Blaine sat on the stand. He had to admit, sitting up there was quite intimidating. It was too high he thought. Mr. Kramer stood up and walked warmly over to Blaine. He smiled.

"Blaine, could you please explain to the jury what happened on the morning of June 4th and the night of June 21st? Please, take your time."

Blaine cleared his throat and began. "Well, Kurt and I came to my parents house to spend two weeks there because they were away. They go away the same time every year and they never come back before the three months are up. My... father..." he struggled to even call him that "...came back at about 2 in the morning after Kurt and I had fallen asleep on the couch. He was surprised to say the least."

"Why was he surprised Blaine?"

"Because Kurt was there. Because I had a boy over."

Mr. Anderson twisted his hands as they rested on the table.

"What happened next?"

He looked over to Kurt who nodded gently.

"He started saying that Kurt was a disgrace and that he made me gay and then he... he hit Kurt in the face." There were a few shifting seats in the audience. "He pushed me down and I hit my head so I don't really know what happened next."

"I do." replied Mr. Kramer who took out some photographs and held them up. They were of Kurt's battered torso and bruised neck. "Mr. Anderson proceeded to kick, punch and choke Mr. Hummel into unconsciousness."

"Objection Your Honour!" the defense attorney claimed.

Mr. Kramer turned around in disbelief.

"As disturbing as those pictures are, how are we to know those injuries weren't obtained by somebody else. The school bully?"

Kurt just exhaled in exhaustion and frustration.

Kramer almost laughed. "Are you serious?"

"Mr. Kramer, settle down. Sustained."

The audience began to chatter. "Order! Please continue, Mr. Anderson."

Blaine glanced up at the judge to make sure he could speak then at Mr. Kramer who motioned for him to do so.

"Um, the next thing I remembered was Kurt lying beside me surrounded by glass and it... um, it became clear to me that he had been thrown through the table."

"Thank you, Blaine. Can you please move on to the evening of June 21st?"

"Of course. Well, um, Kurt's stepbrother, Finn and I took Kurt to the store to get some bandages. Finn and I went in ahead of Kurt and when I looked back out he was gone. We ran outside and around to the back of the store. I saw somebody, but I immediately heard tires screeching and I turned around to see..." he simply pointed towards his father "... his car."

"How could you tell it was his car?"

"That stupid license plate which I told him not to get; 'B1G BUX'." He turned to the defendant. "Bet you wish you hadn't got it now."

"Objection! Proof?"

"He just told you the license plate number."

"He's seen that license plate dozens of times. He could just be placing it at the scene."

Mr. Kramer got angry. "Why would he do that, Bill. Huh?"

It was clear that these two lawyers had a long history together.

"Gentleman. Knock it off! Sustained."

Mr. Kramer turned back to Blaine. "What happened next?"

"I ran back around to see... Kurt sitting against the wall holding his neck and his... his heart." He paused for a moment.

"Take your time, buddy."

This helped Blaine. "He passed out and his hand fell so we could make out an 'X' c-carved into his chest."

A single tear fell down his cheek and the people in the courtroom began to talk again.

"Order! Order!"

"Then we rang the ambulance."

"Thank you, Blaine. No further questions, Your Honour."

Mr. Kramer sat down and the other attorney known as Bill stood up.

"Mr. Anderson, in your statement you said that your boyfriend, Mr. Hummel here, was thrown through a glass table." He said that as respectfully as he could.

"Yes."

"We have a report from the housecleaner the next day that the house was in pristine condition. No glass, no smashed table and no blood which I would have imagined there would be quite a lot of."

"Well, if you may not have noticed he is quite a rich man. He could easily hire cleaners."

"In the space of eight hours? I don't think so."

"Well, it's a good thing you're thoughts don't count, isn't it?" Blaine smugly said as the court room laughed and Kurt smiled at Blaine's wink he shot his way. The judge even snickered before returning to 'authority mode'.

"Mr. Anderson, please just answer the questions."

"Mr. Anderson, why did you not take Mr. Hummel directly to the hospital?"

"Kurt didn't want to worry his Dad."

"I see. And why didn't you take him to the nearest store instead of the one situated in a more dangerous part of Ohio?"

"Carole works in the store closer to us. He didn't want to alarm her."

"Carole?"

"Kurt's stepmom. And by the way, Toledo is just as safe as Lima. It wasn't some random act of violence, it was that animal right there." He pointed to his father.

Bill looked back to his client then to Blaine again.

"You don't like your father very much do you?"

"He was tolderable until two weeks ago." When the first incident happened.

Bill continued as if he didn't hear Blaine's answer.

"He always wanted more from you. He pushed you too hard as a kid. He wanted you to be number one and you got sick of it. You wanted to make him stop so you made up a story and used an attack as an excuse to make him go away."

"An excuse!" Blaine raised his voice and Kurt could feel a lump in his throat. "I used my boyfriend getting attacked, beaten to a pulp and cut up as an excuse ?" Kurt winced at the more harsh words his boyfriend used as opposed to normal, but he knew the cause. Blaine continued. "No 'Bill'. The moment I started hating my father was the moment he attacked me and my boyfriend for living, simple as that. So you can take your pay check and rest easy knowing that you have money well earned in your back pocket, money given to you by a homophobic tyrant who I will no longer call my father."

There was silence for a few moments before the whole room erupted in applause. Kurt didn't think he could ever love someone as much as he loved Blaine right now. Burt squeezed his shoulder and Carole took his hand lovingly. Finn leaned forward and whispered in his ear.

"He's a keeper, dude."

Kurt laughed and looked back at Blaine who was walking towards him and who eventually sat beside him. They both embraced. Bill looked irate and his anger would only carry on over to his next witness.

"Would Mr. Hummel please approach the bench?"

TBC