Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, obviously. Although I'm very happy that the creators are giving both Samuel and Damian a chance. And that we get to see Brittany try to figure out what the hell Damian is saying…

A/n: So this is just a short one, but I didn't particularly want to make this longer than was really necessary.

Blaine had forgotten just how much work a day at school could be – even if it was at McKinley rather than Dalton. While he had been working a lot at home in an attempt to keep up with his classes while he was absent, it still didn't really compare to what went on at school.

"You look tired." Blaine turned around as he heard Mr. Schuester speaking to him, forcing a smile.

"It's been a long day," he replied.

"Are you planning on coming to glee club this afternoon?"

"Yeah… I just have to talk to my math teacher about making up a test I missed, and then I'll be there." Blaine watched as the man nodded, smiling at him.

"I wanted to talk to you after class. How are you doing?" Mr. Schuester asked. Blaine shrugged, sighing. He had started to get used to teachers who really just didn't give a shit about their students unless it affected them somehow, so he hadn't really expected the choir director to ask.

"I'm just not used to being at school… it's a lot more work than I expected. I need to get used to all of this again, get back into the swing of things," Blaine replied. "I'll get there… I just need a day or two to catch up."

"Don't push yourself too hard, okay? You can repeat a year of school… you'll never get back the things you might lose if you make yourself sick by pushing too hard too soon." Blaine nodded, reaching up to adjust his bag as it started sliding off his shoulder.

"I know. Thanks, Mr. Schue."

"Go schedule your make-up test. Just come on to rehearsal when you get done." Blaine nodded, hurrying up so that he wouldn't miss too much of rehearsal. They had a lot to get done, and a very short time to do it in. Blaine needed to catch up, fast.

As soon as he'd managed to get away from his calculus teacher, Blaine ran to the choir room and dropped his bag on the floor next to an empty chair, joining in on the vocal warm-ups without saying a word. Most of the members of New Directions had already seen him that day in classes, so it wasn't that much of a shock to anyone to see him in rehearsal. The only real shock was how quickly some of his fellow glee clubbers flocked around him to give him a hug as they all warmed up.

"Okay, guys… I know we're glad to see Blaine back with us again but we've really got to get to work. You'll have plenty of time to talk to him later."

"You're going to be okay, though, right Blaine?" Tina asked.

"Yeah, I mean, you were in the hospital last week, and you've been out of school. You still look tired," Mercedes added.

"I'll be fine, guys. I'm just getting back into the swing of things. Mr. Schue is right, we need to get to work… I have a lot of catching up to do, and Sectionals are just around the corner."

The whole group got down to work after that, dancing and singing until Blaine was sure he would pass out from sheer exhaustion. "Okay, guys… good rehearsal today. Go get some rest, because we're going to have to keep working just as hard for the rest of the week. I need everyone at their best."

Blaine picked up his bag and immediately reached for Kurt's hand, suddenly needing to feel the comfort of having his boyfriend close by. He couldn't explain the feeling, but something in his gut told Blaine that he really didn't need to be alone despite the fact that he really didn't want to be surrounded by the entire glee club at that moment.

"We really need to go… Blaine's tired, and he still has a doctor's appointment this afternoon," Kurt began as some of the glee girls approached, obviously to check on Blaine's health. Blaine was thankful that everyone else seemed to understand and backed off.

Blaine relaxed as they got into Kurt's car. "Thank you."

"Don't worry about it… we really did need to go if we're going to make it in time for your appointment with Dr. Benson." Blaine sighed, closing his eyes and letting his head rest back against the seat. "What?"

"I don't want to go to the doctor today… I'd rather just go home and sleep until tomorrow." Blaine smiled slightly as Kurt squeezed his hand.

"How did it go today?"

Blaine shrugged before he bothered trying to answer the question. "Okay, I guess… I was too busy trying to keep up with everything that was going on to really have any time to think about anything other than school. Being busy sort of made it easier."

"It'll get easier to keep up."

"And then I'll really know whether or not I can handle this," Blaine added.

"I know you can… you're strong, you're working through all of this at your own pace. That's all you can do right now." Blaine nodded. Everyone had been telling him the same thing ever since he'd started contemplating suicide, and while it wasn't really getting easier to deal with the pain it was at least getting easier to believe that it wouldn't last forever.

"I would really rather just go home and rest right now, not go see Dr. Benson. It's been a long day already."

"You should at least go for part of your session, let her know what's going on. She might be able to give you something that would make things easier for you – some kind of advice or something. She can't help you properly if she doesn't know what's going on." Blaine sighed; as much as he wanted to just go home and relax, he knew that the boy was right. Dr. Benson couldn't help him if he didn't tell her everything, and as he already had an appointment it would just be easier of he did what he was already supposed to be doing anyway.

"Fine… I'll go."