Blaine Anderson was the go to person when things needed to be fixed. He realized that at an early age. Whenever Cooper got in trouble with his parents he tried to smooth it out by making up some excuse to cover for his brother. When he was seven Blaine remembered the time he was awoken in the middle of the night by his parents yelling and screaming at his brother. He rushed down the stairs to see what the commotion was about. Cooper had borrowed the car and ended up scratching it when he parked it in the driveway. Like always Blaine made up some excuse that he had left something lying in the garage that probably scratched the car, it wasn't due to his brother's carelessness. His parents gave him and stern warning and they all went back to sleep as if nothing happened.

In high school he tried his hardest to fix the issue Kurt had with Karofsky. The only logically solution in Kurt's mind was to switch schools. When Kurt returned to McKinley, Blaine kept in contact with his boyfriend. He even gave up a great education at Dalton to be by his side. When Kurt auditioned for NYADA and didn't get in Blaine stood by his side. He even pushed him to follow his dreams to New York even though he didn't have a plan. Even after they broke up Blaine stood by his side when Burt was diagnosed with cancer. He was a fixer, someone you could always depend and count on, no questions asked.

During senior year his project was Sam. Running for student body president together brought them closer than either one expected. Sam was a rock by his side when he broke up with Kurt. He kept pushing him and everyone away but Sam didn't budge. When Sam received the news about his SAT scores it was Blaine that found Miss Pillsbury and asked her to show Sam alternative schools that would except him despite his grades. Instead of an entrance essay it was Blaine who recruited all their friends to participate in the video essay. A part of Blaine secretly believed that he was a reason why Sam was attending Brooklyn Tech.

It came as no surprise to Blaine that he was currently lying on Tina's bed with the girl curled into his arms sobbing incoherently into his chest. He did his best to calm her down by rubbing her back or soothing out her hair but all of his old tricks weren't working.

"I fucked up," she choked out between sobs that rocked her body into Blaine's.

"Everything is fine Tay," he reassured her and pulled her head out from under his chin. "Look at me."

"I can't," she told him and closed her eyes.

"Tina," he barked which caused Tina to open her eyes and look into his eyes. "I love you, you're my best friend in this entire world. As is Sam. You are blowing this way out of proportion."

"No I'm not!" She cried. "How am I supposed to face him now? We live together and God we're doing the play together. How am I supposed to kiss him and not feel stupid every time I do it?"

"That's the beauty of acting," Blaine tried to crack a joke that got Tina to faintly smile.

"What time is it?" She quickly changed the subject.

Blaine untangled himself from his friend and grabbed his phone off the nightstand. "Just past six."

"Ugh," she groaned and threw herself on her back. "Did he come home last night?"

"No idea," he shrugged. "We got home around four and you've been crying ever since."

Tina froze and grabbed Blaine's hand in fright when her bedroom door opened. Sam strutted in and plopped himself on the edge of the bed between his friend's feet. Tina ran her hand through her hair and wiped the reminisce of tears away from her eyes.

"So this is where the party continued," Sam joked. "If I knew we were having a slumber party I would've come home sooner."

"Funny," Tina responded dryly and looked over at Blaine for support.

"Ok," Sam let out slowly and stood up. "I'm going to sleep now. Blaine you staying here?"

Blaine sat up and looked behind him at Tina who still looked devastated. Then he looked over at Sam who just raised a curious eyebrow at him.

"Go," Tina urged him. "I kept you up all night, get some sleep. I'm gonna head to the gym."

"You sure?" Blaine asked, worried.

"Positive," she nodded. "I need to be alone for a while."

"Breakfast when you get home?" Sam asked interrupting their personal public conversation.

"Totally," she agreed.

Tina never thought of herself as a gym rat but after dating Mike for almost two years it did rub off on her. She lived in a city that was covered with gyms on almost every block. It had become her morning routine since she moved. It started off as a way to get rid of the excess stress that came with finals and her annoying roommate. Today she needed to use the punching bag to take out her anger out on. Ultimately she was more upset with herself then anyone else. She didn't picture Sam or even Brittany she pictured her eighteen year old self laughing at her. Where had she gone? She was newly single and filled with confidence. No one could stop her and tell her no.

"Breakfast!" Tina called to the boys when she got home. "I've got bagels!"

"I love you," Blaine gushed and kissed her cheek as he stole a bagel. "How was the gym?"

"Good," she told him. "Really good actually. I think I had a break through."

"How have we lived in this city for almost a year now and we've never gone to the gym together?" Sam questioned and chewed at his bagel.

"You couldn't keep up with me," she teased and poured herself a glass of orange juice.

Blaine sat next to Tina and just smirked at her. He leaned closer to her, hoping Sam wouldn't hear him. "You were gone for two hours, what the hell happened?"

Tina leaned back in her chair and sighed. "I had a break through."

"No idea what you two weirdos are talking about," Sam shrugged and went back to eating his breakfast.

"Nothing," she waved the comment off. "How was last night with Brittany?"

"Tina!"

"No Blaine it's okay," Sam reassured him. "It was fine. We spent the whole party talking, well, when she wasn't being pulled in a million directions by everyone else. She's really enjoying Boston and school actually. She's actually dating some guy that goes to school with her."

"She has a boyfriend?" Tina asked, shocked and almost choking on her breakfast.

"Yea, they met at freshmen orientation. She said that he's a math major from Rhode Island," Sam answered with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. "Derek I think she said his name is. Everyone knew about him expect me I guess."

"Uh, interesting," Blaine groaned around his coffee cup. "Everything okay between the two of you though?"

"Yea," he nodded enthusiastically. "We got our proper ending, a real goodbye."

Tina didn't miss the subtle looks that Blaine gave her as Sam spoke. The little smirk on his lips or a twinkle in his eye that Tina just had to roll her eyes at.

"You wanted to see me Steph?" Sam asked his director that Monday morning.

"I know we haven't spoken a lot but I just wanted to touch base with you," she eased his worries and pointed to the chair beside her, letting him know that she wanted him to sit down.

"About?" He asked a little skeptical as he sat down.

"There's a reason why I haven't rehearsed the big sex scene between you and Tina," she laughed as she saw Sam let out a small sigh of relief. "I want it to feel and look organic and natural. I don't know your relationship with Tina but I think I'm safe when I say that you haven't kissed her before, right?"

"Right."

"Good. The camping scene is a turning point in this story," she explained. "I want Elena and Dominic's first time to wow the audience. I want them to feel like it's their first time too. You understand?"

"Sorta," he responded shakily. "Let me try to comprehend this. You've been putting off this scene because you want my first kiss with Tina to reflect the importance of what we're actually doing."

"Yes!" She exclaimed excitingly. "Our opening night is just four days away and I can already feel like sexual tension between you and Tina so I'm excited so see it explode on stage on Friday."

Sam looked at Stephanie strangely as Tina walked passed him with Pepper and Torrance is tow. She flashed him a smile and quickly waved to him as she passed. Sam felt his heart skip a beat as he shook his head of thoughts he didn't want to think.

"So I can count on you Friday night?" Stephanie asked.

"Of course," he reassured her.