Hey guys! Sorry I've been away for so long! School and work tend to take over my life pretty quickly, and I also had a bit of writers block. I ended up writing another fic called "Nightshift",so also take a look at that if you have the time! I really hope you guys like this chapter! It's a fluff chapter but it's super important! I also finally added a musical number (I KNOW RIGHT? HOW DID IT TAKE ME THIS LONG?) The song is called "I Got You" by Leona Lewis so take a look at that as well! As always, reviews are like crack to me, especially honest ones, so never fear to tell me what you think! Also, I'm looking for a beta! Any takers? Thanks you guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, it's characters or setting. Ryan Murphy has all of that to himself. I also do not own "I Got You" by Leona Lewis, as she and her recording compony have that one in her back pocket.

Chapter 9

Sam

Sam's sleeping schedule was a mess. Ever since he left the hospital Sam could't get an easy nights rest, and to be honest it was kind of annoying him now. He had shifted restlessly in his bed for almost four hours with no avail. Sam looked at the clock. 6:17am. Recognizing defeat Sam sat on the edge of his bed and checked his phone to find nothing. He fell asleep texting Quinn, who hand't responded yet, as she was probably getting ready and Mike would be texting him any minute to make sure Sam was actually going to school today.

Sam sighed and wandered into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. Sure he looked a little thin, but comas tend to have that effect on people the doctor had said. He was just lacking a proper nutritional cycle for the past three months and he was still playing catch up. Food wasn't a problem for Sam though, he still ate like he was going to die if he didn't shove as much food as he could into his mouth and his mother was definitely an advocate of making sure Sam was fed until he felt like he was going to explode, and Blaine did the same when Sam left the house.

After a quick look in the mirror, and a shower Sam went back to his room and checked his phone again. Quinn, Mike, Blaine and oddly Santana, had all text him.

Quinn:

Morning doll! Heading to school soon! See you in Shuester's class!

Mike:

Sam! Excited for today? You better be going or I'll have Blaine at your house in three seconds.

Sam chuckled. He knew Mike wasn't lying either. If anyone was more excited about his return to McKinley today than Mike, it was Blaine.

Blaine:

You better be awake. Michael said I have to be at your house in 20 minutes and drag you to school in your pajamas if I have to.

Sam laughed again and checked the time. He was still good for another 15 minutes.

Santana:

Hey Lisa Rinna, you and your Hobbit friend better be in school today. It's been too long since I had to be careful walking down the hallways in fear that your lips would suffocate the entire student body.

Sam responded to all four texts, telling Quinn, Mike and Santana that he would be at school today, and sending one to Blaine telling him that he would never drag Sam to school in his pajamas.

Sam stared at Blaine's name in his phone. How was it that in four months Blaine had become one most important people in his life? He was there when he woke up from the coma, he stayed with Sam all through the physical therapy and now he was making sure that he was going to school. Sam knew that something had happened while he was asleep, but every time he brought it up Blaine, Mike and Quinn all told him it was no big deal. It was insane how important Blaine was to Sam, but all that Sam dreamed about the whole time he was in the coma was Blaine. How he and Blaine were to be happy and together. It was such an odd feeling. Whenever Blaine came up in Sam's dreams, his whole body suddenly felt so warm. As soon as Sam woke up, he just wanted to see Blaine, and there he was. At that moment Sam knew what he was feeling, but he pushed it off. There was no way such a strong feeling was possible in so little time.

The horn outside of Sam's house signaled Blaine's arrival. Sam grabbed his bag and walked downstairs. His kissed his mother goodbye, and walked out the door to Blaine's car. When he opened the door, Blaine looked up from his phone and grinned broadly.

Sam jumped in the car and greeted Blaine happily.

"Hey!"

"How are you?" Blaine said enthusiastically.

"I'm good." Sam responded as Blaine accelerated. "Just a little nervous."

"Ah, you shouldn't be. They put Azimio and his thugs away for a long time. Besides, I'll be with you almost all day. I won't let anything happen to you." he was intensely serious.

Sam smiled. "I already told you Blaine, I'll be fine." Blaine wasn't convinced though, Sam could see it. "And Mike and Quinn will be around." Sam added to put Blaine at ease.

"If you say so." Blaine looked at Sam quickly.

"Why are you so worried?" Sam asked.

"I don't know…" Blaine said. "It was just really rough seeing you in that bed. I don't want it to happen again." Blaine looked sad. Sam got quiet, he didn't want his morning to start like this.

"I hear you have something special planned for Glee today. Tell me?" Sam said, changing the subject.

A smile was on Blaine's face in a second. "Oh…It's uh…. it's nothing. Santana, Mike, Quinn and I are doing it. That's all you get."

"That's why Santana text me this morning…" Sam said, solving the mystery aloud.

"Yeah. She told me if I let you skip she was going feed me to Finn." Blaine said pulling into the parking lot, parking right next to Puck's blue pickup.

"Are you sure you're going to be alright?" Blaine asked, staying put and looking at Sam.

"I promise. You can text me all day, and I'll see you in Shuester's class." He smiled brightly, hoping to life Blaine's spirits.

"Alright." Blaine said and they walked towards the school together. Sam's heart was beating way fast, and he could feel the sweat on his palms.

Just breathe Sam. Breathe.

Sam looked around. Every single person he walked by stared at him like he was some circus freak.

"Blaine. Do I have something on my face?" he whispered at Blaine. "Blaine." He repeated. Something was distracting him.

"No Samuel." Blaine half-smiled. "Everyone knows what happened. You've been all anyone has talked about for three months."

Sam's stomach dropped. He remembered that when he first came to McKinley he wanted nothing more than to be popular, but now that he had gained fame under the worst of circumstances, he didn't want it anymore. He just wanted to hide away in some empty room so all of the eyes would be taken off of him. Out of the crowd of gawking spectators Finn and Rachel appeared. Sam breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sam!" Rachel yelled, bringing more unwanted attention Sam's way. He could feel the warmth in his face as Rachel almost tackled him with a hug.

Damn, when did Rachel get so strong? Sam thought as Rachel almost suffocated him.

"It's so good to see you!" she said happily.

"You as well Rachel. How bad did you miss me?" he joked.

"How you doing Sam?" Finn said, shaking his hand.

"I'm good." Sam said honestly. "It's just a little weird when everyone is staring at you when you walk in somewhere."

"Oh that's no big deal." Rachel said. "When I walk into a place people stare at me as well. I think it's because they are realizing that a future star has just entered their lives and they need a moment to take in all of my talent."

"Yeah Rach." Finn said smiling. "I'm sure that's what it is."

Rachel pouted for a moment before Finn took her to class. They said their goodbyes to Sam and Blaine and were off.

"Rachel hasn't changed." Sam observed to Blaine, smiling.

"I don't think she ever will." Blaine laughed as he and Sam walked to Sam's English class. It was silent for the rest of the walk. Sam could feel something was about to happen. He looked at Blaine, who was sweating, and his eyes didn't seem to be focused on anything.

He's nervous. Sam noted. Why is he nervous? I already told him that I was going to be fine.

"Blaine. I'm going to be fine." Sam said as they stopped in front of the classroom. Blaine looked at him.

"I know." Blaine said looking at the ground. "I…just…."

"Blaine." Sam said. "Look at me."

Blaine looked up from the ground. His hazel eyes were full of concern and sadness. Sam forgot how amazing his eyes were. He remembered the first time he saw them. The goosebumps had returned. They attacked every inch of his body.

"I'll be fine Blaine." Sam said with a smile. Blaine still looked very uneasy. It was odd to Sam how his role was switched not that long ago. Sam remembered feeling so protective of Blaine, and walking through the school while people stared at Blaine.

Blaine sighed. "Alright." A smile was on his lips, Sam had made him feel better.

Mission accomplished Sam.

"But text me as much as you can!" He yelled as he walked away.

"I'll think about it!" Sam responded and the bell rang.

Sam's day went by in a huge blur. People stared. He texted Blaine, Mike and Quinn all day. Santana came up with a new name for his mouth, "Froggy Lips" that he was actually kind of alright with and Rory was apparently trying to get with Quinn. Overall, it was an odd day for Sam, but a good one.

The final bell rang finally dismissing Sam from Algebra and he found Mike waiting for him outside.

"Seriously dude, you have got to be a ninja."

"Woah, racist?" Mike said.

"Totally not racist. The fact that you are asian has nothing to do with your ability to walk around quieter than Beast from X-Men." Sam defended himself calmly as they walked towards the choir room.

"Nice save." Mike smiled. "Your lucky its your first day back. I'll let it slide."

"Oh thank you Mike!" Sam said in a dramatic voice, throwing his arm over his forehead, pretending to swoon. "Whatever would I do if you were angry at me?" Sam smiled, and Mike called him a rude name. When Sam and Mike entered the choir room everyone smiled and began applauding. It was odd, as most of the had seen Sam already, but the feeling made Sam feel warm inside. He couldn't help but smile.

"Welcome back Sam!" Mr. Shuester said as he patted Sam on the back. "It's wonderful to have you back!"

"It really is." Rachel said as she stood up. "On behalf of the whole club I would jut like to say that a certain amount of country twang has been missing.'' she smiled and the whole club cheered, except for Santana, who rolled her eyes.

Sam laughed and sat down between Brittany and Blaine.

"Now." Mr Shuester said."This weeks assignment is all about sticking by one another not matter what. I know that a couple of our members have something planned for Sam, so take it away guys." and he sat.

As the first sounds of the piano started Blaine stood up and began to sing, looking right at Sam.

A place to crash, I got you

No need to ask, I got you

Just get on the phone, I got you

Come and pick you up if I have to

Quinn stood up next, standing right next to Blaine and sang as well.

What's weird about it is we're right at the end

I'm mad about it, just figured it out in my head

I'm proud to say I got you

Now Santana was on her feet, joined by Quinn

Go ahead and say goodbye, I'll be alright

Go ahead and make me cry, I'll be alright

And when you need a place to run to

For better, for worse I got you, I got you

Mike was there right after Santana.

Ain't falling apart or bitter

Let's be bigger than that and remember

The cooling outdoor when you're all alone

Won't survive it, no drama, no need for a show

Just wanna say I got you

(Santana and Quinn)

Go ahead and say goodbye, I'll be alright

Go ahead and make me cry, I'll be alright

And when you need a place to run to

For better, for worse I got you

Go ahead and say goodbye, I'll be alright

Go ahead and make me cry, I'll be alright

And when you need a place to run to

For better, for worse, I got you

(Blaine)

'Cause this is love and life

And nothing we can both control

And if it don't feel right

You're not losing me by letting me know

(Santana)

Go ahead and say goodbye, I'll be alright

Go ahead and make me cry, I'll be alright

And when you need a place to run to

For better, for worse I got you

(Quinn)

Go ahead and say goodbye, I'll be alright

Go ahead and make me cry, I'll be alright

And when you need a place to run to

For better, for worse I got you

(Mike)

A place to crash, I got you

No need to ask, I got you

Sam was pretty sure Brittany was more enthusiastic about the performance than he was. Sam was so happy he couldn't explain it. He got up and hugged every single one of them, even Santana, who had a smile on her face.

"Thank you guys so much!" Sam said.

"It was all Gollum's idea." Santana said, pointing at Blaine.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "I just wanted to let you know that we are all here for you Samuel." Blaine said, slightly red but still smiling. Sam felt instant butterflies.

"And you all did an amazing job!" Mr. Shuester said striding to the middle of the room.

"I agree. It was an excellent choice!" Tina said as everyone returned to their seats.

The rest of Glee went by with Shuester going over possible ideas for Sectionals. Sam really tried to pay attention, but Blaine was right next to him. It was always difficult for Sam to pay attention when Blaine was so close. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating, and just the fact that he was present made Sam's stomach feel like he was skydiving.

When they were finally released Sam was walking towards the door when he was cut off by Quinn.

"Doll," she said with a smile. "You can't leave yet."

Sam was confused. "Uh…why?"

"Because you have some business to attend to." She whispered and looked over Sam's shoulder.

Sam turned around to see Blaine standing there, waiting for him. Whatever Blaine had planned this time he had Quinn as a cohort.

"Sam…." Blaine breathed. He was sweating again.

Nervous again? Sam thought. I made it through the whole day. There's no other way I could get hurt again.

"You didn't use my full name Blainey." Sam teased.

"Oh…" Blaine was looking down. "I'm….um…..I'm sorry."

"Is everything alright Blaine?" Sam asked. He was starting to feel concerned. Blaine wasn't the bravest out there, but he normally had better speech skills. He looked for Quinn, but she was gone. Everyone was gone.

"Uh… yeah." He walked towards Sam slowly. Almost like he was concentrating very hard on not falling over. Finally he got about a foot away from Sam before he stopped.

"You are the best thing to happen to me since I got here." He said looking at Sam. His eyes were honest and venerable. "I honestly wish I were half the person you are." Sam's body was numb. His mind was so full he couldn't concentrate on anything but controlling his now rapid breathing.

"You are so brave, and lately you have made me realize that I have so much more work to do on myself. I want to know you more. I want you to know me more. I want to know what you love and what you hate. What makes you happy and what makes you angry. I want to know everything there is to know about Samuel Evans." Blaine's eyes were full of tears. He stepped forward and grabbed Sam's hands. Sam had instant goosebumps. He was sure that his heart had exploded by now.

"So…" Blaine said as he took another step at Sam. "As a first step at becoming more brave myself," He paused. Sam found himself with a smile on his face. "I would like to ask you on a date Samuel." Blaine was literally holding his breath.

"About damn time Blaine." Sam smiled, and he pulled Blaine into him. Finally their lips met again. Sam had waited for this day ever since the day in the park. This time Blaine, didn't taste like celery or show any signs of moving away. Instead he tasted like mint, and was very much planning on sticking around. Sam felt every part of Blaine as they melted together for the few seconds they were connected. Finally Sam pulled away.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Sam said, and Blaine chuckled. Sam had never felt so happy in his entire life.