Returning Home

by DianneRose2016

Full Summary & Warnings Inside: AU season 4 and on. Starts with Klaine then turns into Sablaine. Blaine goes back to Dalton for his senior year. Kurt never made it into NYADA so he is stuck in Lima for another year and not happy about it. Kurt has begun to change and when Blaine goes back to Dalton, the Warblers and Sebastian Kurt changes even more. He becomes controlling and ...

12. Chapter 11

A/N: Yes it's been a long time since I've updated this story. It's a long chapter to go with it. I don't think there is anything in the warning sense. Unless you count talking about potential date rape drug use a warnings issue. In which case you have now been warned. Happy reading!

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Chapter 11

It was eight in the morning on Saturday and Kurt had his phone to his ear as he got ready for yet another shift at a singing diner. He was in the middle of a conversation with Karofsky and he had just finished explaining what Blaine had done just this past Monday.

"He actually said that to you? He called for a break? Seriously?" Karofsky said clearly pissed off.

"I know right? After everything I have put up with while dating him. I swear this was all part of his plan. He gets me out here so he can call a break just to sleep with that snake."

"Sounds like it. They have been spending a lot of time together especially this past week. They are always sleeping curled up in bed together. They did the same thing Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. They go to practice and then they go back to Blaine's room with dinner and do their homework before they get changed and curl up in bed together. That man whore even has some clothes there. Blaine wasn't there last night, but it wouldn't surprise me if they went back to his place."

"Great that's just great. He's been cheating on me. He calls me the cheater when he's spending the night curled up in another man's arms. I need to do something about this. I'm not going to let him get away with this. Blaine is mine."

"Do you even love him anymore? I mean after everything he has done to you, you can't possibly still love him."

"Of course I don't, but now it's personal. I'm not going to let that snake think he can have Blaine. Blaine belongs to me. I am the one that gets to toss him aside not the other way around. It's the principal of the matter now and they are both going to pay. I'm going to take Blaine away from that snake and then I am going to sit back and watch as Blaine's life and potential career gets ripped away from him. I mean God did you hear how the Warblers and even my friends, my friends, from McKinley were talking about his voice? They act like he is the most amazing singer to ever grace this Earth. His ego was big enough and after a year of getting it under control it's only going to blow up all over again."

"So do something about it. I've got the website going and it's doing really well. That video of him touching himself has brought in a lot of money too. At this rate he'll be able to cover a year's worth of rent in a very nice part of New York City next year. I was thinking how great would it be for us to get a really nice apartment together and all at his cost."

"Really it's making that much money?" Kurt said now totally interested.

"It's only been not even two weeks, but between the website and the video there's a grand sitting in a account. We could let it grow and then get a really nice place. And that other video of him sucking you off, I could charge five hundred dollars just for someone to see it once. Think of the money we could make if there was some way you could get more videos of him. Think of how much we will make when he starts to do stuff with himself. I mean come on he has to jerk off at some point in the shower. We get him out there more and the guys watching the webcam feed will want to watch it even more just to catch a glimpse at him."

"A thousand dollars in barely two weeks? Of him doing nothing but homework and sleeping. That's insane. At this rate we could be buying a condo by the time summer comes around. Are you sure no one can find out that you made the website?" Kurt asked with slight concern.

"I set it up completely under Blaine's name. So even if the website was discovered by the School Board it's in his name. The account is anonymous. It's completely secure and only in the dark net so you can't just stumble upon it. There are a lot of guys out there that would love to watch him and if we make him a little famous through the press it'll increase subscribers to the website. I even added a Facebook account with his picture and put that on the website for guys to follow. I put up on there how he has that benefit concert tonight and how they could buy tickets. Five guys commented that they would be there and looking forward to seeing him in person."

"Is that safe though? I don't want them commenting to him about the website and then he finds out."

"They won't say anything to him. They can't if they want to stay out of jail. He's seventeen right now so it's illegal. Plus everyone knows there is a no comment in person type of deal. They do it for the show and Blaine technically does it for the money. If we can get those five guys talking about him to their other friends if you know what I mean then it would increase more subscribers to the website."

"Ok and how would we do that? How do you even know all of this anyways?"

"I want to be a website designer and you need to know how to make it completely secure and how to advertise. Somehow the press hasn't gotten a hold of what is going on with Blaine. I say you call up every news outlet down here and tell them about it and where Blaine will be tonight. Make it as a source so you can still talk about it down in New York. Once it starts it'll go all over the States and attract even more attention to the website. We'll be rich."

"And I could use it as a way to kick start my career in singing and fashion. I need to get a band together and we can start booking gigs. This is perfect. In the meantime I can still talk to Blaine and be all friendly with him. I'll still go to his birthday party next week and see if I can get him to do something with me that I can film or secretly film."

"I could get you some Devil's Breath."

"What is that?"

"It's this street drug that will make you under someone's control. He takes it and you could tell him to do whatever you want and he won't even remember it happening. He'll wake up with a headache and feeling like crap. Which is good for you, because according to the Internet with his sugar problems he'll just think it's a bad day. You put some in a drink and then ten minutes later he's under your control for the next two hours. You get him alone you can get him to do whatever you want and have it taped."

"I don't know. We're talking about drugging him and doing something kinda against his will here. I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that."

"What if it wasn't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"What if you just got the drug into him and I took care of the rest. I'll get him to jerk off or something and film it. He won't remember anything and he'll wake up in his own bed. He jerks off anyways so it's not that big of a deal."

"You aren't even attracted to him though."

"Exactly so it doesn't matter what he does it won't affect me and you won't be the one doing it. Just get him back to the dorm room on the night of his birthday. I'll get you the drugs you make him a drink and then in ten minutes I'll show up and you can leave. I'll shut the website down for two hours and say it's for maintenance. No one will ever know. It's perfect. We can get even more videos to sell and the more popular he becomes the higher we can charge for a video. No one will ever know we're doing it and he'll never remember."

"He masturbates anyways so it's not like he would be doing anything he wouldn't normally do."

"Exactly and as things progress we can always do it again to make more videos. It's perfect Kurt."

"How would you even get a hold of something like that?"

"I have a way don't worry about it. Think of the money we could make. What do you say?"

Kurt thought about it for a moment, but that was all he needed. He wanted to make Blaine pay for cheating on him. He wanted to take Blaine away from Sebastian and keep him for his own trophy. He didn't care if he came across as a bitch, because Blaine was his first and he wasn't going to let anyone have him.

"Do it. I'll call the news outlets about him right now and get that started. Next Saturday I'll get him alone after his birthday back at his dorm and we can make new videos then."

"I'll get what we need for it. The benefit starts at eight and they are going to be there all day setting up. I overheard him talking to the man whore that he has a doctor appointment at the hospital this morning so he would be late and wouldn't get to Dalton until after ten."

"Ok I'll mention that. Oh now I am getting exciting about making so much money. This place is nice don't get me wrong, but it needs a lot of work and it's not in the best area. Imagine if we could be living in a New York condo come the summer. How amazing would that be?"

"It would be so amazing. Some condos even come with their own studios that we could get so you could record your own songs. I can see the front of the school from my room so when I see the news vans coming. I'll do down and try and see if they'll talk to me. I'll mention your name and that you're his boyfriend and they should talk to you. Once this hits the news it'll go National and you'll have every reporter in New York looking to talk to you."

"Ok I have to go and make these calls. It's going to take a bit to get through them all. I'll text you later and let you know."

"Same here. Good luck Super Star."

Kurt ended the call and immediately went over to his laptop and started to look up the numbers to the media outlets within Lima, Ohio and got the ball rolling. Now that he knew that the website and videos were making that much money Kurt wanted more. He was already sick of having to work at that diner and not being able to focus on his career. If they could push the website even more into a spotlight then they would make more money and Kurt could quit. Kurt was going to make sure that Blaine was back with him where he belonged and away from Sebastian. Once Blaine was back with him and in New York he was going to make sure he wasn't around any of his Dalton friends or his family. He wasn't going to lose the spotlight to anyone, but especially Blaine.

Karofsky had one extra camera left and he had a great idea about what he could do with it. He knew Blaine wouldn't be back in his room until later so now was the perfect chance for him to get the extra camera into the shower. Karofsky quickly grabbed his extra camera and lock set and headed out and across the hall. He was thankful that it was a quiet day in the dorms as it was the weekend and most either went home or were out. Karofsky quickly got into Blaine's room and headed into the shower. He set the camera up so it would be the perfect level for Blaine's crotch and ass when he turned around. Once Karofsky was confident that Blaine wouldn't see it he headed back out of the room and back to his like nothing ever happened. Now all he had to do was add the extra camera to the website and once Blaine took a shower watch as the followers poured in.

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It was just after ten in the morning when Blaine's father dropped him off at Dalton. The test had gone smoothly and they wouldn't be getting any results back until Dr. Roberts could view them. If something more serious was wrong then he would call, if not they were on the right track. They pulled up just off to the side of the front of the building, as there was a great deal of trucks already there for what they needed for the event. They had to setup the stage, lighting, tables, chairs, and carpets, not to mention the caterer would be by later this afternoon and they still needed to do a practice on the stage. There was a lot that needed to be done before eight tonight. A lot that needed to be worked on and Blaine was already exhausted. He didn't get any sleep last night. He couldn't stop the nightmares from coming so at one in the morning he had given up sleeping and wrote a song. He was going to be singing it tonight instead of one of his other originals. It was something he felt like he needed to do. It was how he dealt with his emotions and his pain, he wrote and sang about it. He was exhausted today and it was not a good day to be exhausted. The medication he had to take wasn't helping him any at all. It was making him sluggish and giving him headaches, something he had for three days straight since Monday. It was starting to take an effect on him and Blaine was really starting to worry about what he will be like for the rest of the school year. He didn't want to lose another school year. He wanted to graduate with his friends and with a National Championship Trophy. For the first time he was starting to doubt his ability to get to the end.

"Your mother and me will be by later on to finish setting up with the caterers. We have some reports we need to finalize for the event. Blaine, please do not push yourself today. It's not worth your health." Mr. Anderson said in a serious voice.

"I know Dad. I promise I won't and you know the guys won't let me do much of anything today. They all suggested that I stay home today and let them handle all of this."

"Then why aren't you?"

"Because we're a team and it's my responsibility to make sure this part of the event is right and prepared. I'll make sure I eat, I'll make sure I check my sugar and I will make sure I don't lift anything. I'll be careful and smart. Nothing is going to stop me from getting on that stage tonight."

"Alright we will see you later on when we have everything on our end wrapped up. Call if you need anything."

"I will. See you Dad."

Blaine got out of the car and Mr. Anderson headed back down to the gate and headed back for the main road. Blaine walked over to the front and saw the guys coming out and going over to unload one of the trucks. What shocked Blaine was the swarm of people and cameras that came out of nowhere it seemed and all swarmed and surrounded Blaine. Blaine was blocked in all around himself with cameras and reporters in his face as they all shouted questions all at once at him.

"Blaine, is it true you were a victim of a hate crime?" A female reporter asked.

"Blaine, can you confirm that you are gay?" A male reporter asked.

"What did it feel like to be buried alive?" Another male reporter asked.

"Do you feel responsible for the death of your friend?" Another female reported asked.

Blaine didn't say anything. He was too frozen in shock to say anything. Up until this point they had gotten lucky that the news of his attack hadn't been leaked to the press yet. Blaine didn't expect this to be happening once it did. He thought they would be calling for interviews and quotes. Not showing up at his school with cameras and pointing microphones in his face. Blaine saw the guys running over to him and Beat got to him first and pushed the reporters back as he went over to Blaine with Sebastian and Jeff right behind him. Sebastian and Jeff each got on one side of Blaine while Beat used his size to push the reporters back with the help of the other guys.

"Back off." Beat shouted as they pushed Blaine through.

Once they made their way through the reporters the guys made sure they were surrounding Blaine as they got inside. The reporters continued to make their way after them and over to the front door.

"Blaine, give us a comment." A female reporter said.

"Why were you at the hospital this morning?" A male reporter asked.

"Is it true you are seeing a therapist?" Another female reporter asked.

"Go get security right now." Hunter said to Nick.

"Come on B away from the door." Sebastian said as he guided a still shocked Blaine away from the front door and over to the common's room.

The guys all followed except for Mitch and Derek as they wanted to make sure none of the reporters came into the school. Sebastian guided Blaine over to the couch and had him sit down as he was visibly shaken at the situation. He sat down on the coffee table right in front of him and placed his hands on Blaine's knees as he spoke.

"B, you with me?" Sebastian asked with worry in his voice.

"Ya sorry. Just wow didn't expect that. I knew when the story hit it would be bad, but I didn't think they would find me here. It's a Saturday how do they know I'm even here? How do they know where I was this morning?" Blaine asked with a shaky voice laced with worry.

"I don't know B. Reporters have sources everywhere. Someone at the hospital could have seen your name on a list for the lab. Someone could have called them looking to get some kind of money out of it. I'm sorry B."

"It's no one's fault. I need to tell me parents and Coop."

"Call them in a minute. Let's see what security can do to get rid of them." Sebastian said.

"This is gonna be bad. I knew it would be, but it's gonna be bad." Blaine said with a tired voice.

"We'll get through it. The hype will wear off and they will focus on someone else. We just have to give it time." Jeff said.

Nick, Mitch and Derek came into the room and Derek spoke.

"Well security has one hell of a response time."

"What are they doing about the reporters?" Sebastian asked.

"They were able to get them to start packing up and moving off the grounds. But they can be out front at the gates. Freedom of the press and all that shit." Nick said.

"Security is standing there while they get their gear and their trucks. They gave them five minutes to get off the grounds." Mitch added.

"We have to wait until they are gone before we can go back out and unload the trucks." Derek said.

"The Board needs to be informed they'll have to get a court order for them to leave the gates. Hopefully fast because tonight twelve hundred people are going to be driving through those gates for a benefit concert to help abused children. We can't have a swarm of reporters out there." Hunter said.

"I'll call my parents they can make the calls. Tell me something is going right today?" Blaine said.

"The vender for the stage called and they are two hours behind, but they will be here by noon and they will have it set up by four. The lighting guys will be here in an hour. We were just unloading the trucks for the carpets, tables and chairs. We have the lobby cleared out and we were stacking the chairs and tables until the stage arrives." Jeff said.

"We've been cleaning and getting everything ready so when the stage is built we can put everything where it belongs." Thad said.

"Once they have the stage parts in the room then we can start setting everything up. We can also get the chairs in the linens beforehand. The caterer is supposed to be here when?" Blaine asked.

"Five to setup and get everything ready for eight. My mom said that it was simple oeuvres and wine. There will be a serving area where they can pick some up before the concert. The doors will be open at seven-thirty, the concert starts at eight." Hunter said.

"So if we get everything ready by five that will give us two and a half hours to practice on the stage. We can run through it all twice with the lights. When is the light controller coming?" Blaine asked, as he hadn't been the one to organize all of the details that was Jeff.

"I told him we wanted to rehearse with the lights so he will be here for five. I was hoping we would be ready by then." Jeff answered.

"Any more tickets being sold?" Blaine asked.

"Just until five tonight. Then we will have our final numbers. We got extra chairs in case we sold out." Hunter answered.

"Ok I need to call my parents and Coop to let them know what's happened then I'll come out and help." Blaine said.

"You can help by directing. You're not lifting anything B. Doctor's orders." Sebastian said in a serious voice.

"Speaking of doctors. How were the tests?" Jeff asked.

"Fine I think. We won't know until the Specialist looks at them."

"When do you see the Specialist?" Nick asked.

"In a few weeks I think. He wants to go over all of the test results and for me to keep track of my sugar so he has a better idea of my condition. If it's worse than he originally thought I'll be moved up the list."

"Not really sure what to route for." Beat said.

"Me either to be honest." Blaine said as he rubbed his forehead. His headache was getting worse. He would need to take something for it and just hope for the best. He was performing tonight no matter what. It was way too late to be changing the line-up now.

"You okay B?" Sebastian asked.

"I'm fine just a headache. I'll take something for it." Blaine said dismissively.

"You need to take a nap is what you need. Did you get any sleep last night?" Jeff asked.

"I'm fine Jeff. It was just a bad night. I'm fine."

"You look like you're going to fall over. No offense." Mitch said.

"I'm with Jeff. You need a nap before tonight. There's no way you'll be able to be up on stage and not pass out in your condition." Thad said.

"Guys I'm fine. It's not the first night I've gone without sleep. I'm not going to let this stop me from living my life." Blaine said back.

"And we totally understand and support that decision. But, you also have to take into consideration that as your closest friends it's our job to tell you when you're making a really bad decision." Trent said gently.

"What he means to say is that you're being an idiot." Hunter said without any class.

"B, I know you don't want this to change your life. I know you want to still do what you've always done. But you have to also accept that some days you're going to feel like shit and should be in bed. Today is one of those days; especially today with the concert tonight. You keep pushing through and you'll collapse on stage. You need sleep." Sebastian said gently.

"I'm not just going to ditch you guys and go to bed." Blaine said not willing to give up the responsibility yet.

"You're not ditching us. We want you to be in bed. All we want is you healthy and you being here right now would be the opposite of that." David said.

"You need to go and rest man. Go sleep for four hours and then come down and help us finish setting up. It's just after ten and we don't even have a stage until five. Go to your room and sleep. You're body needs it." Beat said.

"You know you're not going to win so you might as well give in." Jeff said.

"Guys." Blaine started, but was cut off by Thad.

"No. We're all in agreement with this. You need to take care of yourself and watch your health. If you won't we will. We don't care if you're here to setup or not. We care about you being out on stage tonight where you belong. You can't do that in your shape. Sebastian is going to take you to your dorm and make sure you get there without any press or problems. Call your folks and Cooper from there. Sebastian can call his dad and get him started on a court order to get the press away for tonight. The rest of us will handle this."

"Come on B, you're not going to win. And you're only cutting into your sleeping time." Sebastian said as he rubbed Blaine's right knee.

"Someone calls me if there's a problem. I mean it." Blaine said in a serious voice.

"We promise. Now get the hell out of here before you pass out on the couch." Hunter said.

"I'm going." Blaine said as he held his hands up in a silent surrender.

Blaine and Sebastian both got up and headed out of the room. Sebastian placed his hand on the small of Blaine's back and kept it there as they made their way to the dorm through the building. It took a little longer as they couldn't cut through the parking lot, but with the reporters they both didn't want to take that chance. Once they got to Blaine's room Sebastian opened the door and they headed inside. Sebastian guided Blaine over to the bed and Blaine sat down on it.

"Why didn't you sleep last night?" Sebastian asked once they were both sitting down.

"Nightmares. I'd just fall asleep only to be woken up by one and then the alarm would go off. After a few hours of trying I gave up and started writing a song. I got literally no sleep last night."

"I'm sorry B. Do you want me to stay here with you?"

"No it's fine. The guys need you. I'll be okay. I'll make my calls and then try and get some sleep."

"If you need me I'm just a phone call away."

"Thanks. Are you okay to call your dad or do you want my parents to do it?"

"I don't have a problem with your parents doing it." Sebastian said and it was clear to Blaine that he was happy to have someone else do it.

"I'll let them know. Still not talking to him?"

"Going on two weeks now. He still calls and texts me a few times a day. I just ignore it and delete the texts."

"He's coming tonight though, what are you just not going to be around him? People will notice if you hide away all night."

"If I have to talk to him then I will. Otherwise I can be backstage getting ready. I don't have to talk to him tonight."

"I really wish you would talk to him. He would do everything he could to help you with this. He would understand."

"Assuming he would even believe me. It's fine, this is better. Come summer I'll be in New York and I won't have to deal with it. He'll give up eventually anyways. It's what he does with me. I guarantee it come next month he won't even try to contact me."

"You don't know that. He doesn't seem like the type to just walk away from his son. He's really worried about you Bas."

"He should have been worried about me a long time ago. It's fine. You need sleep and I need to get back down there. Call if you need me and you don't need to be down there until five so sleep as long as you want and then come down." Sebastian said as he got up off the bed.

"If you need me wake me up."

"We will handle everything, but sure I will. Goodnight B." Sebastian said as he placed a kiss to Blaine's forehead.

"Goodbye Bas."

Sebastian headed out of the room and Blaine got up and locked the door before he pulled out his phone. He had two phone calls to make before he could get some sleep. He also would need to check his sugar level before, but if it was good enough he could sleep for a good five hours before he would need to wake up and check it again. That would also give him an hour and a half to get showered, dressed and eat something before he would need to be down there for five to start rehearsals. Blaine decided to call his parents first as Cooper will ask questions about what is going to be done with the press. This way he will have some answers for him. After two rings his father answered with worry clear in his voice.

"Blaine, is everything alright son?"

"The press were here right after you dropped me off. A whole swarm of them. Security got them to pack up, but they are still outside of the gate. They were asking me about being gay and about being attacked. One even knew I was at the hospital today."

Blaine didn't even bother to break into the information. Blaine wanted to sleep as much as possible and hopefully he would feel better for tonight.

"Are you alright?" That was all that mattered to Mr. Anderson in that moment.

"I'm fine. The guys got me inside and I didn't answer any questions. The Board needs to know and maybe get a court order to get them away from the gate for tonight."

"I'll call Jack and see if he can work it. It's Saturday though I'm not sure if he'll be able to pull it. I'll call the Board and update them as well as Cooper. I don't want you to worry about it. Just focus on getting ready for tonight. I'll see if I can find where the leak came from at the hospital. I don't want you to worry about this."

"I know Dad. The guys already kicked me out and sent me to bed. I'm under strict orders to sleep and not come down until five for rehearsals."

"Good. You need sleep. Don't think I didn't notice that you didn't get any sleep last night. I will make the calls; you need to get some sleep and food into you. Your mother and I will see you tonight son."

"See you tonight Dad."

"Have a good sleep. I love you."

"I love you too."

Blaine ended the call and immediately placed his phone on silent. He figured that if the guys needed to get a hold of him that badly they would send someone up. The same goes for his parents. They would just call Jeff and ask him to get Blaine. Blaine then turned his alarm on so he would be awake for three thirty. This way he could get a shower and some food into him before he needed to join the others. Blaine placed his cell phone down on the bedside table before he got up and went into his drawer to pull out his sleep pants and a black muscle shirt. After quickly changing he got under the covers and closed his eyes. He was hoping that with how exhausted he was that he wouldn't get any nightmares.

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Karofsky could see the news vans from his dorm room window. He quickly headed out so he could speak to one of the reporters before the others took advantage of this situation. Karofsky needed to get Kurt's name out there and tell a reporter everything that he knew. The more popular Blaine was the more popular the website would be and the more they could charge. With Kurt on board it would make Karofsky's job even easier now. Karofsky headed over to the news vans that were clustered around the front gate. Some other students were there trying to get a look into what was going on. Everyone knew that the Warbler's had a concert that night so most thought it was due to that. Karofsky knew otherwise and he was planning on blowing this up for one lucky reporter. Karofsky stood back for a second to observe the reporters. He wanted to make sure he got the right one as the wrong one would be more willing to hold information back and do it the proper way. Karofsky needed one that wanted to push their career to the sky. One that wouldn't hold back. Karofsky watched for a good twenty minutes and he noticed one female reporter. She went from student to student, but didn't linger long as it was clear she was looking for something juicier. Everyone seemed to believe this had to do with the benefit concert tonight. It was clear the reporter was feeling frustrated with the lack of information she was receiving. Karofsky smiled as he made his way over to her.

"Excuse me, are you a reporter?"

"Yes, Stacy Lewis. And you are?" She said with a warm smile.

"I'm Dave. Are you here about the benefit concert for tonight? My friend Blaine is performing tonight."

"You're friends with Blaine Anderson?" Stacy asked very interested in the conversation now.

"Ya sort of. I'm a close friend with his boyfriend Kurt Hummel."

"And where might he be?"

"He lives in New York City. He's a fashion designer and singer. He has a voice like an angel. Blaine's okay right? I mean you're not here because he collapsed or something from his condition."

"I'm actually here to write a story on Blaine and the hate crime he was a victim to. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that?"

"Not about the attack. Kurt would though. I know Blaine needs to have a transplant and has to take some medication to keep him alive. Tonight could very well be the last night Blaine performs. Kurt knows everything about it."

"What do you know about Blaine?"

"Well I know that he's the heir to Dalton, but apparently his grandfather stole it away from the Whitburn family. Took it right out from under them and cut all ties to other businesses that they shared together. Apparently, Michael Whitburn is the rightful heir to Dalton."

"Really? That's fascinating. Well you have been so helpful thank-you."

"You're welcome. Like I said though Kurt would know more."

"I'll make sure I give him a call then. Thank-you Dave."

"No problem. Have a good day."

Dave made his way back towards his room as he pulled out his cell phone to text Kurt.

"Stacy Lewis is the reporter I talked to. I told her that you were Blaine's boyfriend and that he had to have a transplant. I also mentioned how Dalton was supposed to belong to the Whitburn family and not Blaine. She said she was going to call you so be ready. Oh and I told her how you were a fashion designer and singer."

Karofsky couldn't help, but smile as he knew that now this would give Kurt a chance in the spotlight and it would help them both out. Stacy Lewis headed over to her crew and went straight for her assistant.

"I need the next flight out to New York City. I need a contact number for Kurt Hummel. I want an interview with him today. I want a ticket to this concert tonight. Make sure we have a pinhole camera with a high quality lens and mic that I can wear."

"I'm on it. Are you leaving now for the airport? And who do you want with you in New York?" Stacy's assistant asked.

"Just one cameraman, Have Jack bring a camera and mic hybrid with him on the plane. I want to head out right now so get those tickets booked first and call this Hummel kid. Find out when and where I can meet him. I want it setup for when we land." Stacy ordered.

"I'm on it."

Stacy headed over to her car and got in. She had a lot of work to do before tonight's concert and she was planning on getting it all done. This case could finally be her big break. She was not going to let this pass her by. She was going to use this case to make her way to a National News Station. Blaine Anderson was going to make that happen.

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Kurt was busy running around his apartment cleaning and getting it ready. He had received a call from Stacy Lewis' assistant requesting an interview with him. Kurt had immediately said yes. He was thrilled that Rachel was at work because he wouldn't have to share any of the spotlight. Kurt was very excited about this, because now was his shot at getting some recognition. If he could get some coverage he may be able to use it to jump-start his career and hopefully get out of that singing diner. Kurt made sure the whole apartment was clean and he had a fresh pot of coffee on. He then took a shower and got dressed in his best outfit that he could come up with on such short notice. Stacy was due here any moment and he wanted to look his best. With a deep breath to calm his nerves Kurt made his way into the kitchen to get himself a cup of coffee before they would arrive.

Not even five minutes later there was a knock at his door and Kurt instantly felt a rush of adrenaline surging through him. He went over to the door and let out a deep breath before he slid the door open and gave the two people on the other side a smile.

"Hello, please come on in." Kurt said as he held his arm out welcoming the reporter and cameraman into his home.

"Thank-you so much for meeting me on such short notice. I'm Stacy Lewis and this is Jack my cameraman." Stacy said as she held her hand out.

"Kurt Hummel. So pleased to meet you." Kurt said as he shock Stacy's hand and closing the door with his other.

"Your home is wonderful. I love the older lofts. They always have so much character and history. I love it." Stacy said with a warm smile as she looked around.

"Well it's a work in progress. My roommate and I haven't lived here for very long, less than a month. It's starting to come together though."

"You've been able to do this in under a month? I'm impressed. I was told you were a fashion designer. Did you make that outfit?"

"I did." Kurt said with a warm smile.

"Love it. You are going to do very well here in New York I can tell."

"Why thank-you. Can I get either of you a drink? Fresh pot of coffee is on."

"I would love a cup."

"I'm good thanks. Stace, where do you want me to set up?" Jack asked.

"I think if we do it where Kurt is on the couch and I sit in the chair. So anywhere you think you'll get the best angle."

"What would you like in your coffee Ms. Lewis?" Kurt asked as he poured her a cup.

"Just milk and please call me Stacy. Ms. Lewis always makes me feel so old." Stacy said with a slight cringe.

"I know what you mean sometimes at work I'll get called Mr. Hummel. I can't help it I look around to see where my dad is." Kurt said as he handed Stacy her cup of coffee.

"Where do you work?"

"Well for now I work at this quaint singing diner. I'm a server there so I get to sing all shift long to the customers. It's nice for exposure, but not something I plan on doing for much longer. Like I said I've only been here for less than a month and it was better than no job. I have some meetings though with a few fashion magazines this week. What station do you work out of? I didn't quite catch it over the phone."

"Station WKBB. It's a smaller station in Westerville. This is a huge opportunity for me if I'm being honest. I'm very lucky to be the first one to interview you."

"I'm always happy to help. Besides, as a gay man I feel very strongly for equal rights and no hate crimes. This is a perfect opportunity to bring awareness for it all."

"Couldn't agree more."

"We're all set Stace. Kurt, you'll need to wear this mic to pick up the audio better." Jack said holding a small black clip mic.

Kurt and Stacy both went over to the couch and Kurt got his mic hooked up under his shirt. Once they were all ready Jack gave a nod to Stacy to let her know they were recording and she began.

"This is Stacy Lewis all the way out in New York City. With me today is Kurt Hummel, an up and coming fashion designer and singing. He is also Blaine Anderson's boyfriend. For those of you that do not know Blaine Anderson is a senior at Dalton Academy. He was also a victim of a hate crime and is currently going through the courts to seek justice for himself. Kurt has so graciously agreed to meet with me. How are you doing with all of this Kurt?"

"I'm shocked, hurt, furious, so furious at the situation. Blaine is the love of my life and I'm the love of his life. We're soul mates. This affects me just as much as it affects Blaine." Kurt said making sure he put on the pain and sadness in his voice.

"Now Blaine has not currently made any comments to the press or otherwise. He's kept this very quiet and close to his chest. No one has been able to reach him for a comment or an interview. Would you please tell us your story? How did you both meet?"

"It's actually a beautiful story. I was a Junior at McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio. I was in their Glee club, the New Directions. Blaine was a Sophomore at Dalton Academy in their glee club, The Warblers. We were going up against each other in a singing competition and my school had never heard of them before. So they decided that I would be the one to go over to Dalton and be a spy. I had no idea that, that day I would fall in love and meet my soul mate."

"So you were actually sent to spy on Blaine and his glee club?"

"One hundred percent. I was amazed at the beauty of the school. I was coming down this spiral staircase and there was Blaine coming down. The whole school was going to an impromptu Warbler performance and unbeknownst to me he was the lead Warbler. He explained what happening and then he took my hand and we ran to the common's room. Blaine then began to sing Teenage Dream and he looked at me the whole time. It was magic. Then afterwards he totally knew I was a spy, but he took me for a coffee to chat anyways. We were friends for a little while and at one point I did transfer to Dalton for a semester. We started to date just over a year and a half ago now. Blaine transferred to McKinley last year to be with me in my senior year. He's so sweet like that. It was his idea for me to come up to New York and pursue my dreams. We've been in love ever since that first moment on the stairs."

"That is beautiful. Love at first sight and at your age is amazing and truly rare. Will he be joining you next year in New York?"

"Absolutely. He's already got his heart set on a school here. We'll be living together. Maybe here or maybe a new place. We'll see what happens."

"Is Blaine the reason why you transferred to Dalton for a semester?"

"I wish I could say it was, but sadly I was being bullied for being openly gay in McKinley and my dad thought it would be best to have me in a school where I felt safe. Dalton provides that safety for people who are different, assuming you can scrape up the very expensive tuition. I guess poor kids don't need to feel safe. My dad had to use the money he had been saving up for his honeymoon on it. He sacrificed a lot just to allow me to get away from my tormentors and be able to breathe again."

"So you yourself have experienced a level of a hate crime for being gay." Stacy said sympathetically.

"I don't know if some would classify it as that. Personally I would. I was hated and bullied for being gay. It's such a stupid thing to be hated for. Just because I like boys and not girls doesn't make me less of a person. Every day I would be tossed in dumpsters, slammed into lockers, had my books knocked out of my hands, called derogatory names. It was terrifying and horrible each and every day. Just having to get up every morning knowing that I would be subjected to that terror. I know millions of kids all over the world are bullied, but unless you've been one of those people it's hard to understand the impact it has on someone. It's why I love New York so much. I'm not the only gay person in town. It's comforting to know I can walk down the street and not have to worry."

"Some would classify that as bullying. I would classify what happened to you as a prolonged hate crime. They did not bully you because you were smart or in the wrong crowd. They bullied you, tormented you because you like boys and not girls. To me and I'm sure millions of people across the country would agree with me. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that and experience that pain and fear."

"Thank-you, but if it had not been for my experience I never would have the chance to be at Dalton and be close to Blaine. It's one of the things that we have bonded over, shared experiences."

"Has Blaine ever spoken to you about any of his experiences?"

"In the past he has. He doesn't like to talk about it with people. I was the first person he ever told about what happened to him. He was very broken up over it. I remember holding him for hours while he cried when he finally told me about this huge secret of his. My heart was broken for him."

"Can you tell me what happened?" Stacy asked gently.

"Blaine was Westerville High in his Freshman Year at a Saddie Hawkins Dance with his friend Eric. They were the only openly gay kids in the school. At the end of the dance they were jumped by four jocks. They were both beaten and called horrible names. Two more showed up in a vehicle and joined in. When they were finished they must have realized that either of them could identify their attackers. They put both Blaine and Eric into the vehicle and drove them out to a farmer's field. Blaine didn't tell me where. They were then beaten more and finally buried alive. Blaine was able to dig them out enough to free their heads, but that's all he was able to do. Blaine had extensive injuries that had him in the hospital for over a month. He was in a coma for a week. They had to operate on his brain and he had roughly ten broken bones. His friend Eric never recovered and was placed in a long-term care facility. He passed away a week ago from complications from the attack. Blaine actually has a damaged pancreas and is in need of a transplant for it now."

"The level of injuries was so extreme. The mental and emotional toll it must take on Blaine has to be horrible. Along with his physical health now is jeopardy."

"He's having a hard time recently with everything being brought up. Originally charges were not pressed due to the police. Now they are and it's bringing up all of those painful memories. He's having a hard time sleeping from it and with his pancreas it has become difficult for him every day. He has to monitor his sugar levels as they are too low, like one or two on the scale instead of six or seven for a healthy range. He has to take medication as well that makes him tired and sluggish. When the transplant does come in he'll have to be on anti-rejection medication for the rest of his life. All because he's gay and didn't want to hide it. He's going through a lot right now, but thankfully he has me to get him through."

"He's very lucky to have a loving and caring boyfriend. It must be hard for you both to be separated from each other."

"It's very hard. I'm going down there next weekend for his eighteenth birthday party. He's having it over at a friend's house. He'll be out here come the end of the school year and we'll find our own place to live. We make it work with texting and calls."

"Still I'd imagine it's hard on your physical relationship. Long distance relationships are always so hard, but especially at a younger age. how do you both handle the distance and potential jealousy issues?"

"Blaine and I talk all the time and we've sent some pictures back and forth to hold each other off. Long distant relationships work if both parties are willing to make it work. Blaine has a jealousy nature to him, burns knows I love him and would never cheat on him."

"So Blaine is the jealous type? What about with you both being singers? How does he handle you being out here pursuing your singing career?"

"Blaine is completely supportive of my singing career. When he comes down he'll be going to school for business. I have a stronger passion singing and the drive for the career. Blaine is more interested in taking over Dalton. I'm the singer and songwriter in the relationship."

"It's good that you both won't have to worry about competition between the two of you. So Blaine is set to be the heir to Dalton I've heard. How is he feeling about that do you know? Do you both talk about it?"

"We've spoken about it in the past. He's looking forward to it and is taking the steps to prepare to take over when it's time. Like I said he is going to be taking a business degree out here and he is also attending different events for Dalton. He's taking it very seriously."

"How are you feeling with it? You are the boyfriend of an heir to a very prestige academy. That must come with it's own pressure on you."

"It does, but I don't shy away from pressure. I love a good event and party and with being a fashion designer I get to show off my own designers to some high-end influencers. I'm looking forward to sharing that part of his life with him. Hopefully everything goes well with Blaine taking over."

"Why wouldn't it? Does it have something to do with how Dalton came into ownership from the Whitburn family?"

"You know about the Whitburn family?" Kurt asked surprised.

"I heard a rumour that Dalton was supposed to be owned by the Whitburn family when the Dalton family took it right from under them during development."

"It's a little more complicated than that. Blaine explained it to me recently the history behind Dalton. See the Dalton family, Blaine's mother's maiden name, their family was friends and business partners with the Clarington family and the Whitburn family. Now according to Blaine, who heard the story from his grandfather. The Whitburn and Dalton family were in on the school together, but right before the deeds were signed to the land the Whitburn grandfather attacked and raped a woman in a side alley. The Whitburn grandfather paid off the authorities and got away with it, but both the Clarington and Dalton families didn't believe he was innocent. So Blaine's grandfather used all of his own money to purchase the deeds to the land and built the academy. Cutting out the Whitburn family from now only the academy, but the other businesses they shared. The Clarington family did the same and the Whitburn family was banned from ever going to Dalton. I guess some could believe that the Dalton family had no right to do that and that part of Dalton belongs to the Whitburn family. But Grandpa Dalton used his own money for the deed and signed it himself. It would have been the same if an outsider bought it first from them."

"Wow history. It sounds like it would make a wonderful novel. Blaine should consider writing one. I'm sure there is a great deal of history buffs out there that would love to read the story."

"I'll make sure to pass it along to him." Kurt said with a warm smile as he was already thinking about how he could get the full history and write the story himself. It would be good to have some published works out there showcasing his writing abilities.

"I hear there is a benefit concert for tonight. Is Blaine singing with his condition? I would imagine with low blood sugar he needs to be very careful with the amount of physical activities he endures throughout the day."

"He does need to be very careful. The benefit concert is for abused children to raise money for awareness and building safe homes. He is singing tonight, but he won't be doing much dancing or performing in that sense. More on the sitting down and singing slow songs type of deal. He's got four solo songs that I wrote for him." Kurt said with a warm smile.

"I did not know that. I'll be there tonight so I will make sure to check out those songs. It's nice of you to let him sing your own original songs." Stacy said with a friendly smile.

"He was worried about writing his own songs and it's what boyfriends are for. Besides, he's not that interested in pursuing a singing career so it's not like I have to worry about him stealing them on me. That's what being in a relationship is all about, helping each other."

"Blaine is in the Warblers, is he the Captain or just one of the singers?"

"He's the Co-Captain. He's not too bad at it. He was the Captain before he transferred to McKinley. They never made it passed the second round in competition though. This year they may have a chance if the competition isn't too bad. They have the bonus of all the seniors from the really strong teams graduated out. Hopefully they can win. Blaine has won a Nationals Trophy with McKinley from last year. Out of three songs that the team sang, he sang two lines. It was really more about showcasing the seniors and all of our amazing talent. Blaine sang the least, but he got to experience being in Nationals and up on that stage so it was good for him."

"And like you said he doesn't have the interest in being on stage and with a singing career so it doesn't really matter." Stacy stated with understanding in her voice.

"Exactly." Kurt said with a smile.

"It has been a pleasure speaking with you today Kurt. Thank-you so much for taking the time out to speak with me and opening your beautiful home to us. I hope we can do this again sometime."

"Absolutely. And it was my pleasure to have you here in my home."

"This has been an interview with Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson's boyfriend. For a full look at this interview please check us out on our website WKBB dot com. I'm Stacy Lewis signing off." Stacy said with a smile.

"And we're good." Jack said.

"You did really well Kurt. I couldn't tell at all that you haven't done an interview before. You're a natural."

"Aw thanks that's so sweet. I was so nervous, but you're tone really helped to calm me down."

"All part of my job. You had some great information and it will be on tonight on the late news and then again tomorrow. I'm going to the concert tonight so I should have something more to add in for a longer segment. It's also going to be released to the newspapers tomorrow as well or the day after. I'll be working all night long it seems."

"The joys of your job."

"Absolutely. I love it. Thank-you again so much for meeting me on such short notice."

"It's no trouble at all. I knew what I was getting into when I found out Blaine was going to be pressing charges. It's no trouble at all. Besides with him being Dalton's heir it's something I just have to get used to."

"And it will be good for your career that's for sure. There is no such thing as bad news for No singers."

"Thank God for that."

"I'll be in touch if I have any further questions or something new comes up. If you hear anything I would greatly appreciate you giving me a call. You can reach me at any time." Stacy said as she handed over her business card.

"I'll do just that."

"We all set?" Stacy asked Jack.

"Ready when you are." Jack answered.

"We need to get going if we want to be back in time for this concert. Thank-you again Kurt it's been a pleasure." Stacy said as she held her hand out.

"It's no problem at all. Have a safe trip back." Kurt said with a smile as he shook her hand.

Kurt showed them out and once he was sure they were gone he let out a little squeal and did a little shimmy. He had just gone through an interview, his first official interview that will be online and on the TV. He was beyond excited and he knew he had a lot of work that needed to be done. He had to get a band together and start getting some songs to work as cover songs for auditions. He had to hop onto this new exposure before it was gone and they were on to something else. Kurt grabbed his laptop and sat down on the couch. He had an ad to get in place and some work to get done. He had his eyes on the prize and he wasn't going to let anything stand in his way. Kurt took out his cell phone and sent a text to Karofsky to let him know what had happened.

'Stacy Lewis just left. She asked me about our relationship, Blaine's career, the attack and Dalton. I told her how Blaine doesn't want a career as a singer and that he doesn't write his own songs. That the songs he is singing tonight are ones I wrote. She loved me. Absolutely loved me. She has a ticket to the concert tonight. She's posting the interview online and it will be on the evening news and tomorrow. She even said she was going to have something in the paper. Oh my God so excited!'

A few minutes later Karofsky's reply came in.

'Good baby that's awesome. I called my dad and told him about the benefit concert and he bought me a last minute ticket. I told him that it would be good for me to make future connections for when I go away for business school. He completely bought it so I'll be there tonight. I can record some of the songs for you that Blaine sings. If you write the songs and the music to it I know a trick that back dates them on a computer so if he tries and acts like they are his you'll have proof otherwise.'

'OMG that is perfect. I have an old notebook too with nothing in it so I can write the songs down in there and make it look like I transferred them over. This is perfect. You can see how him and that Snake are interacting. I bet you they are sleeping together. Oh and the best part was Stacy asked me about jealousy and I told her that Blaine was a very jealous person. She was eating everything I said to her right up. Oh and are you still close with Michael Whitburn?'

'I am why? I bet they are sleeping together it wouldn't surprise me. Of course she loved you, you're amazing. This is really going to help your career. Are you getting a band together and you should get a fashion portfolio together as well.'

'Stacy said that Blaine should write the story behind Dalton. I thought if you could get all of the information from Michael and then maybe trick Blaine some how to giving you his version I could write it up as a novel and sell it. I'm getting an ad right now for a band and that is a fabulous idea about the portfolio I'll work on that next. You are so sweet Dave.'

'I'll ask Michael. I'm taking History so I can ask Blaine about it from his perspective for a report. I'll get that for you this week or tonight maybe from Blaine if I can. I also put in another camera in his shower stall so it was more at his private area level. The guys are going to go crazy with it there. I'm increasing the monthly fee to $50. We have a hundred subscribers now that will definitely pay the extra $25. It'll give us $5000 a month with just the ones we have. Plus selling the extra videos and getting more subscribers. We're going to be rich.'

'OMFG that is amazing! But what about when school is over? There's only so long we can do this.'

'Then we do it in his place when he moves. He's going to be eighteen next week and that will open him up to an even larger pool of guys that don't want to look at underage kids. I could get more hidden cameras and you could put them in his room at his house so we'll always have him on camera no matter where he is.'

'Ok, ok I'll do that. You just have to show me how. I'll be there next weekend so it'll be perfect to put them in. I'll just come up with some excuse to be at his house early. Did you get the other thing we talked about?'

'I'm working on it. I know the person I can get it from at Scandals. I'll go tonight after the concert and grab it. You need an excuse to get him into the dorms though that night.'

'I'll cover that. We can talk about it next weekend when I see you. This is going to be amazing. I've been looking at condos with recording studios in them. It's about 5 million dollars, but the condo has three bedrooms, a full soundproof recording studio, three full bathrooms, a golf simulator room and then the building itself has a movie theatre, indoor heated pool, roof top patio and bar. It's amazing. I'll send you the link. We just need to come up with the money in like nine months.'

'We'll need a lot of subscribers and to slowly increase the price. Plus a serious number of hot videos. But with all the press about Blaine going around right now we can definitely get there. I can push it around other sites and market it to increase it even more. You should start thinking of little stories you can send to the news outlets about Blaine for them to print. It can be any kind of story that it wouldn't trace back to you. We just need to keep him in the spotlight as much as possible with this. The stories can be completely made up who cares. They just want the press coverage to increase the site and our profits.'

'I can totally do that. Ok I have a serious list of things that need to get done. Let me know how the concert goes and I'll work on this and get them going. You're a genius Dave. Can't wait to be living in a fancy condo. I'll send you the link too.'

'I can't wait to see it and for this year to be over so I can be out there with you. I'll text you tonight and send you some pictures of them on stage. You could start a rumour of them being together and play the cheating on you card. That will really drum up some drama and stories.'

'Oh I like that. Ok talk to you tonight. So excited. I gotta go.'

'Me too I need to start getting everything ready for tonight and working on the site to really boost our numbers. I'm gonna make this happen. Your dreams are going to come true baby. Talk to you tonight.'

Kurt gave a chuckle, as he was so excited. He knew that this was wrong to do to Blaine, but that part of his brain that screamed 'no don't' was silenced out by the fact that he could be living in a high-rise luxury condo with his own recording studio. He could have everything he ever wanted and dreamed of. If Blaine was the price to pay for that then so be it. Blaine was already cheating on him; there was no way Kurt was going to let him do that for nothing. This was Blaine's punishment for hurting him and acting this way. Kurt deserved all the things he ever wanted and he was not going to let anyone stop him or get in his way. With the help of Karofsky he would be a huge success.

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Blaine's alarm went off and he instantly turned it off. The loud beeping sound was making his head feel like it was going to explode still. His headache was not going away anytime soon it seemed like. Even though he's had this headache for three days now there didn't seem to be an end in sight for him. Blaine was really hoping the almost five hours of sleep would have been enough for his body to readjust and reset, but it seemed like it had made him even more tired and feeling sluggish. Blaine honestly had no idea how the hell he was going to be pulling this off tonight. He didn't have a choice those people were depending on him and he was not going to let them down. He couldn't let his friends down either. Everything was set and it was bad enough he was changing a song on them for one of his own originals. Blaine couldn't go back to sleep he had to get up and just hope that everything would be okay. Maybe once he ate something and was moving around he would be feeling better and be able to get his mind into the game. Blaine reached over and checked his phone and saw that no one had texted or called him. Which meant that nothing horrible had happened. He expected a text from Cooper, but Blaine figured that maybe their dad had mentioned he was going to get some sleep and to leave him alone. Blaine sent off a quick text making sure Cooper was alright before sending one to Sebastian letting him know that he was awake and going to get ready and something to eat. Blaine was really thankful that Sebastian was being a really good sport about all of this and was there to help out. Blaine honestly had no idea what he would have done without him. Sebastian and Jeff had been his rock and support through all of this and Blaine was forever thankful for them both.

Blaine forced his body to get up into a sitting position and the room automatically spun on him. Blaine placed his head in his hands and waited for the spinning to stop. Blaine reached over to where his monitor was and checked his sugar. He wasn't surprised at all to see it down to one point nine. Blaine grabbed one of his pens that he left out for when he was awake and gave himself the shot. It would bring it up to around four for now so at least it would be a little bit better and more manageable. He would need to keep a very close eye on it tonight while he was performing. The last thing Blaine wanted was to pass out right on stage. He wasn't sure he would live the embarrassment down. Once Blaine felt like he could stand up and make it to his bathroom to shower he got up and headed into his bathroom. Blaine started the shower completely unaware of the two hidden cameras in the stall. He got into it once he removed his clothes and stood there under the hot water. His whole body was sore for some reason so the hot water hitting his body felt amazing right now. Blaine stood there for as long as he thought his body could handle before he started to wash his hair. Once his hair was clean he grabbed the body wash and started to wash his body and his crotch. All while never knowing of the growing audience watching him all over the world. Once he was cleaned off Blaine turned off the water and got out. He dried off and walked into his room naked and over to his closet to get dressed. He had to wear his uniform, but decided to leave the tie hanging loose and his jacket off for now. When it was time he could complete his look. Once dressed he went into the bathroom again and slicked back his hair before he went and grabbed his wallet, phone, tester and five pens just in case for tonight. He put everything into a small bag and headed out of his room and down to the cafe to grab something simple to eat.

It wasn't until just before five that night did Blaine walk into the Grand Hall to see it almost complete. The stage was up and the guys were all getting the last few chairs and tables set up. Blaine could see the lights had been installed and the caterers were making their way around the room getting centerpieces together and the tables set. Blaine walked in and spoke as he did.

"Guys this looks great."

The guys turned at the sound of Blaine's voice and they all gave him a smile. He didn't look any better though. He still looked beyond exhausted and sick. They could tell that today was a really bad day for his sugar and just one of those days where the doctor had said he would feel horrible. It was clear he wasn't feeling that great and the guys were instantly worried about how well his body was going to handle this tonight. They didn't want to have to remove Blaine from the numbers, especially with only ninety minutes until they had to greet people and perform. They would do it if they had to though, because Blaine meant way too much to them not to go through the annoyance and stress of it all. They all just wanted Blaine to be healthy again. The problem was, there was no way Blaine was going to allow himself to be removed and not perform tonight.

"I would ask how you are feeling, but it's pretty obvious. No offense B." Sebastian said as they made their way over to him.

"I was really hoping I would look better after showering and eating. Scale of one to ten?" Blaine asked slightly worried.

"I would say a strong seven. I already know the answer to this, but." Sebastian started, but was cut off by Blaine.

"I'm getting on that stage Bas. I've never missed a performance and I'm not about to start now. I brought my pens with me and I called the school nurse. She is still in and when it's time to meet and greet she's going to come down and give me a B12 shot. It'll last for three hours and just boost my energy. With the shot and with my sugar in a decent level I'll feel better long enough to get through the show."

"Is that safe with your condition?" Jeff asked with worry in his voice.

"Ya, it won't mess with my sugar. She did warn me though that once it starts to wear off I'll be crashing right back down to not feeling that great. But by then I'll be done performing and hopefully in the car or in my dorm room if I can't make it home tonight. I can sleep all day tomorrow if I have to. We don't need practice tomorrow so it's not that big of a deal. Most of the songs I'm not dancing much to begin with. We made sure of that. I'll be fine guys."

"For rehearsal just sit down on a stool and sing. Don't dance until you have to for the show tonight. What is your sugar at now?" Hunter asked.

"It was one point nine when I woke up about ninety minutes ago. I haven't checked it yet. I just ate so I'll check it again in twenty minutes."

"Why is it so low again. I thought the medication was supposed to be helping you. It's been two weeks shouldn't your body be used to it by now?" Nick asked.

"The doctor that ran the tests today said that one of the side effects with the medication is basically what I'm feeling today. It's rare for it to be a side effect and it won't always be like this, but for now my body has adjusted to it and this is something I'll have to deal with from time to time. Stress makes my body burn through sugar faster and with everything this past week with the new charges my body is trying to catch back up. I'll be okay. This is done tonight so I won't have this to worry or stress over it. And the press is the press. I don't know what I'm going to do about it, but I can't change or stop what they are going to report. All I can do is deal with it as it comes and hope it won't be too bad."

"That's all you can do really." Thad said sympathetically.

"We're all here for you Blaine. If you ever need to talk or a place to hide out in. You can come to any of us." Derek said supportively.

"I know and I appreciate it guys, Really I appreciate everything you've done since this whole mess started. You guys have all been really amazing. I don't know what I would do without you."

"You'd eat a lot less apples." Beat said with a smirk.

Blaine and the guys gave a chuckle to that as Mitch spoke.

"Speaking of apples, there's a couple of small bottles of apple juice sitting in a bucket of ice for you in case you need them."

"You guys rock. And I'll need it most likely to get me through."

"What did you eat?" Sebastian asked.

"Just some chicken soup. Not the best thing to be eating before a show, but my stomach is not hungry."

"Have you eaten anything today?" Sebastian asked concerned.

"I ate a piece of toast this morning."

"B."

"I know. I'm just not hungry today and that is probably not helping me any. I just have to get through the next five hours and I'll be fine. It's just a bad day Bas. We knew it would happen. It just picked a really bad day for it."

"I know B. You need to sit and we need to finish setting this room up so we can rehearse."

"And don't even think about arguing. You need to sit and save energy for tonight so you don't collapse in the middle of it." Jeff added with a stern voice. One that Blaine knew he wasn't playing around. It was rare when Jeff got totally serious and stern with someone. He was a very easy going guy. It showed Blaine just how worried Jeff was about him.

"I wasn't going to argue Herc." Blaine said with a small smile.

"You must be tired Strummer." Jeff said with a warm smile.

"Funny." Blaine said with a slight eye roll.

"Come on, you can sit on the stager and direct." Sebastian said as he placed a hand on the small of Blaine's back.

Blaine once again allowed himself to be guided over to the stage and up onto it. Everything for the stage was ready and there was even the curtain up to hide the sides of it so they could get ready backstage when they weren't on. Sebastian grabbed a stool and placed it down on the stage and Blaine sat down. Blaine grabbed Sebastian's hand as he spoke gently.

"I'm okay Bas."

"I know, I just hate seeing you this sick. I wish there was something I could do to help you feel better."

"That's because you are secretly sweet." Blaine said with a small smile.

"Only to you. Did you get a hold of your parents and Cooper?"

"I called my Dad and he said he would handle it. He was going to call Cooper. I haven't talked to them yet since I got up. They should be here soon to help finish getting the final touches in order. Are the press still out front do you know?"

"No they left. My Dad was able to get a temporary court order. He'll have to go back on Monday to the official court to get one more permanent. At least tonight we won't have to worry about it. You just relax and we'll finish up and then we can rehearse."

"The guys are going to kill me. I changed one of my originals."

"Wait what? Which one?"

"The first one. I'm going to play the piano for it. And before you ask my hand is better. I was playing it last night. I'm okay to play one song. The piano is on stage the whole time anyways so it's not like we need to figure that out."

"When did you write it?"

"Last night. I couldn't sleep from the nightmares so I thought I'd write it out. Hopefully it's okay."

"I'm sure it's amazing B. I'll let the guys know. You relax. Do you want me to grab an apple juice for you?"

"No I'm alright, thanks though."

"I can stay with you tonight if you want. Keep you company in case you're sick all night."

"I'm starting to think you hate sleep." Blaine said with a small smile.

"I don't mind waking up for you. Besides I won't sleep if I'm worrying about you all night. At least this way I can see for myself that you're alright."

"Well how can I say no to an offer like that?"

"See totally irresistible." Sebastian said with a cocky smile.

"I don't know how I've been able to this long." Blaine said back with his own smile.

Sebastian gave him a wink before he headed back down to the guys to finish getting everything set up so they could run through their show. Blaine sat there watching the guys and when it was time he sat off to the side and did his singing parts while the guys did a full run-through. Blaine hated not being able to be up there with them and doing it fully, but if he wanted to be able to sing tonight he had to stay sitting and just taking it easy so he could perform tonight. When it was seven thirty they had to call it quits so they could start letting people in. Blaine saw the school nurse and he went over to her so he could get the B12 shot before he would need to find his parents and start playing nice. With the B12 shot done Blaine headed to where he figured his parents would be. He got to the front door and sure enough his parents were there speaking with Sebastian's father and another woman. Blaine went over to them and did his best to look not like death.

"Hey Mom, Dad."

"Blaine sweetie there you are. How are you feeling? You don't look so good." Mrs. Anderson said as she pulled Blaine into a hug.

"I'm alright Mom. Just tired. I'll be fine." Blaine said as he hugged his mom back.

"Blaine are you sure you're okay? You look sick and exhausted." Mr. Anderson said with concern as he took a good look at his son.

"It's just been a bad day for my sugar. I slept earlier and the school nurse checked me out and gave me a B12 shot. I'll be fine for the concert and then I'll sleep all day tomorrow if I have to. I've been sitting around and the guys have been getting everything ready. I'm alright for this."

"Are you sure? I know you don't like the thought of not being on stage tonight, but it's not worth the risk to your health. If you don't feel up to this son then you shouldn't be doing this." Mr. Anderson said in a serious voice as they moved over slightly so no one outside would hear them.

"I know Dad. Really I'm okay to do this. I have lots of pens with me and there's apple juice behind stage. My sugar is sitting at four right now. The B12 will not affect my sugar levels and it will give me some energy to get through the next few hours. I'll be okay. Tomorrow nothing is going on so I can sleep the day away."

"Alright if you're sure. However, if Monday morning you are not feeling better I want you to stay out of class. Just rest. If you push yourself too much you'll have more sick days than you would have if you just took it easy." Mr. Anderson said.

"I know. I'll be careful. I might crash in my room here tonight though if that's okay. Depends on how I'm feeling."

"We understand. We would prefer you to be home, but it's fine. If you don't feel well enough I would rather you take the five minutes to get to your room than the drive home." Mrs. Anderson said.

"You shouldn't be alone though if you're that sick." Mr. Anderson added.

"Bas said he would be crashing with me tonight no matter where I end up. He's pretty worried, all the guys are. It'll be good to have tonight over with and just go back to normal classes and working on Sectionals."

"You need less stress in your life to help with your sugar. Hopefully the press won't be too bad." Mr. Anderson said.

"What happened with that? Anyone call? How did the Board and Coop take it?" Blaine asked, as he hadn't heard anything from his parents or Cooper since.

"The Board and Cooper both knew it would be coming eventually. They will handle it when it is addressed to them. So far nothing has been printed so we don't know what they will mention. We suspect that come tomorrow morning something will be there in it. Maybe even the late news tonight. It's not for you to worry about right now though. Just focus on performing tonight. Is the room setup?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"Everything is good to go. We can open the doors and let them in." Blaine answered.

"Let's get this concert started then." Mrs. Anderson said with a smile and the three of them walked back over to the front door.

Mr. Smythe and the other woman were no longer there and Blaine was hoping that they were off to find Sebastian. Blaine and his parents headed into the main room as people were making their way into the school. A few of the guys were helping out by putting coats away and giving out tickets for coat check. Blaine made sure he gave a smile to everyone that came over to speak with his parents. Blaine knew the game and how he had to look happy and interested in everything they said. When in reality he was exhausted and just wanted to sleep. While Blaine's parents were speaking with a few powerful influencers within the community a man walked up to him.

"You're Blaine Anderson correct?"

"Yes I am. Is there something I can help you with Sir?" Blaine asked politely. Blaine had never seen this man before so he wasn't too sure who he was.

"I'm a huge fan of yours. I was hoping maybe I could have an autograph." The man said as he held out a small pocket book with a pen.

Blaine was shocked and speechless. He had never had anyone ask him that before nor did he expect it tonight. Blaine took the book and pen as he spoke.

"Of course ya. Who can I make it out to?"

"Chris Johnson."

"To Chris Johnson, your support means the world to me. With love Blaine Anderson." Blaine spoke as he wrote. Blaine handed it back as he spoke to the man. "You are my first autograph Mr. Johnson."

"Mr. Johnson, like that. I'm sure you are going to get many more autographs and fans Blaine. I look forward to the show and many more from you."

"Thank-you. Hopefully you enjoy it and it's a good show for you."

"It always is. You have yet to disappoint. I should get a drink and a seat in the front row so I don't miss a moment of it. Break a leg."

"Thank-you." Blaine said with a smile.

Blaine watched as the man left and he couldn't help, but feel slightly weird by the interaction. The man was slightly creepy, but Blaine couldn't hold it against him. A lot of the older men in this world could be classified as slightly creepy. A fan was a fan and he would deal with them as they came up. It was his first autograph and Blaine was feeling pretty cool about it. Blaine figured he would start to head backstage so he could sit down before they would need to start. He was almost there when a slightly older woman stopped him.

"Excuse me, are you Blaine Anderson?"

"Yes, can I help you?"

"I'm Stacy Lewis, huge fan. I just had to come over and say hello to the future of Dalton." Stacy said as she held her hand out.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Ma'am." Blaine said as he shook her hand.

"Oh please I am too young to be called Ma'am. How are you feeling? You're looking a little under the weather."

"I'm fine, it's just been a long day."

"I hope your sugar levels are okay. I've heard from a few Board members that you've been struggling with your condition recently. It's tragic what happened to you. I hope you're not struggling too badly with it." Stacy said as she already had her camera and mic hidden on her jacket recording everything right now.

"It's difficult, but I manage it. I'm lucky that it is something that can be managed from day to day until the transplant comes in."

"It must be a lot of pressure for you. Co-Captain of the Warblers, heir to Dalton, now with everything going on with your conditions and the rumours of criminal charges. It must be a lot of pressure on you." Stacy said sympathetically.

"It has it's moments, but life does with everything. There are people out there in the world with a lot less than I have and more medical problems and social problems than I do. I'm very blessed to have a loving and supportive family and circle of close friends. I'm going through some stuff right now, but my problems are temporary and there are billions of other people in the world that need help more than I do. It's why I'm honoured to be able to put on this benefit concert to help those children who are being abused find a way to safety. Tonight needs to be about them and not whatever drama is floating around. They deserve the spotlight tonight."

"Well Blaine I think you are going to be a fabulous Director of Dalton one day. And you are right tonight is about them. I look forward to hearing you sing. Break a leg tonight." Stacy said with a warm smile.

"Thank-you. I really need to get backstage. Please help yourself to some food and refreshments."

"I will on my way to my seat."

Blaine gave her a friendly smile before he finally made the rest of the way to the backstage area. There were a few of the guys there and Blaine sat down on a stool and grabbed an apple juice. Soon they would be out on stage and once this was done Blaine had plans of sleeping the next twenty-four hours away.

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Sebastian had went over to the front door with the guys to help get everyone inside and situated. He had been able to avoid his father for the first fifteen minutes, but his luck run out when he walked into the grand room to go backstage. There in front of him was not only his father, but his mother as well. Sebastian could instantly feel the rage and disgust filling his whole body. They both came over to him and Sebastian went to turn away, but Mr. Smythe reached out and gently took his arm.

"Son wait please." Mr. Smythe spoke softly so no one else around them would hear.

Sebastian turned around to face his father and kept his voice a harsh whisper.

"As long as she's around, I have nothing to say to you."

"Now Sebastian this has gone on long enough. I'm sick of this attitude you have towards me. Your father wants to talk to you and you won't disrespect him like this." Sebastian's mother, Rebecca, scolded.

"I have nothing to say to either of you. I want you both out of my life. Stop calling me, stop texting me, just leave me alone. When we have to be in the same room then fine, otherwise leave me alone." Sebastian said with hurt in his voice,

"Please son, talk to me. We don't have to do it now, but please talk to me. Tell me what's hurting you so much. Whatever it is I'll listen and I'll believe you. Please give me the chance." Mr. Smythe pleaded with his son.

"You don't need to speak to him like this. Just give it up if it was important he would have said something. Chances are he's just going to lie anyways." Rebecca said.

"Congratulations Dad, there's someone I hate more than you. Mother."

"I just want to understand Son, that's all. Regardless of what you think I'll always be there for you. There's nothing you could tell me that would make me walk away from you or not love you. I just want to know so I can help you." Mr. Smythe pleaded.

"You want to help me, you should have when I called begging to come home all those times. You want to help then leave me alone. I'll see you when I have to, but otherwise just leave me alone. Seeing you hurts too damn much and I'm honestly just trying to make it through each day. Please give me space. I need space."

"What about next weekend? Blaine's party, will you be there?" Mr. Smythe asked not even bothering to cover the hurt and worry in his voice.

"Ya I'll be there for B."

"I want you to know that I'll always be there for you. You can call or come over anytime you want or need to. I'll always be there for you. You're my son and I love you, even if you don't believe it right now. I love you and I'm worried and scared for you. I wish you would tell me, but when you're ready I'll be there to listen. No matter what it is, I'll listen. You are my son and the most important priority in my life." Mr. Smythe said in a serious voice that he was hoping Sebastian would believe him.

"If that's true, then why the hell is she here? After what she did. Why the hell is she here?" Sebastian said with hurt and anger in his voice.

He didn't even let his father comment on that before he turned and walked as quickly as he could to the backstage area and off to the bathroom so he could get himself together and get his head back in the game. Tonight when this was all over and done with he could go and get drunk and high on an old stomping ground he used to go to when he first got back here. He just had to get through this performance and then he could go and forget. He just had to forget. Sebastian took in a few shaky breaths and closed his eyes for a moment, just a moment to get his mind back in the game and focused. When he was ready he headed out and went to meet up with the rest of the Warblers to begin.

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Mr. Smythe gently pulled Rebecca off to the side so they could talk in private.

"What the hell did you do to him in Paris?" Mr. Smythe kept his voice a whisper, but the anger was clear within it.

"Nothing besides good parenting. He was like this since he started that school. Everything was my fault and never good enough for him. He hated me almost from the very first day. He blames me for everything. It wouldn't surprise me if he blames me for Global Warming. You raised a spoiled child and when I got him he learnt that life didn't just hand you things. He rebelled and did everything he could to make my life miserable and to screw up his. I should have just let him be thrown in jail all those times he was brought home by the police. Maybe that would have straightened his attitude out." Rebecca said with anger and annoyance that she was being blamed once again for Sebastian's behaviour.

"He told me that he was in Hell. People who get to do whatever they want don't feel that way. He didn't say anything to you? Nothing happened that he told you about?" Mr. Smythe asked just looking for some form of an answer to explain why Sebastian did a complete one-eighty.

"No, nothing. He got away with murder. He was making me pay for leaving him and that's exactly what he is doing to you now. Making you pay for shipping him off to the horrible world of Paris freaking France."

"What about Steve? Did something happen between them? Did he call Sebastian any names, anything?"

"They were almost never around each other. Steve's a police officer you know that. He couldn't stand the way Sebastian was acting out. He kept himself busy and away from him at all costs. He almost ruined my marriage because of his antics."

"Well then you both missed something, something major. Children don't just rebel like this, not to this extreme. If he wanted to make me pay for sending him to you, he still would be doing it. He's trying to graduate and go to University. He's not rebelling against me he's genuinely hurt and angry with me. Something had to of happened in Paris that you both missed."

"Steve and I both work. We couldn't watch him twenty-four seven and even if we could he was almost never there. If something happened he was never going to tell either of us. Lord knows I've given him plenty of opportunities to talk to me about anything that was bothering him. He refused each and every time. Poor Steve almost lost his job from the crap Sebastian was saying about him. We did the best that we could. Now he's your problem. With any luck he'll be gone to University next year and then he can be someone else's problem and you can go back to focusing on your work."

"He's not some old dog that I'm looking to get rid of. Regardless of what city he is in I'm still going to worry about him. Especially when he is still hurting this much from some kind of devastating secret he's keeping. He shouldn't be walking around in that much hidden pain. It's not healthy. I don't want my son turning back to drugs just to make it through the day. He deserves better than that. I thought you wanted to try with him again. It's why you came with me tonight instead of sitting in your hotel room."

"I'm here on business. I thought maybe he would want to try again with how you said he's been doing in school. Turns out he's still the same ass just with better grades. He's a lost cause, accept that Jack."

"I refuse to believe or accept that. And what surprises me is how easily you do. You're supposed to be his mother. How can you act like this when our son is clearly in pain?"

"You can't help someone who doesn't want it and I can't love someone I barely know, son or not. That's just who I am and you knew that when you married me."

"Well he's my son and I love him. Stay here tonight or don't, but you're not sitting with me. I'm not picking anyone over him. Too much is riding on this and I am not going to continue to give him reasons not to trust me. From now on our dealings will be strictly parenting related. Now excuse me, I need a drink before I get my seat. My son is performing tonight and it's one of the very few things that make him smile anymore. I'm not going to miss a second of it for anyone."

Mr. Smythe didn't even let Rebecca respond. He made his way over to the drink bar and grabbed himself a whiskey before he went and sat down at the table where he knew Blaine's parents were going to be, right in the front row. Mr. Smythe didn't know what happened to Sebastian, but he was going to earn his trust no matter what he had to do. He would respect Sebastian's wishes and stop contacting him for the next week. With any luck at Blaine's party they would be able to talk and maybe do something together that would help reduce the hostility that Sebastian has for him. Mr. Smythe was also going to take Blaine's words to heart that Sebastian didn't really hate him. He was just the only person around that he could hate. Mr. Smythe was determined to handle it. He could take the hate if it meant that he could help his son in the end. He was never going to give up on Sebastian, ever.

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Karofsky arrived at the concert and immediately went to look for Blaine's parents. He was going to ask Blaine about the history, but changed his mind. He figured that his parents, especially his mother would be more willing to talk about it with him. It would be easier to convince her that he had a History project on it than to try and convince Blaine. Blaine also most likely wouldn't be comfortable talking to him about it. This way he would be able to get the information from her and Michael had already spoken to him about it. He would record it on his phone and then send Kurt all of the video and audio files from tonight. With their plan in motion they were going to be making a lot of money. From the new camera and Blaine's shower tonight the viewing rate skyrocketed. They already had fifty new subscribers from just that one shower. Now they were up to a hundred and fifty monthly subscribers at fifty dollars each. If they would reach the five hundred mark they would be able to get that condo easily with the sales of added videos. The more famous Blaine was the more money they would be able to make off the site. Come the weekend Karofsky would be able to market the site as Blaine would now be of age and it would open the world to them and skyrocket the website.

Karofsky found Mrs. Anderson alone getting a drink. He went over to her and put on his most polite smile he could manage before he spoke.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Anderson."

Mrs. Anderson turned around and gave Karofsky a warm smile as she spoke.

"Yes, can I help you?"

"My name is David Karofsky, I know your son. This is probably bad timing, but I don't know if I'll ever get the chance again to speak with you. I'm doing a history report for my History class. My topic is the history of Dalton. I've heard some rumours around the school that Dalton was built or supposed to be built I guess I should say with another family on the deeds. I was hoping that maybe you would have a moment real quickly to go over the history of Dalton."

"Of course it's no problem at all. I'm happy to help a student. Why don't we go and sit down and I can answer any questions you might have."

"Thank-you so much. It truly means a lot to me." Karofsky said with a warm smile.

"It's no problem at all. I'm always happy to help a student."

They both made their way over to Mrs. Anderson's table and Karofsky pulled out his phone and began to ask away. He wasn't surprised at all to see how easily Mrs. Anderson told the story. She seemed quite happy to tell it to someone that was so eagerly willing to listen. Karofsky couldn't help, but think she was a very nice woman. Even though she was rich up the ass and had every reason to be a stuck up bitch. Karofsky figured that in a public place like this she couldn't really be that big of a bitch without causing too much attention to herself. That wouldn't be good for the image after all. Karofsky couldn't help, but smile just thinking about all the things he was doing to her son and would be doing to him. She had no idea what she was doing or that she was helping her son's life be even more miserable and stressful. Once he had all of the information he made sure to thank her once again before getting the hell out of there. The show would be starting soon so Karofsky got a drink and went to sit in the back of the room. He had a perfect view of the stage and it would be perfect for him to be able to film it without it being noticeable. Now all Karofsky had to do was wait for the show to start.

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All of the guys were backstage ready to go on. Blaine had taken a shot just a few minutes ago to help add a little boost to his sugar level. He still was feeling rough, but the B12 shot helped to give him some energy. For the first time today, Blaine was feeling confident that he would be able to get through this concert tonight. After that he was heading straight for his bed. Blaine was a little worried about Sebastian though. He seemed to be really upset about something, but he wasn't letting on as to what. He was just more quiet than usual and Blaine could see the hurt in his eyes that he was trying to hide and bury. Blaine was going to ask him what was wrong, but they just didn't have the time for it right now. He was hoping that tonight when they headed off to bed that he would be able to find out what was going on.

"You guys all set?" Hunter asked.

"Ready when you are." Nick said with a smile.

"Blaine, are you ready? You feeling okay?" Jeff asked with concern.

"I'm good guys really. It's eight o'clock so let's get started." Blaine answered.

"Let's do this then." Thad said with a huge smile.

They all headed out onto the stage and the whole room applauded their presence. Once the room quieted down Blaine stepped out front and spoke.

"Thank-you so much for coming here tonight. My name is Blaine Anderson and we are the Dalton Academy Warblers. Programs have been left at the tables for those of you who like to follow along. Tonight is about helping abused children and raising money to increase awareness across schools as well as building safe havens for children who need to escape the abuse for a night or permanently. Please give generously and what you can. This is a fight that we all need to be a part of. We hope you enjoy your evening with us here tonight. Without further adieu, let the show begin." Blaine said with a warm smile. The room applauded once again as the guys all got into position and began their first song

They were three songs into the concert when it was time for Blaine's first original song. It was going to be the one that he decided to change last minute last night. He had yet to play it for anyone, as he didn't want to hurt his wrist during rehearsal. He was very nervous and worried about it, but he was just going to hope for the best right now. Blaine was backstage with the guys except for Beat and Thad who were up on stage just finishing their duet. Blaine removed his wrist brace and handed it to Jeff.

"Are you sure you're wrist is good enough to play?" Jeff asked with concern as he took the brace.

"It'll be fine for one song. I could play last night for three hours before it hurt too much. Three minutes will be fine. Hopefully no one boos."

"No one has ever booed you in your whole life. I doubt they are going to start now. You're voice is amazing and your songs are just as amazing. You never have to worry about that Strummer."

"Thanks Herc. Looks like we're about to find out." Blaine said as Beat and Thad came off the stage.

Blaine made his way onto the stage and over to the black piano sitting on the back of the stage. He sat down and turned to face the audience as he spoke into the mic.

"I know in the program it states that I'll be singing a upbeat song. I've decided to change it last minute. As some of you may know or have heard, I've lost a close friend of my recently, within the past week. He had been in a vegetative state for three years, but it was still a shock to lose him. This is a song I wrote last night and I thought I would play it for you. It's called Hurt."

Blaine turned back to the piano and placed the mic back into its slot before he began to play and sing his heart out.

Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
Ohhh ohhh
I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To hear your voice again
Sometimes I want to call you, but I know you won't be there
I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you
Some days I feel broke inside, but I won't admit
Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss
You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this
Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes and see you looking back
I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself
If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that
I've missed you since you've been away
Oh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line to try to turn back time
I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself
By hurting you

Blaine finished the last notes on the piano and the whole room was silent for a few moments before being engulfed in a roar of applause. Blaine could see that his mother along with a good majority of the women in the room had tears in their eyes or freely going down their cheeks. Blaine stood up and thanked them before he made his way back towards the guys.

"That was the saddest song I've ever heard." Mitch whispered to the guys as Blaine got up from the piano.

"It was real and true. It was something he needed to say and he did it perfectly." Derek said.

"Anyone who says he doesn't have talent is insane." Hunter said.

Blaine came over to the guys and Jeff pulled him into a hug and whispered to him.

"That was beautiful Strummer. He would have been proud."

"Thanks Herc." Blaine whispered back as he held onto his best friend as the other guys who were up next took to the stage.

After a moment they pulled apart and Jeff handed Blaine his brace back as he spoke.

"How's your wrist?"

"It's good. Playing the piano doesn't move my wrist too much. It's playing the guitar that would hurt. It felt good to play again. I've missed it."

"I've missed hearing it. How are you feeling?"

"I'm alright. I'll drink some more juice to help keep my sugar in good standing. I'm okay really. And we made it so that I wouldn't be dancing much to begin with. I'm alright really, stop worrying."

"What about tonight? Are you going home?"

"I don't think so. I think I'm going to stay here tonight that way I can sleep tomorrow. Bas said he would crash with me tonight just in case."

"Good. I didn't want you to be alone. Are your parents okay with you staying here?"

"They would prefer for me to be home, but they understand why I might not be able to do that."

"As long as you are alright to go into your dorm then I think it would be best for you. That way you can sleep and not have to worry about getting to school Monday morning. Or if you aren't feeling any better you can just crash in your room Monday too. Your teachers will understand."

"That's what my parents said. And I said if I didn't feel well that I would do just that. I'm not about to push myself and ruin the rest of the year because I got too sick from doing too much. Don't worry I got this."

"Good. Let's get you some juice before you have to go back on." Jeff said with a smile.

Blaine just playfully rolled his eyes as he went with Jeff to grab something to drink and to sit for a few minutes. He didn't have to go back on for another four songs when him and Sebastian were going to do a duet. When it was time for Blaine and Sebastian to do their duet they all got onto the stage. Some of the guys were going to be playing their instruments, as they wanted to showcase Blaine's voice in a normal setting. Blaine said they didn't need to do that, but they all wanted to use this concert to help get Blaine's name out there. Sebastian grabbed two stools so him and Blaine could sit down. Sebastian didn't want Blaine standing unless they had no other choice. They were waiting to start when Jeff came over to them with a mic in his hands and both Sebastian and Blaine were confused as to what was going on.

"Hello Ladies and Gentlemen. I hope you are enjoying tonight so far." Jeff paused as the crowd began to clap and cheer. Once it was quieted down some he spoke again. "We have a special surprise for you in store as our Co-Captains are going to sing you all a song that is not in the program. It was a special song we added just for your pleasure. So please give it up for our two Captains."

As the crowd applauded Blaine and Sebastian turned to Jeff both very confused and annoyed. Jeff bent down and smiled as he whispered so only they could hear him.

"Relax you both know the song. You'll recognize it right away. Sebastian starts. Have fun."

With that Jeff turned and walked away leaving both Blaine and Sebastian confused as to why the guys had done this. They didn't practice this and they don't even know what the song was until they began to play. There was no telling how they would sound or if they even knew all of the lyrics or the order they should sing it in. Blaine was way too much of a perfectionist to do this.

Sebastian leaned in and whispered into Blaine's ear. "Breathe, we'll figure it out, Trust the guys on this B."

The guys all began to play and both Blaine and Sebastian recognized the song instantly. Why the guys would think they should be singing this song they didn't know, but they had no choice now. When it was time Sebastian started.

(Sebastian)
I know it's late
I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
(Blaine)
Still here we are
Both of us lonely
Longing for shelter from all that we see
(Sebastian)
Why should we worry?
No one will care, boy
(Blaine)
Look at the stars now, so far away
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight, babe, why don't you stay?

Both Blaine and Sebastian turned to face each other as they continued to sing.
(Blaine)
Deep in my soul
I've been so lonely
All of my hopes so fading away
And I've longed for love
Like everyone else does
I know I'll keep searching after today

They were both very close and Sebastian placed his hand down on Blaine's thigh and they leaned in closer to each other. They completely forgot about the audience in front of them and the guys behind them. It was just them in this moment.

(Sebastian)
So there it is, boy
We've got it all now
(Blaine)
And here we are, babe
What do you say?
(Both)
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay?
(Sebastian)
I know it's late and I know you're weary
(Blaine)
I know your plans don't include me
(Sebastian)
Still here we are
(Both)
Both of us lonely, both of us lonely
(Sebastian)
We've got tonight
(Blaine)
Who needs tomorrow?
(Sebastian)
Let's make it last
(Blaine)
Let's find a way
(Sebastian)
Turn out the light
(Blaine)
Oh, Come take my hand now
(Both)
We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay?
We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay

If it hadn't been for the applause to snap them out of it they would have forgotten everything and closed that small gap between them. With the applause they both pulled back and gave a small smile to the crowd before they quickly moved on to the next song. Blaine had no idea what had happened. He thought maybe it was the song, but when he had the chance as he sat waiting for his turn to go back out on stage he realised that it wasn't the song. He didn't just enjoy Sebastian's company he wanted it. He felt lonely when he wasn't around. When Sebastian was around Blaine was happy and felt good when he was there. He felt safe when he slept with him at night curled up in his arms. He wanted to be there for Sebastian and help make him feel better. He wanted to be there while Sebastian took photos. He wanted to go on drives to nowhere with him. He liked Sebastian and he liked him more than just the friends category.

The problem was, the main problem anyways, was that Sebastian had no interest in being in a relationship. He was in a bad place right now and the last thing he needed was to be in a complicated relationship with someone that had Blaine's type of baggage right now. It also wasn't a good time for Blaine to be in a relationship. He just broke up with the man he loved, he buried a friend and he was going through a transplant waiting list and criminal charges. This break away from Kurt was supposed to be about him taking some time get his life back under control. The last thing Blaine needed was to be in a relationship as well. Blaine would keep in mind that he cared about Sebastian on more than just a friend level for a future date. For now he would focus on his life and getting his head figured out.

They had finally finished the very last song and taken their bows. They were all backstage when the crowd began to cheer encore over and over again. The guys all looked at each other as Mitch spoke.

"What do we do now? We don't have anything."

"I have a feeling they aren't cheering for us to go back out there, but Blaine." David said with a warm smile.

"They want all of us." Blaine automatically said as he sat down on a stool. The B12 shot had worn off and he was back to feeling light headed and weak. He just wanted to sleep and as bad as it sounded he did not want to have to go out there and sing another song. He wanted bed and he wanted it five songs ago.

"Well let's see." Derek said with a smile as he went back out on the stage with a mic in hand.

"Hello everyone! Do you want an encore from the Warblers or do you want to hear Blaine Anderson singing one more for you?"

The whole room began to chant Blaine's name and they all had their answers.

"I don't have a song prepared." Blaine said to the guys in the backstage area.

"You have that song when you were fourteen. We used to play it." Jeff offered.

"I was fourteen when I wrote that." Blaine said not feeling confident in it at all.

"And it's still my favourite song that you've ever done. They'll love it. Besides once you are done then you will be on your way to sleep time." Jeff said.

"Do you remember it?" Blaine asked clearly not happy about this, but he wasn't about the leave the crowd like this.

"Every note."

"Fine, but then someone is sneaking me away before anyone tries to talk to me." Blaine said as he stood up and swayed a little Sebastian was there to hold him steady and Blaine gave a nod when he was ready.

Blaine and Jeff both headed out onto the stage. Derek pulled up the stool to the middle of the stage and Jeff walked Blaine over to it just to be safe. Blaine sat down and took the mic from Derek while Jeff got his guitar. Blaine could see the concern look on his parents' faces. Blaine mouthed that he was okay as Jeff came and sat down next to him with his guitar.

"This is a song that I wrote when I was fourteen actually. I had been going through something that I think a lot of people can relate to. I hope you like it."

Jeff began to play and when it was time Blaine began to sing.

Look at me
You may think you see
Who I really am
But you'll never know me
Every day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart
Who is that boy I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
I am now
In a world where I
Have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am
Who is that boy I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection
Someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
There's a heart that must be
Free to fly
That burns with a need to know
The reason why
Why must we all conceal
What we think, how we feel?
Must there be a secret me
I'm forced to hide?
I won't pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?

When the last note had been sung the whole room was dead silent for a moment before the whole audience got up on their feet and began to clap and cheer. Blaine gave a shy smile as he looked at Jeff who just smiled right back. Jeff put an arm around Blaine's shoulders and kissed the side of his head. The rest of the guys came out and they all stood and gave a final bow before they made their way off the stage. The guys all high-fived and gave a group hug. They had successfully finished their first show together and it was a huge success. They were all relieved that it was finally over and they could just relax until Sectionals next month before the Christmas Concert for the school. After everyone pulled back Jeff spoke.

"I'll go and grab your parents so they can say goodbye to you. Guys make sure no one comes in here that we don't know."

"Go we got him." Beat said.

"You guys make it sound like I'm a puppy." Blaine said as he sat down on a stool and they could all see his hands shaking.

Jeff headed out to grab Blaine's parents so Blaine wouldn't have to walk around and get caught by someone looking to say something to him.

"You're not a puppy, but you are sick and it's our job to take care of you, just like you would for any of us." Thad said.

Blaine looked over to see Sebastian, but he was no longer there. Blaine looked around, but he couldn't see him backstage.

"Where did Bas go?" Blaine asked.

"I don't know. Maybe he went to see his dad or someone in the audience." Nick answered.

"Is someone going to stay with you tonight?" Hunter asked Blaine.

"Bas said he would. I'm sure he'll be back in a minute." Blaine answered not at all worried. Sebastian had been there for him from the start of this year. He knew Sebastian wouldn't let him down, not with how shitty he had been feeling all day. A few minutes later Jeff had returned with his parents and Dr. Hill. Blaine hadn't noticed him in the audience, but he wasn't looking either. They all went over to Blaine and Dr. Hill spoke.

"Hello Blaine. You have an amazing singing voice and writing abilities. You're truly talented. I can't wait for the next time I can see you perform."

"Thanks." Blaine said with a shy smile.

"You really will need to get better at taking a compliment. How are you feeling?" Dr. Hill asked with a warm smile, but Blaine could tell he was worried.

"Not so good. But I'm going to bed right after this."

"Good you need sleep. Can I just check your pulse, your sugar and heartbeat? Just to make sure you're safe to be in your room."

"If it gets me out of here then be my guest."

Dr. Hill went over to Blaine and started with his pulse first. He took Blaine's left wrist and looked at his watch as he kept count. With that done he put his small black bag down and opened it to pull out his stethoscope. He listened to Blaine's heart for a good two minutes before he moved to listen to Blaine's breathing. With that done he moved on to take Blaine's blood pressure and then finally his sugar. It was a good fifteen minutes later when he finally spoke.

"You're sugar is two. You're pulse is good considering all the movement you've just done and how tired you are. You're blood pressure is on the lower side, but like I said it will be with your sugar being low. Your heartbeat is strong and your breathing is alright. You're sugar concerns me, especially as it will get lower with you sleeping. Normally at night your sugar is around four or five so when it drops it's not too bad. I'm really concerned about you sleeping with your sugar this low and your pens are not going to be able to counteract the B12 shot that you had."

"Does he need to go to the hospital?" Mrs. Anderson asked with worry in her voice.

Blaine gave a groan at the thought of being stuck in a hospital right now. All he wanted to do was get changed and curl up in bed. Not stuck in a hospital with needles in him.

"Relax Blaine I'm not going to recommend that. I brought something with me just in case this was the situation at the end of the night." Dr. Hill said as he reached in and pulled out a needle as he continued to speak. "Now this is only in cases like this and can only be given by a doctor. Normally I wouldn't give this to you, but your body is trying to play catch up right now and the only way you are going to win is by sleeping. You are going to take one of your pens and then in five minutes I'm going to give you this shot. This will block your body from burning off the sugar cells within it. It's something that is used near the end with someone's pancreas failing. The person is traditionally in a hospital and is unable to leave. It's not something I can give you regularly as your body needs to burn sugar off in order to function properly. It's more of a last resort to give the patient a chance to catch up on sleep and feel better. This will last for twenty-four hours before you will then begin to burn off sugar."

"And that is going to help make him feel better?" Jeff asked.

"Feel better no. Only sleep can do that. What this is going to do is give your body the chance to sleep without having to check your sugar and constantly give yourself a shot. It will also make you more tired so with any luck once you fall asleep you'll sleep for a good twenty some odd hours."

"Are there any side effects?"

"Not that Blaine needs to worry about. If his heartbeat or breathing was off then I would be concerned, but aside from the current condition Blaine is perfectly healthy and in great shape."

"Why is the medication giving him a problem still? I thought you said he would adjust to it within two weeks." Mr. Anderson asked.

"And he has adjusted to it. With the medication that he is on some days are just going to be crap days. It's his body reacting to the condition he is in and some days will be harder than others. The longer he is on the transplant list the more frequent those days will be and the longer they will last. Thankfully though, Blaine is young and higher up on the list so he shouldn't ever experience that or be stuck in a hospital. Despite what is happening right now, Blaine has dealt with this very well. His body is strong, take comfort in that."

"Sweetie, what do you think? Do you want the shot?" Mrs. Anderson asked.

"If it's going to help me feel better than yes." Blaine answered.

"It will. But not at first. Like I said it will make you more tired, but you're body is still shaky and trying to adjust. With the pen to increase your sugar and this shot; in about two hours you should be sound asleep and out for the count. The first two hours might be rough as it's night-time and your levels naturally go down. I don't want you to be alarmed if you start to shake and just don't feel great. Some people have expressed that cold air will help to soothe their stomach and help with the shaking. Some have also said that focusing their mind on something else helps. Like doing math problems in your head. Using the intellectual part of your brain forces the part of your brain that notices illness to not think about it. It's a placebo effect basically, but it can work to let you fall asleep."

"Someone will be with him all night too so he won't be alone going through it." Jeff said.

"I need to take a shot right?" Blaine asked.

"Yes you do and then I can give this to you in a few minutes once your body has the chance to accept the sugar." Dr. Hill answered.

Jeff went and grabbed a pen for Blaine out of his bag and handed it to him. Blaine took the shot and then Jeff took the empty pen back and placed it in his bag. Jeff went over to Blaine and undid his tie as he spoke.

"Let's get this down a bit so it's not so tight on you."

"Where's Bas?" Blaine asked as he could barely keep his eyes open.

"I don't know he wasn't out there." Jeff said.

"I'll give him a call." Thad said as he pulled his phone out.

"Are you sure you want to stay in your dorm room tonight? We could bring you home where we can keep a closer eye on you." Mrs. Anderson said.

"I would actually recommend that you go home Blaine. That way if something bad happens you are closer to the hospital and to my house. It would only take me five minutes to get there. I would get there before an ambulance. Here is more difficult to get through security for an ambulance and get to you."

"Ya okay." Blaine said, as he was just too tired to care. He wanted to sleep, but if he was going to be sicker tonight before he got better being home might be nicer. He had a king size bed in his room so there was plenty of space for both him and Sebastian. He could also open his balcony door if he needed the cool night air. He didn't get much of a breeze in his room.

Thad gave a nod to Jeff to get him to come over to him. Jeff went over to Thad and a few of the other guys came closer as well.

"Did you get a hold of him?" Jeff asked.

"His phone is turned off." Thad said with concern and worry.

"He never turns it off. Why would he now?" Nick asked.

"Maybe because of the concert." Hunter suggested.

"No he always leaves it on silent just in case. His older sister is out in L.A he leaves it on at all times in case she is hurt or something." Thad answered.

"Well then maybe his battery is dead." Nick suggested.

"He said he would be with Blaine tonight. He wouldn't go back on that and he wouldn't leave without saying goodbye to him. He must still be here. Why don't you guys go check around and see if you can find him. Check and see if his car is still here." Jeff said.

"I can't imagine he would bail like this. Without saying goodbye to Blaine. He really cares about him. He wouldn't just leave unless something was horribly wrong." Thad said in his best friend's defense.

"I'm not saying he left. But we need to know. Blaine needs to know. I'll keep my phone on me and if we don't know before Blaine needs to leave I'll go with him. I can always go home tonight if Sebastian shows up." Jeff said.

"I'll keep calling him." Thad said.

Hunter, Nick, David and Trent went out to try and find Sebastian. Jeff went back over to Blaine and Blaine gave him a questioning look.

"His phone is dead. The guys are gonna go look for him. He's probably talking to his dad or got trapped by one of the guests. I could barely get to your parents in the front row from all the people coming up to me." Jeff said with a smile.

Jeff was really hoping that Sebastian hadn't just left. It wouldn't be like him with Blaine. Ever since Blaine had gotten sick Sebastian had been there with him through it all. It would be completely out of character for him to just leave like this, especially with Blaine this sick. When it was time for the shot Dr. Hill gave it to Blaine and then he spoke.

"You're all set to leave Blaine. Just sleep as much as you can for the next couple of days. I'll write you a note for your teachers for Monday. I'm recommending that you don't go to class. Just rest for the next forty-eight hours and then see how you feel."

"I promise." Blaine said.

Dr. Hill wrote the note and handed it to his mother to hold onto for now. With everything set his father spoke.

"Alright Son, let's get you in the car and on the way home."

"Did you find Bas?" Blaine asked Jeff.

"Not yet, but I thought I would go with you and stay with you until Sebastian gets there. I can just walk the five minutes to my house and crash there. I'll let my parents know I'll be there tonight some time." Jeff said.

"You could also crash in our guest room if you want to honey." Mrs. Anderson said.

"Thanks. Come on Strummer let's sneak you out the back way." Jeff said as he helped Blaine to stand up.

"I'll go and move the car around. Thank-you Dr. Hill." Mr. Anderson said as he held his hand out to shake Dr. Hill's hand.

"It's no problem at all." Dr. Hill said as he shook Blaine's father's hand.

Mr. Anderson left to get the car while Mrs. Anderson and Jeff got Blaine up and out the back way to a side entrance where there wouldn't be anyone there looking for a comment or a photo. They got there just as Mr. Anderson pulled up. He got out of the car and helped Jeff get Blaine into the backseat. Once everyone was situated Mr. Anderson took off in the direction of their home.

Blaine placed his head back against the seat and closed his eyes. He was starting to feel even shakier and all he wanted was to try and sleep this sickness away. He was also really worried about Sebastian. It wasn't like him to just take off like this, not when they were supposed to be together tonight. He had been weird all night and Blaine was worried it had something to do with his father being there. Blaine was really hoping that Sebastian had just gone to his room to cool off and take a shower before he would be over. It wasn't that Blaine didn't want Jeff around; it was that he was looking forward to being in Sebastian's arms tonight.

"You boys were wonderful tonight. Everyone was so impressed and from a rough estimate, you raised close to one point five million dollars tonight." Mrs. Anderson said with a warm smile.

"That's amazing. It's going to help so many kids. That's really awesome." Jeff said with a smile.

"Ya that is good." Blaine said weakly as he had his eyes closed.

"How are you feeling Son?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"I'm mostly just tired."

"We'll be home soon and then you can just sleep the next few days away." Mr. Anderson said.

Blaine didn't say anything as he was just too tired and feeling sick to care right now. He just wanted to be in his bed and not feel this way anymore. He was really getting sick of having to be limited in what he did. To be stuck some days in his bed without any control of his own. He didn't want his life to be like this. He hated that his life was like this today. Today was supposed to be a big and great day for him and the Warblers and he spent it sick as hell and almost passing out on stage. Blaine knew this was just temporary, but that didn't make it any easier on his mood. He just wanted to sleep and then wake up feeling perfectly okay again. And he really didn't want to have to spend his birthday next Saturday in bed feeling terrible.

They got back home and when they parked Blaine out of the car with the help of Jeff. They all headed inside and Jeff immediately took Blaine up to his room. Once there Blaine and Jeff both got changed into some sleep clothes and Blaine went and sat down on the edge of his bed. He was shaking even more now and his stomach was not happy. He thought for sure any moment he would be sick.

"Hey you okay?" Jeff asked with concern at seeing how pale Blaine was.

"I so don't feel good." Blaine said weakly.

"Why don't we sit down on the balcony for a little bit. The cool air should help you."

Blaine just gave a nod and Jeff went and grabbed a couple of pillows so they could sit against the wall without hurting their backs. He also grabbed a light blanket to put on Blaine in case he got too cold. Jeff didn't want to make Blaine sick he just wanted to get him in the cool air to hopefully settle his stomach and allow him to sleep. With those few things in his hand Jeff got Blaine up and outside on his balcony. They sat down and Blaine leaned back against the pillow and just closed his eyes. He was hoping that if he could just fall asleep he would start to feel better. The problem was Blaine was also really worried about Sebastian. It wasn't like him to just leave like this. Blaine thought they had a moment during that song on stage tonight. He thought that maybe it would be the start of something. Not that he needed to start something with anyone with everything going on, but still. It felt real and right in that moment. Blaine had been looking forward to falling asleep in Sebastian's arms tonight and now that was looking like to wasn't going to happen.

"Have you heard from Bas?" Blaine asked.

"No not yet. Don't worry I'm sure he's fine. I'm sure he just got busy with his dad. He'll be here soon."

"I like him." Blaine said softly.

"I know you do." Jeff said with understanding in his voice.

"No I mean I like him, like him."

"Again, I know you do. We've all been able to see it. The only ones who can't is you two." Jeff said with a warm smile.

"That's why you guys changed the song on us."

"We had to do something to get you both to realise it. Look, you know I don't get in the middle of your love life, but you and Sebastian are great together. I know you're just friends, but you two work so well together. A lot better than you and Hummel. He genuinely cares about you and is a better man because of you. I'm not saying you should date. I just think you would be good together. He would treat you right and make you happy. Yes there would be problems along the way, but I just think you both could handle it together." Jeff said honestly.

"It's not that simple. He doesn't date. He doesn't want to date. Even if he did we both have our own baggage and problems right now. I just don't think right now is the time for me to be dating anyone or starting something new."

"And it probably isn't, but I don't want you to block yourself off because of that. I just wanted you to be aware of your feelings for him so you can decide what to do about it when you were ready. What if it happens though? What if you both end up kissing and not mean to, but it happens in those moments."

"Then I'll deal with it and we can have that conversation then. I'm not blocking myself off from the world, but I'm not looking either. I don't know how Bas feels about it and until he is here with me I won't know. It's not something I am going to worry about tonight though. I'll think tomorrow." Blaine said barely awake.

"You're right about that. Tonight you need rest and to work and focus on feeling better. You know I'm proud of you. You pushed through tonight when you could have quit and no one would have held it against you or blamed you. I know it wasn't easy for you to do tonight. You impressed a lot of people. They all loved your songs and your voice. You're gonna be a huge star one day Strummer." Jeff said warmly.

"I got asked for an autograph tonight. It was weird, but cool at the same time. Maybe I will be famous one day. I just want to make music and inspire people. The rest of it doesn't matter to me, but it was nice being asked for my autograph."

"That's awesome. And of course it was nice to be asked. That's great Strummer, it really is. And you deserve it more than anyone I know. I can't wait for New York it's going to be great for you."

"For both of us." Blaine said softly.

Jeff just gave him a smile and stopped talking. He let Blaine fall asleep outside for a little while before he would move him into a bed. For now Jeff put the blanket over himself and just sat back and enjoyed the view of the stars in the night sky.

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The very second that Sebastian could get off that stage he headed straight for his dorm room so he could get changed. With that done he got into his car and headed for the one place where he knew he could forget everything. Seeing his father there tonight was bad enough, but to actually see his mother again was like a knife to his stomach. Sebastian wanted nothing more than to get the memories and hands away from him. He couldn't even bring himself to look at their table tonight. Yes his father had separated from his mother and didn't sit with her, but still that didn't remove all the hard feelings of betrayal in him. Sebastian also wanted to forget the hurt and tired look in his father's eyes. He seemed to be really upset with not talking to Sebastian for this time period. The thing was Sebastian was hurt too and far more than his father was. Sebastian didn't have to talk to anyone that he didn't want to and he wasn't going to be pressure or guilted into it. Sebastian deserved this time and space to himself. He deserved to forget and that is exactly what he was going to do tonight.

Sebastian arrived at the house of his old party friend and dealer. He got out of the car and made sure he had enough cash on him. He walked up to the door and knocked before walking in. There was already ten people here, both male and female, getting drunk and high. Sebastian's dealer was sitting on the couch with a girl and guy on either side of him. He gave Sebastian a half smirk smile as he spoke.

"Well look who walks back into my life. It's been what seven months since you've been by. You get clean or something?"

"Something like that. Tonight I'm just looking to party." Sebastian said as he held up the money between his two fingers.

"Who am I to say no? You know the rules, there are none. Close the door and come have some fun."

Sebastian did just that. He made his way over to where the heroin was and grabbed one of the clean needles still in the packaging and began working his way towards forgetting everything. Including where he was supposed to be that night with Blaine.

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It was eleven the next morning when Sebastian started to wake up. He was feeling really hung-over and groggy. That always happened to him when he would spend the night here getting drunk and high. He woke up in a chair with his clothes still on so he had that much going for him. He felt the vibrating in his pocket from his phone and Sebastian figured that was what had dragged him out from a sound sleep. He slowly moved his hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His eyesight was a little blurry at first, but after a few blinks he was able to make it out. He was shocked to see that he had twenty missed calls and close to fifty text messages. All of them were from the guys, but the one that stood out the most was the text from Jeff asking him where he was that Blaine was sick and waiting for him. Sebastian completely forgot that he was supposed to be spending the night with Blaine. Sebastian instantly felt like shit. Not only had he stood Blaine up, but apparently Blaine had gotten sicker and the doctor had to give him some medication to help him. Sebastian felt horrible that he wasn't there for him. Sebastian never wanted to hurt Blaine like this or let him down, but he had last night because he couldn't get passed his past and seeing his mother. Sebastian rubbed his hands over his face and got up. He was a little shaky, but he knew it would pass with time and some sleep. Sebastian grabbed his coat and headed out. He pulled his car keys out and wasn't surprised to see a few baggies of heroin in his pocket. Sebastian moved them and zipped them up to the inside pocket of his coat so they wouldn't fall out. He then got into his car and headed for Blaine's place.

Once there Sebastian knocked on the door and was hoping that someone was awake at this hour. It was after eleven, but Sebastian didn't know when everyone went to bed last night with Blaine being sick. After a few moments Mr. Anderson answered the door.

"Sebastian, there you are. Everyone has been worried about you."

"I'm sorry I had something come up and I didn't even think about my phone. How is Blaine?" Sebastian asked really hoping that Mr. Anderson couldn't tell he was hung-over.

"Come inside Sebastian." Based on Mr. Anderson's tone Sebastian knew that any hope of him come across as sick went out the window.

Sebastian walked in and Mr. Anderson closed the door before he turned and faced Sebastian completely.

"It's your life and you are entitled to do as you wish with it. But my son cares about you and I know you care about him. That song you both sang was not false emotions or just putting on a show. You both care about each other. I have no problem with you Sebastian. You've done some stupid things in your past, but we all have. There isn't a single adult that hasn't done something they regret from their teenage years. However, my son cares about you and he was worried last night about you. He was sick, so sick the doctor had to give him special medication just so he could make it through the night without having to go to the hospital. He shouldn't have had to of been worried about you on top of it. You should have been here and not out there getting drunk." Mr. Anderson started in a gentle, but firm tone.

"I'm sorry about that. Something came up and I went back to old habits. I didn't mean to make B worry and I had no idea he was sicker. I didn't check my phone until thirty minutes ago." Sebastian said apologetically.

"I don't know what is going on with you and your father recently. It's not my business, but with that being said if you ever want to talk to someone you can always talk to me. Some problems, some feelings, need to be dealt with an adult in your corner. With a parent there. You're father is worried beyond belief. He's not sleeping, he's barely eating, he can't even focus on his job. He's worried to hell about you and whatever it is that is bothering you so much. I really hope you take the time to consider talking to him. He needs to know what is going on with you so he can help you. Getting drunk is something all teenagers do, but getting drunk for the reasons you did are not okay. You shouldn't be having to deal with life this way, especially at your age. Please Sebastian, talk to someone so you can move on from it and not destroy your life. Because you have a very bright future ahead of you. I would hate for you to destroy it over something that is bothering you so much."

"I appreciate that Mr. Anderson. I'll do my best to do better and work through it. I'm really sorry I let Blaine down. That was never my intentions or something that I wanted."

"I know it wasn't. No one is mad at you, at least not us. Jeff might be a different story. He stayed here with Blaine last night. He's still here so good luck with that. The medication that was given to Blaine will make him sleep the majority of the day away. It's to block out his body from breaking down his sugar. It's best to let him sleep as much as he wants and then later get him to eat again. You look like you could use a few more hours so why don't you go up there and get some sleep yourself. If Jeff isn't awake yet you can use one of the guest rooms."

"Thank-you Sir."

"You're a good young man Sebastian. Don't ever forget that."

Sebastian gave a small shy smile before Mr. Anderson turned and headed for the kitchen. Sebastian made his way up the stairs and to Blaine's room. He opened the door quietly just in case they were both sleeping. He walked in and saw that Jeff was awake on his phone with Blaine sound asleep beside him. Jeff looked at Sebastian and Sebastian could see the anger in his eyes. Jeff got up out of bed and made sure he looked at Blaine to make sure that he didn't wake up. Once Jeff was sure it was safe he went over to Sebastian and got him out in the hallway before he closed the door and turned to Sebastian.

"Where the hell have you been?" Jeff asked in a harsh whisper.

"I screwed up I know. You don't need to tell me that Jeff." Sebastian said with guilt in his voice.

"He's been worried sick about you. Even with everything going on with him he was asking about you and worried about you. You should have been here with him last night. He needed you here not out getting drunk and ignoring our texts and calls." Jeff lectured.

"I know that. I'm sorry. I screwed up. Something happened last night that I didn't expect and I couldn't shake it. I didn't know he got worse. I didn't check my phone and it was still on vibrate from the performance. There's no excuse that I could give you that would be enough. I'm sorry Jeff. I didn't mean to hurt him like this. I came right away once I got the texts. Would you please tell me how he is?" Sebastian pleaded.

"He's sick. He fell asleep on the balcony last night for a couple of hours just so he could fall asleep. He was really sick and pale. He's better now, but he needs as much sleep as he can get."

"Ya his dad told me. I'm sorry I wasn't here. I don't even know how to make this up to him or to you."

"You start by straightening yourself out. I know you've got problems with your dad, but come on man. Don't screw up your life when you're so close to getting out of this town. If you want to leave just focus on that. Focus on leaving after graduation and going to New York. Don't jeopardize that for anything. Don't jeopardize your chance with Blaine over anything else. He told me he likes you, in more than a friend kind of way last night. He has finally realised he has feelings for you so don't screw it up."

"I'm not really a dating person."

"No, but for him I bet you would. I'm gonna tell you what I told him. One day it might just happen and you both can't ignore it and just let it go. One day that moment will be there and I hope for both of your sakes you seize it. Because you two together would be really good for the both of you. You fit with each other so perfectly. I would hate for you both to miss out on something amazing with each other because you both are too scared to make the move. Don't screw this up Sebastian. Don't block us out. We're a family, we got your back so stop blocking us out."

"I'll try ok? I'll try. Can I please see him now?" Sebastian asked gently.

"Ya go for it. I'm gonna head home and get showered and some more sleep. I'll text later to check in."

Sebastian just gave a nod and he made his way over to the door and headed into the room. Jeff grabbed his things before he headed out and closed the door behind him. Sebastian got changed into the clothes he left here from before and got into bed. He went and pulled Blaine into his arms and just closed his eyes feeling Blaine's weight against his chest. The movement made Blaine stir and he opened his eyes to see Sebastian under him.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Blaine asked with a very tired voice.

"I'm good now. I'm sorry about last night B. I didn't even check my phone. I'm so sorry I wasn't here with you." Sebastian said with guilt in his voice.

"I was worried. What happened?"

"My mother was there last night. It just brought up a lot of bad memories and I couldn't handle it. I'm sorry I should have been here for you and not out doing what I was doing."

"It's okay. You're entitled to freak outs and mess-ups. I was just worried about you, but now you are back here and safe. That's all that matters. The rest we can figure out."

"You're amazing you know that." Sebastian said with love in his voice.

"I know. I gave my first autograph last night. I'm pretty amazing." Blaine said with a small smirk.

"An autograph eh? Damn I should have asked for one that way I could have said one day that I was the first guy to ever get Blaine Anderson's autograph. Now I'm jealous." Sebastian said with a warm smile.

"You have me in your arms. That's better than my name on a piece of paper."

"It's better than a lot of things B. How are you feeling?"

"Better. Just really tired and sluggish right now. Doctor said that would happen the next day."

"All the more reason to get some sleep. I could sleep the rest of the day away easily right now too."

"I'm glad you're here Bas."

"Me too B."

Sebastian kissed the top of Blaine's head and rubbed soothing circles on Blaine's back as they both fell asleep once again in each other's arms.

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It was nine in the morning that Monday when Sebastian walked into Blaine's room with a tray of food. Him and Blaine had slept the majority of the day away yesterday and both were feeling pretty good now. Sebastian had gotten up thirty minute ago to make them some breakfast, Blaine's parents had left for work this morning so Sebastian grabbed the paper and figured he would read it while they ate. He was curious to see about any information regarding the concert, but also Blaine's current situation. Sebastian headed into Blaine's room to see Blaine sitting up with the T.V on the news station. He didn't look too happy either.

"Can you believe this? Some reporter went out to New York and talked to Kurt. Kurt's talking as if he's my boyfriend still." Blaine said keeping his eyes on the screen.

"Are you serious? How did they even find out about him?" Sebastian asked as he brought the tray over to the bed.

"Who knows. Someone must have told this woman and she took full advantage of it. She was even there last night. She spoke to me. I had no idea she was a reporter. She blended in perfectly to the rest of the crowd. And that smells amazing. What is that?" Blaine asked as he finally turned to see what Sebastian had.

"French Toast. A specialty of mine and this is real French Toast. How they make it in Paris. With some berries and orange juice to go with it."

"Is that cinnamon?"

"Yup and I got syrup." Sebastian said with a smile as he sat down on the bed and put the try down. He handed Blaine his plate as Blaine spoke.

"You are officially forgiven for ditching me Saturday night." Blaine said as he took the plate.

Sebastian gave a chuckle to that as Blaine took a bite. Blaine moaned in complete pleasure and Sebastian couldn't help himself.

"You keep moaning like that and it won't be the only French thing in this room killer."

"This tastes amazing Bas. What other tricks did you pick up in Paris?" Blaine asked with a flirty smile.

"Oh you have no idea the tricks I could teach you." Sebastian said back with a smile.

"I believe you and one day I'll be looking forward to it. Right now I'll settle for this amazing breakfast."

"I am an amazing cook." Sebastian with a smile. "And your ex is a serious douche. I'm surprised you're not more upset about it."

"I am upset, but what am I going to do about it right now? I'm not about to call her and send in a correction. I also just spent two days on my ass basically I'm not going to put myself at risk for that again."

"He's not worth the stress." Sebastian said as he opened the paper and he wasn't surprised to see that Blaine was front and center of the paper.

"How bad?" Blaine asked.

"Well it does mention the concert from Friday night at least. But it goes into the interview with Hummel and it may mention something about the songs you sang being Hummels originals." Sebastian said gently knowing that is what would piss Blaine off the most.

"It says what?" Blaine asked shocked as he took the paper form Sebastian. "What the hell? Where the hell did she ever get that idea from? I worked my ass off on those songs. They mean something to me. She doesn't have any right to claim someone else wrote them. And Kurt? I'm sorry, but he's not that good at writing anything with meaning. He's just not that type of song writer. I stayed up all night Thursday working on that one song. It was personal to me. They're my songs." Blaine ranted.

"I know B. and I don't know why they have that. We can change that though with having them retract that information. You should think about it. I know you don't want to engage with the reporters, but those are your songs and from the reaction to them Friday night. You can't let people believe you didn't write them. There's got to be a way to make that correction somehow."

"I'll talk to my parents about it. Maybe they have an idea." Blaine said as he tossed the paper down on his bed. "I didn't think they would come after my music. I knew they would come after my past, my friends, my family, but not my music. It's the one peace that I know I have. I didn't think they would try and taint that with this drama and hell."

"They can only taint it if you let them. If you let it bother you. That is when it gets tainted. The people that know you know that it's your own songs. We can make it right. We can make the correction so that it's out there for everyone to know that they are your songs and not Hummel's. We'll figure it out. No one is going to let them take that from you I swear it B. We won't let it happen." Sebastian said with determination in his voice.

"I know. I'll talk to my parents about it and see what they suggest I do. For now I just want to forget about it and try to relax and enjoy today."

"And that is the best thing for your health that you can do. So what do you want to watch? Movie?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I have Netflix, we could watch a show or a movie. It's up to you."

"Ya that sounds good. What do you feel like?"

"They made Rock of Ages into a movie. It looks good."

"Ya ok. I heard that is supposed to be really good. And it was apparently awesome on stage. Sounds good."

"Alright then."

Sebastian grabbed the remote and loaded his Netflix account and together they ate their breakfast and watched Rock of Ages. Later on they would worry about the news and reporters. For now they were going to enjoy their day together before having to face the world again tomorrow.

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