A/N: Thank you to JayHawkWrites my awesome beta for catching my mistakes as usual. Thank you for the reviews I have gotten on this story so far. I didn't get as far into it as I had hoped (the birthday) but that will be in the next one. Thank you for your patience in waiting for this update. Hopefully the next one won't take as long.
Chapter 15 Learning the truth
Blaine spent his night watching Kurt sleep, something he usually enjoyed doing. He loved holding Kurt in his arms, Kurt's head laying on his chest, watching as the occasional smile flitted across his lips. It made Blaine wonder what Kurt saw behind his beautiful closed eyes, wonder if he was there with him. Tonight, however, Kurt didn't sleep as peacefully as usual, and Blaine had seen more than one stray tear slip from under his lashes and roll down his cheeks. Blaine knew that each one of those tears was his fault, and it broke his heart.
Blaine knew what he had done, had to be done. He knew that there would be times in their lives together that some things would have to come before Kurt, but looking back on his day, Blaine knew there were times he could have picked up his phone, called or texted Kurt to let him know things were running later than he had expected, that he would be there as soon as he could. The reason Blaine hadn't done that though, was because he was still upset about the fight they had had that morning, and he had been trying to give himself time to calm down before speaking to Kurt again. A decision that had nearly cost him everything. If Blaine had been just five minutes later getting to Kurt, he would have been gone, and Blaine would have spent the rest of his life alone.
His decision had caused Kurt emotional pain, something Blaine promised himself he would never do again. Because he didn't stop and reach out, Kurt had spent hours thinking that Blaine didn't want him anymore, hours thinking that Blaine was going to turn his back on him and shut him out.
Blaine had also caused Kurt physical pain, not by his own hand per se, but once again, because of the decisions he had made. Kurt had spent time and energy he shouldn't have, packing his room, trying to use his one good arm to do so, and hurt his broken arm in the process.
Blaine heard during the night more than one moan of pain slip from Kurt's lips. Each one ripped him apart. He knows he doesn't deserve someone like Kurt. Kurt deserved someone who could always put him first in everything, but Blaine selfishly knew he could never let him go. He would just have to do better in the future. He couldn't live a life without Kurt in it. They hadn't known each other long, but Kurt had quickly become the center of Blaine's universe.
Hearing another moan from Kurt pulled Blaine from his thoughts. Once again, he wanted to wake Kurt up and have him take a pain pill. Blaine had wanted Kurt to take one before going to bed the night before, but Kurt had said no. He didn't like the way they made him feel when he woke up. He had just taken a few Tylenol instead. So, even though Blaine wanted to wake Kurt up and force him to take one, he knew he had to go along with Kurt's wishes. It was his body, so, therefore, it was Kurt's decision to make.
As the hours passed, and Blaine heard Kurt moan several more times and stiffen up in pain, he made a decision that he knew Kurt wouldn't be happy with. Blaine called out to all of Kurt's teachers to let them know Kurt wouldn't be in class today. They were all already aware that since Kurt's birthday was tomorrow, he would be missing class and that Blaine was going to try to convince Kurt to stay in New York Monday as well. Kurt wouldn't be back in class until Tuesday if everything went the way Blaine hoped it would.
Blaine knew he had a fight on his hands, but he was going to do his best to convince Kurt when he woke up to take one of his pills and spend the day in bed, or at least spend it resting.
He slipped out of bed an hour before Kurt's alarm was due to go off, he quickly showered, dressed, and quietly made his way out of the room so as not to wake Kurt. Not liking the thought of what he was about to do, but knowing he needed to, Blaine made his way to the blood bank. He hadn't fed yesterday because of his and Kurt's argument, so he would need to this morning. Blaine knew Kurt would never deny him, but after the night Kurt had had, Blaine didn't have the heart to wake him up to ask, so the blood bank would have to do. Sure, bottled blood would never do for him what Kurt's blood would, but it would have to work for now. Hopefully, Kurt would feel better tonight.
Blaine reached into the cooler and grabbed the first bottle he touched, twisted the lid to break the seal, and quickly downed it, trying not to gag the whole time. Shaking his head as he threw the now empty bottle into the trash can by the door, Blaine once again wondered how Jeff did it. How had he gone from drinking Nick's blood, back to bottled blood again? Blaine had asked him once, and Jeff had just said that it was like his body knew. Once Nick had been turned, the draw for Nick's blood had quickly faded. Sure, bottled blood would never taste as good to him as Nick's had, but he hadn't had a problem switching back.
Blaine didn't think he would ever get used to it again, but that was a sacrifice he would gladly make if it meant getting to spend eternity with Kurt by his side. Only then did Blaine realize that wasn't a conversation they had ever had. Yes, Kurt had been told about the turning, and if he wanted it, Blaine would do it, but Kurt had never said one way or the other that that was a step he wanted to take. Blaine had just assumed. Did Kurt even want to be turned? Did he want to spend eternity with Blaine? He saw a long conversation in his and Kurt's future.
Blaine's next stop was his apartment in the family section of Alexander Hall. He wanted to make sure everything was set up for tomorrow. When he had first taken over Dalton and realized this would be his permanent home until he took over for his father, Blaine had gone to the family section and had picked out his apartment. The master bedroom had been set up exactly like the one in his dorm room, with the same dark paneled walls and a fireplace in the corner. When the time came, when he had his mate, their belongings would be moved here.
The rest of the rooms had been left a blank canvas. The apartment had three bedrooms and three baths, and a full gourmet kitchen. When he had had the kitchen set up, everyone had laughed. His apartment was the only one at Dalton that had one. Blaine hadn't known why it felt so important to have one installed at the time, but now he understood. Even though at the time he hadn't known about Kurt, he had been pulled towards him even then. They had been fated to find each other, and Kurt loved to cook. He had once said that when he was stressed or just needed to think, he would bake. Even then, he was being led towards Kurt, he just hadn't known it at the time. Once the mating ceremony had taken place, and they returned home, they could decorate the rest of their apartment together.
Looking at his watch, Blaine saw that it was almost time for Kurt's alarm to go off. With a smile on his face, he made his way back to his room and his Kurt. Blaine slipped quietly back into his room, slipped off his shoes, and had just enough time to pull Kurt back into his arms when the alarm went off on Kurt's phone. Blaine reached over and turned it off and could only smile at the frown on Kurt's face at the noise and the way Kurt's hair was all over the place. To Blaine, Kurt never looked better. He loved how Kurt looked when he was all put together, but loved the look of a messed up Kurt more.
"Morning beautiful," Blaine said with a smile, kissing Kurt on the forehead, watching as he stretched and yawned.
"You're already dressed," Kurt said with a smile, only for that smile to turn into a small frown when he noticed that Blaine wasn't dressed in his uniform. "You're not going to be in any of your classes again today, are you?"
Blaine sat up and swung his legs off the side of the bed before standing up. "Please Kurt, don't start," Blaine said with a sigh, running his hands through his hair. He couldn't take another day like yesterday.
"I wasn't going to start anything. I was just making a statement, geshhh," Kurt said before struggling to sit up.
Blaine reached down, took Kurt's hand, and gently helped him sit up before sitting back down on the bed, turning his body, so he was facing Kurt. "Kurt, I'm sorry. I thought I explained this last night."
"You did. I know there will be times when you can't be with me, that you are going to have things you need to do that don't include me. I knew you would be seeing your dad sometime today. I just assumed that you would go to class until your dad got here, so I was just surprised that you weren't in your uniform," Kurt answered, trying not to sound as frustrated as he felt.
"Ok, I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions. I just saw another argument starting, and I couldn't handle it again today with everything going on. Dad will be here around 10:00. We have a lot we have to go over, and I didn't see the need to put on a uniform just to turn around and change before our meeting," Blaine said, leaning in to place a kiss on Kurt's cheek, in the way of an apology.
"Trust me, yesterday wasn't fun for me either," Kurt said, twisting so he could stand up and then gasped when a stab of pain shot down his arm.
"How bad do you hurt?" Blaine asked in concern, moving to help Kurt.
"Not that bad," Kurt said before a frown crossed his face as he moved his arm again.
"Kurt, don't lie to me. You were in pain all night. You cried and moaned in your sleep most of the night because you refused to take a pain pill before going to bed," Blaine said, reaching out his hand to rub his thumb up and down Kurt's cheek.
"I've told you before that watching me sleep is a little creepy, and I'm fine. My arm barely hurts," Kurt said with a slight smile, trying not to grimace so Blaine wouldn't know just how badly his arm was hurting. The look on Blaine's face, let him know just how badly he had failed.
"I love watching you sleep, and you're still lying to me Kurt, I can tell," Blaine said, concern in his voice.
"I'm ok, Blaine. It's manageable. I'll take a few Tylenol, and I'll be ok in a few minutes," Kurt said, leaning in to place a kiss on Blaine's cheek before turning around and walking over to the suitcase that Blaine had carried in for him last night.
"Hey, let me do that. You don't need to hurt yourself even more," Blaine said, picking up the suitcase and carrying it over, placing it on his bed, and opening it to make it easier for Kurt to get in to.
"Thanks," Kurt said with a smile before rummaging through his suitcase. Finding the Tylenol, he placed the bottle on the bed and started sorting through his clothes to find something to wear for classes today. Even though he hated that he had to wear a Dalton uniform instead of his regular clothes, right now, Kurt hated that he couldn't wear it even more. He hated sticking out like a sore thumb, feeling out of place.
"Kurt, if I asked you to do something for me, would you think about it?" Blaine asked, the concern still very evident in his voice.
"I guess it would depend on what you are going to ask, but probably," Kurt said, turning to look at Blaine, a slight frown on his face wondering what he would ask.
"Ok, before you automatically say no, hear me out. You had a really bad night last night, and I know you didn't sleep well. Why don't you take one of your pain pills instead of Tylenol this time and spend the day resting? As I said, I don't have to meet dad until ten to go over what happened with Zandra and then see what we can get from Sebastian. You and I can go eat breakfast together, then come back here and snuggle until it's time for me to meet dad," Blaine said with a soft smile, loving the idea of being able to spend some alone time with Kurt before facing what was going to happen today.
"I love the idea of breakfast and a snuggle, but in case you forgot, this is a school day for some of us, and I can't have my brain fogged from a pain pill if I plan on learning anything," Kurt answered, picking up his clothes, turning so he could go to the bathroom and take a shower only then noticing the sheepish look on Blaine's face. "What did you do, Blaine?"
"Welllll, I might have already talked to your teachers and let them know you wouldn't be in class today. Also that Jeff and Nick will be picking up your homework and take notes for you so you won't miss anything," Blaine said slowly walking closer to Kurt, holding both of his hands up, palms facing Kurt. "I love you…"
"I love you too, but when did you have this conversation with my teachers, and why didn't you feel like I should be involved in the decision before you made it?" Kurt asked with a huff. He loved that Blaine was concerned about his health and loved him that much, but he also hated that Blaine had made this kind of a decision without consulting him first. This was his life and education they were talking about, and he should have been involved in the decision making before it was made.
"I talked to them around three this morning when you moaned in pain for the hundredth time. Kurt, I know you didn't sleep much last night. I know you aren't going to feel like classes today. Plus, with you being like this, tired and in pain, you won't be able to concentrate. Why don't you take today off, spend some time taking care of yourself, which you never do, by the way, and that way you'll be able to enjoy your weekend," Blaine said, taking the clothes out of Kurt's hands, placing them on the bed before gently pulling Kurt into his arms. When he heard Kurt sigh, and he laid his head on Blaine's shoulder, he knew Kurt would agree with him.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean, enjoy my weekend? Tomorrow is only Friday Blaine, in case you've forgotten," Kurt said, raising his head to look at Blaine.
"Tomorrow is your birthday, Kurt. It's Dalton's policy for our human students to get their birthdays off. They are exempt from classes and any tests that they might have had that day. Didn't I tell you that? I meant to," Blaine said, the lie rolling off his tongue, only then realizing that really wasn't a bad policy. After he meets with his dad, he would put that plan in motion.
"So, we get to spend all day tomorrow together?" Kurt said with a smile lighting his face.
"As much time as you like," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear, pulling Kurt closer to him. "At least until it's time for you to go home. I figured you would want to spend some extra time with your family."
"I hadn't thought of that. Dad has been making comments about how he would be losing me soon. I guess he thinks the minute I graduate, I'll instantly leave for New York," Kurt said.
That had always been Kurt's plan. He would graduate and move to New York, where he could finally be in a place that would accept him for who he was and not think he was a freak. A place that wasn't as homophobic as Ohio. But now there was Blaine, and a lot of Kurt's plans had changed. With Blaine's position, Kurt knew that Blaine wouldn't be able to leave Ohio. The two of them would need to have a long talk about their future together if that was what Blaine still wanted. Kurt had been thinking a lot about his future with Blaine. When they had first become boyfriends and realized what they were to each other, Blaine had talked about them spending eternity together. He had talked about turning Kurt when he was ready so that that would be possible, but nothing further had been said. Was that something that Blaine even wanted now? Was it still in Blaine's plans?
With a sigh, Kurt stepped back out of Blaine's arms, questions still swirling through his head, "I guess I should head home around noon."
"Kurt, are you okay?" Blaine asked, hearing Kurt's sigh and seeing that the smile was no longer on his face.
"I'm fine, just started thinking about what I would get myself into tomorrow," Kurt answered.
"Are you sure?" Blaine asked. He could feel the change in Kurt's mood and didn't know what had caused it.
"I'm positive, I'm just going to miss you," Kurt answered, looking at Blaine with a smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes.
"I wish I could spend the whole day with you, but I know I need to share you with your family," Blaine said, not convinced by the smile on Kurt's face, but he knew that he couldn't force Kurt to talk to him. He would just have to wait until Kurt was ready to tell him what was going on. "If you want, I could pick you up early Saturday morning, we can spend the whole day together, and we can celebrate your birthday then. My parents were also hoping that you might consider having dinner with them Saturday night," Blaine said, placing a kiss on Kurt's lips, "I was supposed to have already asked you."
"I like the sound of that. I know I need to spend more time with your family. I need to get to know them, but you also need to get to know mine," Kurt said, walking over to the bed and once again picking up his clothes.
"I would love to spend time with them. I want to get to know them, but Kurt, you need to tell them about me first. I can't act like we're just friends," Blaine responded. It had been bad enough telling Burt they were 'just' friends when he invited him to Kurt's party, but to spend time with Kurt's family and say they were friends and nothing more would feel like the worst kind of blasphemy to Blaine. Kurt could never be just his friend. He was Blaine's world.
"I'm going to talk to my dad as soon as I get home tomorrow I promise. Once I tell him, I can tell Carol and Finn. I never meant to hide it, I promise. With dad, it's difficult. For the longest time, it was just him and me. We were all each other had. When Dad met Carol, it helped, he loosened up a lot, but if he knew I was practically living with you, he would blow a gasket and yank me out of this school so fast your head would spin. When you get to know my father, you'll understand. I was never embarrassed to be with you, to tell people I was yours and you were mine, but with dad…" Kurt shrugged, trailing off.
"It's okay, Kurt, I understand. Handle it the best way you see fit, but I would like to get to know your family better, and I would also like them to get to know mine. I want our families to spend time together. A close family is very important to me, and you don't have to worry about Finn. He knows," Blaine said with a smile.
"Blaine, what do you mean by Finn knows? I haven't said anything to him about you at all," Kurt said, only then realizing how bad what he said sounded.
"When you were hurt, I knew something was wrong. I didn't know what, but I just knew something wasn't right. I could feel it. I have never been so scared in my life. That's when I realized I had the telephone number of every other person in Dalton, except the one that mattered the most to me. I had never gotten my own boyfriend's telephone number. I mean, how stupid could I be. I lost it a little. I checked with Alan first. As your RA, he should have had you fill out a form the day after moving in with important contact information. He told me that he was trying to give you time to settle in and then forgot to have you do it later. My next stop was the front office. I figured your student entry form would have that, but your phone number was the only spot on the form that had been left blank. To say a policy change was put into place after that day would be an understatement. Phone numbers will never be left blank again, and RA forms are to be filled out on the student's second day being in the dorm, with no exception," Blaine said, starting to feel that same anger and frustration all over again.
"My only option was to copy down your address and go to your home. I knocked and knocked on your front door for what felt like forever before Finn answered. He told me what happened, how you had been attacked. He told me Azimio had told him that he was beating you up for what your 'boyfriend' had done to Karofsky. Finn said he told Azimio that you didn't have a boyfriend. After Finn told me where you were, I told Finn he was wrong, that you did have a boyfriend, and that it was me. Then I turned around and walked off. I know I shouldn't have said anything, but I needed Finn to know that yes, you did have a boyfriend, that you are loved. Kurt, you are my world, and I just wanted everyone to know. Until that moment, I hadn't realized you hadn't told your family anything about me," Blaine stepped back. It still hurt a little that Kurt hadn't told anyone about them, almost like he was ashamed.
"I know what you're thinking Blaine, and you're wrong. I am not ashamed of our relationship. As I said, I'm proud to be your boyfriend, and I'm going to tell my family. I just needed to wait a while before doing so. If I told them before turning eighteen, Dad could have yanked me out of school and refused to pay my tuition. Once I turn eighteen, he won't be able to. If he refuses to pay for my tuition, I know Dalton offers scholarships. I'm sure with my grades, I would qualify for one. He would no longer be able to stop me from coming to school here," Kurt said, hoping he was getting through to Blaine. He needed him to understand why he had waited so long to tell his father about them.
"Kurt, your father isn't paying for your tuition now. He would never be able to hold that over you. The minute I realized you were my chosen, your father received a full refund for everything he'd paid for your tuition, uniforms, room, and board, and he hasn't received another bill since. Like I told you, people in my coven don't pay, and before you say anything, yes, you are in my coven. You are the most important person in it to me," Blaine said, pulling Kurt back to him and placing a soft kiss on his lips.
"Why didn't he ever tell me?" Kurt asked, looking confused. All this time, Kurt had felt bad that his father was spending all that money to keep him safe, and he hadn't been paying anything after all.
"It's possible he hasn't realized it yet. The tuition was paid through his business account, not his personal one, so that is where the refund was sent. Unless your dad's bookkeeper found the deposit, Burt wouldn't necessarily know. I made sure the refund was put back in his account, and no letter of explanation was sent. He also may not have realized yet that he hasn't received a bill for your tuition," Blaine said, not wanting Kurt to get the wrong impression of Burt and think he was hiding something so important from him.
"Well, that answers that. I'm usually dad's bookkeeper. Since I got hurt, I haven't spent that much time at the shop. I've taken a quick look at the books when I'm home, and since nothing looked really out of the ordinary, I haven't worried about it. I guess that's something else I need to do tomorrow; look at dad's books," Kurt said with a sigh.
"That might be a good idea, but we've gotten a little off track. Will you do as I asked? Will you take today off to take care of yourself so you will feel up to enjoying your birthday?" Blaine asked, once again taking Kurt's clothes out of his arms, putting that back on the bed, and pulling Kurt close again.
"You know I should really be mad at you right now for making that kind of a decision about my education on your own without even consulting me first. Especially now that I find out I will be missing classes tomorrow as well. You can't keep doing things like that, Blaine. Our relationship can't be one-sided. I need to be a part of the decision-making process, especially when it comes to my life and my future. I know when it comes to your coven, you have the ultimate say. Still, when it is us, when we are alone behind closed doors, my opinions need to be considered. I want and intend to be an equal partner, not like you once said, a 50's housewife who knows her place. That will never work for me. I can't be in that kind of relationship, Blaine, and if that's how you see our life together working, you might need to rethink being with me," Kurt said, trying not to sound as frustrated as he was starting to feel. He knows Blaine only did what he thought was best, but he needed to realize that Kurt could take care of himself.
"That's not what I want at all for our relationship, Kurt. I want and need you to be my partner and my equal in all things. You're my chosen, my love, my life, and hopefully one day, my mate. I would never want to stifle you or take away your voice. As I have said more than once, I expect you to argue with me when I do or say something stupid. I need to know when I am in the wrong. All I ask is that it be done in private. Also, you are correct. I should have asked your opinion before making that kind of decision for you. I just knew that if I didn't, you would never have taken the day off on your own," Blaine said, hoping Kurt would listen to him on this.
"And that would have been my decision to make. I know me, Blaine. I know what I can handle," Kurt said with a sigh, but looking at Blaine, seeing just how concerned he looked, Kurt knew he would do what Blaine asked. "Ok, fine. I'll take today off. Just remember this was your idea, and I expect cuddles before and after your meeting with your dad, and I don't want to hear one complaint."
"Trust me, Kurt, you will never hear me complain about getting to cuddle with you. Now, why don't you go ahead and take a pain pill before getting in the shower so it can start working, then we can go grab breakfast with everyone, and then come back here and get our cuddles on," Blaine said once again pulling Kurt too him, placing soft kisses on Kurt's lips before helping him get undressed, and making the ultimate mistake of watching Kurt's sexy ass walking away. "Shit…"
oOoOo
Breakfast with the Warbler was, as usual, a noisy affair. Thad had somehow managed to get a red sock in with his whites again, and just like before, completely forgetting what Kurt had said, he had dried them, so he was once again walking around pretty in pink.
"I told you," Kurt said, shaking his head, laughing. He was starting to feel the effects of the pill.
"Just when I thought I liked you…" Thad said, looking at Kurt with a pout.
Kurt stood up and walked over to Thad, putting his arm around his shoulders, pulling him close. "You know you love me, just like I love you."
"Hey now, enough of that," Blaine said, trying to keep his voice from giving him away. Even though he knew Kurt had meant what he said jokingly, Blaine didn't like hearing Kurt say he loved another man.
Kurt stepped away from Thad and walked back over to Blaine. Instead of sitting down in his own seat, however, he sat down on Blaine's lap, wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck and placing small kisses on his cheek. Blaine's arm instinctively wrapped around Kurt's waist.
"Oh, Blainey, you know I will always love you the mostest," Kurt said, his words starting to slur.
"Ok…. I think someone needs to finish their breakfast so we can head back to our room," Blaine said, laughing, enjoying having Kurt close.
"Is Kurt ok?" Nick asked, concerned. Kurt had started coming out of his shell around them, but he still didn't usually show this much PDA.
"He's fine. He had a really bad night. His arm really bothered him. I finally convinced him to take a pain pill before coming down to breakfast. I guess it is starting to take effect. He isn't going to be in class today. I convinced him to take it easy so he'll be able to enjoy his birthday," Blaine answered, wrapping his arm more securely around Kurt's waist as he reached over to get his plate of half-eaten breakfast.
"I bet that was a fun conversation," Jeff said laughingly.
"You have no idea," Blaine said with a soft smile, kissing Kurt on his cheek.
"You ready to go back to our room, beautiful?" Blaine asked before helping Kurt stand.
"Yesh," Kurt said, his voice slurring.
"Wes, I'll see you in my office at 10:00," Blaine said, standing up and taking Kurt's hand. They slowly made their way towards Alexander Hall and their room. By the time they got there, Kurt could barely stand. The pill had hit him harder than usual. Blaine bent down and took Kurt in his arms, carrying him the rest of the way. Once they got into their room, Blaine gently sat Kurt down on the side of the bed, bent to remove his shoes, and then stripped him down to just his boxer briefs. Blaine gently laid Kurt down on the bed and then kept his promise, holding Kurt close to him as long as he could before slowly standing up and going to meet his father.
oOoOo
"Ok, the group calls themselves the Children of Astraea. Apparently, Astraea was the virgin goddess of justice, innocence, purity, and precision. The only part they seem to concentrate on it would seem is purity. I guess it's the only part that they deem essential. While I was there, I found three other members that were in their faction other than Zandra. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get information on any of their other members, except one. Either they are better at hiding information than I have ever seen, or the leaders keep their followers close to the vest and on a need to know basis. The only name I could get was a Jaxon Abbott, who it would seem is in one of the UK covens," Michael said.
"So, what now?" Blaine asked, now concerned.
"I have moved the four to Ellingsworth for now. I'm keeping them separated from each other, and I have made sure that they have no contact with anyone from the outside world. After Kurt's party, I will get with your Uncle Jack, visit his covens and see what we can find out. I'm hoping it is just the five of them, and not as big as I'm afraid it is," Michael answered, hating to ruin any of his son's excitement. This was the most important time in Blaine's life, and Michael hated the thought of this putting a damper on that.
"So you feel it is ok to go ahead with the party with everything going on?" Blaine asked. He knew what's going on within the vampire community took precedence over a party, but this was important to him, and soon to Kurt.
"Yes, son. We aren't going to allow this to ruin your plans. We have the four from Christos coven locked away so they can't inform anyone, and this Jaxon doesn't know we know about him yet, so he shouldn't think to take any actions. I don't see a few days making that much of a difference. We will celebrate your Kurt reaching such a huge milestone in his life, and your family, unbeknownst to everyone else in attendance, will celebrate your mating. As a plus, you have invited your whole coven, that will give me a chance to walk through and read them. Anyone that isn't in attendance, I will visit separately," Michael said, looking at Blaine, waiting for his response, knowing before Blaine opened his mouth what he was going to say.
"My coven dad…? I trust everyone within my coven. I have no doubts where their allegiances lie," Blaine answered in disbelief. How could his dad even think this?
"Blaine, if you had asked Christos before yesterday how he felt about his coven, his answer would have been the same as yours. Also, if everyone within your coven can be trusted, how do you explain Sebastian?" Michael asked, waiting for Blaine's response.
"Well father, if I remember correctly, as should you, you 'asked' me to allow Sebastian to join my coven because he had issues with his previous one," Blaine answered, shooting Wes a look when he heard him say amen in response. "That is how I would answer you about Sebastian."
Michael could only laugh because Blaine told the truth. Sebastian's father had come to him, asking for his son to be allowed to transfer from the Texas coven to Ohio. Edwyn Smythe had told Michael that Sebastian had slept with the Texas coven leader's brother, and things hadn't ended well between them. Sebastian had been asked in no uncertain terms to leave or face discipline. Michael had known Edwyn for years, so when asked, he had seen no problem with it. Now Michael is questioning that decision. He might need to make a trip to the Texas coven once he returns from the UK.
"Ok, you have a point," Michael answered with a grin. "Seriously though, I think we need to check all the covens to see just how deep this goes. I guess the best way to handle it will be your coven first since they will already be gathered for the party anyway and then on to the UK with Jack to talk to this Jaxon fellow. If I get anything from him, I will go from there until I have visited all the covens. And Blaine, before you ask, yes, that includes Cooper's. I'm not singling you out because you are still relatively new at being a leader. I think you have done amazing here since you took over. I love every single advancement you have made.
"Cooper, unlike the other leaders, will be advised on what is going on. I think we need to wait until I have visited with everyone before letting anyone outside this room and this family know what is going on. I need to know if any coven leaders are part of the rebellion or not. Once I get home, I will ask them for an accounting of who I didn't meet with and then track them down separately. If possible, I will have them meet me here. I know this will take a while, but hopefully, we have caught this in time.
"One other thing, Blaine, I know I told you that anytime you and Kurt left Dalton, I wanted Wes with you, even this weekend. I think I have changed my mind now though," Michael said.
"You don't think that Kurt and I will be in any kind of danger then?" Blaine asked, feeling relieved.
"I wish I could tell you that son, but to be honest, I think it might be worse than I initially thought. I feel, with everything going on, Wes would be better served to stay here as your second. He will be available to step in for you in your absence if needed. Instead of him going with you, I think you need to be assigned a guard. They will blend in better, and if Kurt isn't told any different, he will simply think it is your driver. When and if you're ready, you can tell him the truth," Michael stated.
"I won't keep this kind of secret from Kurt dad. He deserves to know the truth," Blaine responded, already adding another thing to the list of things he needed to talk to Kurt about.
"I'll leave that decision up to you. Now, if you are ready, we can go and speak to Mr. Smythe and get that taken care of," Michael said, standing up and walking towards Blaine's office door, following Blaine as he led him to where Sebastian was being held.
Michael spent thirty minutes with Sebastian, asking questions, and listening to things Sebastian didn't really want them to know. It didn't take long to discover that Sebastian wasn't part of the Children of Astraea. He just had a lot of their beliefs. Michael stepped out of the room so he could go over what he found with Blaine.
"So, he's not part of the faction?" Blaine asked.
"No, I found no connection between him and the Children at all. Still, I wouldn't say I like his beliefs, and I don't know the best place for him. I can't leave him here, especially after the comments he made. There are too many people, yourself included, that want to see the end of him. I can't say as I blame you. As a coven leader, you have the right to banish anyone you feel will be a harmful influence on the people you have sworn to protect. I'm just sorry that I 'asked' you to allow him to transfer here to begin with. Technically, he hasn't done anything other than spouting doctrine that follows that of the Children, so I can't banish him to Ellingsworth. That leaves me with asking another coven leader to allow his transfer into theirs. Either way, I will need to wipe his mind of the things he learned here. Before I do that, though, I wanted to see if you wanted to talk to him?" Michael asked. He felt Blaine had that right.
"I have a few things I want to say," Blaine answered, opening up the door of the room Sebastian had been kept.
"Oh look, Blainey has come to join daddy's party. Where is sweet cheeks at?" Sebastian asked as if he didn't have a care in the world, trying to goad Blaine.
"I don't think you need to be concerned about where my chosen is. What you need to concern yourself with is what you are going to do when I kick you out of my coven?" Blaine asked, sitting down across from Sebastian.
"Sorry Blainey, your daddy isn't going to allow you to kick me out. He and my father are friends, which is why I ended up in this shit hole to begin with," Sebastian said, looking at his nails as if he had no care in the world.
"Oh, in that you're wrong. You're out of here today. What do you think is going to happen to you when no other coven allows you to become one of them? You will be alone, on your own. You will no longer have access to the blood bank. You will be in the same position you feel turned vampires should be," Blaine said, enjoying that Sebastian was starting to squirm.
"You can't do that. I'm a pureblood. I am a born vampire, not a turned whore. You can't do that to me," Sebastian said, jumping out of his chair.
"You're right. Blaine can't, but guess what? I can. I can make it where you will find nowhere willing to take you other than Ellingsworth. The 'turned whore' you are referring to is one of my son's best friends, who I think of one of my own, and my son's soon-to-be mate. How dare you think for one moment you are better than Nick or Kurt or any other turned vampire. You are not worthy of cleaning their floors, much less breathing the same air as any of them. You better hope like hell I can get someone willing to take you. If I had my choice, I would set you loose with no ties to our community at all, and you know what that would mean for you, correct?" Michael roared, stepping into the room, hearing what that little bastard called his future son-in-law. How dare he?
Sebastian sat down, now afraid. Pushing Blaine was one thing, but pushing Michael Anderson could end in his death. "I apologize, My Lord. I should never have said that," Sebastian whispered softly, bringing both his hands up, palms out facing Michael.
"It's too late to apologize now," Michael answered before he slowly wiped Sebastian's mind, removing every memory he had of Dalton, Blaine, his coven, or what Michael could do. While he was at it, he also wiped as much of the beliefs Sebastian had about turned vampires. Yes, Sebastian would have a significant gap in his memory, but that was better than the alternative.
"For now, he will be moved to the mental health section of Ellingsworth. He will feel lost for a while until the gap in his memory can be filled with other memories. That is the best I can do for him at the moment," Michael said before motioning for one of the guards to take Sebastian away.
After the meeting with his father, the only thing Blaine wanted to do was spend time with Kurt. He went back to his room and found Kurt still asleep. Blaine stripped down to his boxers and snuggled behind Kurt holding him close. Blaine worried more now than before about their future together. Was it fair for Blaine to ask Kurt to become a part of his world, or would he find the strength to let Kurt go to save him?