A/N I keep telling myself to finish this chapter and get it posted, but it has been kind of difficult for me. I went through a period of depression earlier this year, where everything just seemed to go wrong at once. Things are getting better now, and I think I can finally face this chapter. There will be two or three more chapters after this, and then I will start season three shortly after the last chapter is posted.

As always, reviews are always appreciated!

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Is It Too Late

Richard Anderson's funeral was held on the Thursday morning after his death. It was a small affair, attended only by his ex wife, his two sons, his son in law, and the nurse who had cared for him for more than a year. Blaine was still conflicted emotionally, still not sure what he should feel, but he no longer felt the anger he'd held towards his father for so long.

Later that afternoon, Kurt and Blaine drove Bee to Columbus children's hospital for his tests. Dr. Andrews was very optimistic when he saw Bee, and they were in a good mood on their way home. They stopped to pick up pizza and key lime pie for dinner, and for the first time in months, everything felt normal again.

Blaine went back to work on Friday, and the New Directions were all happy to see him, and were eager to show him the progress they'd already made in the last week on the songs they were planning on doing for Nationals.

Kurt called him after his last class, before afternoon rehearsals, to give him the good news from Dr. Andrews. Bee was cancer free, and they would do the transplant on Tuesday. Unfortunately, Kurt had to be back in DC on Monday, and wouldn't be able to return until the following weekend, so he would miss most of Bee's treatment, but they were all relieved that Bee was doing much better.

As Blaine hung up with Kurt and gathered up his notes and the videos of the past week's rehearsals to take with him to the auditorium, there was a knock on his office door, and he looked up.

"Johnny!"

The teen didn't look as happy to see Blaine as he was to see the younger man. "I thought you'd be mad at me."

Blaine stood and moved around the desk. "I'm not mad at you, John, and neither is Kurt, just in case you were worried about that. We are concerned about you, though."

John looked at his feet. "I'm sorry about what I did. I know you and Kurt are totally in love with each other. I get it. Really. I guess I just wanted something like that myself. I see all my friends pairing up, but there is no one here for me."

"John, you're only eighteen years old, you have your whole life to find someone who will love you the way you deserve to be loved. I'm flattered that you felt that way about me, but you can't just settle for someone who isn't meant for you."

The boy let out a sigh. "Mom said your dad died last week, and that you were kind of freaked out about it, and that was why you reacted the way you did. I'm sorry I added to your stress."

It was Blaine's turn to look ashamed. "I didn't handle it well, and for that I am sorry. I should have said something to you at the time instead of basically running away. I was just so surprised, and in shock. I should have told you then that I wasn't upset, that there can't be anything between us other than friendship, and that one day you will meet someone who will be able to love you for yourself."

They were both silent for a moment, lost in thought. Blaine was the first to shake himself out of his reverie. "So, I was just on my way to rehearsals. Are you joining us? Or did you already sign your contract?"

John shook his head. "I was going to sign, but Jackson talked me out of it for now. He thinks it would be better if I wait until after graduation, so I don't miss out on school. The contract will be waiting for me when I'm ready."

Blaine smiled. "Good. Are you ready to Blow Them All Away?"

John smiled back shyly. "Let's do it."

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New Directions were all excited to see Johnny back. None of them knew why he'd left suddenly, and all he and Blaine would say was that there had been a miscommunication between them, but it was now resolved. They worked on the duet, and one of the two songs they were considering for the group number., and Blaine was feeling better than he'd had in weeks.

That night was their monthly friends dinner, and they had a lot to celebrate. Blaine especially enjoyed being surrounded by his friends and family, and felt a weight he hadn't realized he'd carried around for years lift off his shoulders.

On Sunday afternoon, the entire family drove to Columbus to see Kurt off at the airport, and later that night Blaine, Lizzie and Bee sang and played the piano after dinner. Lizzie and Bee helped bathe the little ones and get them in bed, before Blaine tucked the older kids in and kissed them goodnight.

On Monday morning, Blaine dropped Lizzie and Bee off at school, and the quads off at daycare. It was their first time, and Blaine wasn't sure how they would react. Kathy, Audy and Mattie all seemed to take it instride, but Phin clung to him for several minutes, until an older child began playing a toy piano. That got Phin's attention, and he wandered over to investigate, allowing Blaine to slip away.

He was a few minutes late to work, but still made it before class was supposed to start. He didn't expect to find anyone in the choir room when he arrived, so was startled to find an older man in a suit waiting in his office.

"Hello, can I help you?"

"That depends, are you Blaine Anderson?"

"Yes?"

"Mr. Anderson, my name is Alen Carlson, I'm a lawyer, and I represented your father, Richard. I'm also the executor of his will. Two weeks before he passed away, he had me make some changes to his final wishes, and left me a letter to give to you upon his death. He said that it didn't matter whether you read it or not, it was more for his peace of mind than yours." He handed Blaine an envelope, which Blaine accepted warily. "He also named each of your children and those of your brother in his will. He wished for all his worldly possessions to be consolidated and sold, and his entire estate be equally divided amongst his grandchildren."

Blaine didn't know what to say as he stared at the envelope in his hands. The other man seemed to understand as he picked up a briefcase that had been sitting on the floor beside him. "I understand you and your father weren't very close, and I am sorry to disturb you at this time. I'll have the paperwork regarding the inheritance sent to your home." He paused for a moment, studying Blaine for a moment, before continuing. "I wasn't just your father's lawyer. I was his friend, and for what it's worth, I think you should read the letter."

Blaine just nodded as Alen left. He continued to stare at the envelope until he heard Xander, Brendan, and Alyssa and Alaina talking and laughing as they entered. He put the letter in his desk drawer, and after taking a deep breath, went to greet his students.

The letter remained in his desk until it was time to go home that afternoon, when he slipped it into his briefcase, and promptly forgot it.

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Tuesday morning was a repeat of the day before, except Bee stayed with Blaine when he dropped the others off, and then the pair drove to Columbus for Bee's transplant. Chester had attempted to join them, but was promised a special treat when Bee returned on Saturday if he behaved and stayed home to watch over the little ones.

They arrived at the hospital almost an hour earlier than they needed to, because Bee wanted to deliver some pictures he'd printed up to some of the kids on the ward and their families. There was a new patient being checked in as they walked off the elevator. Bee noticed her right away. She was a year or two younger than him, and seemed scared as she clutched her teddy bear, sitting in her wheelchair. He watched her as he and Blaine walked by the nurses station., until he couldn't see her as they stopped by the first room to drop off photographs. When they passed by the nurses station again a little while later, she was gone.

They got checked in, and Bee was given his old room back. They weren't going to begin the transplant until later that afternoon, so once they got settled in and got all the preliminary tests out of the way, Bee took his camera and wandered down the hall to the room next to his. The little girl he'd seen earlier sat propped up in the bed, still clutching the teddy bear and looking sad and afraid.

"Hi. You're new here, aren't you?" Bee asked from the doorway. She just nodded. "Are you scared?" She nodded again. He smiled at her. "It's okay to be scared, I was scared when I got here the first time, too. I'm Bee."

She frowned at him. "No you aren't. I'm Bee," she said.

"Really? Cool. My real name is Burt, but everyone calls me Bee."

She turned her head to the side to study him. "My first name is Belinda. I'm named after my Grandma, who died a week before I was born. They call me Bee because my big sister said Belinda was too hard to pronounce."

Bee grinned. "I'm named after my Grandpa, but he's still alive. Where's your parents?"

Belinda sighed and looked down at her teddy bear. "My mommy doesn't like hospitals, she had to go outside to calm down. Daddy couldn't get time off from work, cause if he doesn't work, they can't afford our house and take care of me because I'm sick."

Bee frowned and moved closer to her bed, and sat down in the chair. "That's not good. My daddy had to go to work too, but not because we can't afford anything. He just has a very important job. He's a congressman."

Belinda looked confused. "What's a congressman?"

"They make rules and try to make life easier for everyone, but some of them aren't very nice, and don't think everyone should be happy. My daddy is one of the nice ones, though. He wants to make a rule that people like your dad don't have to work so hard all the time."

"What about your mommy?"

Bee shrugged. "I don't have a mommy. I have daddy and dad. Dad teaches music and singing at McKinley high school in Lima, that's where we live."

"How do you have two daddies?"

He had to stop and think about that before he answered. He'd never been asked that before. He shrugged. "They love each other very much, so they got married, and had me and my sisters and brothers. My Aunt Santana gave birth to me, but she's not my mommy, just like Aunt Rachel isn't really Lizzie's mommy."

"Who is Lizzie?"

"My big sister. What's your big sister's name? Do you have any other sisters or brothers?"

She shook her head. "Just Daniella and me. My mommy can't have any more kids. How many brothers and sisters do you have?"

Bee grinned. "Lizzie is the oldest, and then me, and then I have two more sisters and two brothers. They were all born on the same day. Aunt Brittany gave birth to them last year, but she's not their mommy either."

Belinda's eyes had gone wide. "You have a big family!"

Bee giggled. "I have a huge family, but we're not all really related. Just me, Daddy, Dad, Lizzie, Kathy, Audy, Mattie, Phin, Grandpa, Grandma Carole, Grandma Pam, Aunt Amelia, Uncle Cooper and Aunt Lisa, and my cousin Katie. I'm going to have a new cousin in a few more months, too. But I have lots of honorary aunts and uncles."

Belinda couldn't seem to comprehend family that wasn't actually related to you. "I have an Aunt and a couple of uncles, and a couple of cousins, but we don't really see them much. My mommy says it's because they didn't want her to marry my daddy. They say it's his fault we don't have much, that he could get a better paying job, but that he is too lazy."

Bee frowned. "What kind of job does he do?"

She shrugged. "He works on cars."

"Really? My grandpa works on cars too! He owns his own business in Lima. Maybe he should talk to your daddy. Maybe he can help."

At that moment a woman walked into the room. She looked tired and worn out. She tried to smile when she saw Bee sitting in her daughter's room. "Hi Bee, sweetie. I see you've made a new friend."

"His name is Bee, too! And he's named after his grandpa, Burt."

Bee smiled at the woman. "It's nice to meet you, ma'am."

"Wow, so polite! It's nice to meet you too, Bee. Are you a patient here?"

He nodded. "Just until Saturday, though. I'm starting my bone marrow transplant later today."

""Bee?" Blaine called from down the hall.

"Down here, Dad!" he called out. Blaine stepped into the room and smiled at the woman and girl.

"Hi, I see Bee has been making his rounds again. I'm Blaine Anderson."

The woman smiled. "I'm Georgia Lansing-Thomas, how do you do?"

"Pleasure to meet you."

"Dad, this is Belinda, but everyone calls her Bee, just like me!" Bee introduced the girl.

"Well, imagine that! It's nice to meet you too, Bee. Are you settling in okay? What brings you here, if you don't mind me asking?"

Georgia frowned. "Bone cancer, stage two."

Blaine looked sympathetic. "I'm sorry, that's tough. Who's your doctor?"

"Dr. Andrews."

"Ahh, you're lucky. He's the one who diagnosed Bee's Non Hodgkins, and treated it so aggressively. I'm sure he will do everything he can to help your daughter."

A nurse knocked on the door frame then. "Mr. Anderson, Bee, they're ready for you now. You can come back and take pictures later. Mrs. Lansing-Thomas, I'm Patricia, one of the nurses. I'm going to be drawing Belinda's labs before we take her down for her first round of treatment."

"She's called Bee, too," Bee said as he started to walk towards the door. He stopped and turned back to smile at his new friend. "Just remember, it's okay to be scared, but everything will be okay. I'll come back later if you want. You'll probably feel sick, but having a friend there helps. Goodbye, Mrs. Lansing-Thomas."

Both Belinda and her mom smiled at him. "Goodbye, Bee. And you may call me Georgia. It was very nice to meet both of you."

Blaine shook her hand, and waved to Belinda.

Another nurse had a wheelchair ready to take Bee to the treatment room, and once they were far enough down the hall, Bee took Blaine's hand. "Dad, I think Belinda's family needs help. I think Daddy and Grandpa should talk to them. Bee's daddy works on cars, but they can't afford to pay for her treatment and their house."

"And you think Daddy and Grandpa can help them?"

"I don't know, but it couldn't hurt to try, could it?"

Blaine bent down to hug his oldest son. "You really are amazing, Bee."

Bee grinned, filled with pride at the compliment.