Ok, here we go - Klaine! :) Oh, and there is some more development in Kurt's case at the end. Enjoy!
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Warnings: a bit of light smut.
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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Kurt's face fell. What could Blaine possibly want to tell him? And, why would it ruin the evening? Kurt had planned on telling Blaine about breaking up with Kevin and realizing he wanted to be with Blaine. He wanted one more glass of wine for some courage and then he was going to tell him. And now Blaine wanted to talk about something with him and it could ruin their great day? Then it hit him. Blaine still thought Kurt was dating Kevin. Blaine was going to tell Kurt that he was glad they were making progress in finding Kurt's attackers but that spending all of this time together was too hard for him. Blaine was going to tell Kurt that they needed to spend more time apart. That had to be it, right?
"Blaine, wait. Before you say anything, I'd like to say something first." Kurt had to get his feelings out first.
Blaine hesitated. What did Kurt want to say? Blaine knew. He was going to tell him that Kevin was still very much a part of the picture and that while they'd had a great day, he still had a boyfriend and that Blaine shouldn't make things up in his head that weren't there. No. Blaine couldn't let Kurt say that – not first anyway. Blaine was going to lay it all out there. If Kurt rejected him after, then that was a risk he had to take.
"No, Kurt. Really. It's very important that I say what I need to say first. Please?"
Kurt couldn't look at that sad look on Blaine's face and deny him. If Blaine told him that they needed distance because remaining just friends was too hard for him, then Kurt would change his mind after. Blaine was not leaving this apartment without knowing the truth.
"Ok, Blaine. You can go first."
Blaine took Kurt's hand in his. "This really has been a beautiful day. I'm so glad that I've been able to play a part in your recovery – both physically and emotionally. But, I have to say that this has been pretty hard for me. I know everything has always seemed so hard for both of us. We kept looking for the easy road and honestly, Kurt? I don't think an easy road exists. But I love you. You know that. I've told you that I love you over and over. And I'll forever be sorry for what I did to you." He saw Kurt start to protest but he held up one hand. "Trust me, whether you say it or not, I know you've forgiven me. I just really need to finish getting all of this out first, ok?"
Kurt said nothing, just nodded.
Blaine continued. "Maybe I'm wrong but I've been feeling all day like you've been conflicted about your feelings for me – your feelings for Kevin. Maybe I'm crazy for telling you this but, to hell with it, because I need to lay all of my cards on the table. You need to know that I want to be with you…that will never change. And I want you to be with me. And if you do decide you want to be with me you have to know that it's not gonna be easy, it's gonna be really hard. And we're gonna have to work at it every day but I'm willing to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day."
Blaine paused and took a deep breath. "Will you do something for me? Please, just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now. What's it look like? If it's with Kevin then, go be with him. Go. I lost you once and it was hard as hell but I think I could do it again if I thought it was what you really wanted. Your happiness is more important than mine."
Blaine finally stopped talking and took a really good look at Kurt. His face was unreadable. Kurt opened his mouth to speak. "Blaine…"
"No! Wait…I have one more thing to say first." Blaine interrupted Kurt before he could start. "Don't think about what everyone else wants…stop thinking about what I want, what Kevin wants…what your dad wants…what do you want? What do you want?"
This time when Blaine looked at Kurt, he was chuckling. Blaine was confused. "Kurt, why are you laughing?"
Kurt smiled. "Blaine, did you really just quote The Notebook?"
Blaine looked down, embarrassed. Then he looked back up, determined. "Yes, ok? I did just quote The Notebook. You know how much I love that movie and I know how much our relationship parallels it. We are Noah and Allie. You and I. Kevin – he's Lon. That's how I see us, Kurt."
Kurt smiled. "Are you finished?" Blaine's speech made Kurt incredibly happy. Here he thought Blaine was going to say he needed space. No, Blaine had continued to fight for him, just like he said he would. Kurt was glad he let Blaine speak first. Now he would know forever that Blaine had never given up the fight for Kurt's love.
Blaine let out a shaky breath. "Yes." Now he had to wait for the fall out.
At some point during their conversation they had managed to let go of one another's hands. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hands in his once again. "Blaine, I really appreciate what you just said. Really, I do. But I have some things to say as well."
Blaine's face fell. Here it comes, Kurt's rejection. "Ok. I promise I won't say anything until you finish."
"Thank you." Kurt scooted just a tad bit closer. "I want to be 100% honest with you right now. You know that Kevin is not your number one fan. After the night at Bleakers, followed by you being the one to take me to the hospital after I fell, Kevin felt like we didn't stand a chance as long as you were such a strong presence in my life. He asked me to spend some uninterrupted time with him so we could grow closer. And what you said earlier is true – I was looking for the easy road. To me it seemed like that was the easy road, so I agreed. Last night – God that feels like a lifetime ago – we went out to a cabin that his parents own about an hour away. It was nice. We were able to talk and we learned a lot about each other."
Blaine felt like his heart was about to explode into a million pieces. It was hard enough hearing Kurt tell him that he was still involved with Kevin, but to hear details about them going away together? That was too much.
Kurt could tell Blaine was having hard time hearing this. Kurt could have skipped over these details but he felt it was important to get everything out in the open. He squeezed Blaine's hands, trying to reassure him through unspoken words.
Kurt cleared his throat. "This morning when I woke up, Kevin was already up preparing breakfast. I got my laptop and decided to check in with the office. Kevin wasn't happy when he came back in the room and found me working…seems like he took the term uninterrupted time very seriously. Anyway, we argued and things got a little nasty…"
Blaine broke in. "What? Nasty? Kurt, if he hurt you…"
"Blaine, no. Kevin would never lay a hand on me. I mean, he said a few things that hurt my feelings, but then again, I probably said a few things that I shouldn't have too. Actually, I threw the breakfast he made across the room." Kurt laughed at the memory. "That kind of pissed him off. But anyway, I'm glad we argued. Kevin wanted the time away so we could get to know each other and some true feelings really came out."
Kurt thought for a moment, remembering something else. "Another thing? When you called this morning, Kevin was the one that sent your call to voicemail and then turned my phone off so I wouldn't know. I found out later when he left to get us something to eat after I'd ruined our breakfast. As you can imagine, I was not pleased. That resulted in another argument when he got back to the cabin."
Blaine had such a sad, small look on his face. "I'm sorry I caused you two to argue." He had such a small voice.
Kurt squeezed Blaine's hands even harder. "No, don't apologize. None of this is your fault. In fact, you liberated me. When I heard your voice on my voicemail, telling me that your lead had panned out and you needed me to come into the office as soon as possible all I could think of was getting back to you. Nothing else mattered. I didn't know what that meant though. Kevin kept telling me I wanted to rush back because it was you, whereas I kept telling him it was all about my attack and knowing who did this to me. In fact, he challenged me by asking me to have you email the videos to me as a way to prove that I was not rushing back to you. Yet another thing we argued about as we drove back to the city this morning. And then it hit me, Blaine. It was like a light bulb going off. I was rushing back to you. I just wanted to be in your presence. I just wanted to be with you."
Blaine's eyes lit up for the first time since Kurt had begun talking. "Kurt, what are you saying exactly?" Blaine didn't want to leave any room for misunderstanding.
Kurt leaned in close to Blaine's face. "What I'm saying is that you are right. We are Noah and Allie. And Lon is no longer in the picture."
Blaine was still a little confused – happy – but confused. "But what about when you two showed up at my office this morning? He said he was going to take care of things and then he kissed you."
"The things he was taking care of? Bringing my luggage back here for me. The kiss? On the cheek." Kurt took a small breath. "It was nothing like this…" Kurt closed the teeny tiny gap between their mouths and delicately placed his lips on Blaine's.
Blaine responded immediately, gently wrapping his arms around Kurt's body and pulling him closer. Kurt's tongue asked for permission to enter Blaine's mouth and Blaine allowed access, reveling in the taste of Kurt's tongue. This was heaven. This was perfection. If Blaine hadn't known any better he would have sworn he was dreaming. Kurt moaned into the kiss and Blaine's cock immediately responded.
Kurt pulled back – much to the displeasure of both of them. "Blaine, we have to stop. Certain parts of my body so desperately want to respond and continue but, I'm just not physically able to do all of the things I want to."
Blaine shook his head. "No, no. You're right. And I don't want to hurt you." A thought occurred to him. "I guess that means you and Kevin didn't…" Blaine saw the look on Kurt's face. "Oh God! Forget I asked! That was terribly rude and none of my business. I'm sorry."
Kurt laughed. "It's ok, Blaine. You're allowed to ask me anything. Anything. And to answer your question, no, Kevin and I did not sleep together. You are the last person I was with and the only person I ever want to be with." Kurt leaned in and kissed him again.
Blaine pulled back this time. "Kurt, if we don't stop, we're going to get ourselves in trouble." They sat staring at each other for a few minutes when Blaine broke the silence. "I feel like I'm dreaming. I mean, I thought you and Kevin were still together but I'd been getting these signals from you all day and my gut was just telling me to go for it…really put my feelings on the line. I just can't believe this. You're here and you're with me and you want to be with me. What did I do to deserve this?"
Kurt put one of his hands on Blaine's cheek. "You love me. You never gave up on me – on us. Thank you for that because I was pretty mean to you. The things I said and did while I was back in Lima? That horrible note I left? You didn't deserve that."
"Yes I did, Kurt. I lied to you. I told the worst lie of my life and you have every right not to forgive me for that."
Kurt took in Blaine's appearance. "You did lie to me. But I forgive you. I do. I think I forgave you the moment I first heard your voice on the phone that night you called my Dad." Kurt locked eyes with Blaine. "Do you love me? Really love me? I mean, want to grow old and spend forever with me love me?"
"Of course I do, Kurt."
Kurt smiled. "Good, because I love you too." Kurt laughed at the beaming smile on Blaine's face. "I know it's been over seven years since you last heard me say those words to you but I do, Blaine. I love you. I think I know the exact moment I fell in love with you. It was in high school, my junior prom. I'd just been crowned prom queen and David had just left me alone on the dance floor. Then I heard this beautiful voice behind me, asking me to dance with him. I fell hard."
Blaine smiled. "I fell hard, too."
"But it's more than that, Blaine. If asked what it is I love about you, there are so many reasons. All of the standard ones are there, you are incredibly sexy and good looking and you're great in bed…" Kurt winked at Blaine, whose face might have just gotten a bit redder. "You have high hopes and dreams for yourself; you were brought up well – despite your father. You want to find love and have a family, you're respectful and honest and it pains you when someone else is hurting. You're reliable and dependable and responsible and extremely intelligent."
Kurt took another deep breath. "But it's so much more than that, Blaine. It's the way you look at me; the way you used to reach your hand out behind you for me to grab when I was trailing behind a bit; the small creases you get around your eyes when you smile or laugh; the way you touch me and kiss me and hug me; the way my heart beats faster anytime you're around; the twinge in my stomach with every thought of you; the enormous amount of memories we have and how almost every song I hear has the ability to remind me of one; your love of music; your indulgence in my need to have everything clean; the ties you still have to your family, yet your independence from them; the way you know when something is bothering me and the way you seem to know just what I need to hear to cheer me up; the sound of your voice and how it sounds when you say my name or that you love me; your love for the simple things in life; your appreciation for hard work; and even though you are going to be so very successful one day, you will never forget your background, where you came from and what it took to get you there. I love your humbleness, Blaine. I could go on and on – I love you…all of you – not just your strengths and potential for greatness, but also your weaknesses and humble beginnings. I love you."
Blaine was crying. Listening to Kurt go on and on about all of the reasons he loved him was something that words could not describe. He didn't know what to say. Even if he did, he wasn't sure he would be able to get any words out. Kurt leaned forward and wiped Blaine's tears away with the pad of his thumb. "You don't have to say anything, Blaine. I know. I know."
They had been sitting on the couch, facing each other for what seemed like hours. No words were necessary when Blaine leaned back and opened his arms. Kurt carefully snuggled in close to Blaine – his head on Blaine's chest, listening to his heart rapidly beating. They laid like that for God only knows how long when Kurt turned so that he was facing Blaine. "You know that excuse I used to get you up here?"
Blaine looked confused for a moment. He rewound time in his brain. "You mean asking me to rewrap your ribs?"
Kurt sat up fully. "Yeah, that one. Well, that wasn't just an excuse. I really would like for you to do that, if you don't mind."
Blaine jumped up. "Oh! Of course…whatever you need. Just tell me what to do."
Kurt walked Blaine through the process of taking the wrapping off of Kurt's torso. Blaine was surprised that after all of this time, Kurt's beautiful porcelain skin was still bruised. He slowly placed new wrapping around his torso, taking extra care even though Kurt said it had to be tight. Blaine's fingers and hands on Kurt's skin again was heaven. Blaine was gentler than Kevin had ever been – and Kevin was a nurse. Blaine kept asking if he was doing it right and Kurt gave him words of encouragement, knowing that Blaine was terrified that he would hurt him.
After Blaine had finished, he looked at his watch and was surprised at how late it was. This day seemed to have been the longest and fastest day of his life. The videos, the trip to Kurt's office, the discussion at the police station, the talk with his boss, and then the glorious evening he'd spent with Kurt. He looked over at Kurt, who was pouring both of them another glass of wine. Blaine smiled. "Kurt, I probably shouldn't have another glass. It's getting really late. Maybe I should head back to my loft."
Kurt continued pouring two glasses of wine. He handed one glass to Blaine – despite what he'd just said. "No. I don't want you to go. I want you to stay. We've already lost so much time. Please stay with me, Blaine. Please."
Blaine knew he would deny Kurt nothing. "Ok. I'll stay."
Kurt woke up feeling more rested than he had in years…definitely more rested than he had in months. He smiled before opening his eyes and reached his hand to the other side of bed, expecting to find Blaine lying next to him. Instead he found empty sheets. He opened his eyes to confirm what he already felt – he was alone…Blaine was not there. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was only 6:24am – too early for Blaine to have left for work.
When Blaine had agreed to stay the night last night Kurt asked him to take the day off so they could spend it together. Blaine had told Kurt that while he'd love nothing more than that, he had to go into the office. He was hoping to hear back from Det. Walton today regarding his interrogation of Jace Lavine…assuming he'd been able to bring him in.
Panic was beginning to set in. What if Blaine had woken up in the middle of the night and was freaked out about Kurt's huge declaration of love? What if Blaine wasn't ready for this? Kurt had finally decided to open back up to Blaine and let him in fully and what if Blaine had changed his mind? All of these horrible scenarios were running through Kurt's head when he heard his bedroom door creek open.
Blaine stuck his head in the door and saw that Kurt had woken up. "Good morning, baby. I'm sorry if I woke you."
When Kurt saw Blaine's head peek through the door – curls free from their gel and springing everywhere – he smiled. "You didn't wake me. But I will say that I was a little freaked out when I woke up and you weren't lying next to me. I thought maybe you'd changed your mind…" Kurt trailed off sheepishly, feeling a little embarrassed about jumping to that conclusion.
"What? Never!" Blaine walked over to the bed and climbed in next to Kurt, opening up his arms so Kurt could snuggle in close. "Are you kidding? You said the most beautiful words to me yesterday, Kurt. You told me you loved me. I'm never leaving you again." Blaine spoke in the most serious tone he had so he could convey how he meant every word. And he did too…he was never leaving Kurt again.
Kurt smiled and snuggled in closer – if that was even possible. "So, what was it that dragged you from our bed at his early hour?"
Blaine squeezed Kurt tighter in his arms. "Our bed?"
Kurt rearranged his head so he was looking at Blaine. "I'm sorry. Was that too much?"
"No." Blaine smiled at him. "Not at all."
Kurt adjusted again, resting his chin on his hands – still resting on Blaine's chest. "Ok, well then I am about to really go out on a limb then." Kurt smiled. "You're not scared are you?"
"About what you're about to say? Absolutely not."
Kurt took a deep, calming breath. "So you haven't moved out of the company loft yet have you?" Kurt took in Blaine's shake of the head. "What would you think about moving in here? I mean, unless you think it's too early. Then I'm totally fine with you keeping the loft and we can take things slow and just see how things progress. I'm fine with whatever you're more comfortable with…" Kurt was talking so fast he barely had time to take a breath.
Blaine laughed. "Kurt, slow down. Breathe." He waited for Kurt to calm down a little bit. He was completely shocked at what Kurt had just asked. I mean, of course Blaine wanted to live with Kurt. He wanted to marry him, have kids with him, and grow old with him. He just didn't think Kurt would want to move that quickly.
"Blaine? You're not saying anything. It's too soon isn't it?" Kurt looked a little disappointed.
"I didn't say that. I just don't think me moving in here is the best option."
"Oh. Ok." Kurt turned his head so he wasn't facing Blaine anymore.
Blaine grabbed Kurt's face and turned it to face him again. "Hey, hey, hey. I didn't say I didn't want to live with you. I just said that I didn't think me moving in here was the answer." Kurt looked at him with a confused expression. Blaine continued. "What would you think of us looking for another place? I mean, this place is great but it's a little small for the two of us. Plus, I'm making really good money and you're on the brink of becoming the world's best designer so I think we can afford something that would fit the both of us. And, it would be a real fresh start for us to begin our lives together."
Kurt beamed. "Yes! Yes! I would love that!" He stretched his face forward to kiss Blaine.
Blaine immediately leaned into the kiss. He would never grow tired of kissing Kurt. They both deepened the kiss at the same time, their tongues dancing together, fitting perfectly. They were born for this – just to kiss each other. Before long, Kurt's hands began moving, roaming down Blaine's body, stopping at his nipples and pinching them lightly. Blaine's hips jerked up as his already full-blown erection was asking for friction. Kurt seemed to know what Blaine's body was asking for. He slid his hand down and palmed Blaine's erection.
Blaine moaned deeply, so deeply it almost came out as a growl. "Kurt, you have to stop."
Kurt was kissing Blaine's jawline. "Do you really want me to stop?"
Blaine moaned again. "Of course not. No, don't stop." He found pure pleasure in Kurt's hand continuing to rub his boxer-covered erection. "No, wait. Kurt. You have to stop." Blaine desperately did not want to continue this statement. But he didn't want to hurt Kurt either. "You're not physically able to continue."
"No, I can't have sex yet. But, no one said anything about blow jobs." Kurt returned his lips to nibbling on Blaine's earlobe and his hand went right back to stroking Blaine.
"Oh God, Kurt. You're going to be the death of me."
Kurt chuckled and shifted so he could reach his other hand down to Blaine's waist. His hands roamed down until they found the waist band of Blaine's boxers. He tugged lightly while Blaine lifted his hips. Once the boxers were gone, Blaine's erection sprung up, meeting Kurt's mouth. He slowly sunk his mouth around Blaine, taking him in fully.
"Ooooohhhh, Kuuuurt. God, baby that feels so good." It had been so long since Blaine had felt this complete. The last two times he'd been with Kurt in this way, Kurt didn't want the same things Blaine did. Now they were in the same place. They wanted the same things. They shared the same feelings. They were beginning their lives together.
Kurt continued his up and down motion, deep throating Blaine. Then he would change speeds and move faster, licking the underside of Blaine's cock before taking his balls into his mouth. Next, he would take just the head of Blaine in his mouth, licking at the slit and savoring the taste of his pre-come. He enjoyed all of the sounds Blaine was making. They went straight to his own cock. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was Blaine. He was waiting on that delicious taste of Blaine shooting down his throat. He longed for it.
"Oh, baby. You are amazing. Oh, God." The things Kurt was doing to him – words could not explain. He began to feel that familiar coil in the pit of his stomach. "Fuck, Kurt. Oh God…I'm going to come! Shit!" Blaine began exploding down Kurt's throat. "Fuck, fuck! Shit! God, Kurt. I love you, baby!" Blaine was spent. That was probably the most amazing blow job he'd ever received.
The taste of Blaine in his mouth was heaven. He didn't realize how much he'd missed this. Sharing this beautiful experience with the man he loved…Kurt felt like this day couldn't get any better. He allowed Blaine's breathing to return to normal while he slowly peppered his torso and chest with kisses before returning his lips to Blaine's.
Blaine returned the kiss in full force. "God, baby. That was amazing." He immediately returned to kissing. Once he had Kurt entranced, he ever so slowly rolled Kurt over onto his back. Blaine smiled at him. "Allow me to return the favor."
Kurt smiled. There was no way he was going to say no to that. He didn't pleasure Blaine with the expectation that Blaine would pleasure him in return. But, oh God, how he felt like he'd been waiting forever to feel Blaine's mouth around him again.
Blaine took his time with Kurt. Savoring every moment. He never thought he'd ever get a chance to worship Kurt's body again. Kurt moaned and groaned with every move Blaine made. Kurt lasted longer than Blaine thought he would. Before long, Kurt was shooting down Blaine's mouth, shouting curse words along with telling Blaine that he loved him too.
Once they were both fully satisfied, they snuggled up together again. "So…" Kurt began. "You never did tell me what dragged you out of our bed so early this morning."
Blaine glanced over at the clock. A full hour had passed. "Shit!" Blaine exclaimed. "I'm late. I'm going to be late for work." Blaine got out of bed easily, so as not to disturb Kurt.
Kurt groaned. "No, Blaine. Don't go into work today. Stay with me."
Blaine turned around and smiled at him. "That's why I was up so early. I was calling Emily to check and see if I had any important meetings for this afternoon. I only plan on working for half of the day. I want to see if I can get in touch with Det. Walton this morning. Then, I'll come home for lunch and we can spend the afternoon together."
Kurt grinned. "I like the sound of that."
"Besides," Blaine began. "We've got an apartment to begin hunting for!"
Blaine called Emily and told her he was running late. He had to stop by the loft to change clothes since when he woke up yesterday, he had no idea that the day would end with his reconciliation with Kurt. Feeling guilty, he made it into the office an hour late. He was smiling to himself as he entered the building, having just read the 5th text from Kurt since he'd left that morning. They all said the same thing: I miss you already. Hurry home!
Blaine rushed through the front door, panting. "Hey Emily. I'm sorry I'm late."
She smiled. "Hey, I don't keep track of your time. And don't worry. Mr. Rhoades hasn't come in yet. He had an early meeting downtown. Landry has been looking for you though." She stopped and looked through her notes. "Oh and I have this message for you. I think you're going to want to return this call as soon as possible." She smiled at him as she handed him the message.
Blaine glanced down at the message Emily had just handed him. He beamed. "Det. Walton called? You're right, Emily. I'm going to return this call right now. I'll find Landry when I'm done with the detective. Thanks!"
Blaine practically ran to his office. He closed the door behind him and sat down at his desk. He waited impatiently as his computer loaded. He pulled up the file he'd been keeping on Kurt's case and opened a new word document so he could make notes regarding his conversation with Det. Walton. Finally, he dialed the number.
"Det. Walton."
"Good morning Det. Walton. It's Blaine Anderson returning your call." Blaine's heart was beating out of his chest. This one phone call could determine how they progressed with Kurt's case – actually it would determine if there was any progress at all.
"Oh, Mr. Anderson. Hello. I'm sorry I wasn't able to get back to you yesterday. Tracking down Mr. Lavine proved to be a pretty difficult task. While we were looking for him I did speak with Mr. Hummel's doctor, as well as the main nurse that was charged with his care."
Blaine shivered. That meant that he'd spoken to Kevin. Blaine had been so wrapped up in the fact that he and Kurt had gotten back together, he never asked how Kevin had taken the break up. If he was bitter could he have lied to the detective about the severity of Kurt's condition while he was in the hospital? "And how did they describe Kurt's condition when he entered the hospital?"
"They pretty much confirmed what the two of you told me yesterday. Dr. Richardson told me that Mr. Hummel had been unconscious for four days due to his injuries. He told me that he had a severe head injury and that one eye had been swollen shut. The broken arm, leg and ankle didn't seem to cause worry to the doctor. It was the head injury as well as the broken ribs." Det. Walton paused. Blaine could hear papers shuffling in the background. "Oh, here it is. The doctor did confirm that when Mr. Hummel had initially been brought into the ER his condition was touch and go. The broken ribs were dangerously close to puncturing his lungs and if he had not received the proper medication in the time frame that he did, he would not have survived the attack."
Blaine's stomach turned. He felt sick. "So, you're basically saying that they left him for dead in that alley? If Mr. Newman had not found Mr. Hummel when he did, it's entirely possible that Mr. Hummel would have died?"
"According to the doctor, it's not a possibility, it's a certainty."
Blaine's fists balled up in anger. If the NYPD or the DA would not take care of those assholes that did that to Kurt, Blaine would take care of them himself. "Ok, and as far as Mr. Lavine. Have you been able to locate him?"
Det. Walton chuckled. "We did, Mr. Anderson. It is not professional for me to say this, but that is one stupid kid. I had a few street cops staking out the girlfriend's house. He showed up late yesterday evening. I told them to haul the kid in. He broke and confessed within the first five minutes of interrogating him. The guy with the baseball bat was a guy named Tony Watkins. I did some digging. He's a kid from Harlem that has a pretty long rap sheet."
Blaine was pretty shocked that the confession had come so easily. "Ok. So now what?"
"Well, I'm going to forward the signed confession over to your office. I wouldn't be expecting it for another day or two though. We've got officers on their way as we speak to pick up Mr. Watkins. We still need to speak to him as well as Ms. Jones."
"Ms. Jones? As in Kayla Jones? From The House of Rosaline Spencer?" Blaine knew he shouldn't be surprised that they were bringing her in.
"Yes. Mr. Lavine turned on his girlfriend. Apparently she masterminded the entire thing." Det. Walton paused for a moment. "We need to get her story, Mr. Watkins' story and then compile everything. Once we do that, we'll make a recommendation of charges for you to submit to the DA. You should receive it by the end of the week. I'll make sure to give you a call if something else develops."
"Thank you, detective. Would you mind telling me, if you can, what charges you think you'll recommend?"
"Well based on the information we received from Mr. Hummel's doctor, as well as the information Mr. Lavine provided during his interrogation, it looks like we'll be recommending Attempted Murder in the First Degree."
Blaine sighed. "Ok, thank you so much."
Det. Walton had heard Blaine's sigh. "Mr. Anderson, if I may be so forward to ask, are you in a relationship with Mr. Hummel?"
Blaine didn't know how to respond. It was unprofessional to be involved with your client, but he and Kurt didn't officially get together until after Blaine began representing him. But, now that they were back together, Blaine didn't want to ever deny it. Blaine also remembered the apparent homophobia seeping from the detective yesterday. He decided to play it safe for the moment…just until he knew the detective's motives. "Well, he and I have known each other since high school, so we're close. Why do you ask?"
Det. Walton could sense Blaine's hesitation. "Honestly, what you and Mr. Hummel do in your private life is none of my business. But I gathered from your behavior yesterday that you were close and I just wanted to warn you that Mr. Lavine's statement regarding the attack on Mr. Hummel is very graphic. The details of what really went down in that alley are more graphic than anything you would have heard from Mr. Hummel or his doctors. If your relationship with him goes beyond professional, you might want to think twice about reading the entire statement. It will be very difficult to read."
Blaine rubbed his temples. "Thank you for the warning. Unfortunately, I'll have to read it in order to prepare my package for the DA. But again, thank you for warning me."
"Mr. Anderson, I've been in this business for years. You should be able to proceed with preparing your package for the DA based on my recommendation alone. Trust me, I've seen the DA proceed with far less than what I am going to provide you with. But, the information will all be there so you are free to do with it as you wish."
Blaine sighed. "Thank you, Det. Walton. You have been very helpful. I am looking forward to briefing Mr. Hummel about the developments and I look forward to receiving your report."
Blaine and Det. Walton exchanged their goodbyes and Blaine typed up some quick notes summarizing their conversation. Then he remembered that Landry had been looking for him. He got up and walked down the hall to Landry's office. He passed Mr. Rhoades office on the way, noticing that he had not made it into the office yet. He knocked on Landry's door and opened the door when he heard Landry give permission to enter.
"Hey, Landry. Emily told me you were looking for me."
Landry looked up. "Blaine! Yes, I have a question for you. Feel free to say no – but just know that you really don't have the option to say no."
Blaine laughed. He could tell by Landry's tone that this was not a business question. "Ok, what is it?"
"Well, we're all going back to Bleakers on Friday. You have to come and sing another song. You were amazing last week, Blaine."
Blaine felt his stomach flip. He really didn't want to go back to Bleakers. Not after the last time he was there – seeing Kurt with Kevin and singing that emotional song. Although, that night did put him back on the path to getting back together with Kurt. "You know, Landry…that wasn't a question."
Landry laughed. "Semantics, Blaine. So, what do you say? Are you in?"
Blaine thought for a moment. He had an idea. He would have to clear it with Kurt first, but the song he had in mind felt right. Blaine smiled. "Yeah, I'm in."
I hope their reunion made everyone happy. I had fun writing it. :)
Next up: Blaine tells Kurt what he found out from the dectective.
I'll post again tomorrow...
Reviews, please? I absolutely LOVE them and I'd like to know what you think of their reunion. ;)