So. Wow. Intense episode. Incredible, but intense. I was really happy to find out that Blaine's parents aren't heartless (obviously, I had thought so anyway but you know, canon now and all that). I immediately thought of George and how he would react so here it is.

I do not mean offense. Hopefully I did it justice.

Feel free to prompt and all that jazz. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, luckily, because they did a fantastic job last week.

From: Blaine

I love you.

George never thought hearing those words from his son would make his heart stop but Blaine never texted those words to his father without an explanation so he immediately knew something was wrong.

George had had a funny feeling in his gut all morning but had brushed it off as a bad meal. Now he knew he should have gone with his instinct.

He fumbled with his phone in his haste to reply. He pressed the call button and held his breath.

It went straight to voicemail.

He tried again… and again… and again.

Finally, he texted back.

To: Blaine

I love you, too. What's happened? Are you okay?

George waited with baited breath as he waited for Blaine to answer. He vaguely registered his boss walking past but paid him no mind, Blaine was far more important than work.

From: Blaine

I'm scared, Daddy.

George felt like he couldn't breathe. His little boy was scared, he could be hurting, what was happening, where was—His phone rang, startling him.

It was his wife, Lily. He quickly answered.

"He texted you." George said by way of greeting. He heard a sniffle.

"What's happening to our baby, George?" His wife said in a small voice.

"I don't know, Hun. Maybe we should ring the school." He suggested. There was some noise in the background then a gasp.

"Oh my god. No. No, no, no, no, no." His wife started sobbing. "No! My Blaine!"

"Calm down, Lily! Breathe!" George insisted.

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN WHEN THERE IS A SHOOTER IN MY SON'S SCHOOL!" Lily screeched.

George's blood turned to ice and he could feel himself starting to get dizzy.

"What?" He whispered. His wife was still sobbing incoherently through the phone. "Oh-oh god."

George thought of all the clichés he had ever heard about how it felt to be in shock. Then he realised they weren't clichés as everything around him became muffled and slow. Then into intensely sharp focus.

He suddenly burst into action, retrieving his keys from his desk draw and running out of his office. He pushed past some people, knocking papers to the ground.

"Anderson! Where are you going?! Anderson!" George heard his boss calling after him but he just ignored it and kept running. He had to get to Blaine.

"I'm going down there now, Lil. I'll find out what's going on and I will make sure Blaine is safe even if I have to run into that building myself." George said, fumbling with his car keys.

"Be safe." Lily whispered. The connection cut off and George took a deep breath as he sat in the car. He sent a text before driving out of the parking garage.

To: Blaine

It's going to be okay, Blaine, I'm coming.

When George got to the school there were police everywhere and students hurrying out the gates. He had to park down the street and run the rest of the way.

"Excuse me, sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." A police officer said. George glared.

"My son is in that school, and you expect me to leave?" He growled.

"I'm sorry, sir, but there is nothing you can do and your presence could be counterproductive to our-."

"Mr Anderson!" George turned at the sound of his name and saw one of Blaine's friends hurrying towards him.

"Tina! Are you okay?! What happened?"

The girl threw herself into George's arms and he gladly accepted her, needing some comfort himself.

"I-I stormed out of the cl-class because I-I didn't get a s-solo ag-again and then the gunshots w-went off and I-I got swept out by e-everyone and I couldn't g-get back to th-the choir room and now I d-don't know if they're safe and I-I'm so sc-scared!" Tina wailed into his shoulder.

"It's okay, it's going to be fine. The police are in there now." He stroked her hair as she clung to his jacket.

They stood together for a long time, unwilling to let go as they waited for the school to get the all clear. About half an hour later, it did.

George closed his eyes, all of his muscles relaxing in relief.

Tina started sobbing again, relieved this time.

It was another ten minutes before the remaining students rushed out the doors. George craned his neck, trying to catch a glimpse of his son's red and white uniform.

Then he was suddenly there, running towards him.

"Daddy!" He called out, flinging himself at his father. George caught him and squeezed him as tightly as he could. Blaine was sobbing into his neck. "I was so scared, Daddy. I don't want to die!"

George kissed his son's gelled back hair and held on for dear life.

"I know, B, I know."

It was just past eleven o'clock later that night when George heard movement out in the hallway. A moment later there was a quiet, hesitant knock on the door.

"Come in." He called, knowing his wife was getting about as much sleep as he was. They had been expecting their son for a while.

Blaine stuck his head around the door, a worried look on his face.

"Can… Can I sleep with you guys tonight?" He asked. His phone was clutched in his hand.

"Of course you can, Bumble. I don't think any of us are getting sleep tonight." Lily said, sitting up against the head board.

Blaine ran across the room and clambered onto the bed like he used to as a child. He curled up between his parents and let out a sigh.

"Whenever I close my eyes, all I can see is everyone's terrified faces and all I can hear is the ticking of the metronome and the gun-shots and the door-handle and the footsteps in the corridor." Blaine whispered. He looked ten years younger than his age at least.

George wrapped an arm around Blaine's shoulder and Lily wrapped her arms around his waist and then the tears came.

"I just kept thinking that I would never see you guys again, I'd never get to say I love you and that I'm so incredibly lucky to have you as parents. And Artie was getting everyone to record messages but I couldn't because I don't want to say goodbye." Blaine sobbed into his mother's shoulder.

"And I thought about how I would never see Kurt again, I would never get the future with him that we've been dreaming about since I was 16. And I'd never get to tell him I will always love him and that I'm so incredibly sorry."

"Sh, honey, you're safe now." Lily whispered into her son's hair. Blaine clutched at both them desperately, the same way he had when he fell off his bike and broke his leg when he was six because Cooper had taunted him and said he couldn't ride it without training wheels.

The same way he had after the Sadie Hawkin's Dance… The same way he had when he came back from New York earlier that year.

"Tina wasn't there and Sam was freaking out because Brittany was all by herself and I couldn't move the piano and no-one was helping Artie. And Marely was panicking because her mom wasn't answering her and Jake was calling someone and Kitty said she did something to Marley's costumes to make her feel fat and then everyone started doing their videos and I couldn't handle it." Blaine rambled.

"I just wanted my mom and my dad. I wanted everyone to be okay." He was sobbing loudly and raggedly now, too much to talk.

George squeezed his son tighter, sending all the comfort towards the boy as he could.

"We're here Blaine, we're here."