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Chapter 2: Welcome to Dalton

Blaine stepped in the foyer and looked around in shock. Windsor, which looked incredible on the outside, was even more incredible on the inside. The foyer was large, with a marble staircase in the center. On either side of the staircase were hallways. The foyer had several tables and chairs, were a couple boys were sitting around. They looked up and waved to the Windsors, but went back to what they were doing. The decor was Victorian style, with rugs, intricate furniture, and beautiful paintings. It surprised Blaine that a group of teenage boys, especially boys as wild as the Windsors lived here, that he lived here.

A tall, athletically built boy about their age with brown hair and green eyes appeared in the foyer. "Welcome back. I see it was a success."

"Of course it was Chaz." The twins said, smirking. "Do you really doubt us?"

"Blaine, this is Charlie Amos, prefect of Windsor House." Kurt said, pointing to the boy in the foyer. "But we all just call him Chaz."

Chaz smiled at Blaine. "Good to have you back Blaine. I'll let you get settled."

Kurt led Blaine to the marble staircase and up it. At the top of the staircase, they turned left and went halfway down the hallway, til the stopped at room 206.

"This is your dorm." Kurt explained. "I figured you would want to see it. Shane's your roommate."

Shane and Reed walked past the two. "We're kicking you out of your room Kurt, bye." Shane yelled as the walked away.

"Stay away from my bed." Kurt called back before rolling his eyes. "I guess I'm hiding in your room for the time being."

Blaine raised an eyebrow. "Does this happen very often?"

Kurt nodded. "I usually hide in your room, or they kick you out of your room and you hide in mine. Its payback for the past few months." He muttered the last part to himself, so Blaine wouldn't hear.

Blaine stepped into the room and looked around. It reminded him of his and Shane's rooms back in California. Blaine had been too tired the day before to realize that things were missing from his room, but now he noticed that they were in this room. He sat down on the bed that he knew was his, from the signed Katy Perry and Wicked posters he remember being in his room. Blaine's eyes drifted over to the cork board with the photos on it. There were group photos of the Windsors on there, along with another group of boys. There was a photo of the Windsors and a group of kids that Blaine assumed were the New Directions, since he recognized Tina, Mike, Brittany, Santana, Mercedes, and Puck, standing on top of a teetering tower of furniture. But the photos that struck him the most was one of him and another boy, their backs against the sunset and giving off the allusion that they were a couple, and the photo of the Fab 5. It made Blaine happy to know that he hadn't forgotten his friends. But Blaine also realized that he had a boyfriend, someone who loved him and cared about him. He took a chance glance at Kurt, who was looking around the room, and hoped it was him. But that was too much to ask for, right?

Blaine opened a drawer in his side table, and stared in shock at what he saw. "Kurt?" He asked hesitantly, causing the other boy to look over. "Can you explain something for me?"

"Sure." Kurt said, walking over. "What is..." but he stopped in his tracks when he realized what Blaine was staring at. There, nestled innocently in the top drawer, were a box of condoms and a bottle of lube.

Kurt sighed and sat down on the bed, motioning for Blaine to follow. "We were going to tell you. We were just going to wait till you settled in a little bit. I take it you know what that means?"

Blaine nodded. "I have a boyfriend. I mean, I'm not a one night stand type of person, and I doubt that has changed in two years." He pointed to the photo on the cork board, causing Kurt to smile. "I figured it out from that picture. Its you, isn't it?"

"How did you figure it out?" Kurt asked, shocked.

"Well for one, you and Shane were the only ones who knew that story, and I gathered from the conversations on the plane that you haven't been at Dalton as long as the others. Meaning, I would have known them longer. It wouldn't make sense for me to tell you something, that I haven't told them, unless you were my boyfriend." He took Kurt's hand, rubbing circles on the palm and causing Kurt's breath to catch. "I've also felt drawn to you, ever since I met you on the plane. It seemed like I had known you for a long time. That explains Shane's comment though." Blaine said, blushing.

Kurt looked at him confused. "What did Shane say?"

"Back on the plane," Blaine explained. "When you and Reed left to discuss fashion, I told Shane that I had a crush on you. He simply smiled mysteriously and said, 'that's good' before walking away."

Kurt chuckled. "That sounds a lot like Shane."

Blaine eyes drifted to Kurt's lips and back to his face. As if my a magnetic pull, the two boys got closer and closer together, until they met in a soft kiss. Blaine breathed in as he kissed Kurt, wrapped his hand around Kurt's head and pulling him in. It felt right, like every single thing that he had ever done had led to this moment. Blaine felt Kurt's hand slip up to cup his cheek, rubbing his thumb over Blaine's cheekbone. Suddenly, Blaine saw flashes before his eyes. He was sitting on a tall building in a city, other skyscrapers around them, and fireworks going off as they kissed. After what seemed like an eternity, Kurt pulled away. He smiled, and shifted his body so they were pressed up against each other, hands interlocked and just savoring the moment.

After a while, Kurt said. "You don't have to date me, just because you did before the accident."

"No." Blaine assured him. "That has nothing to do with it. I've had a crush on you ever since I laid eyes on you in that airplane, not knowing who you were. I thought you were an angel, how beautiful you are."

Kurt blushed. "Even after you forgot me, you can still make me blush."

"I think I had a memory flash." Blaine admitted, causing Kurt to look up in shock.

"When? What did you see?"

"When we were kissing." Blaine explained. "I saw us, on top of a building in a city, kissing as fireworks went off."

Kurt smiled. "That was our first kiss, before. It was Christmas break, and the twins had taken all of us to New York, because they own a penthouse there. It was my first time in New York and I was so excited. We were also dancing around one another at the time, and Logan, who you met earlier was pining after me. I didn't like him, but that didn't stop him from trying. There was a New Years party and we had gone up to the top of the roof. I had commented that I never got my New Years kiss, and you told me it was still technically New Years and kissed me. The twins ended up getting grounded to Ohio after the party, and got their limo taken away.

"I wish I could remember that." Blaine admitted.

"You will." Kurt assured him. "Its already been a day, and you've had one memory. They'll come back, especially since you are surrounded by the Windsors again."

A knocking sounded on the door and Kurt and Blaine separated. "Come in!" Kurt called out.

Shane peered in, before opening the door all the way and walking in. "Chaz just told me that he got a call from Ramsey. She wants you, me, and Blaine in her office right away."

Kurt sighed and stood up from the bed, pulling Blaine up with him. "I should have expected this." He said as they headed down the staircase. "Your parents probably figured out that you were gone, and knew that we were the only ones who would do this."

Blaine followed his brother and boyfriend through the Dalton grounds towards South and Main. "Who's Ramsey?"

"Ramsey is the Dean of Discipline." Shane explained. "If you couldn't tell, we get into trouble a lot, so we're in her office at lot. She likes you though, since you are one of the more well behaved Windsors."

The three boys entered Ramsey's office and the receptionist looked up at them. "You can go in boys." She said, gesturing to the door. "Dean Ramsey is waiting for you."

Blaine entered the office, Shane and Kurt following behind him, but what he saw next made him stop in his tracks. A trim woman in her forties, who was slightly on the heavy side with watery grey eyes and severely tied red hair. She wore a red blouse and black pants with black heels. She was sitting behind a desk, who Blaine assumed was Ramsey. Leaning up against the wall with their arms crossed were a man and a woman. The woman was tall and beautiful, with platinum blond hair cut into a short bob. She wore a white blouse and long black skirt with black heels and silver rimmed glasses. The man was tall and sprightly with curly brown hair and a mustache. He wore a black shirt and jeans. But sitting in the chairs in front of Ramsey were his parents. Mrs. Anderson turned around when they entered.

"Oh, thank god you're okay Blaine. When we discovered you were missing this morning, we didn't know what to think." Blaine didn't miss the glare that his dad shot Kurt.

"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson," Dean Ramsey said, causing them to turn around. "Why don't you tell Blaine, Shane, and Kurt what you told me?" Blaine could tell from her tone that she didn't totally believe his parents.

Six hours earlier...

Marlene and Bartholomew Anderson were sitting in their kitchen, Marlene was making breakfast at the island, while Bart was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper, when their gardener ran in. He was a young man, in his late twenties with blonde hair and grey eyes. They had hired him about a year ago, and he was good at his job.

"Mr and Mrs Anderson, you need to see this." He gasped out, motioning for them to follow him.

He led them around the side of the house, near where Blaine's bedroom window was. "I was heading into the garage, to get the lawnmower, when I passed by Blaine's bedroom window and saw this."

All of the staff had been informed of the situation with Blaine, and told not to mention it, so the gardener knowing about the bars was not unusual. Marlene and Bartholomew looked down at the ground, to see the bars they had put on the window twelve hours earlier, sawed off and sitting on the ground. The window was opened, and there was no sign of Blaine anyway. The elder Andersons looked at one another. There was only one answer for this, and it lay in Ohio.

The present...

"When we realized you had run away." Marlene said, wiping tears out of her eyes and playing the part perfectly. "We knew you had to have come back here. Come back to California with us, Blaine." She pleaded. "Its where you belong."

Kurt and Shane made eye contact and rolled their eyes. It was clear that the Andersons were trying to play the part of the concerned parents, and pin this on Blaine.

"Well Blaine." Dean Ramsey said. "We heard what your parents said, what's your side of the story?" It was clear Dean Ramsey knew that the Andersons were lying, and she wanted the real story out of Blaine.

"Whatever my parents told you was a lie." Blaine said, not making eye contact with the Andersons and instead facing Dean Ramsey. "After I woke up at the hospital yesterday, the doctor told my mom that in order for my memories to come back, I should be exposed to what was normal for me before the accident, which would mean Dalton. But my parents didn't tell me that I ever went to Dalton. They said Shane went to Dalton and had finals, which is why he couldn't be there. But that's a lie, because neither Shane nor I have had finals yet. They kept me under the impression that I still went to Stanton. After we got home, I went to my room to take a nap, since I was tired. When I woke up, it was because of banging on my window. I went to see what was going on, and my parents were nailing bars to my window. When I asked them why, they said it was for my own good, and that they would let me out when it was time to go to school in the fall again. But they had no intention of sending me back to Dalton. I tried my door, but they had switched the locks on that too, so I was locked in. I went back to sleep, and the next time I woke up it was because the twins were there to break me out. They took my back to their plane and I met the rest of the Windsors. We just got back to Dalton at seven this morning."

Dean Ramsey looked at Shane to see what he would say. "Blaine's correct. Except he doesn't know what happened before. Yesterday, I got a call from my mom. I had told her to call me whenever Blaine woke up, because the twins said I could take their plane to go see Blaine. She told me Blaine was awake but had amnesia, and thought he was still a freshman. I told her I would get on the plane and be out there in a couple of hours, but she told me stay put. She told me that the doctors said Blaine needed to be around familiar settings before the accident to regain his memories. So I told her that the twins could send their plane out to pick Blaine up so he could come back to Dalton. But she told me no. I asked why, since it seemed like the easiest solution." Shane began to get choked up. "She said that Blaine didn't remember coming out, and that she and dad wanted to keep it that way. She then told me that she was planning on putting bars on the window and sending Blaine back to Stanton in the fall. Stanton was bad enough when Blaine had friends there, but none of them are there any more, so it would just be hell. I was shocked, and told the Windsors about it and they came up with the plan to break Blaine out."

Everyone turned to Kurt, to see what he would say. Kurt nodded. "My story is the same as Shane and Blaine's. Shane got the call, so we all jumped on the plane and broke Blaine out. We had just gotten back. We were going to come and tell you that Blaine was back, Dean Ramsey but we got the call from you before we had the chance to."

Ramsey glared at the Andersons, who sank back in their chairs. "You lied to me. You told me Blaine had run away. But why would these three lie, and have the exact same story without knowing what I was going to ask them before? Both Blaine and Shane's tuition has been paid through the rest of their high school career, so no matter what you decide to do, they can stay." Kurt knew that was probably true for Blaine, but Shane's senior year tuition hadn't probably been paid. But Kurt also knew Dean Ramsey and knew she would wave the tuition for one student so they didn't have to go back to a bad home environment.

Mr. Anderson scowled at Blaine, mad that he had been busted. "I'll give you one option, son. You come back with your mother and I and go to Stanton, you never set foot in this school again and you never talk to anyone from this school. Or, you stay here and you're disowned. No coming back for vacations and you never talk to your mother or I ever again. Its your choice."

Blaine stared back at his father defiantly. Kurt knew what his boyfriend would chose. No one had ever been able to force Blaine Anderson to do what he didn't want to do. "I guess you don't have a son anymore."

Mr. Anderson pulled his wife up. "Come on Marlene, we're done here."

"Mom, dad wait." Shane called out as his parents began to leave, causing them to turn away. "I guess you don't have any sons. Also, I'm gay."

Mr. Anderson stared at his youngest son in shock, before leaving the room. Shane collapsed into the chair, his face in his hands. Blaine rubbed his brother's back. Dean Ramsey stared at them sadly. "You three are always welcome here. You may go."

"Blaine, wait." Medal called out, causing the three to turn around. "I'm glad you are okay." She smiled.

Blaine sighed as the three of them headed across campus towards Windsor. "Where are Shane and I going to go for breaks? Will we have to stay at Dalton?"

"Don't worry, I have a plan." Kurt assured them.

Shane whipped around. "Are you serious?"

Kurt nodded. "I just have to make a call when we get back, but I'm sure he will agree."

When they entered Windsor House again, the twins bounced up to them. "Alice, make your magic cookies."

"We haven't had them in forever."

Kurt chuckled. "I'll make them, Tweedles. I just need to make a call first."

Kurt headed down the hallway, and ducked into a spare room, before pulling his phone out and hitting number two on the speed dial, number one obviously belonging to Blaine.

After a few seconds, the call picked up and Kurt held the phone up to his ear. "Hey dad."

"Hey kiddo. I take it your rescue mission went well."

"It did. Blaine's fine, and we're back at Windsor. He doesn't remember anything after the end of his freshman year of high school, but memories are already coming back, so there's hope. I actually wanted to ask you something."

"What's going on?"

"Shortly after we arrived back at Windsor, Chaz got a call that Ramsey wanted Shane, Blaine, and I in her office. When we arrived, we found Blaine and Shane's parents there, along with Howard and Medal. They had told Ramsey that Blaine had run away. After we explained the situation, Ramsey was obviously mad at them. They gave Blaine an ultimatum, go back with them and never talk to us again, or stay here and be disowned. You know Blaine, its obvious what he chose."

"...how's Blaine doing?"

"Not well, given the situation, but he has all of us. But after Blaine chose, Shane basically disowned himself so neither of them have a place to stay when school is out."

"Are you asking what I think you're asking?"

"Can they please stay with us? Blaine and I wouldn't even share a bed with each other. I just thought it would be easiest since all the other Windsors don't even live close to Dalton."

"Of course they can. I want to talk to Blaine soon, have him meet me."

"That's fine. The New Directions are coming today after school to see Blaine, so we can get a ride back with Finn."

"Have you told Blaine the whole story behind the accident yet?"

"No, and given his parent's record of lying about this situation, I don't think they did either. All he knows is that he was hit by a drunk driver, not the rest of the story. But with the New Directions coming over, we'll tell him then. We all just wanted him to get settled."

"Good, he deserves to know the whole story. How are you doing with this Kurt? And be honest, the boy you love just forget you existed."

"I'm doing fine dad. Better than the last time you talked to me. The Windsors are really helping. And we kissed."

"You did?"

"Yeah, he thought I was cute ever since he met on the plane. And I had to tell him we were dating, he deserves to know. So, I think we're together again. We haven't had a chance to talk much. But we're taking it slow."

"Good, you deserve this Kurt, after all the shit you've gone through in high school. With everything that happened at McKinley, and then Hell Night and Blaine's accident. I only wish I could have done something."

"You did do something. You accepted me. I don't blame you for everything. Letting me transfer to Dalton was the best decision you ever made. I love you dad, bye."

"I love you too Kurt."

Kurt hung up the phone, before heading back into the common room. Wes and David had started up a game of Halo and were playing in the corner. Dwight was sitting on the window sill, reading a rather large book that Kurt didn't even want to know what it was about. Reed and Shane sat on the couch, cuddling, and talking to Blaine who was sitting in an armchair near by. The twins were notoriously absent, which couldn't mean anything good.

"Hey." Blaine said, as Kurt came down and sat on his lap, wrapping his arms around Blaine's shoulders.

Shane smirked. "I take it everything is good between you two?"

Kurt blushed. "No thanks to you." He said, glaring. "I mean really Shane? 'That's good,' be a little more obvious why don't you?"

Blaine looked up at his boyfriend. "How was your call?"

"Oh, I have to talk to you and Shane about that." Kurt said, lighting up. "I called my dad and he said you and Shane can stay at our house over the breaks. He wants to see you Blaine, he was really worried. I told him we can ride back with Finn, since the New Directions are coming over today."

"Finn is Kurt's stepbrother and is in the New Directions." Shane explained, at Blaine's confused look. "You didn't have to do that." He said, turning to his brother's boyfriend.

Kurt waved it off. "Nonsense. Dad and Carole love you, and I don't want you two staying at Dalton over the breaks." He stood up, pulling Blaine with him. "I believe we promised the twins cookies."

The couple headed down the hallway and towards the kitchen. "Do I usually come with you when you bake?" Blaine asked.

Kurt nodded. "Yeah. I'm the only one who cooks or bakes around here. Reed could, but he's been banned from the kitchen because he injures himself so often and the others can't cook or bake for shit. I allow you in there. We would usually listen to music and sing, and you would sit on the counter and hand me the ingredients I need."

"That sounds like fun." Blaine said smiling.

"It is." Kurt grinned. "It also allows us to escape the insanity of Windsor House for a while and have time to ourselves."

The two entered the kitchen. Kurt pulled out his phone and started playing music, while Blaine hopped up on the counter. As Kurt grabbed what he needed for the cookies, Blaine looked around the kitchen.

"What's that?" He asked, gesturing to the scorch mark on the ceiling.

Kurt chuckled. "That's from before I came to Dalton, but the story I heard is that David's afro caught on fire, and you and Wes got to shave it off."

"When did you come to Dalton?" Blaine asked, as Kurt grabbed the ingredients for the cookies. "I know you haven't been here as long as everyone else, but I want to hear the story."

Kurt smiled. "I told you about how I was part of my glee club at my old school, the New Directions?" Blaine nodded. "Well, it was around time for Sectionals which is the first show choir competition. We were up against The Hipsters and The Warblers, who are Dalton's glee club. New Directions always does mash-up competitions between the boys and the girls around the time of Sectionals. Puck oh so kindly suggested that I spy on the Warblers, which I did. I was playing the role of a new student and you were on the way to a Warblers performance. I asked you what was going on and you took me to the performance. Afterwards, you, Wes and David told me you knew I was a spy and we became friends. When things got out of hand at McKinley, I transferred here."

"Wow." Blaine said, thinking about Kurt's statement as Kurt mixed the ingredients together. "Since I'm meeting them later, tell me about the New Directions."

Kurt grinned. "Well, you already met Mercedes. She's my best friend at McKinley and a total diva. She was the first one you met originally and the one I first came out to. We tell each other everything. Rachel is a like a mini-Barbra Streisand. I competed with her for solos all the time at McKinley, and she is extremely self-centered and ambitious, but she is the most similar to me. She's in an on again, off again relationship with my step-brother. Tina is an absolute sweetheart. She's the one I always talk to about fashion. She used to fake a stutter so people wouldn't talk to her. She's dating Mike, who is extremely nice and an amazing dancer. He and Artie were the ones to stood up to the bully, Karofsky, for me. Artie is in a wheelchair. He's our best rapper and is a member of the football team thanks to my step-brother."

Blaine looked at him oddly. "How did that happen?"

Kurt shrugged. "I don't know. I don't tend to pay attention to that kind of stuff. Finn is my step-brother. Our parents got married a couple of days before I transferred to Dalton. They actually sacrificed their honeymoon so I could go here. I introduced them because I had a crush on Finn."

"I take it that didn't turn out well?" Blaine asked.

Kurt nodded. "And thank god it didn't. We would be terrible together. It was hero worship that occurred because he was the nicest bully. He's now extremely protective of me. He wants to make up for the time he bullied me. He's actually a really good brother, believe it our not. Puck is another member of the football team. He's the one who sent me to spy. I suppose I should thank him for that." Kurt said, thinking for a second. "He used to be one of the worst bullies, but now thinks of me as a little brother. Sam is the one of the newest members of the New Directions. He transferred to McKinley at the beginning of the year. He got a black eye standing up for me. He's nice and the least homophobic of the guys, since he went to a school like Dalton before McKinley. He and Finn are constantly competing for girls and football positions. Next is Brittany. She's a cheerleader and a little ditzy. She calls anybody who's gay, a dolphin, because she says dolphins are gay sharks. I dated her for a week.

Blaine gaped at him. "You have to tell me that story sometime."

"I will. She'll kiss anyone, girl or boy. The reason she dated me is that she wanted a perfect record of kissing everyone in the school. She's really sweet though. Santana is another cheerleader. She can be a bitch, but she cares for everyone in the club. She's best friends with Brittany and has a weird, on, off friendship with Quinn. Quinn is another cheerleader. She and Rachel fight over Finn a lot. She got pregnant last year when she was dating Finn, except it was Puck's baby. She can be a bitch but is actually a really sweet girl. The last and newest member is Lauren. She's the only girl on the wrestling team. I don't actually know her that well, since she was my replacement when I left New Directions, though she knows I don't have any hard feelings about that. And those are them, the New Directions."

"Wow." Blaine looked shocked. "They seem like a lot."

Kurt chuckled. "They can be a little bit much, but they're like family to me."

The timer dinged and Kurt pulled the cookies out of the oven, before putting them in containers labeled with the Windsor's names. At Blaine's questioning look, he explained. "When I first started making these, the Windsor would fight over them all the time since they are, as the twins call them, 'magical cookies'. I started to just give everyone their own containers to stop them from fighting."

As Kurt placed the last of the cookies into the containers, Chaz poked his head into the doorway. "Hey Kurt, Blaine. I just wanted to tell you that the New Directions are here. They're in the common room."

"Thanks Chaz." Kurt said, as he picked up the container and Blaine jumped off the counter, following him.

The couple headed back towards the common room, following their prefect. They stopped outside the common room door and Kurt turned to his boyfriend. "Are you ready to meet the New Directions?"

Blaine nodded and stepped into the common room.

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