Summary: Blaine talks, Sebastian talks, then they both talk…then there are no words. Meanwhile at Bella's sleepover with the Hendersons, she and Nana attempt to interpret a "Not Bad" dream.

Sorry this took longer than usual. No Jury Duty, just life and my Seblaine Gift Exchange I'm still trying to finish.

"Hmmm, that doesn't make sense."

"What?"

Sebastian waved his phone at his computer screen. "I texted Molly I'd pick up Monkey soon and she said B arranged for her to spend the night. He never mentioned anything when he told me he was working on K's last song and would be late" Another ping alerted him to a new text. "Ok, something's wrong. This is B. He's back at his place and said to join him as soon as possible."

"Oooorrrr…" Dave's voice dripped with innuendo "Blaine decided to drop all the protect his heart crap and has a big romantic surprise for you. He's kind of known for those and having a kid around would put a big bucket of ice on the mood. I don't care how cute she is."

"David, since we agree you are now my best friend, I say this with love. Shut the fuck up."

"You know, you could put the poor guy out of his misery and tell him you're ready to stop protecting your heart and want to do all those things Seb16 dreamed of doing with that ass. It's such an amazing ass. I should know. Remember the story I told you of the time Sue put a live bear in our apartment and that night Blaine…"

"Stop talking! That's the last thing I want to think about right now!"

Sometimes Sebastian didn't know if involving Dave was the best idea. While Blaine said from the beginning he believed in things like soul mates and alternate paths and parallel universes, at least he was 95% entrenched in the physical world like the possibility of K being the elusive third passenger from the accident.

Dave was 100% Team Soul Mate…living multiple lifetimes, finding each other in everyone. And he was 100% convinced of K's identity

Blaine

"No! Not until you talk to Blaine."

"Stop. I told you, I'm still not there yet. I mean, if B and I are soul mates, shouldn't we have just KNOWN?" Dave looked like he just wanted to reach through the screen and smack him. "I'm sorry. Are you sure these conversations haven't weirded you out?"

"You ask every time and every time I say NO because Killer is your soul mate. But before I even figured that out, I realized what Blaine says about having no regrets because if he changed anything he wouldn't have Bella...that's the same for me with Paul. If Blaine didn't fake marry Kurt a week after breaking up with me, I wouldn't have punched a wall and had to go to the Emergency Room…"

Sebastian finally got it. "And met a sexy Med Student who put the cast on your hand and signed it with his phone number."

"Right. Now, in 4 months I'm marrying that sexy Med Student and I'm happy, Seb. Insanely happy. It's your turn."

"I love you, you Big Groomzilla."

"Love you too, Killer's Soul Mate."

Sebastian tried to get his conversation with Dave out of his head as he walked to Blaine's apartment but couldn't. He had been coming over to the side of Blaine, well…Killer being K for a couple of days. So, he decided if Blaine had indeed arranged for Bella to spend the night at the Hendersons so he could pull off some big romantic play for his heart, he would tell him Dave's theory and see where the evening took them.

And if it was the bedroom, he would be fine with that.

But that didn't appear to be the case at all. When he opened the door, Blaine was practically in a panic…pacing, wringing his hands, on the verge of tears.

"B, what's wrong?" There was no verbal response except for pained, guttural sobs as Blaine ran and crashed into his chest, holding on as if his life depended upon it. "Hey, hey, shh…I've got you. I've got you."

He walked them over to the couch and let him cry it out, not asking any questions for now. It helped Bella was safe with Molly at the farm. It wasn't that nothing else mattered…yes, it was that nothing else mattered except Bella. Everything and everyone else, while important, were not his Monkey.

Oh, shit! Dave was right. And the one piece he needed had been right in front of him the whole time. Before he could delve deeper into his epiphany…

"Bas"

Blaine's big beautiful hazel eyes glistened from tears, but he had cried so hard there was also a not so beautiful snot situation going on as well. Sebastian quickly got up and crossed the room to retrieve a box of tissues. When he returned, Blaine fell against him again, only this time it was in an embrace.

"Oh, my *hic* God, Bas. You *sniff, sniff* practically ran *hic* to the tissues and without *sniff* a limp and you're sitting on the couch not your *sniff* chair…"

Sebastian pulled Blaine out of his grip and began wiping his face. "You're in the middle of an epic melt down…blow (*HONK*) and you want to talk about me sitting on the couch?"

"You've worked so hard…" Sebastian put his finger on Blaine's lips to halt the anticipated ramble praising his accomplishments.

"We'll have a celebration later with Monkey. Right now, I want to know what is going on with you and does it have anything to do with why she's staying the night at the farm?"

Blaine dropped his head "You know about that?"

"You think I'd be this calm if I didn't know she's alright when you're obviously not?" Sebastian lifted Blaine's chin so they were looking in each other's eyes. "What's going on, B?"

"I lied to you. I wasn't working on K's last song. I was Zooming with Kurt." Sebastian fought the urge to pull back. He was standing his ground. "I didn't contact him. I'm pretty sure he got my private number from Tina. Sam's on it."

"Tina?" Yes, this level of betrayal would hurt but it would cause the reaction Sebastian walked in on. "You'll have to elaborate another time. What did Hummel want?"

"I can't say for certain because the whole thing went to hell pretty quickly but, I think he was trying to do exactly what Trent said he would. Try to work his way back into my life. Said he wanted to join me and Bella next week for her birth…"

"Hell no!" This time Sebastian managed to pull back but only to throw up his arms in frustration. "She hates him! He's not Monkey's Papa! I am!"

The statement hung frozen in the air until Blaine very calmly said "Kurt's not coming. I saw through his BS this time."

"Good" Sebastian huffed before noticing in Blaine's expression something more had gone on. Something definitely not good. "I'm sorry, B. Did something happen after that?"

"From what I said in figuring what he was doing, he put together that Bella and I are here at Dalton, and more importantly, with you."

"Oh, shit."

Blaine managed to crack a small smile. "I think you'll be proud. I pulled up the affidavit signed by his would-be apartment-squatting accomplice detailing their plan in full. Told him I also knew all about the mail from Dalton he kept from me over the years."

He was right. Sebastian was immensely proud and almost gave him a kiss but settled for a hug. "I knew you could do it. You broke the cycle." But that didn't explain the meltdown. Was it relief? He pulled away and asked "What happened next?"

"Kurt lost it, began saying things he obviously didn't plan on."

Blaine dropped his head again and took a deep breath while Sebastian felt the entire atmosphere of the room change.

He didn't like where this was going

In this moment, Blaine might have been quiet but his tone was the clear. He wanted to be certain each word was understood perfectly.

"When you found the box of papers from the fire in the warehouse, did they include an admissions packet to a Military Academy in your name? And attached to it, were there notes from a meeting between Kurt and Xavier? And when Xavier refused to send you, did Kurt threaten to have his father, Congressman Hummel, investigate Dalton? And since Xavier knew there was shady shit going on at Dalton, he did he give a compromise of bringing in someone from the Academy to Captain the Warblers the following year? And, when Kurt accepted, did that person wind up being Hunter Clarington, the person who brought in the steroids? Meaning that Kurt holds some responsibility in what happened to Jeff and Thad."

Sebastian thought he couldn't hate Kurt Hummel any more than he had the past decade. He was wrong. He lifted Blaine's chin again, to see the tears were back, and said one word

"Yes."

"And was this meeting between Kurt and Xavier after the Warblers and New Directions met at McKinley and sang Black or White? After Kurt gave you the recording of the confession without my knowledge? And did Kurt tell Xavier not only about me, but about the photoshopped picture of Finn and…" there was a long pause before Blaine was finally able to say "Did Kurt imply you were in some way responsible for Dave's attempt on his life?"

"Yes"

Blaine ran to the bathroom to vomit as he had when he found out about Jeff going to rehab for steroids. Sebastian got a bottle of water and went to the couch to wait. While he was, he decided to contact a former friend.

To Trent: You were right. Hummel tried to get back with Blaine. B told him to fuck off. Gayface went so cray-cray he told B "the secret". B barfing guts out right now. HE DIDN'T KNOW!

To Seb: With Blaine's history we had to be sure. Now we are. He can be a Warbler again.

To Trent: FUCK YOU! Who the hell are you to make that decision? And he doesn't want to be a Warbler again!

Sebastian took off his silver ID bracelet and sent it flying across the room. Guess he had a decision to make concerning his Warbler status as well.

He put his phone away just in time for Blaine to not see it. When he sat back down, he drank some of the water before facing Sebastian and joining hands. "When were you going to tell me?"

There was no hesitation. "Never"

Not the answer Blaine was expecting. "Why?"

Tears were flowing yet again so Sebastian got another tissue and gently wiped them. "I know you. I know your kind and gentle heart. You're going to blame yourself for Jeff and Thad, every day for the rest of your life when none of it was your fault. I love you so much, Killer. I never wanted you to carry this burden."

"But it is my fault!" Blaine pulled back, shaking his head. "Please, don't. Just because I…wait, what did you say?"

"Which part would you like me to explain? Where I admitted after a decade that I'm in love with you or that I called you Killer?"

What felt like 10 minutes later, Sebastian was going to ask Blaine to say something when he finally did. "Um, either would be nice."

"It's Dave's doing. You know what a hopeless romantic he is. When you said I could tell him about you and Hummel, I told him about K as well. I'd been finished for 20 seconds when my caring and supportive best friend goes Seb, you fucking idiot, K is for Killer and Killer is Blaine. He's your soul mate, Dumb Ass! He's spent the past week convincing me he was right."

Blaine's eyes were wide, full of both hope and disbelief "What made you believe him?"

Sebastian let out something between a chuckle and a cry…a plea for Blaine to believe what he himself had only just come to accept, "I didn't. I desperately wanted to, but I didn't until I was sitting here holding you while you were crying." He reached out his hand, which Blaine accepted, moving next to him once again. "I was ready to let you cry as long as you needed to because I knew Monkey was with Molly at the farm. She was taken care of and that was all that mattered…she was all that mattered. It caused my epiphany."

"I don't understand. Help me."

"When Dave was giving me his reasoning, it always felt like he was missing a piece of the puzzle. I realized that piece is our beautiful, beautiful Bella. I realized the three of us are soul mates and it must have been your turn to find her. Thank you for bringing her home to me, B."

Hearing those words, the big tears returned for Blaine "Bas…"

Sebastian pulled him into his chest. "But you're going to have to change the No Regrets speech to...Every idiotic decision WE'VE made, every person WE'VE disappointed, every tear WE'VE cried since you met Kurt on that staircase…WE don't regret any of it. WE wouldn't do one thing differently. WE COULDN'T do one thing differently. Because if WE did, WE don't have EACH OTHER and WE don't have Bella. That's not an option for US. OUR FAMILY is all that matters."

Blaine had 1000 different things running through his brain because (damn it!) he had to overthink everything. Suddenly, the wisdom of a gorgeous blond super hero appeared and made it all seem so simple.

You, Seb and Belly-button, you're a family. Fight for your family. You deserve to be happy, Blaine. All of you do.

Thanks, Sammy

"I know after I kissed you, I told you I was trying to protect my heart from falling in love with you, but I was already there. And I really was going to try, but you…you big jerk, kept doing all these wonderful things for me. Then you did something I can never repay you for. You gave me my best friend back in a way I haven't had him in years."

"So, you did get a chance to talk to Sam about everything before the asshole Zoomed."

"Yes, and you know what he told me?" It was Blaine's turn to reach across and wipe away a tear. "He said you, me and Bella were a family and I should fight for it. That we all deserved to be happy."

Blaine's lips were on Sebastian's seconds later. It wasn't the sweet kiss he had surprised him with by the staircase. There were years of pent up passion which were instantly returned, even as Sebastian surrendered to Blaine carefully pushing him into the back of the couch.

"I love you too." There was another kiss, not nearly as long. "I'm sorry you...WE had to wait so long. I don't want to wait anymore."

For all the jokes Sebastian had heard about his being the Flash, it was a blur how fast Blaine had them to his bedroom, undressed to their boxer-briefs and in his bed. He was laying on top of him but off to the side, as not to put pressure on his bad hip. But Blaine didn't say a word, and just stared down at him with his big beautiful eyes. Then, without looking away, he took his finger and lightly ghosted the scar over his left eye.

12 stitches from windshield glass

When he finished outlining the scar, Blaine lifted his body and kissed it with the same loving touch. He then returned to where he had been, returned to Sebastian's gaze and began the same process with the next scar down…over and over, pinpointing each and every scar, each and every time. It took him an hour to do Sebastian's arms, chest and back. His right leg had been spared but the real damage remained untouched. But to Sebastian's surprise, Blaine didn't go for his hip.

He changed their positions (God, he loved those arms) until they were both laying on their sides, facing each other. Blaine closed one eye, THAT eye, and brought one of Sebastian's hands up to it, lightly brushing his fingers over the lid. Sebastian immediately understood. This was Blaine's scar, so he leaned in and kissed the damage he had caused…intentional or not.

Blaine didn't let go of his hand, which surprised Sebastian. Instead, once he opened his eye, Blaine craned his neck to the right and then drug Sebastian's fingers along a spot right below his ear.

But there was nothing there

"Look closer"

Sebastian did until he saw a faint line approximately 4 inches long. There were two more of equal length close by, both also barely visible, healed by time…

Oh, shit

"B" as happened to Blaine earlier, Sebastian found himself barely able to say the words "Are those from the attack you told me about? The one that brought you to Dalton?"

"Yes, and a few more." Blaine kissed him then began lovingly brushing his hair back from his face. "And even though mine are 12 years old, I still see them the same way you see yours."

"But if you don't know they're there, you don't see them."

"That just it, I know they're there. They are a part of me like your scars are a part of you." Blaine put his finger on Sebastian's lips as he was prepared to respond. "Before you say anything else…Bas, you have to acknowledge I saw your hip when you were out for those 2 days."

No, no, no…"You did? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I did, many times, although never as blatantly as this. I was trying to let you lead the conversation because I knew how difficult it would be for you. Even unconscious, you were aware anytime I was around your hip. You would pull away or fight me when I tried to give you care."

Sebastian closed his eyes and tried as hard as he could not to let his tears escape. "Why are you telling me this now?"

"Because I'm about to rid the both of us of our underwear, leaving us completely naked and vulnerable. I don't want you pulling away or fighting me. If that is alright with you?"

He didn't say a word. Sebastian nodded his approval, keeping his now open eyes squarely focused on Blaine's so his self-doubt wouldn't take over. That was until Blaine kissed him passionately as he had on the couch and he felt himself being stripped of his last piece of clothing. Next, he expected to feel Blaine's fingers gently tracing the multiple scars left by 4 surgeries including a full hip replacement.

Boy, was he wrong!

Blaine pushed him onto his back but had his hip elevated with a pillow. He then took his tongue and began to outline the scars while he positioned his body between his legs, making it impossible for him to move, yet not…touching…anything! One of Sebastian's hands instinctively went to Blaine's ass.

It was as glorious as every one of Seb16's fantasies

The other hand went to Blaine's hair. He was desperate for the teasing to stop. If it didn't this was going to be an embarrassing story to be held over his head throughout time. But Blaine didn't stop what he was doing. He DID move his tongue inward, along the iliac crest to Sebastian's inner thigh.

Right then and there Sebastian made a decision. Out in the world, Blaine would remain his sweet, wonderful B. But, in the bedroom, this sexual (oh fuck, he really was Sex on a stick) tiger would be known as…"Killer! Please *groan* please…I can't…"

The next thing Sebastian knew they had flipped again. He was on top of Blaine, their lips once again back together, their long neglected cocks slotted perfectly alongside each other…

And the both of them shooting cum as if they were teenagers who had just received their first hand job.

When it was over, Sebastian pulled back and they stared at each other not knowing what to do. However, there was nothing to do…but laugh.

"Damn, Killer" Sebastian said as he rolled back over to his side. "Didn't think that was the direction you were going to go."

"It wasn't, then I suddenly remembered I never unpacked my non-Daddy supplies since I usually take care of those issues in the tub or shower. I'm sure I could have gotten creative but I knew I didn't have that much time to think about it and it didn't sound like you did either."

Sebastian held up his pinky "Let's agree this was us getting to know each other's body more intimately and NOT our first time."

Blaine readily shook to that. "I want to make a proposal…" Sebastian raised an eyebrow "Not THAT kind of proposal! Anyway, I know we don't want to think about it, but we skipped over a lot things we really should have talked about before we got to this point."

"You're right. I don't want to think about it."

"Hear me out. We both obviously need to wash up and the soaker tub in my bathroom could hold the both of us. We could talk in there."

"We could" Sebastian was serious when he said he didn't want to think about this. Blaine, Bella, a family, it was everything he wanted. He didn't want to be talked out of believing Blaine was Killer and that the three of them were soul mates. "Anything else?"

"Bella and Dalton are at the Hendersons' for the night. How about after our talk, dinner, you have some of you medicine and we change the sheets, we come back here and do some more getting to know each other's bodies. We're going to have to find ways to not set back all the progress you've made with your physical therapy. We're also going to have to work on being quieter."

"Why?"

"Because Bella's bed is 10 feet on the other side of that wall. You want to wake her up and have to explain sex noises to her?"

"Let's settle this right now. I cannot and I will not talk to Monkey about anything involving sex because she is never having it."

"I thought you pinky promised she could start dating when she was 50."

"Dating…but knowing you, you'll never let me get away with that. So, before we leave Dalton, I'm going to ask Nana where to get a shot gun because as I understand it, a good father cleans his when some punk-ass boy attempts to date his daughter."

TBC

Later that Night…Henderson Farm

"Ya sure you not wantin' Miss Molly to call your Daddy?" Nana asked Bella as she rocked the little girl (and Dalton) in her back porch rocking chair. "That bad dream of yours spooked ya pretty good."

"No, I want Daddy and Ash to kissey-face on the ship. And I not had bad dweam. Dalton a No Bad Dweam Kitty."

Nana smiled and gave Dalton a pat on the head. She still couldn't believe Sebastian had come up with the No Bad Dream Kitty for Bella. The Seb or Ash she knew today…fuck, yeah! He'd walk through fire for this kid. But Sebastian from before Blaine and Bella, not a chance in hell. He was a tightly wound son-of-a-bitch. The medicine didn't even loosen him up. "Then what woke you, Pumpkin?"

"Horsey Man in my dweam. He talk to me and was nice, but I don't un'stand what he wants. When he says everything he just left. I yell for him to come back but Miss Molly wake me up and says I was for reals yelling."

"Well, why don'tcha go on ahead and tell me what this Horsey Man be tellin' you and maybe we can understand together. Or, how bout you tell me what he be lookin' like. Did he have green hair or big buggy eyes?"

"No" Bella giggled "That silly. He look like Daddy…kinda, and he wear Dalton clothes."

"So, he was Horsey Boy?"

"No, Man…like Daddy and Ash."

"Not Mr. John?"

"He too old."

"You sayin' Horsey Man, who kinda looked like your daddy, was wearin' one of them rich-boy Dalton uniforms in your not bad dream?"

"Yes"

"Ok, what did Horsey Man want you to be doin'?"

"Tell Daddy I want new home to has horseys and he and Ash need to find Horsey Man to come live with us and take care of them."

Now Nana was the one who was a little spooked. It was a running joke within the Henderson family ever since Blaine bought Bella the 2 fillies, Kara and Lena, he would also have to buy her a farm and hire a live-in farm hand to run the place. But they had never said any of it in front of Bella or their girls.

Jessie, Jamie and Jenny knew the horses had been sold, it was part of farm life, but not to Blaine as Bella's birthday present. They'd never be able to keep the secret.

"Do ya want to be askin' for a farm with horseys as your new home?"

"Super-duper much"

"Then watcha problem, Pumpkin?"

"Daddy and Ash 'pose to find Horsey Man but he says they look wrong and don't say how."

"Your Daddy and Seb are already lookin' for him? Did he be tellin' you why or somthin' useful like his name?"

"He don't say, and I yell Come Back cuz all I hear he say his name is is K."

Notes:

I never technically said K DIDN'T stand for Killer or that K WASN'T Blaine. I asked if you really thought I'd make it that easy…and it isn't.

Like Blaine stated, they skipped a lot of steps and went to the good stuff. This chapter is somewhat shorter than others but it didn't feel right weighing it down with "The Talk"

In my original plan for Kurt's secret…Kurt finds out Blaine's at Dalton and shows up unexpectedly as quarantine ends (with the ND) to do a "Blaine-style proposal but no one knows it's a proposal they think it's a please forgive me and let's have a vow renewal" at the staircase to win his heart back. You know, what Trent predicted. Things don't go to plan, of course.

Blaine then figures everything out on his own from what little he knows and the bits and pieces of information Sebastian and Kurt yell at each other. There was also a part with Nana and a shot gun. May find a way to keep that.

The "No Regrets" speech was the explanation Blaine gave in Chapter 5 for why he felt he could no longer be a Warbler.

The words Blaine heard Sam say in his head about "Deserving to be happy" are from the last chapter.