A.N.: Sooo…finals over…looks like I made it for now…finally I can focus on writing again…*g*

I totally loved this week's episode *squee* I totally died when I heard the "Excuse me…" *melts*

Chapter Notes: In this one we have Burt who is just himself loving his son, naturally, no matter what and another father who has a lot of trouble coming to terms with everything…hope this chapter actually manages to get that message across…huh…well doesn't matter I hope you'll like it :D

Enjoy :D

"Dad…" Kurt said weakly as he saw his father walking towards him, Finn, Wes, David and the others on his trail.

"Hey kid." Burt said pulling his sobbing son into a tight embrace.

Everybody else was just watching them. Their friends with soft and affectionate expressions and some of the hospital employees that remembered how fierce the two could be, surprised by the sudden gentleness they displayed.

"Is Blaine…Is he…" Burt asked, not quite knowing how to phrase the question.

Kurt pulled back a little, looking at his father through tearfilled eyes.

"No no no…he's fine…Blaine's fine…he's with his dad now…I just…I'm so tired and happy and…and…" he broke off, at a loss for words.

Burt smiled reassuringly.

"It's ok kid. Everything is gonna be ok now I promise. I got you." he said softly.

Kurt was asleep within seconds slumping against his father, the exhaustion of the past week overtaking him. Burt smiled at the boy in his arms, holding him safely so he wouldn't fall to the floor. Sitting down carefully, motioning for Finn to help him lie Kurt down, he silently vowed that he would make everything ok for the two boys, no matter what it'd cost him. Kurt deserved it. And so did Blaine.

Sitting down next to his son, seeing as everyone of their rather large group sat down, Carole offering to get them some coffee, with Rachel's and Finn's help, Burt eyed the hallway warily. He would really love to know what Blaine and his father were talking about at the moment.

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At the same time in Blaine's room…

"Son…We need to talk."

After saying that he just moved closer to Blaine, sitting down next to him, not quite knowing where to start. Blaine, who was growing slightly nervous, took that from him.

"Where…where is mum?"

His father looked up with an unreadable expression in his face.

"She doesn't know that you're awake…"

"She…" Blaine started, stopping again as he realized he didn't really know what to say to that.

There was another moment of silence after that. Then

"You really love him don't you?" Jonathan asked, looking into Blaine's eyes.

"More than everything else." Blaine replied with a sincerity that impressed his father.

"He loves you too you know? He threatened me…and your mother…said that if we would not make sure you were ok he would not have anything to lose anymore…and that we didn't want to be up against that…"

Blaine smiled at that, deep adoration for his fiancé flooding through him warmly.

"Yeah…" he chuckled "That's my Kurt."

"I met his father, too…he hit me…telling me that he would not let me destroy his son's life because I was an ignorant dick…"

Blaine raised an eyebrow and his father chuckled lowly.

"I'm paraphrasing…"

For a short moment the two men just enjoyed the calmness that flooded through the room. For the first time in years, there was no tension, no hateful words, just the two of them again.

"I was impressed though…by both of them…seeing Kurt's father, a person I looked down on, fight for his son so selflessly, his son who had not long before did the same for you…I…I started to feel so very stupid…" the older Anderson confessed.

Blaine listened curiously. He still had no idea what had gone down while he had been under and he really wanted to know why his father wasn't trying to drag him onto the next plane and away from Kurt.

Not that he was complaining.

"And those two friends of you…that asian kid and the black dude? Wes and David if I remember correctly…they were very persistent…and you weren't waking up." There was pain in his eyes now, which Blaine took in with surprise. "I…I asked them to tell the b…Kurt to come over…I just wanted you to wake up….and for him you did…" Jonathan shook his head in disbelief. "After all the doctors had tried, all your mother and I…even your friends had tried, all it took for you to come back was him…" he drifted off into a contemplative silence, and Blaine watched him carefully.

He didn't want to get his hopes up, but he couldn't help but feel that something within his father had changed. Whatever it had been, something had shaken him up good and maybe, just maybe made him see that Blaine was still his son, no matter who he was in love with.

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Not far away from them Kurt woke up to the smell of coffee and cupcakes. Smiling gratefully he took one and looked around at his makeshift family, his eyes drifting over the familiar faces.

Mercedes, who had become his best (female) friend so soon after they had met in Glee club and had stayed true to him through all the years.

Finn, who had developed from a boy with slight homophobic tendencies to the best brother anyone could have ever asked for.

Puck, who, by extension, was almost just as much his brother as Finn was.

Carole, who, although no one could ever replace his mother, had become like a second mother to him.

Lauren, Artie, Brittany, Quinn, Santana, Tina, Mike and Sam, all of who had built their friendship through Glee and they had never lost the connection that they had made in those years at McKinley High. He even knew that Mr. Schuester and his wife Emma would be there if they could, for Mr. Schuester had grown to love his kids so much, that after they had graduated he had quit coaching Glee club to try Broadway, where he was now reasonably successful.

Wes and David, who had been Blaine's friends long before Kurt had come to mess up their perfectly well ordered lives and turn everything upside down and nonetheless taken him in and supported him whenever he had needed them. The other Warblers were closer to Blaine than they were to Kurt, but he knew that he could count on them too.

Rachel, who had been his fiercest rival in everything right from the beginning: First it had been solos in Glee club later on the love of Finn and even Blaine. Fighting with each other had made them stronger each time and they had formed a thorough bond over the years.

He couldn't believe that they were all here. Looking at their smiling faces formed a lump in his throat and his vision blurred with happy tears, before he turned to look at his dad.

They had been through so many things, good and bad: His mother's death, Burt's heart attack, Kurt being gay, Burt's marriage with Carole, Kurt meeting Blaine, Finn and Rachel getting married and Burt becoming a grandfather and now Blaine being sick. Now Kurt was living in New York and Burt was still living in Ohio. Many things were different now, but one thing would never change, they would always know that no matter what, they would always have each other.

Kurt put his coffee aside carefully and hugged his father.

"Thank you dad…for everything…" he whispered softly, before pulling back to look at his family.

"Thank all of you…I don't know what we…what I would have done without you…I'm so glad to have you…I will keep thanking whoever or whatever it was that made me meet all of you."

That earned him a lot of 'Awww's and a seemingly neverending group hug.

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"Can you tell me about him?" Blaine's father suddenly asked, startling Blaine from his thoughts.

He knew immediately who his father was talking about, but he eyed him unsurely.

"Please…I…this boy has changed your life Blaine…and he means a lot to you, whether I like that or not…I could see it every time you as much as looked at him, feel it in the way you always protected him, and I can see it right now, in the way your whole expression changes when you just think of him. I know I haven't been the most supportive…"

Blaine snorted at that, but his father chose to ignore it.

"…but…if Kurt and his father showed me something then it is that it is possibly to care about someone else more than about oneself…so the least I can do is try…and I would love to learn more about the boy that can make you glow with happiness just by thinking of him and pull you out of a coma where all of the most modern medicine failed."

Blaine's hazel eyes found his father's and he searched for any indication of mockery any indication that this wasn't real, but all he found was sincere curiousness and…fear? And some emotion he couldn't quite put a name to. He realized that his father was torn between what he had come to believe was right his whole life and what Kurt and Burt had showed him.

"Well what…what do you want to know?" the younger man asked tentatively.

"Umm…" it was evident that Jonathan hadn't thought about that and he was a little taken aback by the question. "I don't…know…erm…everything?"

It was new to Blaine to find his father to be at a loss for words and this wasn't even the first time today.

"Tell me how you…came to be…what kind of person he is…just…why…" he drifted off right there but Blaine understood.

His father was desperately trying to understand why his son had come to love another male, struggling to accept it. And Blaine would not deny him the chance to do just that.

"Well…" he thought back and a smile spread on his face as he remembered all their times together, so he turned to face his father and started telling him taking him back to how he and Kurt had come to be.

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Blaine was running down the stairs, mentally running through his performance as he felt a feather-light touch on his shoulder. He turned around to see the most beautiful boy he had ever seen, staring at him through guarded, but gorgeous eyes, which's color he couldn't determine. Glasz, as he had learned later, when he had googled it (he would rather kill himself than to admit that to Wes and David).

Blaine dropped everything to drive the two hours to the school of his…the…endearing spy, nevermind that he had just met him, because he couldn't take the broken sound of Kurt's sobs as he told him about what had happened as he had stood up to his bully.

Feeling like being hit by a brick wall as the beautiful falsetto performed Blackbird, the pieces of the puzzle that had been there all along finally falling together into a beautiful picture, making Blaine realize that Kurt was the one for him.

Prom night, when Blaine stayed over at Kurt's place for the first…well first time he actually remembered. They hadn't done anything nasty that night. They had just curled up together on Kurt's bed, Blaine wrapping his arms around the slightly taller boy, wishing to protect him from everything bad in the world. Back then when Kurt had turned around, glasz eyes, sparkling in the dark, meeting hazel ones as he stared up at Blaine, Kurt had said it for the first time. 'I love you' and Blaine couldn't believe his luck that this beautiful and strong person could really be in love with him. And he had said it back and never been happier his whole life.

His first day at McKinley High after leaving Dalton to be with Kurt. A big black jock pushing him up against a locker, a slushie ready to be thrown at Blaine's face. Kurt's furious face as he took the cup with the red icy liquid and dumped in on the, considerably, bigger boy's head, leaving him to stunned to do anything about it as Kurt pulled Blaine along with him.

Lying awake for hours each night texting or talking and not caring that they should be asleep because they just couldn't stand a second without at least being in some sort of contact.

Him and Kurt fighting about Karofsky coming out and Kurt mentoring him, two days before Valentine's Day. Kurt yelling and crying and Blaine finally running away. Sitting next to his phone all day, waiting for Kurt to make the first move and at the same time always just one second away from doing it himself. Crying in his room all night after he and Kurt had been avoiding each other the whole day at school. Driving over to Kurt's house in the middle of a rainy night just to see a familiar black navigator on the opposite side of the road. Jumping outside in the rain, Kurt for once not caring about his hair as he ran to meet Blaine's arms as they were finally where they belonged. Together.

Burt and Carole inviting him to come to a family reunion in Michigan, telling him that since he was basically family now too, it was about time they met him.

Their first time (he didn't go into detail with that one), at the night of their one year anniversary, loving and gentle, making Blaine feel special and loved like nothing before, and making him want to never let Kurt go ever again.

Graduation. Kurt bringing the Warblers there to perform with New Directions as a surprise for Blaine, who had been missing them badly.

Kurt, as Finn's second best men, next to Puck, singing a duet with said at Finn's and Rachel's wedding, looking absolutely gorgeous in his outfit, outshining everyone else attending the wedding as he sang Qwote's 'Falling For You' (Finn's choice). His eyes never left Blaine during the whole performance and even though it wasn't even a sad song, Blaine was moved to tears as Kurt walked up to him and kissed him softly, before Rachel yelled, half jokingly, that he should stop stealing her spotlight.

His heart breaking as his parents told him about London and he realized he couldn't ask Kurt to stay with him when they weren't even on the same continent. Asking Kurt to come over to talk. Seeing his beautiful smile falter and the light in Kurt's eyes disappear as the young countertenor realized what he was saying. Kurt begging him not to go. Then Kurt realizing that it was pointless. His heart breaking at the hurt he could see in the glasz eyes he had come to love so much.

Getting batshit drunk at a party in London and calling Kurt in the middle of the night, crying because he had just slept with another guy and he just wanted to die because it was all just too much, forgetting for a moment that they were supposed to be just friends. Kurt singing softly to him until he had calmed down enough to fall asleep, on the cold hard bathroom floor.

Trying to move on to someone else, but always just seeing Kurt's face in everyone he met, no one ever being good enough for him, of course, because no one could be. No one except Kurt.

Calling Kurt again to tell him that he was coming back home, terrified of the boy telling him that he had already moved on, that he was too late. The relief when Kurt started crying telling him that he would wait for him.

Seeing Kurt at the airport, even more beautiful than he remembered if that was even beautiful.

Him and Kurt deciding to buy their own apartment, so they could really live together. Struggling to pursue their dreams, all the while never once forgetting about their relationship, the most important thing in their lives.

Spending Christmas or thanksgiving with Kurt and the Hudmels, and Finchel and their ever growing family.

Just being able to fall asleep and wake up to the feeling of Kurt in his arms, looking at him. Just walking up to kiss Kurt, or hug him, to take his hand just because he could. Realizing every time and time and time again how lucky he was that this gorgeous person was really his.

Falling in love with Kurt a little more every day and just knowing that he was the one for him no matter what.

Proposing to Kurt and the seemingly neverending happiness that followed after Kurt had said yes.

Kurt taking care of him when he was sick, just holding him, making sure he was comfortable, throwing away all of his plans just to be able to be there for Blaine.

Kurt crying and yelling, hurting himself as he got the news that Blaine was sick, the beautiful soul crying out in agony for the unfairness that he was sure Blaine didn't deserve.

Kurt trying everything to gather enough money for Blaine's treatment, not shying away from desperate measures.

Reemerging from the darkness that had held him captive for what had felt like an eternity as the broken sound of Kurt's pleading voice got through to him and released him

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"…I'm pretty sure Kurt knew from the moment we met on those stairs that we were meant to be…and I am lucky he did. Because I've been really stupid and scared and downright delusional. It is ironic that I was the one telling him to have courage when he never needed it. He is the strongest person I know, always has been. He is smart, funny, gorgeous, kind, loving, talented, independent…and yes he can be a real bitch from time to time and he can give you a hard time if he wants to, but he is never malevolent. He is fiercely loyal and compassionate and…" Blaine smiled softly

"Even now after so many years, whenever I look at him I am afraid that he is just going to spread his wings and fly away or burst into a surge of rainbow colors, because I just can't bring myself to believe that I deserve someone as awesome as him. But he's here. And he didn't disappear. He's here and he's mine and I will not let anyone take that from me."

Jonathan Anderson stared at his son after he ended, seeing in his eyes that it was all the truth. Blaine's eyes were shining with love and he radiated happiness when he spoke of Kurt being his, of all that they had been through.

The elder Anderson tried to match this man in front of him with the boy that he had held in his arm more than 20 years ago. And through all the differences and all his prejudices and preconceptions he could see that that boy was still there.

He could see him in the sparkle of Blaine's eyes, the way his face lit up whenever he talked about or even just thought of Kurt and remembering the quiet, scared sophomore that had fled to Dalton after being bullied badly at his old school after coming out, fitting in there quickly with his dapper behavior, just blending in and he realized that maybe, just maybe, the Hummel kid hadn't taken Blaine form him. He had brought him back.

He was so lost in his train of thought that he only realized that Blaine was looking at him expectantly after a long while.

"He…wow…" he started, unsure of what to say "He sounds like a great catch." he finally brought out.

"That he is…" Blaine agreed with a wide grin.

"I…look Blaine I have to go…I will send Kurt back in…I just…bye…" and with that he almost ran from the room.

Almost. An Anderson did not ever under any circumstances flee running from a conversation. Not even if his head was buzzing with questions and contradicting thoughts so badly that the world seemed to be spinning.

Blaine stared after him. No yelling. Just the two of them having a normal conversation. The abrupt departure of his father aside this had been quite stunning.

"I call that progress." he muttered, waiting for Kurt to come back in.

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Kurt was just busy telling his family about how he figured he and Blaine could redecorate their place now, Jonathan came to a stuttering halt in front of the boy, looking down on him with a contemplative expression on his face.

Kurt just looked up at him with a questioning gaze but Burt rose from his seat next to his son, taking a protective stance.

"I…am done talking to my son, you can go see him now if you want…and thank you again Kurt…" Blaine's father said "Both of you." he added looking over to Burt.

The Hummel men nodded and Jonathan walked away, unaware of the stares following him as he was once again deep in thought about all the things he had just learned. He had a lot to come to terms with before he could decide what to do about his son and Kurt.

The slender brunette was the only one not interested in the elder Anderson leaving as he jumped from his seat and rushed back into Blaine's room, finding him waiting with open arms. He threw himself into the embrace.

"I missed you." he whispered into Blaine's ear.

"We haven't even been apart for that long." Blaine teased before adding "I missed you too."

"So…what did you talk about?" Kurt asked, trying to hide his nervousness unsuccessfully.

Blaine smiled.

"Oh…this and that…"

"This and…Blaine Anderson, you better tell me right now!"

"We talked about a certain brunette countertenor with beautiful eyes and a rather…erm…extraordinary personality and how he changed my life…"

"You did?"

"Mhh…"

"Annnd….? Come on Blaine you got me dying by small degrees here…" Kurt whined playfully.

"Aww…now I can't have that…" Blaine joked before he continued more seriously "I…I don't know…he might be coming around, but that's something I'll only believe when I really see it…he…he's trying,…but he's nothing like your father…I can't tell you what is going to happen…"

Both boys sighed lowly. What a mess.

"And your mom? What does she have to say about this whole deal?"

"She doesn't know."

"What?"

"He didn't tell her…It's better that way…" Blaine finally said.

"But she's your…" Kurt drifted off.

He knew that he couldn't apply his comprehension of family to Blaine's family, but it still it made him feel uneasy.

"I know…" Blaine sighed "But…you're my family now…and…nothing else matters."

Kurt smiled gently and kissed him swiftly.

"Speaking of which I gotta go."

"What?"

"Well I got things to do and places to be at."

"You…" Blaine stared at his fiancé slackjawed.

"Yeah…you know…there's this guy I really like and…since he's not at home at the moment I just figured I'd get my stuff over to his place…"

Understanding dawned on Blaine's face and he grinned.

"Oh…so he won't be able to say no?"

"Exactly…couldn't have that…he's a real keeper…" Kurt grinned back, jumping in on the game.

"Any chance I have met that lucky person?"

"Oh you know him…but I am pretty sure you've never met him 'cause that would just be…creepy…"

"Ah…well then…go right ahead…"

"I sure will no way I'm letting that one get away. Not again."

"Well that's fortunate for him…but I am quite sure that he has no intention of getting away anytime soon. He would have to be a total idiot to do that."

"Good to know…" Kurt smiled, before bending down to kiss Blaine again. "I really gotta go…if something's wrong just call me or text me, and I'll be right there."

"Ok…See you tomorrow?"

"Oh as definitely as Lady Gaga is better than Katy Perry…" Kurt replied, before closing the door behind him with a grin. He couldn't help himself, he had to get that one in.

Inside Blaine just shook his head, laughing. That was his Kurt alright. He was glad to have him back.

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After talking to Dr. Morgan for a moment and leaving Wes and David behind at the hospital to check on Blaine Kurt and the rest of their group went to get Kurt's stuff back into Blaine's…well the Klaine apartment.

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As promised Kurt returned to Blaine as soon as the visitors hours of the hospital started, after a more or less calm night of sleep. If the boys were honest they were just happy to be in each other's arm again.

"So how is my favorite patient doing?" Kurt asked teasingly, his eyes sparkling with mirth as he looked at Blaine from his chair beside the bed.

Blaine groaned theatrically "Terrible."

"Oh? How unfortunate…what is it that troubles you my dear?" Kurt asked amusedly.

"The food at this place…the entertainment…all is terrible…although I cannot complain about the company." Blaine replied, shooting Kurt an affectionate glance and taking his hand, sighing at the feeling of…rightness that gave him.

Kurt blushed at that and averted his eyes before he pulled his hand out of Blaine's reaching for his bag.

"Figures that you would complain about that…That's why I brought you…this…"

Blaine stared at the package in Kurt's hands and a wide smile spread over his face, as he squealed like a little kid.

"Oh Kurt…you're the best…"

Kurt laughed and handed the raven the bag. Blaine may be older than him but sometimes the oh-so-dapper man was acting like a five year old on Christmas.

Just like now as he took the bag with the Redvines, his Harry Potter books, a collection of his StarTrek dvds and…Blaine looked up at Kurt who was shaking with laughter as Blaine fished the salad bowl and the chicken-salad sandwiches out of the duffel bag.

"Sorry baby no way I will have you live off Harry Potter and Redvines." Kurt grinned.

"Health freak" Blaine teased, happily chewing on a Redvine, making Kurt laugh even harder.

They sat like that for a long time, Kurt telling Blaine about the drama he had missed in the week he had been out and forcing Blaine to eat at least some of the salad he had brought, which as Blaine had to admit, was delicious.

When he tried a sandwich Blaine groaned in delight.

"God this is amazing, what did I do to deserve you?" he asked.

"I have no idea." Kurt laughed, leaning in to kiss him softly.

"Mhhh…well I must have done something right." Blaine continued.

Kurt just shook his head and went on talking about this and that.

No one who walked past the door, seeing the two boys inside could help but to have a happy smile spread on their faces.

But soon Blaine was done eating and just nibbled on a Redvine absentmindedly, gently stroking Kurt's hand, who was just sitting in his chair, eyes closed, about to fall asleep, as a thought hit him.

"Any news from your dad?" he asked lowly.

Blaine was drawn out of his reverie and looked at the pale boy next to him.

"Nope…" he replied "I didn't expect anything though…I think he will need some time…" he sighed.

"Figures…" Kurt muttered and Blaine looked over to him just in time to see his glasz eyes close again as he leaned back, just enjoying the feeling of Blaine's hand in his.

After a while Kurt groaned, sitting up.

"Where are you going?" Blaine asked.

Kurt locked his gaze with Blaine's before answering "I'd love to stay, but I still have a lot of stuff to take care of, and I figured I'd get back to working and I have to talk to Dr. Morgan about when I can get you home and your treatment and I gotta go see David 'cause hewantstoproposetoMercedes."

"Wait what?" Blaine shrieked, grabbing Kurt's wrist. "What?" he demanded to know.

"Well urm…" Kurt smiled sheepishly "David wants some advice because he wants to pop the question and he wants to do it right?"

"Man…how could you keep this from me,…how could he keep this from me?" Blaine asked, pouting.

Kurt laughed.

"Well you weren't exactly available in the past week or two and besides…did you or didn't you run to Mercedes when you wanted to propose to me?"

"Erm…"

Kurt chuckled as Blaine blushed.

"See…and that's why David asked me…so stop being pouty."

Blaine sighed and pulled Kurt's hand to his lips, kissing his wrist and palm carefully.

"How are your hands by the way?" he asked suddenly distracted.

Kurt blinked at the sudden change of topic.

"Erm…well…right one is pretty much healed, left wrist is still a little sore, but Bradley gave me a salve and he said next week it should be done."

Blaine raised a triangular eyebrow.

"Oh come on really? He's your doctor and he's nice but I am going to marry you so don't even try to set me up with him." Kurt shook his head.

"Mmhh…" Blaine replied gently pulling Kurt down to kiss his lips. "I missed your attitude baby…" he smiled against Kurt's lips.

"I missed your jealousy" Kurt replied.

Blaine laughed and Kurt pulled back, placing his hand against Blaine's cheek, running his thumb across his cheekbone. Blaine leaned into the touch with a smile, before turning his face to kiss Kurt's hand again.

"Ok…fine…you go help my treacherous friend preparing his proposal…I'll just stay here and dream of my fiancé a little…he's supermegafoxyawesomehot…and…well…tell the idiot to get his ass here tomorrow so I can kick it. Same goes for Wes, they were here for 3 hours yesterday and they didn't think they should tell me that? Meh…"

Kurt grinned. Ever since Blaine had come to McKinley his language had suffered considerably and sometimes that showed. A lot.

"I'll tell him. And I'll be back tomorrow, too. So don't go disappearing on me."

"Nah…I'll be right here waiting for you…"

"Good." Kurt kissed him again and walked outside, a bittersweet goodbye because he hated to return to the empty apartment. Leaving Blaine alone at the hospital, but they both knew that they would see each other again soon.

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Blaine sighed as Kurt had left, turning his attention to the books Kurt had brought him imagining that Kurt was there reading it with him just as they had been doing it ever since they had moved in together.

Suddenly the door to his room opened and someone entered. Blaine didn't even look up from his books since he expected it to be a nurse to check on him or Dr. Morgan for the same reason. As it turns out it wasn't.

"Blaine, get dressed right now. We're leaving."

Blaine's head snapped up and he stared at the person that had entered.

"Dad?"

Chapter End Notes: Soo…here goes…xD I just couldn't help the AVPM references they just kept popping up…I just rewatched it for the like 1000 time so…erm sorry? ;D If you made it down here then thank you for reading and I hope it was worth your while :D

This one's is a little longer again since I haven't been able to update for a while… I hope you enjoyed it, just let me know :D

To those who already reviewed, you are totally awesome *lessthan3*

The next chapters will be answering the following questions…What is Blaine's father doing? Will Blaine make a full recovery? Will Blaine's mother find out? And if she does will she come around? Will the two boys get the happy end they deserve?

I hope I can update soon

Love, CITC