Characters: Blaine & Sebastian, Blaine's parents, Sam, Thad, Cooper, Puck

Rating: M (but only a little bit)

Summary: Blaine takes time throughout Thanksgiving Day to spend time with each person at the house. Sebastian takes his role as boyfriend very seriously.

Note: When my computer went down I continued to write, but with pen and paper. Who knew those still worked :). My only problem was that it was impossible to keep an accurate word count. So, SURPRISE! Here is part two of the previous chapter.

For those that are unaware, Black Friday is the day after US Thanksgiving where most retail stores have good sales to start the Christmas shopping season. The majority of the stores open ridiculously early. For example, every year I go to a sock sale that starts at 4 AM. Yes, I said socks. Don't judge me.

Puck

Puck planned to go home after breakfast but stayed to participate in the Annual Anderson Family Touch Football Thanksgiving Bowl. After it finished, he said goodbye to everyone else but asked Blaine to walk him out.

"Dude, that game was epic although the word touch needs to go. No wonder your mom wouldn't let Sebastian and Thad play. I couldn't believe it when she took Cooper down like that. And she's smaller than you!"

"I told you we wanted her on our team and I'm 5'8''. I can't help it if all of my friends are freakishly tall. And yes, if Bas or Thad got hurt before their game, their coach would have been pissed. Now, what did you want to talk about?"

"Kurt always said that your dad had issues with you being gay and that your parents were never home. That doesn't jive with the people I met."

Blaine subtlety shook his head as he thought of a way to explain. He acknowledged that a lot of Kurt's opinion was his fault "Consider the source, but yes, when I came out my father wasn't happy. However, it wasn't because I was gay like I thought. It was that I was 14 years old and gay in Ohio. Then with what happened to me after Sadie Hawkins…well, you can probably guess. I actually didn't know any of this until he told me in family therapy a few weeks ago. As for my parents never being home, they have demanding jobs that do take them away a lot, but not as much as Kurt thought. They just didn't like him so I pretty much only brought him around when they weren't home."

"Can I ask a question about the therapy?" Blaine motioned for Puck to go on "I heard you say that you are in therapy. Is that different than your family therapy?"

"Yes, I go to individual therapy two days a week as well" Blaine admitted.

"And it helps? I mean, no offense, but I like this you much better than the you from last year."

"No offense taken, I like me much better now too. So yeah, it has really helped" Blaine was unsure where Puck wanted to go with this so he asked "What's up Puck?"

"I know he's not your favorite person but I think Finn is depressed. He broke up with Rachel, then got kicked out of the Army and when Artie asked him to help direct the play he said something about how his future sucked. Now Glee is over and I'm kind of worried. Do you think he should go to therapy?"

"Therapy is a personal choice, but you probably know him better than anyone other than his mom or maybe Rachel. If you're that concerned, talk to him. Not to sound selfish, but now you really do have a reason to keep an eye on him."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't want you to kick my ass."

"Why would I kick your ass?" Blaine wanted clarification because Puck had said the same thing earlier.

"You know, the consequences if I break the Blood Oath."

Blaine started to laugh "Oh Puck, let me introduce you to the world of entitled prep school boys."

Cooper

"So, your therapist is your friend Trent's mom and you have no problem discussing Kurt with her?"

Blaine was appreciative of Cooper's attempts to understand what was going on with him, but he had tried for the last hour to explain things and now he was exhausted "Please call her Molly and not Trent's mom. It helps me differentiate between my therapist and the woman that likes to bake cookies for the Warblers."

"Got it! And it's ok for me to go to family therapy on Saturday?"

"Yes, because you are family, stupid. Just stay on topic and don't make it all about you. I have to get to Sebastian's Lacrosse game after that."

"Ah, the new boyfriend. I like him a lot better than the last one."

"Me too."

A memory made Cooper smile "At least this one picks out better clothes for you."

"Ha-ha, very funny. Now, how did your talk with Dad go?"

"You mean the annual Cooper what the hell are you doing with your life talk? My least favorite tradition of Thanksgiving? Not great, but I do understand where he's coming from. I didn't piss him off too much if that's what you wanted to find out" Cooper looked at the clock and saw that he had delayed Blaine long enough "You better go. It's your turn."

Dad (and a little Mom)

"Dad" Blaine was stunned as he was handed the keys to a new truck "This is too much."

"It is the least we could do for Sam. Oh, here's the insurance card and a gas card." Mr. Anderson started to chuckle as he saw how flabbergasted his son was "Blaine, I am the CFO of the Ford Motor Company. Getting my hands on a truck was no problem. Hell, the other executives get vehicles for their families all of the time. Speaking of that…" he threw Blaine another set of keys "I got you a matching one, different color of course."

"Dad…"

"Blaine listen to me. Your mom and I will never be able to thank Sam for everything he has done for you, for us. He was the one that forced you to see how depressed you really were. What that supposed relationship you had with Kurt…no, I won't go there. Most of all, you know you would still be at McKinley because you told him you would stay. He's the one that told you to get your ass back to Dalton."

"Still Dad…"

"We want Sam around, and since he won't move in with us, we want him to come here whenever he wants. Plus, it will make it easier for him to visit his family in Kentucky. By the way, we told his parents about this and they said to call if he had an issue accepting the truck."

Blaine smiled and anticipated that would be the case "That's not what I was talking about. Dad, I don't need a new truck. I mean, thank you so much and I can't believe you thought to get me a truck. It wouldn't necessarily be seen as something I would drive but just the other day the guys and I talked about how we wished we had a truck." Blaine wasn't about to admit that it was to take some new fight equipment to the Out Building.

"But Dad, I already have a car."

"I know, but it was your mom's…"

"Dad" Blaine interrupted "I meant the Fastback."

"Oh" Mr. Anderson was speechless for one of the few times in his life. The Fastback was the 1966 Mustang Fastback that he got to rebuild with Blaine.

The car Blaine thought he got to make him turn straight.

"Maybe we could work on it over Christmas Break?" Blaine suggested.

"Of course" his father tried not to sound too enthusiastic "I'll get it out of storage and have one of the guys give it a diagnostic so we know where to start. But Blaine, the truck is still yours."

"I don't want break this up, but Blaine your friends and boyfriend are all on the phone with their parents. It's your turn to help in the kitchen" Mrs. Anderson had walked into the room just in time to hear the tail end of the conversation.

Blaine stood up to leave "Thanks dad. Thank you so much. You better be prepared for an overwhelmed Sam" Blaine then realized he had two sets of keys in his hands "How will I know which one is mine?"

"Yours is Dalton blue."

Once Blaine was out of the room, Mrs. Anderson went to her husband and pulled him into a hug "Did he say what I think he said?"

"Pammy, he wants to finish the car. I can't believe it. Since he returned to Dalton, it's like he's a different person. How did we not see how depressed he was?"

"We weren't looking for it and he was very good at hiding how he felt. But yes, we're his parents and I will always live with the guilt that I did not notice. I had hoped the family therapy would help but I never expected this" she reached up and used her thumb to wipe a tear from her husband's cheek "Christmas came early for you, didn't it?"

"Absolutely, but this was more than I ever could have wished for."

Thad

Thad finished his call first and went back to the kitchen to find Blaine. When Blaine saw him, he convinced his mom to take a break. He and Thad had tried all day to get five minutes together.

"Did you get ahold of Jeff?" Blaine asked once his mom was gone.

"He couldn't really talk, but he'll be home tomorrow afternoon so I'm going to stay at his house tomorrow night. We thought it made more sense for me to tell him everything in person" Thad looked left and right to assure they were alone "Sorry you came back to this, but if you didn't we probably wouldn't have found out about the leak. Not to mention everything that went down with Hunter. Hell, we could all be strung out on steroids by now."

"Hey, no matter what, you guys were too smart to ever let Clarington talk you into taking steroids. And I was the one that said Let's start a fight club, so whatever happens is pretty much on me. You know if things go bad, I'm going to protect you guys like Bas did after Slushie-gate."

"Number one, we wouldn't let that happen. Number two, you were gone for an entire year so there's literally no way for you to take all of the blame. Plus, Nick and I were the only ones that ever touched the money. I still can't believe I told Sebastian that I put a thousand dollars on you at the last fight. What if someone heard me?"

Blaine had wondered why as well. After that you don't talk about fight club, the next strictest rule was that those on staff, and especially the Rules Council, NEVER bet on the fights. That way there was no chance of being accused that the fights were rigged.

"Why did you do it?"

"I wanted to calm Sebastian down and prove to him that I had faith in Wolverine."

The answer caused Blaine to let out a snort as he tried to contain his laughter "Yeah, if you bet that kind of money it should have been a sign. For someone that comes from a family of billionaires, you're notoriously tight with your money."

"I am not…ok, yes I am" Thad admitted. He really couldn't deny it since it was a running joke amongst his friends.

This time Blaine assured they were still alone "The more Puck said we were like the mob, the more I saw how it could look like that."

"We are not the mob" Thad told him "We are bookies or run an illegal gambling operation, one or the other. Oh, and don't forget that we pretty much have everyone that works at Dalton, who is not a teacher or administrator, on our payroll. But at least it's for a good cause."

"Yeah, who would have guessed our attempt to get control of betting would make us hardened criminals?" Blaine was joking, but not by much "How much more do we need to get David through law school?"

"We've got it all covered."

That fact surprised Blaine. When they started to take in money, they decided to use the profits to pay David's way through college and law school. Even though he had been on a full-ride scholarship to Dalton, that didn't matter to the rest of their group. He was one of them and they would make sure that he had every opportunity the rest of them had.

David's acceptance to Columbia made their plan a little trickier since it was one of the most expensive universities in the country. However, they were somehow able to pull it off. Wes knew the truth, but David thought he had earned a scholarship that he couldn't remember he applied for.

"How did we make enough money?" Blaine asked.

"When you weren't there to fight we actually made more money. People don't bet on your fights because it's pointless to bet against you, even though we give outrageous odds. The only reason we had bets on you at the last fight was because Hunter was stupid enough to bet ten grand on himself" Thad thought about everything he had just said and asked "So, we don't really need to hold any more fights, do we?"

Blaine thought about it too but soon realized that wasn't an option "The best way for us to draw Toby and Wyatt in is with another fight. And we can't have a fight without taking bets because outside betting would happen and we have no control over that. That's the whole reason we started to take bets in the first place."

"You know Blaine, when the shit hits the fan there will need to be consequences or others will believe they could talk too."

"I know" Blaine sighed. While they had always been quick to throw out the threat of consequences, they had only done it once "Earlier I explained to Puck that consequences didn't mean I would break his legs."

"Ah, you explained Connections to him."

"You mean the fact that any one of the Senior Warblers could make one or two phone calls and basically ruin someone's life? The truest definitions of It's not what you know, it's who you know and Once a Warbler, Always a Warbler. Yeah, I did. Oh, but I was quick to point out that Kurt was an exception to the Warbler rule."

They heard Blaine's mom so Thad quickly added "You know there is someone to talk to about all of this. You'll see Sugar tomorrow, right?"

Sam & Sebastian

After dinner, clean-up and everyone moaning for an hour that they had eaten too much, Sam was surprised with his new truck. Blaine's prediction that he would be overwhelmed was not even close to Sam's actual reaction. Mr. Anderson told him about his talk with his parents which helped calm him a little bit, but not much.

Blaine suggested that they go talk in his room so that there wouldn't be as many people around. Sam agreed, but then Blaine realized that he had not talked to Sebastian about it beforehand. Not that he needed his permission, but Sebastian had issues the night before with Blaine and Sam being alone in his room. On his way back into the house, he asked Sebastian if he was ok. He assured Blaine that he was but expected boyfriend privileges later.

Oops!

As Blaine walked closer to speak into his ear, Sebastian began to panic when he saw him turn immediately into Bad Ass Blaine. Bad Ass Blaine who got a thrill out of public dirty talk. Who often left him in some state of debauchery and didn't care who else was around.

But he was prepared this time. After a talk with Sam earlier, Sebastian had a new boner prevention image to try.

"That's right. I forgot all about the hand job that I had promised you" Blaine said in that voice that made all of the blood in Sebastian's head go south "Is that why you wouldn't sit next to me at dinner?"

Blaine and Rachel kissing. Blaine and Rachel kissing. Blaine and Rachel kissing.

Blaine did know that it wasn't the time to toy with his boyfriend. He gave Sebastian a wink and then headed off with Sam, but not before he promised that he would take care of things later.

Twenty minutes passed and Blaine and Sam were sitting on Blaine's bed, but they hadn't said anything. Sam just stared at the keys in his hand. Finally, he asked "What does a CFO do?"

"He keeps track of all of the money for the company" Blaine had a way to explain everything that Sam appreciated.

"Wow."

"You're right, it is wow. Are you ok?"

"Your parents just gave me a fucking brand new truck that my parents told me I had to accept or it would be rude. Oh yeah, I'm pretty fucking ok." Now all Sam could do was laugh and it didn't take long for Blaine to join him. It took a while to stop, but once they finished, Sam was out of his stupor.

"I'll go ahead and drive it back to Lima tomorrow. Burt called me earlier to ask if there was any way I could come back early to help with the Black Friday event at the shop. If I had known about the truck, I would have given a definite yes instead of probably. I'll text him later, but I'm going to leave the truck for a surprise."

"Oh, I forgot about the Black Friday event. No wonder he wanted me to meet him at the shop."

"Why did you want to meet so early?" Sam asked.

"Because I know Kurt and he will still be shopping. I have no desire to deal with him. He'll head back to New York soon enough."

As if on cue, Sam received a text from Puck who had had dinner at the Hudmel's "Holy Shit! Blaine, you have to see this."

Blaine looked at the text in disbelief "Kurt left his internship and plans to come back to Lima? That makes no sense. He couldn't get to New York fast enough."

Puck sent a constant stream of information "Kurt said that he knew the internship was only for two months but had hoped he could get it extended. He also said he had given up on NYADA and planned to apply to the Fashion Institute for the fall semester."

Blaine got up to grab his phone "This seriously makes no sense. I'm going to text Rachel, but not come out and ask so I can see if she knows anything. After all, Kurt is her roommate and if he leaves, she'll have to find someone to pay half of the rent. Although, after yesterday it might be a good thing for the two of them to not live together anymore. Ok, so Rachel knows but said that Kurt had not said a word about this to her. She had found out from Puck too. That's really shitty for Kurt to do."

Sam put down his phone "Brittany told me something that happened at Sectionals. Santana told her that when the Warblers started to sing I Want You Back, Kurt asked if anyone thought the song was from you, asking him to get back together."

"Well, he's fucking delusional if he thinks for one second that will happen. Bas is my boyfriend now" Blaine's face went blank "Oh fuck, Bas is my boyfriend now. He will freak when I tell him this. And my parents! Oh my god, I have to tell my parents!"

"Calm down Blaine" Sam tried to tell him, although he knew it would do no good "Tell Sebastian, but hold off on your parents until tomorrow. I'm sure we will find out more information when we are at the shop in the morning."

Blaine sat down in his desk chair and sighed "No, I better tell them now. I know I've said this already, but this just makes no sense."

"Do you think he possibly found out about how when you talked to your therapist you changed your point of view about cheating on him?"

"I don't see how. The only people I told were my parents, you, Bas and Cooper. I only told Bas yesterday and Cooper today."

"Why don't you go tell Sebastian and probably Thad so he can help keep your new main squeeze from freaking out. I'll stay here because I'm pretty sure the New Directions gossip line will soon be in full effect. Take your phone and I'll text you if I need you to come back."

Sebastian

"That son of a bitch did what?!" Sebastian did not take the news of Kurt's return to Lima well.

"Will you calm down" Thad was on the phone with his grandparents so Blaine was on his own "We don't have all of the information yet so there is nothing we can do right now."

Sebastian started to pace and mutter in French. At any other time, Blaine would have found it incredibly sexy "Bas, it's not a big deal. The person this will affect the most is Sam since they'll be living in the same house again."

"I'm not giving you up!" Sebastian blurted out "I know we have only been boyfriends for" he turned and looked at the clock on the wall "ten hours, but you are mine. You wrote me the song. Hell, the title of the song is You and Me. Bas and Blaine."

"Bas…" Blaine had never seen him like this. It was almost heartbreaking.

It was even more heartbreaking when the yelling stopped and Sebastian said in a tiny, almost fragile voice "You told me you were in."

Blaine walked over and wrapped his arms around him "I am your boyfriend. I wrote You and Me for you. I told you I was in, but you told me that you were in first. Most of all Bas, I don't want Kurt. I want you. Ok?"

That answer seemed to calm Sebastian down but then Blaine added "Again, there's nothing we can do about it tonight. I'll find out more when I go see Burt…" he knew he had made a mistake the moment Burt's name left his lips.

"Oh, no no no no no! You are not meeting with Hummel's father tomorrow!"

"Bas, you know I need to try and get information about what Hunter said."

"Then I'm going with you."

"We've been over this" Several times, Blaine reminded himself "There is not enough time for you to go to Lima with me and be back at Dalton in time for your Lacrosse practice."

Blaine's phone went off to notify him he had a text "It's Sam. Nothing to do with Kurt. His parents called and want to talk to me" He put his phone down to reach up and put his hands on Sebastian's face. He brought him down for a kiss and said "Everything will be alright. I'll be back in a few minutes."

Frustrated at the situation, Sebastian plopped down on the couch only to realize he had sat on Blaine's phone. That gave him an idea. It took a couple of attempts to guess Blaine's password but the number he wanted was easy to find once he did.

"Hello, Santana. No, this is Sebastian. I have a really big favor to ask you."

Notes:

I've said it before, I'll say it again. I have issues referring to Blaine as small when Darren is 5'8" and I am 5'2".

David was chosen to be the scholarship student strictly due to the fact that I need someone that Blaine and the others were close to but had graduated. Wes was my only other choice and since his father was on the Board of Governors, he didn't work.

As always, thank you for reading.