Summary: Blaine finds ways to help Sebastian get through his Deposition Day, even though they are still apart. Meanwhile, Cooper deals with the guilt from his past relationship with Blaine.

Warning: With the events of this week, I felt it necessary to state that the character of Puck is in this chapter.

5:04 AM. Sebastian groaned when he saw the time. It was too early to start the day, but his brain wouldn't shut off. His deposition was in six hours and he had no idea how he was supposed to find out whether or not Hunter told the DA about Kurt's involvement in what happened at Dalton. He hadn't thought that far ahead when he devised the plan and probably should have asked Sam for help. Blaine said that the Blonde Chameleon was always the one with an exit strategy.

5:07 AM. Fuck! He rolled onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow, not to get out of bed, just turn on his bed-side lamp.

Pre-Seblaine Sebastian Smythe loved photography but always took photographs, not pictures. Now pictures were everywhere in his room. Pictures of his family, his friends but mostly Blaine…with Izzy a semi-close second. Four of these pictures were framed and had a place of honor on his night table. The first, Sierra took of him asleep on the couch with Izzy on his chest. The second was one he took of Blaine and Sam, who was in his BDSM Angel outfit. The third was courtesy of the cameras set up at the Sugar Shack, taken right at the end of In Your Eyes as the balloons fell. It was a great picture, but not his favorite.

Sebastian picked up that frame and laid back down. He had no idea at the time why he brought his good camera when he and Thad stayed at Blaine's over Thanksgiving, but he did figure it out later. It was so he would have this picture. It was of Blaine playing football after breakfast, about two hours after they had become boyfriends. His hair was a mess because Cooper had just pulled off his hat, but he didn't seem to care. His nose was red and there was dirt on his face, but his eyes were glistening and his smile was blinding.

He was so beautiful...Blaine, and not just in that picture.

Thinking about Thanksgiving put him in the mood to hear You+Me, so he grabbed his special I-Pod and headphones out of the drawer. However, when he turned the I-Pod on he saw a new download with the title…

Sebreak

Huh?

Hey, Bas. Aren't you glad I had Doug set up that program so I (well, he) could download files onto your I-Pod from anywhere? Anyway, I wanted to send you a message even though I heard a rumor that we broke-up. Although, if we have broken-up then I probably shouldn't say that I love you and I know you'll do great today with your deposition. And I probably shouldn't say how you have such a big heart and how amazing, but stupid, it was that you kept the guys away from the fall-out of what happened with me last year. But I will say that today is not the day to deal with that regret. To paraphrase the one and only Miss Santana Lopez, today is the day to go all Lima Heights on their asses, whatever the hell that means.

That's what I would say if I could. I better stop talking since I'm supposed to be in here recording. I just thought I would send you a song telling you how sad I am about the Sebreak (*sound of laughter*). I didn't have time to write something, but I thought Phil could help.

How can I just let you walk away
Just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking
Every breath with you

You're the only one
Who really knew me at all

"No B… You're the only one who really knew me at all" Sebastian sang to the picture. As he listened to Blaine, he felt all of his anxiety leave his body. So much so, the next thing he knew the alarm he set for 7:30AM was going off. He got out of bed and changed into a pair of sweats and headed downstairs.

His plan was to eat breakfast and then get ready for court. Once he got downstairs, he immediately knew something was off. There were these wonderful smells drawing him to the kitchen and cooking wasn't his mother's forte (to put it nicely) and his dad should be at the courthouse. Sierra could cook, but only French Cuisine, nothing else. She had tried to make him a grilled cheese sandwich the other day. The fire department was almost called.

However, reaching his destination only brought new questions. "Rosa? What are you doing here?" To say he was surprised to see the Motta's Angel, as they liked to call her, was a massive understatement.

She pulled a note out of the pocket of her apron and went back to feeding grits to a very happy Izzy "Blainey asked that I bring some breakfast to you for your big day. Said it was your favorite thing. And while I was waitin' on you, I got to talkin' with your Sissy and this lil' pumpkin' here."

Sebastian opened his note and for the second time that morning he was reminded how lucky he was to have Blaine in his life…

It's not the same breakfast you would get from that greasy-spoon diner you love so much, but Rosa cooks with A LOT of real butter and sausage fat. I love you, B.

"Sebastian…Sebastian!" He finally looked up from his note to see his exhausted sister trying to get his attention. "Please tell me that says we get to keep Rosa."

He walked over behind Sierra and wrapped his arms around her. She obviously needed it "Sorry, Sis. Rosa's heart belongs to the Motta's. And since when does Izzy eat solid food?"

"Oh, come on, Sebby. You know no one can resist my grits. Even Sammy wolfs them down and that boy is the pickiest eater I ever saw. And don't you worry, Miss Sierra. I'll be leavin' more than enough for your baby girl. I'm tellin' you, feed her just about a quarter cup before bed and she'll be sleepin' through the night in no time at all."

Feeling his sister slump in a sign of defeat, Sebastian leaned down to her ear and whispered "Don't worry, Sis. We'll think of something."

While Sebastian was sitting down to breakfast, Sugar was answering her front door. "Thanks for coming. I didn't want to leave him alone."

"You did the right thing, Sugar" Holly told her. She had already been concerned about Cooper. He never called her last night when he got back from his parents' house. "You better get to school."

"Will we see you at Glee this afternoon?"

"You know it girl. Sam had Principal Sylvester hire me for the week." Sugar gave her a kiss on the cheek before giving directions of where to find Copper and then heading out the door. Holly went upstairs and found her boyfriend in what had to be Blaine's room "Hey, stranger."

"Sugar call you?" Cooper asked without turning around in his chair.

Holly walked around him and sat on the bed "She was worried. Did you get to talk to Blaine?"

"Remember when I told you how I had been a horrible brother to Blaine? How one of the main reasons I moved back to Ohio was to make it up to him? I found out yesterday that's never going to happen."

"You don't know that" Holly told him. She reached for his hand, but he pulled away from her "Talk to me, Cooper."

"When I got to my parents' house, Mom and Blaine's shrink took me to my Dad's office to talk. Blaine had given them permission to tell me what really happened when he was attacked."

"I don't understand. What didn't you know?"

"Pretty much everything. I was so fucking full of myself back then. I didn't even bother to show up until three days later and bitched the whole time because I was there instead of at an audition for a guest spot on Law and Order. He was in a fucking coma, Holly, and the minute he woke up I was on a plane back to LA. Didn't even stick around to find out if he was ok. I mean he was awake. What could be wrong?" Holly reached for his hand again and this time he didn't pull away. "I'm sorry, I wish I could say more but…"

"I understand." She really did. Blaine meant everything to Cooper and it was obvious that whatever he found out was tearing him up inside. "Are you going to be able to go into the restaurant this morning? Both Dmitri and Puck were looking for you yesterday. And honey, after what you just told me, you're going to want to talk to Puck."

Holly didn't give him a chance to brush it off. She pulled her phone out of her purse, found the number and handed it to Cooper "Hey, Puck…Yeah, Holly didn't really give me a chance to say no. What's so important?" Suddenly, he sat up straighter and then broke out his best I was once in a toothpaste commercial smile "Are you shitting me?...Seriously?...Puck, you better not…And Blaine knows this?...What did Finn say?...Son of a Bitch!...No, Son of a Bitch in a good way…Ok, can you and Finn meet me at Breadstix in one…" Cooper stopped and smiled at his extremely sexy girlfriend "Make that two hours?…Yeah, see you guys then. And Puck, there's something important I want to talk to the two of you about."

It took another minute before his call was over, but when it was Cooper tossed Holly's phone aside and sprung forward, pinning her back onto the bed with a kiss that took her breath away. Before they could give into their feelings, Cooper stood up and offered his girlfriend his hand "I plan on showing you just how thankful I am but I'm not going to do it where my baby brother and his boyfriend do…" Holly didn't make him finish the thought.

Even though he had given himself a cushion, Cooper barely made it to Breadstix in his two hour time frame. Puck and Finn were already at a booth waiting for him, and so was Dmitri who he called after he and Holly had showered (among other things). Dmitri spoke first, but Finn interrupted him before he got too far along in his story.

"Sebastian's sister? You mean the one that works for Dior in Paris?" he asked.

"How would you know that?" Dmitri asked in return.

"Kurt is obsessed with her. Back when he was blackmailing Blaine and Sebastian, he actually had an argument with Sebastian on whether or not he had a sister. Once Kurt realized that he did and who she was, she was all he would talk about. It's gotten better since his focus has turned back to Blaine, but I'm pretty sure he has a small shrine to her in his room."

Cooper and Dmitri looked at each other and then gave nods of agreement. From what Puck had told Cooper earlier and what Finn just added, they knew they had made the right decisions. They just hoped their offers would be accepted.

While Cooper shocked Puck and Finn with his plan, Sebastian and Xavier were in a holding room at the courthouse. Sebastian was drinking a coffee and listening to his father's end of a conversation with Blaine's uncle. He hoped to hear information about Blaine, but if he was being honest, he was actually trying not to fixate on the fact he still hadn't heard from Hunter.

"Al, I can't let you do that…Al…Yes, I've met your nephew and he can be very persuasive…Hold on." Xavier turned his attention to his son "Since all the guys that are giving their depositions tomorrow are at the Andersons and Sierra's plans are on hold, do you want to go back to Dalton when you're done here?"

"I probably should go help with lacrosse practice after eating that breakfast this morning. I'll have to go home and get some stuff, but yeah, if it's ok."

Xavier nodded and went back to his phone conversation "We'd love to come…No, I'm going to let you three tell her. Al, I can't thank you enough for this…Ok, I will…6PM…And Al, do you know how Blaine's biology exam is going?...They are?...They are, huh?...Good luck with that…Bye."

The moment Xavier put down his phone, his son's questions began. "What's going on? How did B's exam go? Why are you going to see Robert…"

"Whoa, son…one at a time. First, Blaine and Luka are done with their Biology exam and both said they believed it went well."

"Luka? As in the Cello brothers, Luka? Why is he there? He and Steph have diplomatic immunity because their dad is the Ambassador from Croatia."

"Both of the brothers are there because a question about their immunity came up. It's been cleared and they were going to leave after the exam, but evidently they are part of some secret project all of the boys in the house are working on."

"My guess is with who's there, Blaine has roped them into working on something for Nationals. Speaking of Blaine, can I tell everyone that the Sebreak wasn't real?"

"No" Sebastian was about to protest, but his dad held up his hand as a sign for him to stop. "You can tell Thad and Nick, and you better call Wes and Santana. Cooper is letting Sam know. They've been able to keep it from Sugar. Oh, and Trent's brother knows for some reason if that helps. For everyone else, you need to wait for Blaine. He has a plan. Maybe that's what the guys are working on?"

He should have known Blaine would have a… "Wait, I can understand Sam hearing about the Sebreak but Wes and Santana are in New York."

"Yes, and Santana said, and I quote If I didn't need his Disney prince ass for this photo shoot, I would be on the next plane to Ohio, kick that fucking Meerkat Warbler in the balls and then really hurt him. I take it she's Blaine's friend that asked you two and Sam to do the photo shoot at Teen Vogue."

"Blaine's scarily overprotective best girl. Maybe I really do need Daniel to come with me to New York." That was good for a laugh. Even though Sebastian had agreed to having a body guard when he went to Columbia, he was still getting use to the idea.

"He was already going. Before you say anything, think about it Sebastian. You are going to be in an international magazine. From what Sierra told me, she arranged for you to be dressed exclusively in Dior. It wouldn't take much for Julien to put things together if he sees the photos. Daniel needs to know what is going out before it goes to print. We agreed to this because it's helping Sam, but you had to know we'd…ok, your mother, would be uneasy about it."

"I thought you talked to Blaine's godmother?"

"I did and she was everything I anticipated her to be. She assured me Daniel would get full cooperation. Can I ask…do you know how she became Blaine's godmother?"

"Bonnie, his mother's mother, she was the Vanderbilt and a bit of a wild child. Her parents shipped her off to a boarding school in England where they met and became instant besties. They dropped out and became party girls in London until Bonnie's parents found her and drug her back to the states. They never lost touch but when she moved to New York, Bonanna was back."

"Bonanna?"

"Sam has a thing for portmanteau names. Anyway, a couple of months before Blaine was born his grandmother was killed in a car crash. At the service, she went up to Mr. and Mrs. A and asked what the baby's name was going to be. They told her Christopher Devon, you know C like Charles and Cooper. She told them no, they could keep Devon but the first name would be Blaine and she was going to be his godmother. That was that, although it is kind of funny that she calls him Charming which begins with a C. Now, you want to tell me why you were thanking Robert?"

"I think Blaine should tell you."

"Dad…"

"Ok, but you can't tell your sister. Rosa told Blaine about her visit and then they went to Al who called Sugar who reluctantly agreed. Rosa is offering to go New York with Sierra and that way she could look after Izzy, Blaine, and the rest of you boys, too…Rosa' words, not mine. Her sister would go live with the Motta's, and work for them part-time since they don't need help like they used to. Plus, her daughter actually lives in Lima so it will be easier to visit. We're all going to the Andersons for dinner and Blaine and Rosa are going to ask Sierra if that would be ok with her."

It was a good thing Sebastian had just finished his coffee because he dropped his cup. For the third time that day he was reminded how lucky he was to have Blaine in his life. He hadn't had time to stress over what happened that morning, but had planned to once his deposition was over. He began to imagine how happy Sierra would be when he was interrupted by a clerk coming into the room and giving his dad a folder. Xavier pulled out some legal documents, then slid the envelope on top across the table.

As he read the note inside, Sebastian couldn't help but smile. He was ready to give his deposition.

I held up my end of our deal. Your turn

His deposition was brutal. Sebastian was the star witness for Dalton, and neither the former Head Master's or Hunter's lawyers held back on their attempts to discredit him even though they were only supposed to be there to observe. Things got so bad that a mediator had to be brought in, but Sebastian held up his part of his deal with Hunter. He explained everything he knew as it related to Dalton and kept his former roommate's extracurriculars to himself. It was worth it to have Hunter's testimony about Kurt's involvement on the record.

Things took so long that he couldn't make it back to Dalton for lacrosse. Sebastian had decided to just stay home for the night when his dad handed him his phone "It's Thad."

Ok? "Hey, Thad. What's going on?"

"Seb, where are you? I'm guessing you're done since we're talking."

"Yeah, I'm leaving the courthouse. I was going to go home…"

"No! You need to get here ASAP."

"Why?"

"Will you not question something for once? Meet us in Blaine's room no later than 4:30PM."

"Hello? Harwood? He hung up on me" Sebastian said as he handed his dad back his phone. "Do you know what's going on?"

"No idea. Oh look, your mom is here."

Sure enough, Sebastian's mom was standing next to his dad's car…and his? "How did my car get here?"

"I drove it here, my Darling Boy" Juliette laughed as she kissed her son's cheeks and handed him his keys. "Your laundry and special I-Pod are in the back seat. Oh, and here…" She reached into her purse and pulled out his phone "You've probably been missing this. It is charged, and I promise I did not try to open it."

Sebastian held firm to not show his panic, although it was late in coming. First of all, he was extremely happy he left his I-Pod on top of his night table and had not put it back in the drawer (with his lube and porn). He was going to have to find a better hiding place. And talk to his mom about respecting privacy. Then, when his parents took his phone, he was so pissed at his loss of communication he forgot all about the pictures that were stored there. Pictures of Blaine, and himself, that his mother could never…ever…ever…ever see. "Thanks Mom" he managed to say without adding a sigh of relief.

His parents were so insistent that he go, Sebastian didn't argue and soon found himself back at Dalton. As he walked toward his room, he could tell guys were dying to talk to him so he made sure his glare kept them away. He didn't want to deal with any non-existent Sebreak issues at the moment. He was too focused on finding out what the hell was going on.

After dumping his stuff on his bed and a quick change out of his suit, he went and knocked on Blaine's door. "Cutting it close, Smythe. Get your laptop turned on and go to your email" Nick said as he pulled Sebastian in and locked the door.

"What the fuck is going on?" Sebastian asked, but no one answered. Doug was at Blaine's desk and he had both Blaine's and Beat's computers running, with all sorts of other electronics connecting them. Nick and Thad had their laptops in front of them and Thad was on the phone with…Mike?

"Yeah…Just click on the link we sent in the email. You can go now but it's happening at 4:30PM…You'll be able to see it on the actual sight, but the link will send you to the page where just the FOWs can comment. You got it?...Great…Oh, ok. Tell Puck I said hi."

Why wasn't anyone paying attention to him? "Hello! What the fuck is going on?" Sebastian thought maybe if he yelled the question they would answer.

Thad looked up from his laptop "Your boyfriend is what happened. Wait, it's true right? Wes said the Sebreak never happened."

"Never happened. Go on." Sebastian sat on Blaine's bed and turned on his laptop hoping he could get some information there.

"Blaine got pissed that show choir website only had Throat Explosion's video up, so he and the other guys at his house made one to replace it."

"And how…never mind." Well, that explained the super computer Doug had pieced together. Sebastian finally got to his email "What's FOW?"

"Friends of Warblers. We sent texts to certain people and it directs them like I told Mike about. Now, hurry."

Sebastian got the site opened just in time to see Throat Explosion's video go to static and replaced with one of the guys in Blaine's music room. "How is this possible? Aren't they on lockdown?"

"I went over earlier and filmed it...don't ask" Doug told him. "And Sebastian, I'll get you the just Blaine version later."

There was no doubt what Doug meant. Jeff and Luka had electric guitars, Beat was at a keyboard, Steph had a bass, but as expected, Sebastian's eyes went straight to Blaine who was sitting behind the drums. He was wearing a white tank that showed off his amazingly toned arms, his curls were loose and he had a wicked, wicked grin on his face "Oh, shit. This is going to be good. B's in full on Wolverine mode."

"Quiet" Doug hissed. "Trent's about to begin."

Hello. We are bringing you this video to prove once and for all that guys can be Divas too. So, to demonstrate and in keeping with the theme of this year's Nationals, we have chosen a Diva from the 1980s. Ladies and Gentlemen, the Dalton Academy Warblers are proud to introduce the band Stress Relief.

When Trent stepped away, they realized that the guys were all dressed like they were in a 1980's era rock band. It also made sense as to why Jeff was on lead.

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel came pumping on the floor
She said "Come on baby I got a license for love
And if it expires pray help from above"
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"
More, more, more.

"Ok, I guess I get to be Blaine here" Nick said as the rest of the guys were laughing at comments from Santana, David, Sam and surprisingly Quinn. "Don't they know the lyrics are about a girl in the middle of an orgasm?"

Sebastian began to laugh harder "Oh, I'm sure they do. And Duval, Jeff's singing and your sister is watching."

As he continued to watch the video, Sebastian wondered if Blaine had something to do with the band's name, Stress Relief. All of the stress he had endured during his deposition was long forgotten. He was too busy having fun commenting with his friends while at the same time having dirty, dirty thoughts about Blaine beating on the drums. For the fourth time that day he was reminded how lucky he was to have Blaine in his life.

When the song ended, the screen went to static again and then Throat Explosion's video reappeared. Doug sent out a quick reminder that if the video was watched on site they were commenting on, it was saved to their hard drive. Sebastian, Thad and Nick continued on, but Doug was watching the actual website's message board until…

"Yes!"

"What's going on?" Sebastian asked as he and the others got up and walked over to Doug.

"Look" Doug pointed to a particular comment…Well played Warblers. Challenge accepted—JB "That's Jean-Baptist, lead vocalist of Throat Explosion. Blaine was hoping for this." Doug stopped his explanation to answer his phone "Hey, Unique. Did you see it?...You're kidding…What's the title?...Are you serious?...I'm with Sebastian. Tell Sam I'll let him know…Thanks. Bye."

"What did Unique want?"

Doug didn't answer verbally, but typed in the information Unique gave him. In less than a minute he had the video of the guys pulled up on YouTube. "This isn't good. Blaine didn't say anything, even though he's co-captain, because he didn't want people figuring out his connection to Julliard. I don't think he ever imagined this."

Sebastian understood what Doug was trying to tell them. Although he was surprised at how fast it happened, he wasn't surprised the video was on YouTube. It was the title that pissed him off.

Rebel Yell by Stress Relief with sexy Sugar Shack guy, Blaine Anderson, on drums

Notes:

I have no idea if the things I have do Doug with his computer are realistic. But, he did say once that he wanted to be a Cyber Criminal (jokingly) and they seem to be able to do a lot of things I wouldn't believe possible. Let's just say Sebastian's hatred of his Computer Science mirrors my own.

Against All Odds: Phil Collins 1999

It was extremely hard for me to use Against All Odds here because to me this is TheBlam song, but it was the one I kept coming back to.

Rebel Yell: Billy Idol, Steve Stevens, William Broad 1983