Summary: Blaine gets the shock of his life when he finally figures out the message of Lord Sebbington…at least one of them.

Notes: Here, DEH comes out before Hamilton. I know it is really the other way around.

Blending in was more difficult than Lord Sebbington anticipated. Not even the out-of-date, public stenched clothing he was wearing could hide his dashingly handsome good looks. There was one girl in particular he couldn't seem to rid himself of. He had to admit, he was curious as she was wearing a dress similar to the ugly ones the New Directions girls were forced to wear but didn't have a mask.

When she opened her mouth to speak his curiosity vanished. The masks were not only to hide their beauty but muffle their voices.

"I am the Countess Sugar of the House Motta. You wear Castle McKinley clothes and yet I do not remember you. And trust me, I would remember you."

"I am L…Seb, just Seb. I am from the Kingdom of Columbus. The horse I was handling became frightened and droppings were splattered upon the clothing I arrived in. Two ladies dressed similar to you were kind and gave me these clothes to change into."

Countess Sugar took a step back. "You are saying you are a mere Stable Squire?" She turned and motioned to others Lord Sebbington didn't recognize but wore the same uniform as Hudson and his Henchmen. "Mike! Artie! This lowly Stable Squire is someplace he has no standing to be!"

Lord Sebbington turned and ran into the nearest building…did he mention is blazing speed from years of playing Lacrosse? He raced to the top floor and hid in a room at the end of the hall. A few moments later he heard the henchmen through the door. They attempted to open it, but failed and left.

"I wondered when I would see you again."

How had he not seen Prince Blaine standing next to the window? "Your Highness, my apologizes…"

"My name is Blaine. I haven't been Prince…my name is just Blaine. And who are you?"

There was a profound sadness in the Prince's voice but it was still as beautiful as he remembered. "Lord Sebbington of Paris."

"And for what do you seek forgiveness, Lord Sebbington of Paris? Entering my room without notice or attempting to blind me?"

"It would be foolish of me to beg forgiveness for injuring you."

"Why? Did you receive pleasure in watching me fall to the ground in pain?"

"Quite the opposite. Your screams will live with me forever. I cannot beg forgiveness from you because I will never forgive myself."

As much as Blaine had never forgiven himself for leaving Dalton, Sebastian never forgave himself for the Slushie. They each dealt with it in individual therapy (Quinn and Wes respectively) but maybe it was time to work on it together.

Prince Blaine walked away and looked out the small window. When he turned back, it was as if all the sadness was gone. "Let's see if you can't rescue me properly this time."

Lord Sebbington was confused. "You are ready to come back to Castle Dalton?"

"Yes. When Lady Brittany healed my eye with her unicorn magic, I could finally see things clearly. I know Kurt is a dragon and Queen…wait, Kurt is a dragon. And he had the Wizard Schuester put a dark magic spell on the door. How did you get in?"

"I don't understand. I just opened it. It wasn't locked."

Prince Blaine walked forward and took Lord Sebbington's hands in his. "Kurt had the Wizard Schuester put on a spell that the door could only be opened by my true love since he believes it is him."

"But I opened the door." It took Lord Sebbington a moment before he realized… "That means I am your true love."

"I believe it does." Prince Blaine then gave Lord Sebbington the most amazing kiss he had ever received.

"Which is probably a good thing" Lord Sebbington said through his smile once they parted. "Especially since King Cooper promised me your hand in marriage if I rescued you."

"My brother did what?!"

Over at the Grand Joust, the final match was down to the Kingdom of Lima's I'm-No-Lady Knight Sylvester and the Kingdom of Westerville's Golden Knight. Evil Drama Queen Rachel was not happy. "I am not happy!" she yelled at her Henchman Hudson. "If Westerville wins, I will lose everything!"

"My Queen…"

"I will not lose Blaine! Stop this by any means necessary!"

Henchman Hudson looked perplexed, perhaps even dumbfounded. "My Queen? Do you love singing with Blaine more than you love me?" Evil Drama Queen Rachel froze. Henchman Hudson believed his words had reached her heart and the love she secretly felt for him.

He was wrong

"How can you be so selfish?! Can you not see my pain?! You are useless! Bring me Hummel! We have no time and HE will be able to keep Blaine here to sing with me!"

Henchman Hudson left to do her bidding but before finding Hummel he was hailed by his newest recruit, Rory. "Hudson! Sir!"

"What is the problem?"

"I thought I saw Lady Brittany out of uniform and when I went to ask Sam if he saw her as well, he was gone. I have not been able to find him."

"Hold on…if Sam is missing and you are here with me, who is guarding the unicorn magic?"

While Hudson and Rory rushed to where the magic was being kept, Evil Drama Queen Rachel had Puckerman escort her to the stands. She was pleased to see Hummel in her Royal Box. She was not pleased to see King Cooper.

"King Cooper, what are you doing here?"

"I was informed this is from where I am to watch the final joust. This way when my Golden Knight wins, you can immediately grant me my wish. We both know what it will be, so where is my brother?"

"He wants nothing to do with you!" Hummel hissed.

"YOU are the last per…individual I would trust. I will never believe my brother doesn't want to see me unless I hear it from him!"

There was no time for response when the trumpets blared signifying it was time for the final joust.

"Hear ye! Hear ye!" the weaselly little Crier bellowed to get the crowd's attention. "I, JBI, am here to introduce our final joust of the day between the Kingdom of Westerville…"

*thunderous cheering*

"…and our very own Kingdom of McKinley!"

*minimal cheering*

"Why is no one cheering?" Evil Drama Queen Rachel asked Hummel but he was not paying attention. She followed his eyeline and gasped as she saw two peopled headed toward the bleachers…holding hands.

"Squirt!" King Cooper yelled as he ran out of the Royal Box.

"Coop!" Prince Blaine let go of Lord Sebbington's hand and crashed into his brother's arms. It was obvious to all witnessing the reunion that the brothers loved each other very much.

Members of the New Directions were immediately confused as they realized they had been lied to about Blaine's arrival at Castle McKinley. They were even more confused when Westerville's Golden Knight dismounted and removed her helmet.

"Santana?!" Evil Drama Queen Rachel screamed as she watched Lady Santana and Lady Brittany reunite in front of the Royal Box.

Lady Santana ignored her. She could see from Lady Brittany's smile she and Wesley the Wise had found her unicorn magic but something, or more like someone, was missing. "Where's Sam?"

Lady Brittany pointed over by Lord Sebbington where Wesley the Wise was standing with not only Sam but Lady Quinn. "I think there is someone else who is going to want to come to Westerville with us" she giggled. Suddenly, the joy on her face was gone. "San! They were right! He really is a dragon!"

Chaos broke loose as Hummel in dragon form grew to over 20 feet tall. It abruptly stopped when he let out his high-pitch screech and everyone not wearing ear protection doubled in pain…including Lady Santana.

"Her ear protection must of come loose in one of the jousts" Lord Sebbington stated as the Warblers ran to protect Prince Blaine. They were not going to let Hummel get to him again. "Warblers, get King Cooper, Prince Blaine, Lady Quinn and Wesley the Wise away from here. Sam, you get Lady Brittany and I'll get Lady Santana."

"No, my love" Prince Blaine begged. "I just found you."

"And I promise we will have a long and happy life together but I must go." Lord Sebbington did not look back fearing he would not be able to resist Prince Blaine's puppy-dog eyes. He already knew he would never be able to say "no" to them.

Oh no, there was only one pair of puppy-dog eyes his husband could never say no to and they belonged to Miss Alexandra Samantha Anderson-Smythe.

Just because they were wearing ear coverings didn't mean those protected couldn't hear the high-pitched screech. At some point, Lord Sebbington swore he heard a pattern. "Does he think he's singing?" he shouted once he and Sam reached the Ladies.

"He does" Sam yelled back as Lady Brittany nodded her agreement.

Lord Sebbington reclaimed his trusty sword from Lady Santana's side and began to remove her armor. She was too heavy for him to move on his own and the horses were affected in the same way as the humans. "Help me get her out of this!"

The three of them tried valiantly but did not have the proper tools.

Then, from out of nowhere, Lord Sebbington heard the most beautiful voice he had ever heard…No! The Warblers were supposed to get Prince Blaine away from Hummel!

Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
Want to vanish inside your kiss

"What is he doing?" Lord Sebbington asked.

"Hummel has said this is his and Prince Blaine's song of true love" Lady Brittany told him. "Prince Blaine must believe it will calm him."

"But I am Prince Blaine's true love."

Sam pointed to the expression on Hummel's face. He had calmed down considerably "I don't think he has received the message."

Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you, until the end of time

Hummel closed his eyes and attempted to harmonize his high-pitched screech with Prince Blaine's beautiful voice.

Lord Sebbington felt himself becoming ill.

Come what may, come what may
I will love you, until my dying day

Assured the dragon's eyes were closed, Prince Blaine grabbed Lord Sebbington's sword and stabbed it into Hummel. It shattered his dragon form into a million pieces, leaving his human form laying unclothed on the ground. Thankfully, two of King Cooper's King's Guard had recovered and drug him away to answer questions in the abduction of Prince Blaine…and hopefully to find some clothes.

Seriously, Seb? THIS was the Kurt story you wanted to put on paper? It wasn't like he was ever going to forget Opening Night of Moulin Rogue when Kurt was outside the back stage door and security had to drag him off because he was drunk and yelling how he only did the musical so he could sing their song every night. It didn't matter that they had been split for over 5 years and he was married AND had a toddler at home. No, evidently, he had spent a year and a half of his life getting this musical ready for Broadway because he wanted to send a signal to his ex…ok, ok, Blaine. Let it go…let it go.

Maybe he should schedule one last therapy session with Quinn before he left. At least before he had to see Kurt this summer for the 10 year anniversary of the combined New Directions/Warbler win at Nationals.

There was no more time to think as his phone rang with a FaceTime call from Sebastian. "Uh-oh, am I in trouble? How far did you get?"

"Come What May"

"It's funny."

"Sure, it's funny" Blaine retorted sarcastically. "You didn't think it was funny that night or the next morning when you and Jess broke into the loft at 6AM and took shearing scissors to half his wardrobe."

"We didn't break in. It wasn't our fault Hummel and Berry never changed the locks and you have this thing about saving a key from every place you've ever lived."

His final break-up with Kurt had been pretty epic. Kurt was struggling to find work on Broadway after graduating NYADA. Then came the announcement Ben was leaving DEH and Kurt went to the open audition. Blaine was sure it would be a disaster so he went down to the theater to support him when it was over. While he waited, he talked with two really nice guys who wound up being the show's composers.

A week later he got a call from Benj saying they knew he had a year left in school but Evan was his if he wanted it. Kurt didn't take the news well and said if he took the part their engagement was off.

Blaine still kicks himself that he actually took a day to think about it.

Literally, the day after he moved out of the loft, he literally ran into Sebastian at a coffee shop. It would have been easy to fall into a relationship (or at least bed) but Sebastian insisted Blaine take the time to mourn the loss of his first love. It took six months for Blaine to be sure Kurt was finally out of his system and to celebrate he asked Sebastian on a real date.

They never looked back.

Unfortunately, six months was the same amount of time Kurt needed to decide breaking off the engagement was a mistake and he wanted to win Blaine back.

Oh…

"This was to remind me that I shouldn't let Kurt get to me since I've already Slayed the dragon."

After Sebastian and Jess destroyed Kurt's clothes, he threatened to have them arrested. Blaine went to the loft and told him if he did it, he would get a restraining order. It would be easy with the way videos of Kurt's back door meltdown had gone viral. Also, besides being banned at his and Sebastian's theaters, which he already was after his stunt, he would ask a personal favor from all other shows on Broadway to do the same. Not only would Kurt never get another audition, he wouldn't be able to buy a ticket to get in.

No charges were filed.

"Well, I'd prefer you not use the words Kurt and slayed in the same sentence, but yes…partly. There's another message but you're not there yet."

"There's more?"

"The rest of the story is Lord Sebbington and Prince Blaine kissing and everyone cheering until you get to the last line."

Blaine looked down and smiled. "We have lived Happily Ever After."

"Damn straight we have." There was a knock at Sebastian's door. "That's room service. Why don't you get your laptop and we'll move this to Skype so I can eat and talk at the same time."

"Ok, but where's the rest of the message?"

"Turn the page. See you in a few. Love you."

He didn't turn the page until his laptop was ready to go. When he did, he found a drawing of the characters back at Dalton Castle with a few additions. King Cooper was joined by Queen Jill and Prince Paul. Wesley the Wise was with Lady Quinn, holding Prince Blaine's Godson, Aaron. Sam gained a new friend who looked just like Jesse, and they were standing with Lady Santana, Lady Brittany and Baby Josh.

The biggest addition was to Castle Dalton…the Anderson-Smythe Performing Arts Hall. Blaine ran his fingers over the name, so proud of what he and Sebastian were doing.

Ten years later, Dalton was still rebuilding from the fire, although bigger and better than ever. However, Blaine and Sebastian wanted to do something more so they asked a few of their famous friends if they would help with a fund raiser. On a warm late summer night, their little concert in Central Park raised enough money to not only build the Hall but put in state-of-the-art equipment.

They were honored when the Board of Governors wanted to name the building after them.

The 10 year anniversary party of the joint New Directions/Warbler first Nationals win was being held after the announcement. Mr. Schuester and Sam were presenting duplicate trophies of all the wins the Refugees (as the displaced Warblers originally called themselves) participated in which meant Kurt and Rachel would be there as well.

Technically, they didn't have to be, and could have just gone to the party but, no. They had to put themselves…Sebastian's face appearing on his computer screen distracted Blaine from his rant. "Hi, Handsome. That sandwich looks good."

"It is. Now, did you find the other message?"

"Is it about the building? Sam did a good job of copying the architect's sketches. When did he have the time?"

This was Sam's final year of coaching McKinley's Glee Club. As much as he loved what he was doing, since he didn't have a teaching degree, it would always be a job and not a career. That was why when his online comics took off he decided to take the chance and go all in, including moving with them to LA.

He was also going to write songs with Blaine for his new television show. When Ryan first pitched the concept, the teacher had Broadway aspirations. That reminded Blaine a little too much of someone from his past so, he suggested the teacher also be a struggling song writer instead. Ryan liked it but then unexpectedly said something about one original per show…and Blaine should write them.

Sebastian, Cooper and Jess accused him of manipulating the uber-producer into doubling his opportunities for the E in his EGOT. Blaine could honestly say he had NOT done at the time BUT…

What could he say? He had a bet with his friend Cynthia over who could get one first.

"It's not the building. Look again."

Blaine quickly realized the only part he hadn't gone over was the drawing of Lord Sebbington and Prince Blaine. There was also Princess Alexandra and…and…and OH SHIT!

Standing next to the drawing of Alexandra were two little boys who looked just like Sebastian.

"Seb, why are there two…? I mean, I thought…? You said the doctor couldn't tell the sex at the ultrasound and they told us only one egg attached!"

"Surprise...and only one egg did attach, but it split. Those twin terrors are going to be identical mini-Sebbingtons."

To make their lives even more complicated, a year earlier, they decided it was time to add their desired second child to the family. Their surrogate was in LA, where they would be at the time of the birth but it had made things complicated in the beginning. However, Sebastian was able to make the end of 1st trimester ultrasound due to his show being on its West Coast swing. Blaine was beyond jealous and told him...oh.

"This was your big, dramatic, over-the-top way of telling me we're going to add not one but two little princes to our story?"

"Isn't that what you wanted?"

"No, yes, yes…the book is perfect. It's just…what are we going to do Seb? Twins!"

"Think of it this way. We don't have to decide between Devon and Daniel anymore."

"Or Jess or Wes as Godfather" Blaine sighed. "So, Devon Wesley and Daniel Jesse?"

"To go with Alexandra Samantha? I love it. Keep the Godfather's name as middle name tradition."

"I hope Quinn and Britt take it better than Tana did since they're boys."

"Santana has no problem with her Goddaughter's name."

"She wore black to the Christening, Seb."

Sebastian laughed, remembering Blaine's reaction when he saw her walk into the church. "You know it was all for show. She loves our little girl likes she's her own. The same way you love Josh and Aaron. And let's not forget our nephew, Paul."

"You do too. Face it, Sebastian Anderson-Smythe, you might be the most sought-after choreographer in show business, but you are first and foremost a family man. And you have built yourself quite the family."

"We've built ourselves quite the family. I can still hear my mother cackling about someday wanting me to have a son just like me. Now, I'll have two."

"Your mother doesn't cackle and I'm thrilled our sons will be just like you."

"Remember that when they're 15."

15

Blaine's entire demeanor changed. "You sneaky Son-of-a bitch. Why are our sons wearing tiny Dalton uniforms in the drawing?"

"Because they're the Princes…"

"Oh, no. This whole thing is about you wanting to send our sons to Dalton. We made a deal…no private school. Not a one, but aTWO blow job deal!"

Sebastian leaned back on the sofa he was on and took a deep breath. He had prepared for this. "I understand B, but listen to me. This isn't about the boys going to Dalton, which I do want by the way. This is about you having to finally deal with your guilt of leaving Dalton for Kurt and then losing yourself in that relationship, just as I have to forgive myself for the Slushie. We are two highly successful, ridiculously happily married men but those two things are always there. They are a part of our story."

Blaine closed his eyes and tried to prevent the tears. He failed. "Why now?"

"I talked a lot about it with Wes after I found out Hummel and Berry weaseled their way into invites for the building dedication. Although, since Dalton hasn't announced the name…"

"Seb…"

"Right. So, with the people we have in our life…Sam, Tana, Britt, Wes, Quinn, Jess…we're always going to have ties back to Dalton and McKinley. We can't ignore the things that happened then go to an event and be afraid someone is going to say something to one of the kids." Sebastian could see the panic wash over Blaine's face. "Before you have a heart attack, Britt and Tana are leaving Josh with Britt's parents and are on Keep Alexandra away from Hummel duty."

Damn it! Sometimes Blaine really, really hated how smart his husband was. He looked again at the drawing, at the family…the entire family, he and Sebastian had built. They were the only people who mattered. Well, and his mom. They'd have to get Grammy Pammy into Lord Sebbington…

"Wait, you've been telling our daughter this story every night? Seb…"

"Oh, hell no. I mean, yes, I tell her the obvious attributes of Lord Sebbington and of course, Prince Blaine. But, if you're asking, no, she won't think Hummel's a dragon. And she knows nothing of a magic potion hitting Prince Blaine's eye. Seriously, B, she's asleep 10 minutes after I start. We never get very far."

"What! It takes me at least an hour to get her to sleep at night! Stop laughing!"

Sebastian was laughing so hard he took a couple of minutes, finishing his sandwich and tea, to help calm himself. "It takes you so long because you have Sam's Adventures of Nightbird and the Blond Chameleon comic books with all the pretty pictures. You not only read them, you act them out with all the voices and boom, zap, pow noises. I make shit up off the top of my head and tell the story in that tone of French that makes you swoon. You know that's worked to put her to sleep ever since she was born."

"Must be the Anderson DNA."

"Must be, so my guess is you'll have to figure out what works for Devon and Daniel."

Blaine felt a rush of pure joy. It was the first time either of them had referred to the boys by their names. It made it so much more real. It made something else more real as well.

There would be opportunities to discuss the hard stuff later. He knew they wouldn't let it fall through the cracks this time.

"You know, we're going to have lots of help but in six months we will have 3 children."

"Yes…"

"And we will both be in the first season of our TV shows."

Sebastian finally caught on. "Are you saying that we need to make sure we take every moment we can for ourselves?"

Blaine put the book aside, faked a yawn and stretch then leaned back against his headboard. "Tell me a bedtime story and use that tone of French that makes me swoon."

"Anything in particular?"

"Yeah, I want to hear all about Lord Sebbington's enchanted sword and how it was known to plow through men."

Notes:

Come What May (Glee Version): Baerwald, David Francis; Gilbert, Kevin M 2013

Got a little angstier than I planned but I liked the idea of Sebastian using something completely outside of the box for Blaine to see his side of the "story" (Yeah, the pun was bad)

Funny that a 2018 fic is my final fic of 2020. See you in the New Year everyone and thank you to all those who took the time to read what I wrote…the good, the bad and the ugly.