A/N:- Sorry for the wait guys, had a little internet problem. Hope this makes up for the delay.

BTW: I passed the 4000 mark! YAY! Enjoy!

I own my imagination and nothing else.

Blaine slept fitfully, his dream different from usual, strange.

Kurt sat locked inside a large glass case crying. Blaine stood outside helplessly looking on, able to do nothing but watch. He fought the sluggishness he felt and took a step forward. A sledge hammer appeared in his hands and instinctively Blaine knew what he had to do and shattered the glass before running forward to scoop Kurt comfortingly into his arms, telling him everything would be ok.

He woke with a start. The sun was streaming through the window on the far side of the room. He sat up and looked around. Cooper's bed was empty and the bed was made. The small clock radio on the bedside table between the two double beds read 9:49 a.m. Blaine sat up and swung his legs over the side. He was still confused about his behaviour and the emotions from the day before as well as the dream. Standing up he went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Finn and Puck were in Finn's bedroom. Kurt had insisted on being taken home. He had wanted a familiar environment after what had happened and Finn had given in and drove him to Chandler, he and Puck had also stayed the night, getting very little sleep. They were both still angry and agitated. Finn had even skipped breakfast which was unheard of but now it was nearly lunch and they couldn't ignore their hunger any longer.

The house seemed eerily empty as they exited the bedroom and went downstairs to the kitchen. Both men grabbed a bag of potato chips each and Puck made four chicken salad sandwiches while Finn got sodas from the fridge. As they made their way over to the dining table, both of them thinking about Kurt.

"Do you think he'll be ok? Should I go talk to him?"

"Kurt's a strong guy Finn. He'll pull through. If he wants to talk he'll let you know."

"I know that but still….I just keep thinking about what could have happened in that hotel room. Adam could've…would've been successful if Kurt hadn't defended himself."

"I know. Part of me hopes he breaks the agreement so that I can smash his pretty face in for hurting Kurt. It's a good thing Rachel had been paranoid enough and insisted on them taking those self defence classes in preparation for New York."

"Yeah, good thing. Adam always seemed like a jerk to me the times I met him but I never thought he would try to rape Kurt. Damn!" Finn was getting angry all over again.

"What did you just say?"

Both men spun around at the sound of Blaine's low voice. Blaine had been about to leave quietly after seeing Finn and Puck deep in conversation but that last comment had stopped him cold.

"What did you just say?" Blaine repeated looking between the two older men.

"Uh…." Finn felt awkward. He had forgotten that Cooper and Blaine were staying at his house for a few weeks. He knew Kurt wouldn't want anyone to know about what had happened between him and Adam so he feigned ignorance, something he could do quite well.

Puck on the other hand was a little more perceptive but also said nothing. He watched Blaine closely as the younger man walked towards them.

"You said something about Adam hurting Kurt, forcing Kurt. Is that what I think it means?"

Blaine's mind was reeling. "If I heard you correctly Adam tried to rape Kurt?"

The older men looked at each other, a look passing between them and unwittingly confirming Blaine's suspicions. Rage unlike anything he had ever felt before filled Blaine as he tried to wrap his head around that piece of information.

Finn and Puck had only ever seen Blaine laughing or in a good mood. They now understood the phrase 'murderous look' and frankly they were a bit nervous.

"WHERE. IS. HE?" Blaine bit out each word. He was going to hunt the asswipe down and kill him. His family would understand. It would be justifiable homicide.

"Where's who?"

Cooper entered the kitchen from the hall and stopped abruptly at the tangible tension in the room. He had gone out in Chandler earlier to get some cinnamon and raisin bagels and almond croissants from his and Blaine's favourite eatery to cheer his little brother up. He had tried to be quick not wanting to leave Blaine alone for too long after the weirdness of yesterday. He was surprised to see Finn and Puck. Finn had told him he wouldn't have another break until mid June which was about two weeks away.

When no answer to his question was forthcoming, Cooper looked at the three younger men. Something was not right and Blaine's fists were clenched, his face tight with an emotion that scared Cooper. What exactly had he just walked in on? He placed the takeout bags and cups of coffee on the island before walking up to Blaine.

Blaine ignored his older brother and focused on Finn.

"Where is he Finn? Where does he live?" Realisation dawned on both men's faces before their eyes widened.

"I know how you feel but that's not a good idea Blaine."

Finn did understand and only the thought of what this getting out would do to Kurt had made him listen to Puck in that hotel room. Cooper was still in the dark about what was happening.

"B? What's going on? Finn? Puck?" Silence reigned.

"Would someone tell me what's going on please?"

Blaine squeezed his eyes shut for a moment trying to calm himself down. It didn't work. He now knew why he had been feeling off yesterday. Kurt had been in trouble and he hadn't known, hadn't been there to help him. Tears began to run down his cheeks but he made no attempt to wipe them away. Without a word Blaine turned and left the room with no particular destination in mind.

Kurt sat at the vanity and stared at his reflection in the mirror for the longest time. His eyes seemed too big for his face and were red rimmed and puffy from lack of sleep and crying. The bags under his eyes had been covered up with his Verdon Instant Energy Eye Gel and concealer. Even though going through his morning skin care routine had been soothing he still felt on edge. He stood up and walked over to his wardrobe, discarding the black silk robe he was wearing. Going through the racks of day clothes, he selected a thin light blue and gold mid-thigh length, wide necked Versace Greco cotton knit sweater and his Burberry Shoreditch white skinny jeans.

Kurt got dressed, walked back into the bedroom, sat down in one of the armchairs and turned on the TV. He had left it on the Style Network yesterday before his date and left it as it was now, not really paying attention to what was showing. He was still in a daze about Adam. How was he to even look at him now? Why had this happened? Would he ever forget? How would he get over it? What was he going to do?

He hugged his legs to his chest as silent tears rolled down his cheeks. He still had flashbacks. He remembered calling out Blaine's name when he was pinned down. That slip had given him the chance he needed. He still couldn't quite believe his subconscious mind had reached for that one name. He needed time to process it all. He needed to forget.

Cooper looked at the younger guys still seated at the dining table. Blaine had just walked out and Finn and Puck looked guilty and upset at the same time.

"Finn, Puck….What's wrong? Did you and Blaine have an argument?"

"No! No Cooper. It isn't anything like that. Its just….it's complicated."

"It's complicated?"

"Yeah."

"Ok. Complicated how?"

"Uh…that I can't tell you. Sorry." Finn looked apologetic.

"Ok, I won't pry. By the way, not that it isn't good to see you, but what are you two doing here?"

"Sorry Cooper that's part of the complication." Puck spoke up for the first time since Blaine's appearance and exit.

"Mmm…I suppose I better go find Blaine then. I'm still worried after what happened last night."

"Last night? Something happened last night?" Finn and Puck looked at each other.

"Well Blaine said he was feeling weird all day, like something was going to happen, something bad, but he didn't know what."

"How very twilight zone." Puck looked at Finn, his mind putting together the puzzle pieces.

"Yeah well he told me to forget it and we played a few rounds of HALO before he went into the lounge and started playing the piano. A couple hours later the music stopped so I went to see what was wrong and found him crying – "

"Crying…?" Both younger men looked at each other again, puzzled.

"I hadn't seen my little brother cry since he was a child. Made me worried and a little scared when I asked him what was wrong and I got incoherent answers before he ran into the bathroom and hurled. I still don't believe he's fine like he wants me to believe and now I find him in here with you, furious and you and Puck clearly upset about something that's complicated."

"Err… Cooper? Has Blaine ever been angry? I mean really angry?"

"Sure a few times, especially when someone he cares about is hurt, but he is mostly laid back and easygoing. Which is why I need to go find him because that look on his face said he wasn't merely angry, he was in a….rage, I guess."

Cooper picked up the two paper bags on his way out, missing the looks on Finn's and Puck's faces.

Blaine was lost in his own thoughts as he walked along the sidewalk. He had no clue where he was going nor did he care. Someone had hurt the one person he had come to care for beyond all others, wanted to protect with his life. Someone had inflicted pain on his Kurt. HIS Kurt! His insides churned with anger and he stopped walking, leaned against the street light post that was to his right. Dear god! How must Kurt be feeling? How much torment must his mind be in? How was he to comfort Kurt? Words would seem meaningless right now.

Blaine ran a hand through his dark curls, sighing deeply. Maroon 5's Misery filled the air, prompting Blaine to dig into the front pocket of his black Timberland Ripstop cargo shorts for his cell. A white short sleeve polo shirt with light yellow, light blue and dark green irregular stripes and white and yellow Timberland Newmarket oxfords completed the ensemble.

"Hello?"

"Blainey where are you?"

Blaine looked around for the first time. He had not paid attention to where he was going, his mind occupied with other things. He could see he was on the corner of W Island Circle and W Island Drive.

"I'm not far from the house. I was just heading back."

"Well hurry up. I have something for you that will cheer you up."

Blaine doubted there was anything that could cheer him up right now but he turned around and headed back to the house.

Kurt needed to eat. He had been sitting in the chair for hours and his stomach was now protesting. Someone had knocked earlier, most likely Finn, but he had ignored it. He went into his bathroom, washed his face, re-applied moisturiser and re-entered the bedroom, crossed over to and opened the door, almost tripping over the food tray. Finn had put a tray with a chicken and tomato sandwich, a glass of apple juice and a small bowl of strawberries and kiwi in front of the door.

Kurt smiled at the thoughtfulness, picked up the tray and took it back inside his room, placing it on the coffee table. As he ate the bowl of fruit he contemplated the seriousness of the events of last night. He glanced at the clock on his side table: 3:50 p.m.

Carole should have been home from her shift at Chandler Regional hours ago and his dad would be home in two or three hours. He wasn't ready to face them or the house guests just yet. He wondered if Finn had told her what happened or would he leave that up to him?

Blaine stood outside of Kurt's room for the second time in three days. The younger boy had been in his room all day. He had been restless since he got back to the Hudmel house. Cooper's surprise had made him smile but it hadn't lasted, had spent most of the time after that pacing and looking up at the ceiling as if he would be able to see into Kurt's room. Puck had watched him thoughtfully but said nothing and Finn had taken a tray up to Kurt. Carole had got back around 11 and Burt was on his way home.

The tray he held had a bowl of salad, a bowl of carrot and pumpkin soup and buttered toast and a glass of water. He balanced the tray on one arm and knocked with the other and waited. And waited. Blaine was about to put the tray down by the door when it opened. He straighten up and looked at Kurt for a moment.

"I brought you something to eat. I um…" Blaine paused not sure what else to say to the silent boy.

"Thank you." They both stood there in awkward silence. What should he do? Say?

"Ah…Are you ok? Do you…mind if I come in?"

Kurt looked at the older boy for a moment before turning around and walking back into the room, leaving the door open. Blaine put his tray on the coffee table next to the other one that now held empty dishes. He stood silently in the middle of the room continuing to watch Kurt who had sat back down in one leather armchairs.

Kurt looked sexy in the wide necked light blue and gold sweater that exposed one shoulder and white skinny jeans, his light brown hair falling over his eyes. Blaine's eyes were drawn to that exposed shoulder and neck, his mouth watering at the remembered taste of Kurt's skin. Blaine's body heated in arousal and he shook his head. This wasn't why he came up here; he cleared his mind of his lascivious thoughts, refocusing on Kurt who was staring back at him and sat in the other armchair.

Blaine twiddled his thumbs before looking up at Kurt as he ate. This was way harder than he had thought it would be. He waited until Kurt put down the empty salad bowl before he spoke.

"I ah…I accidently overheard Finn and Puck talking this morning about…about what happened yesterday. Are you feeling ok? Do you….want to talk…about it?"

Kurt looked over towards the French doors leading out to his balcony. He wasn't sure how or if he should talk about this but he knew logically he should talk to someone. He looked back at Blaine and saw sincerity as well as another emotion that left him confused. He saw pain in those beautiful hazel eyes. He was drawn to the older boy in ways he couldn't explain and in some ways he could. Making up his mind he began to talk about his and Adam's relationship leading up to yesterday's events, blushing when he admitted he was still a virgin but Blaine said nothing.

Blaine listened and started to get more and angrier realising the slimeball had basically planned the whole thing. That menu had been guaranteed to get Kurt ready for whatever. He knew this because he and his ex had done some research and then tried some of them out to see if they worked.

Blaine was also jealous of the fact that Kurt had intended to give his virginity to jerk like Adam. Blaine clenched his fists as Kurt stuttered over the part where Adam had pinned him down. He stood up and clenched his fists, began pacing trying to control his emotions. Anger wouldn't help the situation right now and would probably just scare Kurt.

Kurt would have mostly broken down last night added to all the stress and emotions that had come with the revelation of being a 'Blessed One' had it not been for his strong will and his ability to deconstruct and assess a problem from all angles. His brain analysed the months leading up to last night. Adam had become a little more demanding but he had thought nothing of it. Then both their behaviours at his birthday party had admittedly been questionable. Kurt continued to go through times that kept popping up and he had to admit that the clues telling him that Adam wasn't a good candidate for a boyfriend had been there but nothing to indicate he had a violent side. This meant he could hide his true self, his true feelings extremely well. A scary thought. Santana had been right afterall;

'Adam is a jerk Kurt. Don't give him the time of day because I think, no I know he will hurt you, Porcelain. I know his type. He's after that pretty little ass of yours.'

'I don't know Tana. He's been asking me out for weeks. He seems nice and I try not to judge people without getting to know them.'

'Aite, its your call but if he hurts you he will be castrated.'

Kurt gave a small smile at the memory. Maybe he should tell Santana because as he was looked at it, castration wasn't a bad idea. He was slowly getting over his melancholy but it would take time for him to heal completely.

Kurt continued talking after the pause in his recollection. His blush returned and he avoided Blaine's gaze when he told about the part where he had been able to get away only because he had called out to Blaine for help, tears began to form in his electric blue eyes.

"You ah…you called out to me for help?"

Blaine's eyes were hooded and unreadable. Kurt looked up before he replied softly. "Yeah."

Blaine looked away and Kurt was surprised to see tears running down his cheeks when he looked back at him.

"Blaine…?" Kurt was shocked and at a loss as to what to do.

"I wasn't there." Blaine closed his eyes before he continued. "I wasn't there when you needed me. I'm sorry."

Blaine let the tears run unchecked down his cheeks for the second time that day. "I'm so sorry Kurt. I should have been there."

Kurt looked at Blaine. He had not expected this reaction from the older teen.

"It wasn't your fault. I had no idea Adam was…like that. I was…blinded by my wanting to see his good points and dismissed everything else."

"Nothing is wrong with looking for good in people. I just…I wish I had been there. All day I had a feeling that something was wrong and then later I started to um…cry and threw up in the downstairs bathroom. Cooper was and probably still worried about me."

Blaine looked up at the ceiling before looking back at Kurt. He needed to hold him.

"Kurt? Would it be ok if I um…held you? Just for a little while. You can say no of course. I wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable."

Kurt thought for a moment before nodding his head in acquiesce. Blaine pulled Kurt out of the chair before sitting down and placing him to sit down on his lap, hugging him close as Kurt snuggled into the crook of his neck. Then Blaine suddenly chuckled, squeezing Kurt's thigh.

"You should have kneed him harder."

Kurt smiled at that. The warm feeling and comfort of being in Blaine's arms, listening to the beat of his heart against his ear soothed Kurt better than any bubble bath. The silence was no longer awkward but companionable.

Burt had come home to find Finn and Puck reclining on the big white sofa in the lounge, Cooper in one of the matching armchairs that could seat two people, solemn expressions on all three faces, and Carole finishing up dinner in the kitchen.

The TV was on but no one was really watching it. Ok this was a bit strange.

"Evening boys." Grunts and Mmms were what he got in return so he headed into the kitchen.

"Evening love." Burt placed a kiss on his wife's cheek.

"Mmm…good evening. Dinner's just about done. Can you call the boys in?"

"Will do. By the way what's wrong with the boys? And where are Kurt and Blaine?"

"Well I'm not sure but something may or may not have happened but no one has said anything so far."

"Ok. I'll go call the boys in for dinner."

Blaine's hand stroked down Kurt's back soothingly. They had both calmed down but he wanted to make sure.

"Kurt you ok?" Blaine asked softly.

"I'm getting there. I feel much better than I did yesterday and this morning." Kurt sat up in Blaine's lap and turned to look at him.

"Are you ok?" Blaine smiled and cupped his cheek. Kurt really was beautiful.

"I'm getting there too." He stroked Kurt's cheek.

"What is it? You look like you want to ask me something."

Blaine dropped his hand. He didn't want to make Kurt feel uncomfortable or scared. Didn't want to risk the relatively calm and relaxed atmosphere.

"Blaine what is it?"

"I…I…um…can I…kiss you?" Blaine looked up when Kurt remained silent.

"I won't if it would make you uncomfortable or if the thought scares you. I just need….I don't know. Kissing you would put my mind at ease but like I said if it makes you – "

"Ok."

Blaine stopped mid ramble. "What?"

"Its ok. You can kiss me." Kurt all but whispered the response.

"Are you sure? I don't want to scare you Kurt."

"I'm…I'm sure. I think I need this too." Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes. He wanted to move pass the trauma of Adam. Maybe one way of doing that was to see how he would respond to intimacy after what had happened. Yeah he was sitting in Blaine's lap but that and kissing were two different things.

Blaine put his hand back on Kurt's cheek, looking deep into the electric blue eyes that had captivated him long ago and gently began to kiss him. It felt so much more different than the last time. That time had been frenzied and passionate but this, this was tender, loving. He pulled away after a few moments to see Kurt's eyes had closed and there were tears running down his cheeks. Blaine got worried. Had he moved too fast? Was this too soon for Kurt?

"Baby, what's wrong? Is this too much, too soon?"

Kurt kept his eyes closed a moment longer before a serene smile lifted his lips at the endearment and he opened his eyes.

"No. No, it was perfect…thank you." Blaine looked at Kurt as if trying to ascertain if he was telling the truth before a grin stretched his own mouth.

"Good," was all he said before he recaptured Kurt's lips. He wasn't sure how long they kissed for this time before they were interrupted by a throat being cleared.

Cooper and Burt stood in the doorway to Kurt's room taking in the scene before them.

"We've got to break this little habit of ours little brother." Copper said, smirking at the couple.