Summary: Since Blaine is unable to tell them what happen, Sebastian gets some help to stop things from going into crisis mode.

Note: ICU stands for Intensive Care Unit (oh, spoiler alert!)

Warning: Talk of self-harm. Violence.

3/20/18 Oh my lovely commenting guest…Yes, Kurt is a crazy ex, but I wrote that for the story. While I am not a fan of Kurt, he wasn't this bad. And I love putting canon in my stories. If you stick with me you'll come across a lot of it. A lot.

The only thing that was keeping Sebastian from losing it was one line from You + Me… Someone who will be there for you when you fall apart. Blaine had fallen apart, so he needed to be there for him. When Blaine woke up the only thing he should have to focus on was getting better. Sebastian just wished he knew when that would be. With so many thoughts running through his head, he was unaware that someone had joined him "Seb?"

"Hey, Sam." Neither one of them said anything as they embraced until Sebastian noticed they were not alone "Thank you for everything Mr. Evans."

"No, thank you for calling me first. Sam didn't need to hear this over the phone." Dwight Evans walked over and put a hand on each boy's shoulder to show his support "Now, where is everyone?"

"The Andersons were able to get this room and one closer to the ICU for privacy. They're down there with Sugar and her father. The guys are back at Dalton except Nick who is with Sugar. My parents were here but they are both running errands for the Andersons." There was much more going on but Sabastian didn't want to get into that with Sam's dad "Mr. Evans, would you go down to the other room? Blaine's mom and uncle are playing nice because Sugar is down there, but…"

Dwight gave him a nod as he immediately knew where Sebastian was going with his request. When they were all in Aspen, the tension between the two had been palpable. Plus, he was pretty sure the boys wanted a moment to themselves "Alright, I can do that if you'll point me in the right direction."

"One of the guys outside of the door will take you down there."

Once his dad was gone, Sam took a step back "What the fuck is going on Seb and why the hell is the police outside of the door?"

"Those aren't cops. They're Al Motta's guys."

"Why did you call Robert…" Sam stopped his question when he had one of his epiphanies. "Holy Fuck! What the hell happened Sebastian?"

"Honestly, we don't know what happened to Blaine" Sebastian told him as he motioned toward the chairs. After they were seated he continued "All we know is B's roommate told him that his brother is the Fight Club leak. Doug figured it out when Blaine asked him for help identifying Wyatt and Toby. Long story short, Doug confronted them, they told him if he told anyone they would kill him, he told B anyway, showed B a picture of his brother, B freaked out."

"And no one has any idea why Blaine freaked out when he saw the picture?"

"Nope, we'll have to wait until Killer wakes up."

Sam dropped his head into his hands as a sign that he needed a moment. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. How had this become his life? All he and Blaine had wanted to do was bring the Nationals trophy back to McKinley.

After a deep breath, he raised his head and asked "Did they really threaten to kill Doug?"

"Yes. We don't know if they were serious, but Doug believes they were. Right now, my dad is using some of the connections he made as State's Attorney to get an order of protection for him. In the meantime, Doug, as well as all members of the Fight Club Rules Council and everyone here, has a protection detail of the mob variety. Also, there are people out looking for Wyatt, Toby and the brother."

"I can't believe I'm going to say this, but that makes sense." Now it was time for the hard stuff "Ok, will you finally tell me why Blaine is in ICU? All you told my dad was that he was hurt."

"Let's go to the other room and Mr. A…"

"No, you tell me" Sebastian turned his head away, so Sam decided to go with a different tactic "Fine, then explain to me why you're wearing hospital scrubs."

There was no way to explain without telling him everything "Because my clothes had B's blood on them."

When Sebastian finished telling Sam what happened, he walked over and grabbed a box of tissues "Before we go down to the other room, you need to pull it together. The Andersons cannot handle seeing you like this."

"Guys?"

"Cooper." Sebastian got up and gave Blaine's brother a hug, but when Cooper saw how upset Sam was he sat down beside him.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, it's just a lot. Plus, it's" Sam looked over to the clock on the wall "a little after 2 AM."

Sebastian reached over and put his hand on Sam's knee "Go down to the other room, get an update and then try to get a nap in. Killer isn't waking up anytime soon."

Since he was unable to stifle a rather large yawn, Sam agreed but asked "What about you?"

"I'll be down as soon as I talk with Cooper for a minute. Promise." The moment Sam was gone Sebastian turned back to Cooper "Is it done?"

"Absolutely."

Westerville Park, 1 Hour Earlier

"What's going on?" Earl asked his friends, Wyatt and Toby "And why are we meeting here at one o'clock in the morning? It's fucking freezing out here."

"Your little bitch of a brother talked" Toby informed him.

"I know. Sebastian Smythe's father showed up at my house and served my parents with an order of protection."

"Did you handle it?"

"What do you think?" Earl answered with a bit of a snicker "My parents believe everything I tell him. Now answer my question. Why are we here?"

"He set up the meeting" Wyatt said as four men walked out from the shadows, one that Earl recognized.

"You're that guy from the commercials."

Before he said anything, Cooper studied who he was meeting. He had been told that Blaine had recognized them, but didn't know from where. He didn't recognize them at all, so he went with the original plan "Why yes, I am, and while it's always nice to meet a fan that has nothing to do with why I'm here." Cooper motioned for the other men to move in closer "You see, your friends here are correct. Your brother talked to the Fight Club Rules Council. You told your friends here about Fight Club and they ran their mouths to any one that would listen. You all broke the rule."

Earl looked over to his friends, who just shook their heads, hoping he would get the hint to keep quiet. However, that didn't happen "What are you, our consequence? What are you going to do to us, make us watch your stupid commercial on a loop until we go insane?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Wyatt hissed.

"You should listen to your friend" Cooper told him "See, I was going to try to do this the nice way, now not so much. Here's how this is going to go. These gentlemen behind you are your shadows for the time being. And when I say shadow, I mean if you take a shit they will know. So, I suggest you learn to keep your fucking mouths shut. Additionally, if you attempt to go after your brother or anyone associated with Dalton's Fight Club, my friends here have permission to stop you by any means necessary."

Earl was about to respond when Wyatt grabbed him by the arm "You need to stop. He's not kidding."

"How do you know?"

"Because our shadows? They're Al Motta's men."

"They're not going to be an issue, Sebastian." Cooper was glad that Sebastian had trusted to tell him what was happening and then let him handle problem. Sebastian had been right. None of this needed to get back to his parents, especially not now. "What's happening at Dalton?"

"Thad called and said that things were under control, at least for now. This was WTF Week for Seniors and there's no classes tomorrow so the school is pretty empty. Those that are there know something happened to B, but they don't know what. Fortunately, they're Dalton Boys and know to keep their mouths shut, especially this close to graduation. Then tomorrow Thad and Beat are going to subtly bring up Karofsky and imply that what happened to him was a consequence. No one needs to know that it actually was. Sometimes the rumor is more effective. I also talked to Santana, who won't say anything, and the only people from Lima that know are Sam, Sugar and Puck who is keeping an eye on Hummel."

"I still can't believe what Squirt pulled off with Karofsky. That took some serious balls."

"You know, Blaine is going to be really pissed that I told you all of this." It was the first time since everything unfolded that he questioned confiding in Cooper.

"While Blaine maybe closer to Uncle Robert than I am, that doesn't mean I don't know the truth about him. I'm just glad he agreed that he should keep out of it for now and let me take care of what had to be done. You know, it goes without saying that my parents can't know about my involvement."

"No shit." Sebastian laughed for the first time in hours and then looked over at the door "Mom?"

Juliette Smythe walked over and took her son in her arms, giving him a sense of security that only a mother could "How are you doing, my Darling Boy?"

"I've been better. Oh mom, this is Cooper Anderson, Blaine's brother. Cooper, my mom, Juliette Smythe."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Smythe. I just wish it was under better circumstances."

"Likewise. Now, you two need to go to Blaine's room. Cooper, the neurologist that you brought from LA has finished with his examination and your parents would like to talk to you as well as Sebastian and Sam."

"What about Sugar?" Sebastian asked knowing how upset she had been earlier and how much Blaine cared for her.

"Sugar's father took her to the Andersons to get some sleep. Nick went with them since Dalton was already locked down for the night. You're going to stay with them…"

"I'm not leaving until he's awake, Mom."

Mrs. Smythe knew that she wouldn't win any type of verbal sparring with her son, so she let it go "I'm not going to argue with you, so just talk to the Andersons and see what they say. I left a change of clothes for you with Mr. Evans."

"Thanks Mom"

She hugged her son tightly one last time "You boys need to get down there. Sebastian, your dad and I will be here around noon to check on you. Try to get some sleep. Blaine's going to need you when he wakes up. I love you, my Darling Boy."

"I love you too, Mom.

Sebastian and Cooper were surprised to see Sam and Mr. Anderson standing in front of the door when they arrived at Blaine's room "Dad what's going on?" Cooper asked. "And where's Mom?"

"Your mother is already in with Blaine, but I thought I should prepare the three of you before we go in."

"Prepare us how, Dad?"

"Blaine's arms are on boards so that his hands can be immobilized. Then the boards have been elevated to lessen the swelling." He gave them a moment, then asked "So, are you boys ready?" When they nodded, Mr. Anderson led them in and all three realized instantly why Blaine's father had taken the time to prepare them. The sight was jarring. The set-up that elevated his arms had Blaine literally tied to the bed.

"What's wrong with him?" Cooper's voice quivered as he spoke. He had not anticipated the memories that would come back to him.

Mrs. Anderson started to speak, but couldn't. Her husband continued for her "The good news is Dr. Sterling assured us that there are no broken bones."

"Jeff's dad is a doctor?" Sam didn't know why he was stunned by that, especially since Jeff had said he planned on going into medicine.

"Yes, an orthopedic surgeon. Like I said no broken bones, but we won't know the extent of any nerve damage until the swelling goes down. It should take about 48 hours. And he won't be waking up anytime soon. The doctors are going to take him off of the tranquilizers slowly. We can't have him getting upset like before and causing possible further damage."

Cooper started to shake his head in disbelief "No, no, no, no, no! Are you saying that he may never be able to play his music again?...I need some air."

Mr. Anderson went after him, while Mrs. Anderson tried to think of something to say. She could tell the other boys had been shaken by Cooper's outburst "Blaine's going to need both of you to get through this."

"We love him" Sam said "Well, in different ways. You know what I mean." Both Sebastian and Mrs. Anderson giggled at Sam's comment but then the conversation became serious again "Mrs. A, was Cooper right about Blaine not being able to play his music anymore?"

"I know we keep saying this Sweetie, but we won't know until the swelling goes down."

"What about Julliard?" The moment the words came out of his mouth, Sam knew he had screwed up "I'm sorry Seb. He told me you guys weren't going to talk about college until after this week."

"Julliard?" Sebastian didn't know what to think "I assumed Blaine wanted to go to NYADA or Tisch. Maybe Michigan or USC. Why didn't I think of Julliard?" Right away, Sebastian knew the answer to his own question "Fucking Hummel and his fucking Alpha Gay bullshit! B had to hide his talent for a fucking year to not upset that asshole!" He caught his breath and then recognized what he had done "I'm so sorry, Mrs. A. I know you don't like the f-word."

"In this case, it was completely understandable. I can tell how frustrated you are, but Sebastian, you can't go off like that in here. This room has to be a calm space for Blaine." Mrs. Anderson started to say something more, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Sam, we need to get home."

"Oh Dwight, there's no way you should be driving back to Lima" Mrs. Anderson got up and headed toward the door "You'll go back to our house and get some sleep. Sam, you know where things are, correct? Good, I'll get you my keys and the code." Sebastian stood up to leave with them, but was stopped "Sebastian, why don't you take a few minutes alone with Blaine."

"Thank you, Mrs. A."

Sebastian sat back down and didn't move until he finally figured out how he could get into bed with Blaine without touching his arms. After a few moves that would make a contortionist proud, he was finally cuddled into Blaine's side. "I know when we first started to cuddle, you told me I would always have to be the big spoon due to my height. But, as you can see, it doesn't always have to be that way. You just like it when I hold you in my arms." He really wished he wouldn't have said that last part because his mind flashed back to the last time he had held Blaine in his arms.

Flashback

Sebastian and the others ran down to the Out Building. If Blaine was as upset as Doug said, he would be hitting the heavy bag. When they reached their destination, Sebastian threw back the door and all of them gasped at what they saw.

Blaine was beating the hell out of the heavy bag, oblivious to what was happening around him and he wasn't wearing his gloves. His fists were to the point where they looked like raw hamburger, and there was blood everywhere.

"Somebody call a fucking ambulance!" Sebastian screamed as he ran over to Blaine. Nick pulled out his phone, but Thad and Beat went to help Sebastian as it was obvious it would take more than one of them to bring Blaine down. Once they were able to get him situated on the ground to where Sebastian was holding him while Blaine sat between his legs, they had enough control for Thad to run to a back room for towels and the first-aid kit.

"Hey, B…B, it's ok." Sebastian whispered into his ear, even though his boyfriend continued to thrash around in his arms "I've got you B. It's ok. I've got you." The repetition of phrasing began to calm Blaine until Thad came running back to them. The sudden movement startled him and he tried to break free.

"It's ok B, it was just Thad. He's going to wrap towels around your hands to help stop the blood. Is that ok?" Sebastian said it softly but loud enough for all to hear. They realized that to keep Blaine calm, they would have to do the same.

"Sebastian" Nick came over once his call ended "An ambulance is on the way and I called the guards. I told them no lights or sirens, but we all know nothing at Dalton stays secret for long."

"We'll deal with that later. Go tell Jeff to call his dad and Duval, nobody makes any calls to Lima. Especially you."

A groan from Blaine caused Sebastian to come back from the memory, for which he was thankful. He waited to see if there was a second groan, but nothing. It was like Blaine had told him to stop thinking about it. "That's just showing off. You're unconscious and you're taking care of me. How am I supposed to live up to that, huh?"

Of course, there was no answer, so Sebastian scooted down until his head was on Blaine's chest "Remember the first time we cuddled together and I told you that I was in? When I really didn't want you to hear me, but you were fake sleeping? I know you're not faking, but this time I want you to hear me so I'm going to talk to your heart. Is that ok?"

"I don't know what made you do what you did, but that doesn't matter. Whatever it was, let us help you. And I'm not just talking about me, your parents and Cooper. You have Sugar and her dad, Sam, the guys, Puck and don't even get me started on Santana. Did you know that she has this psychic Mexican-third eye? She actually called me and when I tried to tell her that you were fine she threatened to pull out every single one of my short hairs with a pair of tweezers unless I told her the truth."

"So, I'm sorry B, but this is not one of those times when you can save yourself by yourself. It's your own fault, you know. If you weren't so damn warm and generous and loving and so fucking amazing, you wouldn't have all of these people that love you so much. Just remember you love me the most. Ok, maybe your parents. Possibly Cooper and Sugar. But definitely more than everyone else, although I'm not going to argue with your uncle."

Sleep was beginning to take over, but he wasn't ready to leave yet. Blaine loved it when he sang the songs that he had written for him, and as easy as it would have been for him to sing You + Me, Sebastian thought Mirrors fit better.

'Cause I don't wanna lose you now
I'm looking right at the other half of me
The vacancy that sat in my heart
Is a space that now you hold

Show me how to fight for now
And I'll tell you, baby, it was easy
Coming back into you once I figured it out
You were right here all along

"I'm right here. Come back to me, B. Please Baby, come back." For the first time, he let himself cry. He cried so hard that he didn't hear the door open and then softly close.

Blaine's father led his wife over to the chairs across from their son's room "Pammy, he'll be ok."

"You don't know that."

"We brought in the best neurologist…"

"That's not what I'm talking about. Charlie, we don't know what set Blaine off. What drove him to punch something until his hands bled. What I'm afraid of is…What if we can't help his mind? And I'm pretty sure from what we heard, Sebastian has the same fears." Totally exhausted, she laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes for a short rest.

"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson."

Mrs. Anderson stood up so quickly that she nearly knocked her husband off his chair. She was shaking with anger, but managed to steady herself enough to slap Kurt across the face.

"You stay the hell away from my son!"

Note:

I know Sebastian would have never been allowed to crawl into bed with Blaine in an ICU, but go with it.