Summary: Sebastian and Jeff strategize on what to do next but Blaine puts a wrinkle in their plan.

Warning: This chapter touches on something from canon that bothered me. However, in the story the feelings expressed are overexaggerated due to reasons established in the chapter. I worked with it for quite a while but I could not make it sound anything other than judgmental. In the end, I decided it was necessary to the story I wanted to tell.

Warning: Threats of violence

Soul Mates Handbook Chapter 2: After Regaining Consciousness

Matches will immediately experience a wide range of emotions due to changes in hormones. Hormones should stabilize within a week of the appearance of the soul mark.

Warning: Any match experiencing extreme hormonal fluxuations should be kept as calm as possible. Do not leave them alone but avoid crowds at all costs.

It's Kurt

Trent sprinted over and snatched the phone from Thad's hand "Oh no, Thad Harwood. You are not answering this."

"Why not?" Thad asked as innocently as he could. "It's not like I would mock the asshole or anything." The argument soon became irrelevant. They allowed the call to go to voicemail when Sebastian began to stir.

Without bothering to volunteer, Jeff took the lead and told the others to calm down. Their newest member was easily agitated during normal situations and nothing about this was normal. "Sebastian? You passed out. Just take your time."

"Why do I feel like I was struck by lightning?" Sebastian let out an impressive groan before opening his eyes, which told him everything he needed to know.

"Blaine."

He scrambled over and pushed Nick aside to pull the still unconscious Blaine into his arms. "I've got you. I've got you. We're together. You're going to be fine" he whispered into Blaine's ear as he gently rocked him back and forth. "He's cold."

"I'll get him a blanket" Thad volunteered. "Nick, Trent." They knew Thad was perfectly capable of finding a blanket on his own but it was a miracle no other Warblers had come back to the commons. The three of them had to make sure it stayed that way, at least until Blaine came to.

Jeff stayed where he was on the floor across from the couple. He didn't know how to ask what happened but Sebastian unwittingly let him off the hook. "You're the one who studies soul mates, right? I'm sorry if I…"

Sebastian was a jerk when he found out about his not-so-secret hobby but Jeff decided to let it slide for the time being. "Yes, I'm the one. At first I was fascinated by the science but these days I'm more focused on the history." Even though Sebastian was still rocking Blaine back and forth, Jeff noticed he was staring at the back of his right wrist. "Have you looked?"

"I'm afraid to" Sebastian admitted. "I mean…doesn't this sound crazy? Like seriously fucked-up crazy?"

"Or, it's the most natural thing in the whole world" Jeff countered. Sebastian took a deep breath and flipped his wrist revealing a delicately intertwined S & B. "Wow."

Sebastian began to cry, which wasn't entirely unexpected, but his tears quickly turned into gut wrenching sobs causing his entire body shake. As if on cue, the other boys were back with the promised blanket. They had expected to stay but it only took one look at the couple to send them back into the halls, determined to give Blaine and Sebastian their privacy.

Instead of Blaine, Jeff wrapped the blanket around Sebastian as it would cover both of them. "The guys are making sure no one comes in."

"Thanks" Sebastian had stopped crying enough to be able to speak "Do you know why I'm feeling like this?"

"Part of it is your hormones are totally fucked up but I'm guessing the other part is something I can't say for you." What Jeff was talking about was when soul mates had their initial skin-on-skin contact, and their soul marks formed, in that instant all the memories from one individual were shared with the other. If all of this was real, then Sebastian would understand what Jeff wanted him to say.

"I can't say it." Sebastian felt an overwhelming desire to run his fingers through Blaine's hair so he used the blanket to rub the gel out. "He was beaten, Jeff. The assholes beat the shit out of him." He began to cry again but this time they were streaming tears. Playing with Blaine's curls helped. Sebastian was blown away with how he had instinctively known it would, or how he knew Blaine had curls underneath all the gel.

There was no way for Jeff to make this better, but he could at least tell him "Nick, Thad, Trent and I never told anyone and I'm sure Wes didn't either. We were the only ones Blaine told but I guess you knew that."

Sebastian weakly nodded then his entire demeanor changed. It was startling how quickly he went from inconsolable to infuriated. "He told Hummel when he asked him to prom. Jeff, he told him he was afraid and Hummel said it was perfect. Fucking perfect! Told him they could face their bullies together. And then when Blaine caved, the self-centered son of a bitch wore a fucking kilt to the dance. Like that wasn't a gigantic flashing sign of Hey, fags over here. Come beat the shit out of us! " His body began to shake again, this time not from sadness but the purest expression of anger Jeff had ever seen. "I'm going to kill him. Fucking going to kill him. No court in the world will convict me and if I do it now I can blame the hormones."

"But Blaine will blame you."

Of course, Jeff was right. Blaine's big heart would break if he killed Hummel. "I get he was trying to protect the guy from what happened to him but I don't understand why. The asshole clearly didn't give a fuck about Blaine's fears. If I have his memories shouldn't I understand?"

"Maybe Blaine doesn't understand it himself."

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore. Blaine never has to see him again."

"Yeah, he does, Sebastian. You, of all people, should remember Blaine transferred to McKinley. If nothing else the clothes should give it away."

"Shit! His parents are in the Philippines on business but his mom is coming back early so she can be at the play's final performance on Saturday. We can hide him here until then."

"Good idea. The guys will help. You two can tell his mom on Saturday and I'm sure she'll reenroll him on Monday. But Sebastian, he should at least call someone so his understudy can get ready. People are going to notice when he doesn't show up tomorrow."

"I don't care. He's not going back."

"Yes, I am." Blaine's voice was shaky but his eyes were clear and staring at the beautiful boy he had just met. The beautiful boy he now loved more than anything. "I have to. The play opens tomorrow night and there are two shows on Saturday. I'm the lead and my understudy…" Sebastian let out a grunt of frustration, immediately realizing Blaine was talking about Kurt. However, Blaine had yet to figure out what was happening. "Pourquoi j'ai l'impression que tu le savais déjà? Attendez... pourquoi je parle français? Je ne sais pas comment parler français."

"Parce que je parle français. Ma mère est..."

"Your mother is French and you moved here from Paris because your parents' custody agreement states you must finish high school in the America. How do I…" Blaine finally took stock of the situation he was in…on the floor coming out of unconsciousness, in Sebastian's arms with Jeff the soul mate/mark expert Sterling sitting across from them, the fact he knew every detail of Sebastian's life story and could inexplicably speak French, the pain in his right wrist... "Oh, shit!"

Jeff got up to leave "I'm going to go tell the others Blaine's awake. And guys, it's 5PM which means everyone's at dinner but once their done…"

"A lot of Warblers will be back here to study" Sebastian finished for him. "Jeff, thanks for everything. I know I've been an ass." Jeff gave him a wink and left, meaning Sebastian's focus could shift back to Blaine. "B, now you understand why you have to stay here with me. Dalton is safe and McKinley is not."

Blaine shifted so he could look into Sebastian's eyes and smiled when he found the home he had searched for his whole life. It was heartbreaking to realize so few people would ever experience this type of love. "Bas, you know me as well as I know myself, which is totally mind-blowing. You know I'm doing the play."

"I also know you were planning on having sex with Hummel this weekend" Sebastian spat out.

Blaine could feel a hostility toward Kurt course through his soul mate's body. The thought of Sebastian and Kurt meeting…nope, not going there. "Not anymore, silly. But, I just can't cut-off contact with him either. He'll know something is different."

"Fine, we'll get you through your play but you are coming back to Dalton on Monday. Don't try to deny you already regretted your decision to leave."

"I won't." Blaine shifted again but this time so he could lean in and give Sebastian a kiss so light and so quick, it was almost as if it didn't happen. It was perfect. "Let's go somewhere else and figure out how we're going to do this. Classes aren't in session tomorrow but there is an emergency New Directions meeting at 1PM and I have to be in the auditorium at 5PM to get ready for the play."

"And you have a morning coffee date with Hummel."

"That one worries me the most because Kurt will know I'm hiding something from him. I don't know how I'm going to get through it."

"Oh, that easy. I'm coming with you."

(Microsoft translator) B: Why do I feel like you already knew? Wait...why am I speaking French? I don't know how to speak French. S: Because I speak French. My mother is...

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