Characters: Blaine (& Sebastian but not in person), Santana, Puck, Burt, Sugar, Sam, Kurt, Kitty, Jeff/Nick/Thad via Skype, Uncle Robert

Summary: Blaine knew he had a lot to do before he meets his parents in Detroit, but this is ridiculous. At least it gives him less time to miss Sebastian, or does it?

Note: This chapter may be rated a little than M for references to a suicide attempt and implied violence as well as other things ;)

Blaine inhaled deeply as he awoke. When he stretched, his left arm hit something and a smile came to his face when he opened his eyes and saw what it was.

"Good morning, Beautiful."

"Good morning, Sir." Sebastian responded. He sitting on the bed next to Blaine, on his knees with his hands folded in front of him. Just the way he was expected to be "Would you like me to take care of your morning erection, Sir?"

"Of course, Beautiful, but if you saw this, why did I not wake up with your mouth on my cock?"

"You did not give me permission, Sir."

"So good for me Beautiful. Let us make a new rule that whenever we are together and you wake before I do, you have my permission to take care of my cock with either your mouth or your ass. And because you are so good for me, I will let you decide which is most appropriate. But remember, if we are at Dalton you must use silent sex. Would you like that Beautiful?"

"Thank you, Richboy. I love you so much."

"What did you call me?"

"Richboy" suddenly it was not Sebastian's voice that Blaine was hearing "Damn it, Anderson. Stop wanking off and let me in before I wake everyone else up!" Now Blaine was truly awake, with the same problem as in his dream plus a new one.

What the hell was he going to do with Santana's body once he killed her?

Blaine got out of bed to let her in, not giving a shit at what she was exposed to. "You are fucking lucky I have a rule about not hitting women" Blaine growled at her when he opened his bedroom door.

"Yeah, yeah, sorry, whatever" she said as she pushed past him and turned on the television in his room "I have 15 texts telling me to watch the local morning news. Something to do with Dave Karofsky. Do you have anything you would like to tell me?" It was only then that she realized he was naked "You have about three minutes before the news starts if you want to take care of that. By the way, very impressive."

"Fuck off" Blaine grumbled as he got some sweats out of the dresser. The problem was taking care of itself, but he would really need to make sure he got some face time alone with Sebastian later.

Santana went over to the bed and deemed it "safe" to sit on "This room looks like you actually live here."

"I still can't believe people thought I drove back and forth to Westerville everyday so I could go to McKinley."

"Never thought…" Santana stopped and then started to bounce on the bed when the newscast's opening credits came on "Shut up and get over here! It's on!"

**Breaking News

It has been reported that star Ohio State Freshman Defensive End and former Lima resident, David Karofsky tested positive for marijuana. Despite the fact that Karofsky vehemently denies ever taking the drug, he will be suspended from the team until his B sample can go through more rigorous testing. This suspension will prevent Karofsky from traveling with the team to Los Angeles as they prepare for the Rose Bowl. Ohio State officials declined to comment at this time.

Blaine took the remote from Santana and turned off the screen "Santana, I want you to memorize this term, plausible deniability."

"I know what that means, but Blaine…"

"Listen, I was always going to tell you and Puck, but for things like this in the future, you will need plausible deniability. Understand?" She nodded, but didn't say anything because it didn't sound like he was finished. She was right.

"Because of what Dave went through earlier this year, and only because of that, by the next news cycle this will be cleared up as a false positive. Also, there are people watching him to make sure he doesn't try to hurt himself."

"You didn't want to do this, did you?"

"Give him consequences, absolutely. Do something this public, not really but it sent a message to others as well." The last thing he expected was for Santana to start laughing "I'm glad you find this so funny."

"It's not that, it's what I was talking about last night. The you that could get something like that done in a day, I don't know him yet. The you that felt the need to protect Karofsky from hurting himself again? That is the same Blaine Warbler that felt the need to protect Kurt from the bullies at McKinley. I'm assuming if Dave screws up again...?"

"It becomes personal and I won't give a shit about what happens because of it."

"You're a complicated man, Richboy."

"Yeah, my therapist is probably going be a very rich woman by the time I leave for college."

A couple of hours later, Santana was home surprising her parents while Blaine was at Sam's house with Puck, listening as his friend came down from the high of their earlier escapade.

"We pulled up right beside Finn and he didn't even know it was us. Damn, that was funny. By the way, thanks for the new leather jacket because he most likely would have recognized mine. Between that and the helmets, I can see what you meant by hiding in plain sight."

Blaine let him continue to ramble as he went around putting tags on the rooms. His mother had given him an outline of the house showing which bedroom belonged to what family member. It would make it easier for the movers to put the correct items in the correct rooms. It would also help his mother's design assistants who were supposed to come in next week to set things up. Blaine couldn't wait to find out what his Interior Designer mother thought a few things to make their move easier were.

Once he returned to the living area, he noticed that Puck's whole demeanor had changed "I just got a text from Finn. The New Directions got a pass and are competing at Regionals…Wait, why don't you look surprised?"

Blaine just shook his head. He was trying to think of what to say since Puck didn't have the same feelings about the New Directions Advisor as he did "Maybe because of what Mr. Schue said to me after the Warblers performed at Sectionals. Or maybe because after it was announced that the Warblers won, instead of being with his team he went and cornered a few of the Show Choir officials."

The conversation ended as several delivery trucks arrived, followed by two work vans with several large men exiting each. Blaine gave Puck a nudge and then brought him over to two men that needed introductions "Puck, this is Mr. Sawyer, the delivery manager for my mother's design firm and this is Dmitri, he's the foreman for the guys here to help move everything in."

"How did you know to get extra help, Blaine?" Mr. Sawyer asked.

"Because I know my mother and as much as I begged her not to go overboard, I knew she would." And she did. However, two hours later everything was where it should be and all of the wiring had been finished for when the electronics were delivered next week. Everyone was gone except for Blaine and Puck who were spread out on the insanely comfortable living room furniture Mrs. Anderson ordered.

"I am visiting Evans every frickin' day and will never leave this spot" Puck groaned "Your mom went ape-shit crazy with this stuff. You know, I really like her. Hell, I still can't believe that football game we had at Thanksgiving where she took out Cooper."

"She's pretty awesome, but we have to get moving. Did you make those calls to have a celebration for the New Directions?"

"Didn't have to. Today's their Holiday Party. Kurt said he'd be there, but I don't know why it was so important for him to be." Blaine was about to explain when there was a knock at the door.

"That's a lot of leather, Lopez" Blaine had to laugh when he opened the door and saw she had taken his description of biker chick maybe a little too literally.

"Hey, I look hot" Santana said as she pushed past him for the second time that day "Damn, is this where Trouty and his family are going to live?"

"Yes, but you'll have to see it all later. Come on Puck, you need to take your bike back to my uncle so you can get to McKinley."

"Fine" Puck pouted as he got up. He really loved that Harley. "I've got to ask, aren't you playing with fire with your plan to let Kurt know how rich your family really is?"

"I'm not going to tell him, tell him. I'm just not going to hide it anymore. It will keep his greed focused on me, which I can handle. Like I said last night, I believe the demand for money comes from the guy in New York, but I don't think that guy yet realizes the real money he's dealing with or his demand would be much higher."

"Hold up! There are Dalton boys with more money than you?"

"My money is on Richboy's stud muffin" Santana said as she pointed at Blaine's wrist "That silver bobble there is at worth at least 10 grand."

"Yes, our families have money, but we don't come close to Thad's. His grandfather invented the microchip that was the prototype for the ones that are now in every cell phone on the planet. The family is worth billions, well tens of billions."

Puck looked like he would faint, but Santana threw her hands in the air because why should she be surprised. Just another person she shouldn't know "This is Kitty's Thad we're talking about. Am I right?"

"Absolutely, but the thing is he's a notorious tightwad. I am dying to hear what he got her for Christmas."

Puck left to get his truck and then Kurt so they could go to McKinley for the "announcement" of the New Directions being passed on to Regionals. While he did that, Blaine and Santana went to Hummel Tire and Lube so Blaine could talk to Burt. He was home for the holidays from Washington DC and for some reason was anxious to talk to Blaine.

As the two of them walked into the shop Blaine got a text with a picture that made him smile. It was Sebastian holding baby Isabella with the caption She likes me.

"That's his sister's kid?" Santana asked.

"Yeah, sister" Santana's comment made Blaine see the photo in a different light. It strengthened his resolve to protect Sebastian and his family from Kurt and anyone else that could hurt them. "Come on. I want to know why Burt wanted to see me."

Santana waited outside the office while Blaine went in and was greeted by Burt, who was taken aback by Blaine's appearance "Did you come in on that Harley I heard?"

"Yes, it was a Christmas present from my uncle and cousin. The confused look on your face makes it pretty obvious you haven't heard the news. Sugar Motta is my cousin which means…"

"Al Motta is your uncle" Burt said with a sense of trepidation, as he wouldn't have guessed in a million years that Blaine was related to the alleged mobster. It probably wasn't a good thing for him to be talking to Blaine, but he really had no other choice "So he's...?"

"Uncle Ro..Al (Damn it! He'd have to fix that by tomorrow) was married to my Aunt Cory, my mom's sister. She died a couple of years ago from cancer. Sugar wanted to keep our relationship secret for reasons that are her business, but she felt comfortable enough for us to share our relationship now."

"I'm sorry Blaine."

"I know you are." Blaine knew that if anyone understood the impact on a child from their mother's death, it would be Burt Hummel. "Now, why was it so urgent for you to see me?"

"I got a visit this morning from the Chair of the State Democratic Party. Evidently, he's heard that Dalton's former headmaster had political aspirations before he got caught up in the scandal. Then he said that there were rumors out there that I had been giving the guy tips on how to break into politics. Blaine, the only times I ever saw the guy was when I enrolled Kurt at Dalton and then when I disenrolled Kurt from Dalton. Have you heard anything?"

"No, but maybe after tomorrow I'll know more. I'll let you know what I can."

"What you can?"

"Yes, what I can. Let's just say the means by which I'd obtain any of this information won't be exactly, shall we say, um, Kosher."

Ten minutes later Blaine and Santana were walking out of the shop when she got a text "It's from Puck. He and Kurt are at McKinley. Ready to crash a party?"

"Are you?"

"Yeah, I actually talked with Trouty before I flew back. We'll be ok."

"Good, then let's do this!"

Meanwhile at McKinley, Mr. Schue had let the Glee Club know the good news. Most of them were celebrating, but Sam, Sugar and Kitty were off in a corner having their own discussion.

"Blaine is going to be so pissed" Sam told the girls. "The Warblers beat us fair and square."

Kitty reached up and started tugging at her ear at the mention of the Warblers "Thad isn't going to be much better." She hated to admit that even though he had only left for California that morning, she missed the jerk. And it wasn't because of the diamond stud earrings he gave her before he left.

They continued their conversation until they heard the roar of a motorcycle outside (since it had been unseasonably warm, Puck had been able to open a window without anyone noticing).

"Blainey's here!" Sugar squealed and ran out to greet him, closely followed by everyone else. They all wondered how the sound of a motorcycle made Sugar think that Blaine was there.

Outside, Santana stared at Blaine in wonderment "I still can't believe that you don't have helmet hair" she said as she reached for his curls.

He swiped her hand away "Sugar found me an awesome refining syrup. I'm never going back to gel again."

"Blainey!"

"Hey, Sugar Bear, want a ride home?"

Before Blaine could even get off the bike, Sam was by his side petting it like it was a puppy "Dude. I mean…dude. This…I mean…dude."

"Take a breath, Sammy. The Harley was my Christmas present from my uncle and my most favorite cousin in the whole world."

Sugar folded her arms and gave him the look "I'm your only cousin Blaine Devon, and I'm not ready to leave. We're having our Holiday party."

"That's ok, we're crashing" Santana told everyone as she headed for the choir room, pulling Blaine behind her. They were half way there when Blaine noticed that Kurt was now walking next to him.

"Is there something I can do for you Kurt?"

"We need to talk Blaine."

Blaine nodded at the others as a sign for them to go on ahead. This had been his plan all along "Do we really? I have no idea what we could possibly talk about."

"What was that stunt you pulled with Dave? Do you want me to tell everyone what I know?"

"You're not going to do that because if you did you wouldn't get what it is you're truly after. I just wanted to remind you that two can play this game and I expect you to honor our Holiday truce." Blaine knew Kurt wasn't about to say anything while all of the Dalton boys were gone. He would want to see their suffering first hand.

"Why are you even acting like this? Look at where we are. We were right here last year when you gave me my bow-tie ring. You don't even where bow-ties any more. You loved your bow-ties, Blaine. How could you let that Meerkat change you like this, Blaine? Seriously, leather jackets and motorcycles? You're not a bad boy, so why are you trying to be one?"

Blaine could not rationalize how pissed off he was in that moment "Why am I acting like this? You're blackmailing me with information that could hurt not only my friends but Sebastian. Do you really even know what would happen if you told people about Fight Club and the money? Do you realize that it would expose the connection between the former headmaster and your father?"

Whatever coloring Kurt had immediately drained from his face, letting Blaine know that he was on the right track. He had figured that if he was ever going to stop Kurt, the supposed connection between Burt and Dalton would be what did it. Now he just had to discover what that connection was.

"It doesn't matter. I still have information that will destroy your precious Sebastian." Kurt spat out. He tried to regain his composure, but Blaine wasn't about to allow that to happen.

"And that is the only reason I am even talking to you at this moment, but now I'm done." He actually wasn't. It was time to drop a bombshell "Oh, and Kurt, just so you know, my mom bought three items off of that Elizabeth Taylor auction last year." He left Kurt standing there and smiled when he said to himself "Let the games begin."

Blaine went to the choir room and did celebrate the news that the New Directions would be going to Regionals. He was happy for his friends, just annoyed about how it happened. That wasn't their fault.

It wasn't that much longer before Sugar was saying her goodbyes. While she did that, Sam came over and gave Blaine a hug "I guess I'll see you in a few days in Aspen. Damn, I love saying that."

"Don't forget your guitar" Blaine reminded him "I'm sure we'll be responsible for a lot of the fireside entertainment."

"Got it! So, are you flying to Detroit in the morning?"

"No, I have something I'm doing in the morning with my uncle and then I have appointment with my shrink tomorrow afternoon. I'm going to fly out Wednesday."

"What are you and your uncle doing tomorrow morning?"

Oh, Sam wasn't going to like this. "Actually, he's helping me try to get some information on Toby and Wyatt. Hopefully, when Dalton starts back up after the first of the year, we'll have at least somewhat of an idea of who the Fight Club leak is."

"How's he going to do that?"

"He's taking me to talk to the one Dalton connection we know they have."

Blaine wanted to give Sam a minute, but it didn't take that long for him to figure it out "Blaine, no fucking way. You can't be serious."

"Totally serious. Tomorrow Uncle Robert and I are paying a visit to Hunter Clarington."

Have you lost your fucking mind?!

Blaine, you can't do this. Isn't there has to be another way?

What did Sebastian have to say about this?

Blaine had been through all of this with Sam, but hours later he was hearing the same questions from Jeff, Nick and Thad.

"Guys, listen" he said to the tiny boxes on his computer screen "This is the only way. Now, I need you to tell Uncle Robert everything, and I mean everything, you remember about Hunter's time at Dalton."

"Does Hunter know you're going to be there Blaine?" Jeff asked.

"Yes, but I'm actually going in as my uncle's clerk. That way when we're in the room there will be no one listening due to attorney/client confidentiality. I signed at least a dozen confidentiality statements so they'd let me in."

"Why would you do that?" Thad asked "You won't be able to tell us anything he said."

"I did it because Hunter has a big ego and he's more likely to brag if he thinks I can't say anything about it. After I kicked his ass, he's going to want a way to feel superior to me. It's the best chance we have to get the information on Toby and Wyatt we need." He also wanted to find out information about Burt, but they didn't need to know that.

"I promise if Clarington admits to anything that will be useful in finding your leak, I will convince him that is in his best interest to let Blaine share it with you" Robert told them "But, you've got to remember, whatever we do tomorrow we don't want to inadvertently interfere with Dalton's case against him. It's a very tight rope we'll be walking, that's why your help is so important. Now, let's start from the beginning. When did the three of you first meet Hunter?"

An hour, and two legal pads full of notes later, Blaine was finally able to say goodnight to his friends.

"You know they were the easy ones" Robert told him.

"I know, but I still think it's best if I talk to Sebastian by myself."

Robert stood up and stretched "Well, I'm sure you have ways of making him talk that I don't."

"Oh, god! You're my uncle, don't say things like that. You sound like Cooper."

"Wouldn't want to be accused of that." Robert started to leave so Blaine could call Sebastian, but he had one thing to say first "I'm really proud of the way you've handled yourself, kid. However, I've got to tell you, you'll be wasting your God-given talents if you become some sort of performer."

"You think I should be a lawyer?"

"No, a crime boss."

Notes:

As you can see, we are FINALLY getting back to Dalton and the Fight Club storyline. It took me longer to set up Kurt's blackmail and Blaine's "help" than I anticipated. Thanks for hanging with me and share any (constructive, positive or negative) thoughts you may have. I know this chapter was a bit different from the others.