So here's what you missed on Just Me

Rachel talked to Liz and convinced her to tell Matthew the truth, which turned out to not be such a big deal because he already knew. Julia still seems like she's just angry about everything, which totally isn't cool. And Blaine moved his hand, which the doctors called a good sign. Oh, and Matthew's friend Andy may or may not have crush on Anna.

And that's what you missed!

So... how many updates is this in one day? Three? Four? I can't remember. All I know is that I'm completely awesome.

"Blaine." I hurried into the room, hoping for some good news. The scene didn't look too different to the naked eye, but I was keen enough to see the subtle changes. Ian didn't look quite so guarded and angry (his way of dealing with pain, in case you were wondering). Grandpa Burt was smiling, a real smile, not the fake one he'd been wearing the last few days. Anna looked like her normal self, perhaps a bit cheerier. I could see Daddy K's face, but I knew he had to look completely different - if Gabe was any indication, anyway. He was still at the edge of the bed, but instead of being curled in a ball, he was sitting upright and cross-legged, looking happier than I'd seen him in what felt like forever.

"Hey, babe," I heard Daddy B say. His voice was rough and scratchy, but that didn't take away from the fact that it was his voice. He was talking. He wasn't dead. It was like all the bad things that had ever happened to me just vanished with those two words.

"Huh," Grandpa Burt said, amazed. "Guess all he needed was you, Kurt." I smiled. If that wasn't true love, then I don't know what was.

"You - you okay, Daddy B?" Gabe asked tentatively, as if he was unsure of whether or not this was actually happening.

"A little sore, but yeah. I think I'm good." He looked at the twins. "Are you guys okay?"

"Yeah," they said, getting back into their "we're-twins-so-we're-going-to-say-everything-at-the-same-time" thing. Great.

"Good. And what about you, Kurt?"

"Are you seriously asking me that, Blaine? I've been worrying over whether or not you were going to die. I've been a complete mess." He started to cry again.

"Ssh, ssh. It's okay, baby." He put his hand on the back of Daddy K's neck and pulled his head down. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere for a very long time."

"Promise?"

"Promise. I love you, Kurt."

"I love you, too, Blaine." And when they kissed, I knew everything I was going to be okay.

"Wait. Where's Lizzie?"

"Right here, Daddy B," I said, stepping further into the room, Matthew following me like a shadow. Seeing him awake, knowing that he could finally talk to me and tell me everything was okay, made me lose it like I had so many times in the last few days.

"Come here, baby," he said opening his arms. I detached my hand from Matthew's and launched myself into his embrace. I buried my face into his shoulder as he stroked my hair. "Don't cry, Princess. Everything's okay."

"I know," I said, sitting up and drying my tears. Noticing Matthew standing there looking slightly awkward. "Oh, right. Daddy B, this is..."

"Matthew Davies, right? Quarterback?" Matthew nodded. "You're a hell of a football player, kid. But uh... why are you here?"

"Because he's Liz's boyfriend," Anna teased from her corner.

"Boyfriend?" Daddy B looked at Daddy K. "How long was I out?" he stage-whispered. Everyone laughed. "But seriously. I have no problem with you two dating. But just so we're clear... You're not going to hurt my baby girl, right?"

"Wouldn't dream of it, sir." Daddy B groaned. He hated being called "sir" the same way Daddy K hated being called "Mr. Hummel-Anderson".

"Call him Blaine," everyone said.

"Okay," Matthew laughed.

Just then the door burst open and Uncle Finn announced, "The hobbit's awake!"

"Really, Finn? You're going to start in on that?"

"I've been calling you a hobbit since we were sixteen. I'm not going to stop now just because..." But I tuned the rest out, knowing that it could go on for hours. Instead I looked around and smiled. My whole family was there - Grandpa Burt and Grandma Carole, Uncle Finn and Aunt Rachel, Anna and Dylan, Gabe and Ian, my daddies, and - I reached for him and held him close - Matthew.

Everything was perfect.

Daddy B had to stay in the hospital for a few more days so the doctors could watch him and make sure he was one hundred percent. We all said our goodbyes and then we drove back to the school so Matthew could get his car. I walked him over to it and leaned against the hood and said, "So earlier at the hospital, you said something about me needing to feel lucky for having two dads because some people don't even have one." I paused, looking straight into his eyes. "Were you talking about you?"

"Yeah," he replied, busying himself with looking for the right key.

"Where is he? Your dad, I mean."

"Hell if I know. I don't even know who he is." He found the right key and started to put it in the lock, but I put my hand over his, stopping him.

"What do you mean, you don't know who he is?"

He took a deep breath and looked at me. "Look, I've never told anyone this before and I'm only telling you now because you were honest with me. Just - just don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Of course," I vowed.

"Okay. Well... my mom was... raped. Then she found out she was pregnant and even though she knew it was that bastard's, she said she was going to keep it. Everyone told her to get rid of it, but she said no. She said that it was her baby and she loved it no matter who its father was. And nine months later... there I was."

"Oh, my God. Matthew, I-I'm so sorry." I ran my fingers through his hair.

"And here's the kicker. I look just like him."

"So?" I knew he thought that was probably a bad thing, but I remembered what Aunt Rachel had told me last night. "Just because you look like hm doesn't mean you are him. You are the sweetest person I have ever met and I know you would never hurt anyone the way that man hurt your mom."

"Thanks. I needed to hear that." He kissed me. "See you tomorrow?"

"Of course." He got in his car and I waved to him as he drove off.

Is it too early to say I think I'm in love?

The next day, I walked into the choir room, happier than I'd ever felt. First of all, it was Friday ("It's Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday"... sorry, I couldn't resist). Second, my dad was healthy and going to be home in a few days. And thirs, I was holding the hand of one of the most gorgeous guys in school. Nothing could ruin my mood.

Or so I thought.

"Okay, guys. Settle down," Mr. Schue said, walking into the room and catching the football two of the boys were in the process of throwing. He held up a piece of paper and said, "I just got our competition for Sectionals. The Jane Addams Academy and.. you'll like this, Kurt," he said over his shoulder and I knew what he was going to say next. "The Dalton Academy Warblers."

"What kind of stupid name is the Warblers?" Jason Carver said from his seat in the back row.

"A warbler is a bird," Anna explained.

"Whatever. We are so going to win this, Mr. Schue."

"Yeah," Julia agreed. "I mean, Jane Addams is a halfway house for girls just getting out of juvie."

"And everyone knows Dalton is a private school for gay guys," Jason added. "So criminals and a bunch of fags. Yeah, this'll be a piece of cake."

Ian turned around in his chair so fast, I had to do a double take. "What did I tell you about using that word, Carver?"

"What word? Oh, you mean fag? I'm sorry, Ian. I forgot. Would you rather I use homo?"

Matthew and Andy grabbed Ian before he could get out of his seat. "Jason, I've had enough of your taunting. I don't want to hear you use any offensive language again or I'm going to have to give you detention. And, Ian, calm down."

"But Mr. Schue... you heard what he said," Ian protested, his anger slowly abating.

"I konw. And I'm handling it. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Anyway, if I remember correctly, Jane Addams likes to use what's known as hairography. Right, Kurt?"

"Right."

"Which basically means that they flip their hair around a lot to distract from the fact that they aren't very good performers. Which is something we don't need."

Daddy K laughed. "I seem to recall you thinking something very different twenty years ago, Mr. Schue." Mr. Schue had told Daddy K to call him Will, but Daddy K said that would be like calling his dad Burt.

Mr. Schue reddened and said, "Yes. Well, ignoring that... Jane Addams is going to be easy to beat. But the Warblers... they're a different story. They're good. Like, almost Vocal Adrenaline good. If we want to beat them, we're really going to have to practice hard."

"Mr. Schue," Daddy K said, standing up. "I know the perfect person to help us beat the Warblers."

How's that for an ending? Anyways...

And next time...

Matthew: Liz? Can I tell you something?
Liz: Of course.
Matthew: I think - I think I might love you.

Liz: You know what, Julia? I've had just about enough of your crap.
Julia: Bring it, bitch.

Blaine: Now they key to beating the Warblers is...

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