Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.

Author's Note: I'm sorry about the delay guys! School's been insane, and I have finals soon, so if the next few updates aren't as frequent, that's because I'm going insane trying to make it through until winter break.

Chapter 24:

The drive back to the Hummel-Hudson house was mostly spent in silence, so Blaine nearly jumped out of his seat (thank God for seatbelts) when he heard Kurt say,

"What was your plan?"

He gave his boyfriend a confused look.

"What?"

Kurt turned his head away from the window, and Blaine was glad to see that he wasn't crying...though he did still look really shaken up.

"You said you had an ulterior motive for coming to see me at McKinley, besides sitting in on New Directions." said Kurt. "I was wondering what it was."

Blaine smiled.

"I'm sorry, but it's a surprise...and it can wait, okay? Getting you home safe is my priority."

He resumed staring at the road. His phone vibrated as he pulled into the driveway. When he checked his phone after putting the car in park, he saw that he had two new text message from Finn.

From: Finn
Fight broke out. Don't tell Kurt, might freak him out.

From: Finn
Is he okay?

Blaine rolled his eyes and looked over at his boyfriend, who was staring blankly out the passenger side window.

He sent a text back before shoving his phone back into his pocket.

To: Finn
Okay. And I don't know. We just got back to your house. He's not really saying much.

The Warbler got out of his car and ran around to open Kurt's door. The brunette didn't look at him as he clamboured out of the car.

"What do you want to do?" he asked.

Blaine's mischevious smile returned, but not without some hesitancy.

"I told you, it can wait -"

Kurt folded his arms and Blaine was stunned by the ferocity of the look on his face.

"Blaine. I'm fine now. So please, just tell me what it is you wanted to do today." he said.

Blaine glanced toward the Hummel-Hudson backyard. He could revise plans a little.

"Would you be okay with a picnic? I know it's horribly cheesy and everything, but -"

Kurt rolled his eyes, but he was smiling.

"That sounds perfect...but if you manage to get these McQueen pants damaged in any way, I will obliterate you."

Blaine just laughed.

Finn was seething.

He was facing possible suspension. Puck was facing possibly going back to juvie. How was he supposed to tell his mother, or even Burt?

The quarterback had to admit, he had felt pretty good knocking Azimio out. It had been even more awesome to see Puck tackle Strando (even when Sam had shouted for him not to because he was still on probation...but then Strando had made a crude remark about Karofsky and Kurt and the mohawked teen had snapped)

It was a miracle Sam, Mike and Artie hadn't gotten involved (though Artie had begged Sam to push him at a couple of the guys full force).

Figgins had said he would speak to the families of the boys involved in the fight early the next morning.

He cut the engine of his car, and went inside the house, only to find it surprisingly empty. That was weird, Blaine's car was in the driveway.

Then Finn heard soft laughter in the backyard. When he looked out the back door, he saw Blaine and Kurt on a blanket...with a picnic basket.

He chuckled, knowing that it was probably Blaine's idea. Kurt had mentioned, during one of their 'lady-chats' as he called it, that his boyfriend was entirely cheesy and romantic.

And Kurt loved that about him.

He smiled faintly, watching as Kurt drew his knees up to his chest and hid his face in his arms. Blaine said something, causing him to look up and smile.

Finn suddenly remembered that Quinn had told him she'd call to ask what Figgins had said, and hurried off to his room, hoping he could at least squeaze in one round of Call of Duty before she did.

When Burt and Carole got home later, they found Kurt and Blaine in the living room, watching Cinderella. Kurt smiled at his father from where he sat, one hand held firmly in one of Blaine's.

"You okay?" asked Burt.

Kurt nodded absently.

"Fine, Dad. Can Blaine stay for dinner?"

His father smiled and moved to hang his jacket up in the closet.

"Only if he calls his mother first and okays it with her."

Blaine grinned and pulled out his cell phone with his free hand, quickly dialing his mother's number.

"Mom? Hey, yeah I'm at Kurt's. Um, he asked if I could stay for dinner, and his dad said I had to ask you." Blaine fell silent for a moment. "Yeah, I'll head back to Dalton afterwards. Okay, I will. Thanks, Mom. Love you too." he hung up and looked at his boyfriend's father. "She said that it was fine as long as I head back to Westerville afterward."

Burt nodded and went upstairs.

Dinner was spent mostly in silence, though Blaine noticed that Finn was fidgety. Then he realized he didn't know how the fight that had broken out had been resolved.

He had a theory that the outcome hadn't been great.

Finn looked over at his mother.

"I kinda need you to come into school with me tomorrow, Mom." he said.

Carole looked at him, confused.

"Okay, I don't work in the morning...why? What happened?" she asked.

Burt had stopped eating, and like Blaine and Kurt, was staring intently at Finn.

"The jocks wanted to beat the crap out of Kurt when we left glee this afternoon." It came out in a rush. "Sam told Blaine and Kurt to leave, and they did, and then I knocked Azimio out and Puck tackled Strando because he said something about Karofsky and Kurt -"

Kurt let out a soft whimper, and suddenly Burt moved into action.

"Finn, I want to hear about this slowly, and in the living room." he said. "Blaine, take Kurt upstairs. Now."

Blaine felt Kurt's hand latch onto his, and he tried to smile reassuringly, though Kurt looked white in the face.

"Come on," Blaine whispered. "It's okay, I'm here, Kurt. He isn't. He can't do anything. Let's go upstairs, okay?"

Kurt just nodded.

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