met David's eyes.

Dave grinned, "Ya, Sebastian is a great name but it's a mouthful and it just felt right to shorten it to Seb."

Before Sebastian could reply, Kurt interrupted "as nauseating cute as that is, why the hell are you here Seb?" in high voice. "Hasn't David been through enough?"

Sebastian looked at David for another moment before he seemed to shake off his thoughts. Dave could see the walls coming back up and Sebastian's eyes flashed as he turned to answer Kurt. Dave had to do something fast. So he grabbed Sebastian's face in his hands and kissed him.

"Be nice!" he whispered.

Sebastian shuddered and took in a quick breath. He turned to Kurt and Blaine, "I know I have been the worst kind of asshole to both of you, mostly you Kurt, and I have apologized. We called a truce and I have been trying my best to be nice. I don't expect you to understand but, David is important to me, so I would appreciate it if you could be civil in return."

Blaine smiled like a goof, while Kurt was floored! "Did you just speak three whole sentences to me without insulting me once?"

"Kurt, you are important to David and I respect that. I am not saying it will be easy to be nice to you all the time, bad habits and all I'm sure, but I am saying that I will make the effort. Could you please try as well?" the Warbler hedged.

"I think you're doin' amazing," Dave chuckled as he squeezed Sebastian's shoulder.

"Ya, Seb you're doin' amazing!" Blaine grinned.

Sebastian groaned, "Please stop calling me that! Only D can call me that!"

Blaine clapped his hands together, doing a little dance "awww you called him D, that's so sweet."

Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine, "Oh my Gaga! You are such a sap and you said you were bad at romance." He turned to Sebastian and Dave, "alrightyy-then benefit of doubt given, now dish – what is goin' on with you two?"

Dave spoke first, "I like Seb, he likes me, that's the dish! We haven't had a chance to talk much last night before Seb fell asleep when we were cuddling. Fast forward to now and you guys are here waking him up." "Why are you guys here so early?" Dave tried to change the subject.

"Nice try D!" Kurt smirked. "But since I came here to share good news, I will let it slide, however we will dish later."

"We won at Regional's D!" Blaine was hopping up and down clapping again.

"Ughh he's like an overgrown puppy" Sebastian whined into Dave's chest.

Dave leaned down and placed a kiss on Sebastian's head. "That's really great news guys! I am so happy for all of you."

"There's more D! There's more" Blaine sing-songed.

"Yup, your boyfriend there dedicated the Warbler's performance last night to you and petitioned the crowed to raise money for the Born This Way Foundation," Kurt chimed in. "Then after the event was over Blaine and I were talking with Wevid and Niff and this guy approaches us and asks about the dedication. We told him that our friend was publicly outed, bullied and then tried to, to – well you know. ANYWAY he inquired about your welfare and we assured him that you were on the mend. He said he was a Dalton alumnus and offered you a full scholarship to attend, if you want!"

Dave sucked in a sharp breath, "are you kidding me? He doesn't even know me, doesn't that seem weird?"

"Dalton alumni are like that, very loyal, very old money and eccentric," Blaine added. "Saying goes, once a Warbler always a Warbler and Warbler's look out for each other."

"Ya and Wevid both seemed to know him so I am thinking it's on the up and up," now Kurt was clapping excitedly. "I think you will really love it there D! And maybe you and Seb can room together?" Kurt winked at Dave.

Sebastian was quiet through the whole exchange. He had his suspicions about this anonymous donor but he didn't want to say anything until he knew for sure.

"Kurt, who is Wevid and Niff?" Dave asked.

"Oh," Kurt giggled, "Wevid is what we call the couple of Wes and David and Niff is the couple of Nick and Jeff. We all have these cute couple names. Blaine and I are referred to as Klaine."

"On that note!" Sebastian interrupted. "Everyone should probably get going, I am sure D's dad will be here soon and the nurses too."

"My dad's already been here Seb," Dave said, "while you were sleeping."

"Oh my god D! Why didn't you wake me up? What did he say?" Sebastian started to panic. This was not how he envisioned meeting David's father.

"Relax Seb, he thought you looked cute. My dad's is cooler with my sexuality than I would have imagined. He just wants me to happy. He invited you to a celebration dinner when I get released and said he would officially meet you after work when he came back." Dave was rubbing Sebastian's back as he spoke.

"Smythofsky!" Blaine yelled out. Kurt started dancing around, "Oh baby! That's great! You're brilliant." Blaine threw his arms around Kurt kissing him noisily.

"Please-Please-Please shoot me now!" Sebastian whined into Dave's chest. Dave just laughed and continued to rub Sebastian's back. "Make them go away D, please! I don't know how much more I take."

"Shut up Seb!" Kurt was really enjoying Sebastian's discomfort. He could really get used to bugging Sebastian. He gazed at Dave and noted how content and peaceful he looked holding Seb. Kurt didn't think he had ever seen that look on Dave's face, and Dave was wearing it well. "You better get used to it Seb, D is our friend and we are all going to be around for a long time! BUT Blainers and I do have to get goin', there's a sale at the mall that I don't want to miss. We will be back tomorrow to check on you both. D call or text us if you need anything, k?"

"Sure guys," Dave reached out to take Kurt's hand and then Blaine's. "Thank you"

"Good bye Seb," Blaine reached out for Sebastian's shoulder.

Dragging his head from Dave's chest, he looked at the boys and their warm smiles, "yeah, bye guys" he croaked.

Dave chuckled as the boys left the room, "see that wasn't so bad now, right?" Seb just rolled his eyes.

"D, be honest with me, what did your dad..."

"Sorry to cut you off but c-can I ask you somethin'?" Sebastian shook his head. "Last night you were talking in your sleep. I couldn't make out what you were sayin' for the most part but you keep saying the name Michael over again. Is-is he a b-boyfriend or?"

Sebastian reached up to touch his cheek, "no, Michael is-was my little brother."

"Oh! I am so sorry Seb; I didn't mean to bring up bad memories. I just, I just got a little worried and then jealous and then paranoid and then worried again so I just needed to ask you but I never would have if I had known. I'm sorry" Dave rambled.

"No, no worries. I actually want to tell you – I need to tell you about him and myself too. I just" Sebastian took a deep breath. "I just need you to listen please, just let me get it all out and then you can ask me questions. If I don't get it all out I won't have the courage to start again, k?"

"Sure Seb, whatever you need, take your time" Dave gave him a small smile.

Sebastian laid his head back down on Dave's chest and took a couple of deep breaths. He thought to himself, well here goes everything!

"When I was four years old my mom got pregnant. We were so excited, I wanted a little brother so badly but mom said we would be happy with whatever the angels blessed us with. Everyday I would sit with my mom and read to her tummy and lay my head down on her lap and whisper to the baby. I couldn't wait to be a big brother I had big plans. When my mom was about 4 months along she started having complications and bleeding so they put her on bed rest. We continued our ritual of reading to the baby and I kept whispering about tree houses and camping and all the other things we were going to do together."

"Right after my 5th birthday, when my mom was 6 months along the bleeding became worse and she was forced to be admitted to the hospital. My dad had to hire a nanny for me because he was always in and out of town with work. The nanny was named Rosa and she was a wonderful woman. Rosa used to take me and my books to the hospital everyday so I could read to my mom and the baby. One day, when we arrived, my mom said no reading today she wanted me to climb up in bed and cuddle with her. She told me that last night she found it was a boy. I was going to be the best big brother in the world and she asked me to promise to be patient and kind to my brother. Of course I promised I was so excited I could hardly sit still. I asked what we were gonna name him and she said why don't I pick. I said we should name him after grandpa on my dad's side since I never had a chance to meet him. So Michael was his first name. She asked me about a middle name and since her name was Christina I said we should use Christian since he was a boy. She loved it. I remember leaning down and kissing her tummy saying hello Michael Christian Smythe."

"My mom started having pains a few minutes later and asked me to run and get the nurse and Rosa fast. From there everything started to spiral out of control. Doctors and nurses where rushing everywhere, Rosa was frantically trying to get my dad to the hospital and I kept getting pushed into the corner. Right before they wheeled my mom into surgery she looked over and called me to her. She told me how much she loved me and she was so proud of me. She reminded me to look after my dad and my brother. I didn't understand then but she knew she wasn't going to make it. She had been just holding on trying to give Michael a chance to grow big enough to survive. She passed away during the surgery."

Sebastian hadn't cried over his mom in many, many years. Laying there in Dave's arms reciting one of the worst and best days of his life was so difficult. For Dave's part he just held Sebastian, rubbing circles across his back and dropping soft kisses to the top of his head.

Sebastian began talking again, "My brother was born a month early and had to stay in the hospital for 3 weeks. Everyday, except for the day of the funeral, Rosa and I would go the hospital and I would read to him through the glass. I would tell him all about the tree house we were gonna build and all the trips we were gonna take. The doctors and nurses were kind but they always seemed to treat me funny and would often walk away shaking their heads. Later I would discover it was because my dad never wanted anything to do with the baby and never even came to see him. When the day arrived that we could take Michael home my dad didn't even show up. He gave Rosa a packet of documents his firm drew up that allowed her to bring him home. I was so happy to be getting him home I never really processed that my dad had checked out of the whole fatherhood thing. This was my brother and I had everything under control."

"Things were good after that. When I was at school Rosa looked after Michael and when I can home she would help me with homework and starting dinner before she would leave to go home and care for her own family. I would feed the baby and play with him and put him to bed. I moved his crib into my room when he was two years old because one night he woke up crying and the batteries had died in the monitor so I didn't hear him. My dad woke me up yelling that I needed to control my brother as he needed his sleep for court in the morning. That's when I realized my dad wouldn't have anything to do with him. I was so hurt and scared but I needed to be strong for my brother so I rearranged my room and moved Michael in with me."

"When Michael was four he was diagnosed with a heart condition and put on a list for a transplant. I was so freaked out. I tried to talk to my dad but he just shut me down not wanting to discuss anything that had to do with my brother. If I didn't have Rosa I don't know what I would have done. My brother was so scared and I had no control over the situation. I always tried to distract him and stayed with him every time he went back into the hospital. I would tell him about mom and make up stories about all the things we were gonna do when he was better. This went on for three years but he never got better."

"The night he passed away I had brought him home because he didn't want to be in the hospital anymore. We were lying in my bed watching Toy Story for the millionth time. He looked up at me and told me he loved me and that he was proud to be my brother. He said he wasn't scared to die because he would get to be with mom but he was sad to leave me. I told him not to say things like that, he was gonna be fine, but he knew. He passed away in his sleep. He was 7 and I was 12."

"My dad didn't even show up for the funeral. Rosa told me that morning he called but that he was still in New York and he figured I had everything under control. I didn't see him for a week after the funeral. I cried myself to sleep every night. When he did come home he brought me a new video game and wanted to go get pizza or something."

"I don't really remember how it happened but I just started screaming at him. I called him every bad word I knew. I told him I didn't need a father and I was ashamed to be his son. He smacked me. The next morning he was gone, I didn't see him for a month although I know he called and spoke with Rosa. I refused to speak with him."

"When I was 13, Rosa's husband passed away and she had to leave. She was taking her children and going back to Mexico, unable to make it here alone. I was devastated. I wanted to go with her, begged her to take me but she couldn't. That's when I started drinking and hanging out with the wrong people. It was also when I realized I was gay."

"As if I didn't have enough shit to deal with. Now I didn't have anyone. My father was always gone and when he was home we spoke as little as possible. I could never confide in him or ask any questions. I tried to talk with the counselor at school but she just gave me some silly pamphlet, like that was gonna make it better."

"My first crush found me attracted to this guy who was two years older than me. His was Robbie. He was a big muscle guy, a total jock-type. He was nice to me and I wasn't used to that. So when he invited me to a party at his house one weekend I was so psyched to be hanging out with someone I didn't ask any questions. Turns out there really wasn't a party-party; just Robbie, his two goons and me. His parents were out of town so we ate pizza and drank some of his dad's beers. One of the guys put on some porn. I was very uncomfortable but I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to blow my chance to hang with the cool guys and Robbie kept starring at me. During this one scene, these two guys were kissing and undressing each other. I could feel my face getting hot and when I looked over at Robbie he had this crazy lusty look on his face. I started blushing. He started laughing and made a comment about what a girl blush I had goin' on. The other guys starting laughing and making comments."

"Before I could do or say anything, Robbie had me pinned to the couch and was taking off my clothes. I tried to get away but he just smacked me so hard I saw white light behind me eyes. One of the other boys grabbed my arms, pulling them over my head after they got my shirt off. Someone else was working on my shoes and then my pants. I started crying and Robbie grabbed my face. He kept telling me that he was in control and if I wanted to make it through this I had better start doing what he wanted, how he wanted."

"I don't think I need to give you the details. I'm sure you get it. Needless to say, when they were done I was bruised and bloody. He told me to get myself cleaned up and shoved me into the bathroom. I tried to clean myself up but I couldn't stop shaking. I didn't want to go back out there so I climbed out the bathroom window and started walking home. When I got there Robbie was there talking with my dad. I learned a hard lesson in manipulation that day. He told my father I got into the liquor cabinet at the sleepover and started to get combative, and picked a fight with some of the other guys. When he tried to get me to calm down I took off. He brought over my stuff because he was so concerned. My dad wouldn't even listen to a word I had to say. I went upstairs and climbed in the shower. I don't know how long I was in there for but my dad started banging on the door, yelling for me to get my ass dressed."

"He lectured me for awhile but I don't really remember much of what he said. Except I remember him telling me I was out of control and I needed to fix it. Smythe's didn't lose control - that was for poor people with no options, not his only son. I started to correct him, remind him he had another son but I couldn't do it. I was too tired. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and sleep. Instead I told him he was right, I was out of control but that I would take steps to correct myself. I apologized for upsetting him. He finally left me alone."

"The next day I looked into private school's and found the private school my dad attended, Dalton Junior/Senior High. When my dad came home that night I told him I felt the school would be good for me, that it offered structure and discipline I needed. Plus I was a legacy so I was guaranteed a spot. He kept going on and on, trying to get me interested in the academic opportunities and potential college connections. I asked him if we could enroll me there the next Monday. It was the first time I felt like he was impressed with me. I packed up the few things belonging to my mother and my brother, took only my necessities and left for boarding school the following week."

"I became the guy you met. The guy that everyone hated. It was ok with me, it kept me safe and insulated. Bonus turned out to that some guys are really turned on by the attitude and poor behavior. Ugh"

Sebastian was quiet for a few minutes. His throat hurt from talking. When he looked up, Dave was crying. He reached up and whipped away some of his tears. His own tears were captured in Dave's shirt.

"Normally I only date guys that are just the opposite of you, because I have a pathological need to feel in control at all times...but with you…with you, I could easily lose that control and you could hurt me, not physically I'm sure, although maybe… but more emotionally…I always try to stay away from anyone that I could actually form a bond with, but then you came in the bar that night and I saw you trying to hide and blend in while you looked around. I saw you notice me and I knew when you worked up the courage to come over to me that I could get lost...that I could get hurt…so I froze up. I took the coward's way out and I said untrue hurtful things just to protect myself and I am so, so, so sorry!"

"Don't Seb! Please baby just let that night go. I-I want to pretend it never happened and just start over, here and now, just you and me, please?" Dave needed Sebastian to understand he meant every word.

"My little brother always called me Seb," he gave Dave a watery smile.

"Do you want me to call you something else? I didn't know."

"No, I like it when you say it. Will you, will you kiss me D?"

"God yes! I have been wanting to do that for the last hour." Dave leaned in and gently pulled Seb up to meet in the middle. The kiss started out soft, but turned desperate. Dave was desperate to show Sebastian that love and affection didn't have to hurt, that he was worthy of both. Sebastian was desperate to feel something real, to put the past behind him.

The boys broke apart when the need for air became too great. Foreheads resting against each other; both breathing heavy. "I need to go home for a bit D, but I will be back, if that's ok?" the Warbler whispered against the jocks lips before kissing him again.

"Ok, will you be back by 6? My dad should be here by then."

"I should be back sooner but definitely by then. Do you need me to bring you anything?"

"No, the only thing I need right now is you," Dave chuckled.

"Ahhh, the sappy-ness begins!" Seb groaned.

Neither boy moved for another few minutes. They just starred at each other, both lost in their own thoughts. Sebastian finally moved away, climbing off the bed and stretching. Dave's breath caught loudly.

"You better get going otherwise I'm gonna have to drag you back to bed," Dave wiggled his eyebrows. Seb started laughing, "What the hell was that?"

Dave laughed too, glad to see the tension in the beautiful boy before him start to melt away, "I have no idea. I was tryin' to bring sexy back?"

Seb shook his head, "what am I going to do with you?" He leaned down and kissed the boy, "you're already sexy enough." He then grabbed his clothes and headed for the bathroom. He didn't miss the huge smile that broke out on Dave face.