Hello to all my beautiful readers!

If any of you are still with me...I can't thank you enough! I'm so so so so sorry for the delay in this chapter. I have been fighting the WORST writer's block (as you can probably tell), and I have been trying to figure out where this story is going. Please, I can't tell you enough, how much all of you mean to me. I am going to try my hardest to finish this story, because I HATE it when stories are unfinished. So please tell me what you think and if you think I should continue!

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Free2BeMee

He was waiting…but waiting for whom? Blaine blinked and opened his eyes. He was in Mister Kurt's apartment, so he must be waiting for Mister Kurt….yes that had to be it. Waiting for Mister Kurt…waiting for Mister Kurt to come home from work…just like every day since he'd been taken in. But something wasn't right…something felt off to Blaine as he wandered through Mister Kurt's apartment….No, he'd finished his chores…Audrey was napping in her crib…it wasn't that. Blaine shook his head, "stop worrying" he told himself as he made his way back to the living room. He grabbed a book off of the shelf and curled up on the couch – 3:45 – just over an hour until Mister Kurt would be home.

"What the HELL do you think you're doing?!" Blaine heard – he must have fallen asleep.

"I-I'm sorry, Mister Kurt" he stammered…wait; Mister Kurt didn't talk to him like that…Blaine shivered as he looked up. Instead of stunningly blue eyes filled with warmth, he was met with menacing, vivid green. That could only mean 1 thing…

"Miss me, little b-"

"Blaine! Blaine! Blaine!" Kurt cried as he tried to shake Blaine out of his slumber. He had awoken to a scream, followed by whimpers. He literally bounded out of bed, and scrambled towards the source of the crying. He found Blaine completely frozen in his bed. He bit off a whimper as Kurt tried to rouse him once more. "Blaine! Honey…please, wake up," Kurt begged. He sighed as Blaine awoke with another cry, eyes wide and slightly unfocused.

"Mister K-Kurt?" Blaine asked. Kurt watched as his eyes came into focus; he smiled, hoping to show the younger man he wasn't upset – no such luck. "Please, Mister Kurt," Blaine stammered, cringing away from the older Dom, "Sir, I-I am so sorry. I…I didn't mean to wake you. Sir…please, I never mea-"

"Blaine…Sweetie, no" Kurt interrupted, "I'm not mad, love." He ran his fingers through Blaine's hair, hoping to calm the distraught sub, "I could never be angry with you…especially if you can't help it. You had a nightmare…love." He smiled to himself as Blaine began to calm, his shivers subsiding, and he cuddled closer to Kurt. "Blaine…Love, does this happen often?"

"Y-yes, Mister Kurt…almost every night," Blaine replied mostly to the mattress.

"Every night?!" Kurt exclaimed. Blaine had been with him for about a week now…and if he was having these nightmares every night… "Oh, Blaine…why didn't you tell me?"

"I-I didn't want to disturb you, Sir…you shouldn't have to deal with this…it's my problem, Mister Kurt…not yours."

"No, Love…I always want you to come to me with things like this, alright?" Blaine nodded into Kurt's chest. He felt, rather than heard Blaine mumble into his chest. "What was that, Honey?" he prodded.

"W-would it be okay…I mean…if y-you don't mind…c-could I maybe stay with you?" Blaine asked quietly. "I-I could just sleep on the floor, Sir, I would hate to intrude."

Kurt smiled, proud of his sub for asking him for something he needed. "Of course you can! Blaine! I'm so proud of you! I would love to have you stay with me…and there is absolutely NO way I am letting you sleep on the floor…now way, no how. You can stay in the bed." Blaine's eyes widened in shock, "And…if you feel uncomfortable, I can stay on the floor…but I promise you, love. It'll be only sleeping…no debt to repay, alright? No worries…" He was practically gleeful as he led Blaine across the hallway to his bedroom.

"Stupid…stupid," Blaine berated himself as he followed Mister Kurt out of his bedroom. He knew how this would go. He knew the price of staying in his Master's bed. "Just…don't freak out" he said to himself, "Remember…you asked for this…and it's Mister Kurt. He would NEVER do anything to hurt you." He repeated to himself as he crawled into bed next to the older Dom. He stiffened as he felt Mister Kurt curl into him, and melt his body to fit Blaine's.

"Sweet dreams, Blaine" Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear as he fell asleep once more. Soon, Blaine realized that Mister Kurt had truly meant to only sleep, and he too was taken over by his exhaustion.

Blaine awoke the next morning the most rested he had felt since…ever. He yawned and stretched, slowly waking up. He hadn't had a single nightmare since Mister Kurt had allowed him to sleep in bed with him. He hadn't had a nightmare-less night since he had gone to live with Master, so he greatly welcomed the reprieve. He was shaken out of his thoughts as he heard Audrey giggling from the kitchen. Jumping out of bed, he scrambled towards the kitchen to find Mister Kurt feeding his…their…? daughter, or at least attempting to. He smiled to himself as Mister Kurt tried to feed Audrey applesauce, but she was not having it, which ultimately resulted in Mister Kurt simply making faces and getting applesauce all over Audrey's face, causing both she and Mister Kurt to howl in laughter. "Here, let me help you, Mister Kurt" Blaine gently prodded, taking the spoon from the laughing Dom.

"Thanks…Blaine!" Kurt cried between gasps for air. He gladly handed Blaine the spoon, and moved to pour himself a cup of coffee. "How'd you sleep, Blaine?"

"Very well, thank you, Mister Kurt," Blaine replied, while feeding Audrey. "Thank you so much for allowing me to share your bed, Sir. I…I haven't slept that well in many many years."

Kurt's heart swelled as Blaine flashed him a dazzling smile, "Good, I'm glad…I was thinking…maybe we should make it a permanent thing…ya know? To help keep your nightmare's away…what do you think, Beautiful?"

"Y-you wouldn't mind, Sir? I-I wouldn't want to intrude…"Blaine responded.

"Never, Beautiful…I always want you with me. And I slept better than I have in a long time too" Kurt replied with a wink. "Now…unfortunately, I need to get ready to go to work. You'll be alright, here, won't you?"

"Of course, Mister Kurt," Blaine replied, "Go and save the fashion world, Sir."

"Cheeky boy…" Kurt retorted as he turned and left the kitchen. Smiling to himself as he heard Blaine beginning to sing with Audrey.

Kurt was still smiling to himself as he walked home that evening from work. It had been a good day – Blaine was healing…he was coming into himself more. He had allowed Kurt to hold him while they slept…it had warmed Kurt from the inside out. His priorities had changed so drastically of the last week, that he could hardly imagine his life without Blaine and Audrey anymore. His smile faded, however, as he entered the apartment, and didn't find Blaine in the living room.

Over the past week, Kurt had convinced Blaine that he did not have to work every second, and that he was allowed to entertain himself…watch television, read…whatever he liked. Eventually, Blaine found the Harry Potter series, and was enthralled – causing Kurt to find him completely enraptured into a different novel upon his arrival in the evenings.

So when he entered his apartment, and did not find Blaine and Audrey in the living room, pining over the third installment in the series, his mind immediately flashed back to the first day he had brought Blaine home and found him furiously scrubbing the bathroom.

"Blaine?" he called down the hallway, "Love, are you here?" He heard a sound coming from the bathroom, and so he made his way towards the back of the apartment. What he found broke his heart. Blaine was hunched over the toilet as he dry heaved.

"Mister Kurt! I-I didn't realize you were home!" he cried, retching over the toilet once more.

"Oh Love..." Kurt cooed, "What happened? How long has this been going on?"

"Um…all day, Sir" Blaine whispered, "I-I don't know what happened…after breakfast, I wasn't feeling too well, so I put Audrey down, and I haven't moved since." Once more, he lost the battle, and heaved into the toilet.

"Oh Beautiful…I'm so sorry...I'll call a doctor, and have them come look at you tomorrow. Do you think you'll be sick anymore?"

"Um…no, Sir. I haven't actually thrown anything up for a couple of hours now," Blaine responded.

"Come on, Love…let's get you into bed." Kurt soothed, lifting Blaine and placing him into their bed. "Sleep, Beautiful…we'll get this all sorted out tomorrow."

Hi lovelies,

What did you think? Is there anyone interested in me continuing this story? Because it is seriously like pulling teeth to get me to write right now, but I will try my hardest if you all want me to continue, so please let me know!

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