Summary: The day has just begun and Kurt hits a roadblock as he tries to move forward, Sebastian and Blaine fight about telling others about Tommy, Sam establishes himself as leader of the New Directions and Blaine explains the reason for his new Graduation Plan.
Notes: When Blaine refers to his Tommy he calls him Tommy. When Blaine refers to Rachel's Tommy he calls him Brody. This will eventually become a thing since Blaine never remembered to call his Uncle Robert Al Motta when they were at the courthouse.
Canon dialogue (Episode 3x12) was uses in this story. I do not own or am associated with the television show Glee.
9AM: Loft
"So, where is everyone staying?" Finn asked.
Rachel went to the refrigerator and pulled off the list Sebastian made for her "Just the New Directions or Warblers too?"
Mercedes was on the couch watching the goo-goo eyes happening between the former high school sweethearts. She had volunteered to stay at the loft to, for lack of a better term, help with Kurt. It never occurred to her that meant Finchel déjà vu. "Shouldn't we wait for Kurt so we only have to go through this once? I don't want him to think we didn't share something."
When Finn and Kurt arrived the night before Kurt told the three of them about his talk with Chandler and how his only goal for the week, besides getting into NYADA, was to reconnect with his friends. They wanted to believe him but Blaine was going to be in the spotlight on multiple occasions, Rachel and Sebastian were now friends, Mercedes was dating someone he couldn't stand and Santana was working at Vogue.
While they all agreed Kurt was responsible for what he was going through, they also agreed those factors were a lot for him to deal with.
"I'll get him." Finn got up and went to Rachel's "room" where Kurt had slept. He announced himself but didn't get an answer so he pulled back the curtain and saw Kurt crying. The video he was watching on his I-Pad explained why...Blaine on stage at the Katy Perry concert singing "Teenage Dream, Dude? Why would you do that to yourself?"
9AM: Wes and David's Student Housing
Sam looked around the room, trying to determine if everyone else was confused as he was. "So, you're saying that Eli guy was really Tommy? Does Seb know?"
"I told him everything when we were in Vegas."
When Sebastian told him he didn't want to be there when he told Sam, Beat, Wes and David about Tommy, Blaine had been disappointed but he understood. Well, he said he did. Then they had a fight over his plan to invite Trent so Sebastian would have someone to talk with about the situation. However, that fight was minor compared to the one they had when Blaine said he wasn't going to tell Jeff, Nick and Thad. He felt the more people that knew the more likely the two people he didn't want to find out would...Rachel because she would be hurt and Finn because there was no guarantee he wouldn't punch Brody again.
"Does this have something to do with the letter?" Beat asked then realized Wes, David and Trent didn't know that part. "Tommy sent a letter to Seb's dad's office. He gave it to Mr. A who gave it to me and Sam to give to Bud when we were in LA. Neither of us know what it said."
"I still love you" Blaine told him. "That was it."
While four of them were rendered speechless, that was not the case with Wes. "What the fuck does he mean he still loves you? He disappeared for 3 years then tricked you into seeing him only to disappear again. Then he has the audacity to send you a letter saying he still loves you. When the fuck did he ever love you to begin with? That makes no sense. Fuck Blaine, you're back at Dalton, ridiculously in love with Sebastian, co-captain of the Warblers who are headed to Nationals and are about to play a concert at Lincoln Center as The Future of Julliard. Why the hell is he doing this now?"
"Because he's here in New York and I'm pretty sure he is behind my being a finalist at NYADA without applying."
"Of course, he is."
Blaine hated seeing his mentor like this. He was usually the one in control of his emotions while everyone else freaked out. "Please let me get through this. We don't have a lot of time before the rest of the guys to get here and I don't want them to know. At least not yet."
Wes sat back into his chair and waved his arm "Warbler Blaine, the floor is yours."
9AM: Smythe Apartment
Sebastian was on his bed staring at the ceiling. The fight with Blaine was running through his mind on a loop, especially since it was his fault. He had told Blaine that no matter how much he loved him, his attack and Tommy belonged only to him. Although to be fair, that's before he knew that Tommy was that bastard Brody. Hey, at least he didn't call him slut or whore like he did when he first found out.
He knew he should have gone with Blaine to Wes and David's, he just couldn't listen to the Tommy/Eli/Brody story again. He also strongly disagreed with Blaine's decision not to tell Jeff, Nick and Thad. At least he had gotten him to agree to tell them when they returned to Dalton.
"Just get up and go dumb ass" he told himself, but before he could even sit up his phone rang with an unknown number. "Hello?"
"Sebastian, it's Adam, Adam Crawford. Did I catch you at a bad time?"
"No, of course not. I was thrown off because you came up as an unknown number. Guess I should have programed your number in when you gave it to me but Ray was practically dragging me out the door. She's stronger than she appears."
"Did you make it to the birthday party on time? The Rachel I know tends to run a tad late for things."
"Yes, we did, thank you. Now, why did you call? Not that I mind, after all you are doing me and my friends a huge favor."
"Not really, as you piqued my curiosity with the idea of two rival show choirs setting down rules in an attempt to remain friends while preparing for Nationals. The reason I called is I believe there is a problem with the address I was given. Is your meeting truly being held at one of the best restaurants in the city? And if it is, how did you get reservations on such short notice? I'm not trying to be rude, it's just once again my curiosity is getting the better of me. You are a very interesting person Mr. Smythe."
"That I am, Mr. Crawford, that I am. To answer your questions, I should first tell you that the Warblers have two mottos to live by…Once a Warbler, always a Warbler and It's not what you know, it's who you know. A former Warbler is an investor in the restaurant and not only got us the reservation but is picking up the tab as sort of a congratulations on making it to Nationals."
"Well then, those are two rather impressive mottos. Thank you for clarifying this for me. I have a horrid habit of getting directions wrong which is quite embarrassing considering I have lived in the city for a little over 4 years. I would hate for you to think less of me for being late due to going to the wrong address."
"Let me send a car for you. It's the least I can do."
"Oh Sebastian, that is quite unnecessary. I can take the Underground to…"
"Adam, it's fine. My family has a service on-call whenever we're in the city. Just hold on while I get something to write down your address."
An hour later Sebastian had changed and was ready to head to Wes and David's when he was surprised not only by the door opening but the person who opened it. Technically, person and a half.
"Iz…" he began to say when Sierra interrupted him with Shh. Yeah, he probably should have noticed that Izzy was asleep. "What are you two doing here, Sis? I thought you weren't coming back until Monday."
"Bonjour à toi aussi, morveux."
Sebastian walked over and gave her both a hug and the French double cheek kiss. "I'm sorry if I didn't sound happy to see you because I am." He walked her over to the couch because she looked exhausted, then went and got her a glass of water. "Did something happen in Paris?"
"No, your disaster of a fitting happened yesterday. I'm not even settled into my new job yet and I had to spend 20 minutes on the phone with Anna Wintour trying to explain why her staff needs to come in on a Sunday."
"If it's that big of a problem I won't go to Boston."
"No, you moving your departure time to later tomorrow evening should be enough. Thank you for that." Sierra took a drink of her water then tilted her head back and closed her eyes. "I didn't mean to unload on you, Seb. It was a long trip and when I changed the tickets Rosa had to take a later flight. She's been with me less than a week and I don't know how I could do this without her."
Sebastian scooted closer and wrapped her in a hug "You're learning to be a single parent while taking charge of Baby Dior, give yourself a break. I'll stay until Mom gets back so you can go take a nap. Better yet, I'll take Izzy with me. There will be tons of people around to keep her happy."
"Seb…"
"No, I'm doing this." He let go of her to check Izzy's bag. He must have been noisy. "Izzy-wizzy, you're awake." He picked her up and she immediately reached for his face to play their I'm going to eat your fingers game. "Did you miss your Uncle Sebby?"
"Bas."
His eyes flew open, but he was able to remain calm and ask her "What did you say, Princess?"
"Bas…Bas…Bas"
"Surprise. Guess what her first word was?" Sierra laughed watching her brother's stunned expression turn into a huge smile. "Evidently, your wonderful boyfriend had been trying to teach her and then Rosa took over. If you listen carefully sometimes she says it with a southern accent."
"Izzy-wizzy, did Blaine and Rosa teach you how to say my name?"
"Bas."
"Go take your nap, Sis. Izzy and I owe my boyfriend a great big kiss."
11AM: Loft
The minute Sam arrived Santana pulled him into her "room" for some privacy. "You ok? Blaine dropped a lot of shit on you all at once."
"That's an understatement. Tommy is Eli is Brody?" Sam took a minute to calm himself because this was not the time for the in-depth discussion the two of them should have. "How do I go in there and look at Rachel, let alone talk to her?"
"You don't look at her directly. Answer any of her questions but try to keep your responses to 5 words or less. I'm serious. I've avoided her since LA. She thinks I'm mad at her but it's better than the alternative." Then she gave Sam a hug, which scared him a little until he realized she was being sincere "You can do this. Trouty…Sam, I'm proud of you. You are the leader of the New Directions now…not Finn, not Rachel and definitely not Mr. Schue. Everyone in that room believes in you. Do you?"
"I do" he reassured her as he pulled away. "And as my first official act of the day…No referring to Blaine and Sebastian as Seblaine Jr. and Sr. to piss off Kurt."
"Damn Trouty, I said leader not dictator."
When the two stepped out into the living/dining area they joined Finn, Rachel, Kurt and Quinn at the table but a few others were noticeable absent. "Where's everyone else?" Finn asked.
"You know Mercedes is at rehearsal. Mike didn't want to be put in a bad spot because of Beat but he'll be at lunch. I asked Sugar to take Tina and Amanda shopping. Some of the things I want to talk to you guys about would most likely set Tina off."
"And Artie?"
"He doesn't get in town until Monday."
Kurt looked around the table and realized everyone was staring at him. "Do you want me to leave?"
To everyone's surprise, Sam said "No. I have questions you may have answers to. Before I get started, does everyone know Mr. Schue has been suspended again?"
"I didn't know" Quinn said as she suddenly felt out of the loop. "What for this time?"
"Behavior unbecoming of a staff member. He admitted to Sue that he pulled in a bunch of favors to get our Regionals changed so that we didn't have to compete against the Warblers. I think part of it was she didn't want him to try something while I'm not there. Whatever the reason, that was his second strike and she told him if he gets a third she'll fire him."
"So, Mr. Schue really has gone off the deep end like Tina said?"
"Yeah, but he is still our advisor. I'm hoping his suspensions and the thought of being fired pulls his head out of his ass. Unfortunately, I think it's more likely that we'll need a back-up plan."
"Why?"
Sam discovered that Santana was right about not looking directly at Rachel when she talked to you, and she had only said one word. "You guys know I went to see Shelby Cochran yesterday, right?" They all nodded, but when Finn was going to ask why, Sam held up his hand as a signal to wait. "She gave me an interesting piece of information. The problem is her source."
"Who?" Rachel asked.
"Jesse St. James."
There was groans and eye rolls from Finn, Santana, Quinn and Rachel but not from Kurt. Sam brushed it off, at least for the moment. "Supposedly, Jesse overheard Mr. Schue ask Carmen Thibodaux about a job opening at NYADA and she told him to not bother to apply. Jesse didn't hear why but told Shelby that Mr. Schue was pretty pissed."
"I believe him" Kurt said to the shock of all others at the table. "Remember when Mr. Schue disappeared from the celebration after we won?" They did. "Blaine and I volunteered to find him and when we did he said some extremely rude things to Blaine. We thought he was venting because Sue was telling anyone that would listen that she was the reason we won. Blaine said to let it go because he didn't want to ruin the moment. I know I'm not supposed to talk about him, but I honestly think Blaine has something to do with this."
"Do you think this has anything to do with Blaine being a finalist at NYADA without applying?"
This time Santana and Sam actually did avoid looking at Rachel. They both knew Blaine thought the reason behind that was Tommy…Brody…yeah, they were going to have to decide on what to call him. "Blaine has an idea but he's not saying until he talks with NYADA admissions on Monday." That seemed to work.
"I think Kurt's right" Finn said with a huge sigh, mad at himself for once again having previously made excuses for someone's behavior toward Blaine. "Let's just say I'm pretty sure his return to McKinley after Blaine left wasn't a coincidence. He had told me he wouldn't be back until after the first of the year."
Santana left the table and began her patented yelling/swearing in Spanish but Quinn was confused. Yes, Wes had vented to her about Mr. Schue's (and others) treatment of Blaine but she never thought she'd hear Finn say something like that. "Sam, I think you better get that back-up plan ready."
"You know what needs to happen?" Santana had on her Auntie Snixx face as she rejoined the table. Sam knew that meant trouble. "Sue should fire his ass and bring in that hot-as-fuck David Martinez. It kills two birds with one stone, pisses off Schuster and gives the New Directions some serious Duende."
Quinn began to fan herself as she thought back to the day the Spanish teacher came to Glee and sang I'm Sexy and I Know It. "A performance with duende transforms you. Makes you sing, makes you cry, makes you laugh. Makes you want to kiss a person you love. A song sung in Spanish must have duende."
"Ok, we're not singing in Spanish but Santana's right about one thing. Mr. Schue would be pissed. He was totally jealous of the guy. I don't think we need that kind of drama, plus we have Holly."
"Holly?" Finn asked but the girls knew what he was hinting at.
Sam freed this long hair from it's tie and began staring at Santana with a focus she was very familiar with. It was the same stare Blaine and Sebastian used when eye-fucking each other. So, in other words, all the time.
Every growin' boy needs a little joy, all you do is sit an' stare
Beggin' on my knees, baby won't you please
Run your fingers through' my hair
"Ok Trouty, you've proven your point but you're still getting your hair cut at the photo shoot."
When Quinn, Rachel and Kurt let out "Nooooooo!" in unison, Santana made a mental note to talk to her editor.
11AM: Wes and David's Student Housing
"How did you know?" Jeff asked after David admitted he had known Fight Club betting funded his scholarship and he told Mr. Montgomery when he became the acting Head Master.
"Um…well, at first I thought you guys had just talked your parents into putting up the money. Then Blaine left Dalton and you guys weren't as…um, consistent with how the funding got deposited. Then Mr. Money came back and I knew for sure."
"Guys, Wes' dad has known about this for months" Blaine reminded them. "And the rumor about my being sent to McKinley as a consequence seems to be working. Plus, I talked to my uncle. He knows a few people in the gambling industry..."
"His Uncle knows some bookies" Thad clarified for the former Warblers that had joined them. Two were from the year before Wes and David and the other two were from the class before that.
One of the four was Chester. He was to Wes as Wes was to Blaine, but Blaine did not know him well. "And what did this uncle of yours say, Blaine."
"Since we always wore gloves in could be called Boxing Club and not Fight Club which sounds better. That and the former Head Master was in charge the entire time so he could take the fall for lack of supervision and since none of us were 18 before the last fight it would be a juvenile offense anyway. We gave all the paperwork to my brother so it's out of Dalton and it's hard to prove there was betting without it, especially when they'll never find the money."
"And how are you so sure they won't find it?"
"Because I've had 2 tax fraud accountants from the IRS and a private detective who specializes in finding money hidden by people going through a divorce try to find it. They haven't come close."
"Warbler Network?"
"The IRS agents yes. The private detective was brought in by my uncle."
Wes got up and answered a knock at the door. Sebastian was late and when he came in they understood why. "Sebastian, Blaine, is there something you two want to tell us? I thought the rhyme went first comes love then marriage then the baby carriage."
"Bas? When did your sister get back from Paris and why is your niece here?" Blaine asked as he picked up the baby.
"Bas" Izzy said with her one tooth smile.
The guys laughed, but Blaine gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Oh my god, you did it Princess Isabella."
Sebastian finally got the stroller out of the way and took a seat next to Trent. "They got back probably 2 hours ago and Sierra was in serious need of a nap. My mom is going to pick up Izzy at the restaurant." Yes, he had been a good brother volunteering to take Izzy, but she had already worn him out. He was thankful for all the present and future Ivy League students making goo-goo noises at her so he could get a break. "What did I miss?"
"Blaine was telling us what my dad said about Dalton being in trouble." It was easy to tell by the tone of his voice that Wes was upset. "I can't believe he didn't tell me."
"Wes, I'm sure the only reason he told me was because they changed my entire graduation plan to help with Dalton Days."
Nick nodded his agreement "Yeah, none of us have heard any one say they weren't coming back next year."
"Their parents probably haven't told them. You know what, I'm going to go get some air." Jeff just got up and walked out. Thad offered to go keep an eye on him.
All eyes turned back to Nick "Hey, he's my best friend but even I'm tired of the pity party. I may be pissed at my sister for dumping him like that, but I'm with Trent. It was better than her staying with him when she's in love with someone else."
"I second that" Blaine said earning him a wink from Sebastian. "Now, does anyone know what the fuck…"
"Hey, language!" Sebastian scolded his boyfriend while reaching over to Izzy and covered her ears.
"Sorry, does anyone know why in the world Thad would buy Kitty a car? Better?"
"Much, thank you."
While the rest of the guys discussed what Thad had done, Beat pulled Blaine aside "What time do we have to be at the stadium?"
"You and Mike should be there by three and the game starts at four. I talked to Sam's dad and he said Stevie is driving them crazy."
"That's not good considering its only noon."
Blaine looked at the clock on the wall and saw he was right "Guys, we have to be at the restaurant in an hour. We better get going."
"Let me text Adam and see if he heard from the car service" Sebastian said and pulled out his phone while getting up to get the stroller.
Beat, hell everyone but Sebastian, watched as Blaine's entire body tensed "You got Adam a car service?"
"It's just the one my family uses. When I talked to him this morning…"
David came over and stood with Beat. Just in case "You talked to Adam this morning?" Blaine asked, his voice dripping with an over exaggerated sweetness. Wasn't he supposed to be the oblivious one?
Trent could sense that whatever was going on, it wasn't going to end well for his best friend "Will one of you please share with the class and tell us who Adam is?"
"Oh, I'm sorry" Sebastian picked up Izzy to strap into the stroller "He's a friend of Ray's that I met yesterday. He's in charge of what would be considered the NYADA Glee Club and I asked him to lunch in case we needed a neutral party."
"Babe, you've seemed to have left out the part about him being tall, blonde, handsome, British and likes to blatantly flirt with my boyfriend."
"Blaine, you're being ridiculous. I told you he wasn't flirting with me. It just sounded that way because he's British. I'll meet you outside."
Trent left with him to help with the stroller and everyone but Wes and Beat followed. "I guess Wolverine is coming to lunch" Nick said to no one in particular. However, one of the former Warblers heard so he and David thought it best to introduce Wolverine to their guests. To say they found the explanation entertaining was an understatement.
Meanwhile back upstairs, Blaine had his eyes shut and was taking deep cleansing breaths to center himself. He knew he was behaving like a jealous idiot which was completely unfair to Sebastian considering the whole Tommy situation, but at the moment he didn't care. "I'm going to kick that British prick's ass."
Beat walked away to call Sam to see what he knew. Ok, technically he was getting the hell out of the way and letting Wes handle Blaine…and he was man enough to admit it.
Notes:
Bonjour à toi aussi, morveux: Hello to you too, brat. *Google translator
I'm taking a bit of literary license with Izzy having an S sound in her first word. Let's just pretend as Sebastian's niece she is a gifted child with an overwhelming love for her uncle.
I am basing Sam being the leader of the New Directions on (Episode 5x11 City of Angels). Will told Sam that Finn brought him back from Kentucky to lead the New Directions after he and Rachel were gone (of course Blaine would have still been there. Just saying).
Do You Want To Touch Me (Oh Yeah): Glitter, Gary; Leander, Mike 1973
I should have said this earlier, but I am choosing not to have Sam have body dysmorphia issues. I have enough people in therapy.
