"Operation Kurt and Dave." Blaine said before tossing a kernel of popcorn and trying to catch in his mouth.

"That's so lame." Santana answered, tossing popcorn at Blaine.

"Sorry, but I have to agree." Sebastian piped up from the floor.

Kurt looked around his living room, smiling. A movie night turned into a strategy meeting for getting Kurt and Dave back together. Kurt couldn't help but shake his head at the silliness of it. The movie had gone off hours ago. Finn was sitting in the chair, his legs swung over the arm of the chair as he half-focused on the game he was playing and half-focused on the conversation going on around him. Blaine took up the other chair, his position mirroring Finn's, but instead of facing the tv, he was facing the couch. Kurt sat curled up on one end of the couch – the one closest to Blaine's chair – and Santana and Brittany sat at the other end. Brittany sat with her back against the couch, and Santana laid back against her, sitting between her legs. Sebastian was sprawled out on the floor. Burt and Carole were in and out of the living room, catching only snatches of the conversation as they passed through. They heard enough to understand what was going on, though, and offered ideas as they went along.

After Burt's confession that they missed Dave, Kurt hadn't been too surprised that they weren't too upset over Kurt and Blaine splitting up. It wasn't that they didn't like Blaine, because they actually loved Blaine. They just didn't really believe that Blaine was the one for Kurt. That spot – to them – was Dave's. Kurt found it funny that even his parents were a part of his and Dave's fan club. That Dave probably had no idea even existed.

What would you think if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me

Kurt couldn't help but grin as the song came to mind, and it didn't go unnoticed. Santana nudged him with her foot, and asked, "What's with you, Smiley?"

Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key

"A song came to mind, is all."

"Oh, a song to send to Davey?" She asked. Everyone was looking at Kurt now, and this only made his smile even wider. He only shook his head in answer, because for once, the song had absolutely nothing to do with Dave.

I get by with a little help from my friends
I get high with a little help from my friends
I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends

"Has nothing to do with Dave, actually." Kurt admitted.

"What, really? You mean you actually think about things that aren't about Dave?" Sebastian asked, and Kurt tossed a pillow at him. Sebastian only laughed and threw the pillow back in answer. Their... friendship – for lack of a better word – had definitely improved in the last week. He was sure now that Sebastian and Blaine definitely cared about each other. In fact, they kind of reminded him of him and Dave.

"Yes..."

What do I do when my love is away
Does it worry you to be alone?

"Well, what song is it?" Santana asked, nudging Kurt with her foot. She was so damn pushy, but Kurt didn't mind. He actually kind of liked it. She took charge with everyone, which... in this group, having someone in charge was kind of necessary.

How do I feel by the end of the day
Are you sad because you're on your own

"Why do you want to know? It's not Dave-related." Kurt said.

"It's Kurt-related, which is good enough for me because I'm a nosy bitch." Santana answered.

I get by with a little help from my friends
I get high with a little help from my friends
I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends

"Fine. Any Beatles fans?" Kurt asked, addressing everyone in the room. There was a grin and a yes from everyone in the room, and Kurt thought maybe this was fate playing a hand now because god, could he have a more perfect group of friends? "With A Little Help From My Friends."

"Oooh, Auntie Tana likes."

"Do you need anybody?" Blaine sang, grinning.

"I need somebody to love." Kurt sang.

"Could it be anybody?" Sebastian sang from the floor, his goofy smile popping up over the coffee table.

"I want somebody to love." Kurt sang to Sebastian.

"Would you believe in a love at first sight?" Finn sang from his chair, his eyes still on the screen. Blaine and Sebastian laughed, because everyone had forgotten that he was there.

"Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time." Kurt sang, resting his feet on the coffee table.

"What do you see when you turn out the lights?" Santana sang, wagging her eyebrows at Kurt.

"I can't tell you, but I know that it's mine." Kurt grinned, tickling the bottom of her foot. She squealed and pulled it back as everyone – but Brittany – joined in singing:

I get by with a little help from my friends
I get high with a little help from my friends
I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends

They all lapsed into giggles, and Kurt thought there was nothing better than sitting around with a group of your friends, singing, talking, plotting, whatever. He was having fun with them, and that was what mattered. They were all one little happy family. But they were missing one. One instrumental person that would complete this odd little family.

"Is that our secret code?" Brittany asked seriously, and everyone lapsed into laughter all over again. This only confused her even more, but she couldn't help but smile because everyone was laughing and happy and she liked that best.

"It's our song." Santana said decidedly.

"I think it's perfect." Blaine agreed.

"All in favor say aye." Santana said.

"Aye!" They all called out and the giggles started all over again.

Kurt sighed deeply, smiling as he gazed around the room at each person there. This was by far the least likely group he'd ever pictured spending their Saturday night in his living room, but at the same time, Blaine had been so completely right. It only made sense that all of them would be so close now. They understood each other in ways that no one else could. Well, Finn was the exception, but they all had a pretty deep respect for Finn these days. Santana hadn't really known all of that about Finn taking care of Kurt over the summer, but when it all came out, she had been shocked and awed. She'd always thought that Finn's stupidity had made him a shallow sort of man and that he didn't possess the sensitivity it took to take care of a person like that, but she was learning that so many people really underestimated him.

"Think Dave knows that one?" Finn asked from his chair.

"Oh are you kidding?" Sebastian huffed from the floor, and Kurt started laughing. No one else in the room had any idea why they reacted the way that they did, but Kurt quickly explained.

"Dave is obsessed with the Beatles. They're his favorite."

"Ohhhh. That's something you have in common, then." Finn answered.

"Well, the Beatles aren't my favorite-" Kurt protested.

"No, but you are obsessed."

"It's true." Blaine said in agreement.

"We could use that." Santana said suddenly.

"Huh?" Kurt kind of wanted to laugh at the fact that everyone said it together at once, but he decided not to. He wanted to know what Santana was on about.

"You and Dave share this obsession. We can use that. You could sing to him. A Beatles song." Santana answered, resting her feet in Kurt's lap.

"Except he won't even think about texting or emailing Kurt." Sebastian said.

"And he's been avoiding Kurt in the halls." Finn said.

"So we'll force him into it." Santana answered.

"He'll see through that."

"He doesn't trust you anymore, San." Britt answered and everyone turned to look at her. "What? Ever since she convinced him to come when Kurt sang that Kesha song, he won't go along with anything she wants him to do."

"She what?" Kurt asked, shocked.

"That was forever ago." Santana shrugged and rolled her eyes. Kurt sighed. This was typical Santana. She knew everything, kept her mouth shut about most things, and went about doing crazy things to get everyone stirred up. "He thought you were singing about Blaine at first."

"Really? Kurt and I were still together then." Blaine said, tossing another popcorn kernel up and catching it with his mouth.

"You knew about that?" Kurt asked, dumbstruck.

"Yeah. Mercedes told me."

Santana sent a glare at Blaine. Santana was still so pissed over that episode with Mercedes earlier in the week that she had forbidden everyone in their little group from saying her name in her presence. Kurt caught her and Mercedes glaring at each other all week in glee and he wondered if they were ever going to get over it. As it was, Kurt still hadn't spoken to Mercedes since, and Mercedes hadn't really tried to talk to him. Kurt didn't know what that meant for their friendship, but he hoped that this would blow over at some point. Even if they'd grown apart over the past year, she'd been his first good friend in high school.

They all sat together in a sort of comfortable silence that you wouldn't really expect from a group of six. Kurt was doodling random things in a notebook. Finn was still playing his game. Brittany was running her fingers through Santana's hair, while Santana just sat there and enjoyed it. Blaine was still catching popcorn in his mouth, and Sebastian was flipping through one of the magazines that had been sitting out on the coffee table. While it might seem that they were trying to keep themselves entertained, they were just content to sit there together without saying anything.

The silence didn't last long, however, as an idea came to Blaine.

"You could write the lyrics out and give it to him."

"I don't think that would work. He'd probably just throw it in the trash." Kurt said, not looking up from his notebook.

"Santana could give it to him." Sebastian suggested.

"Doubt it would work," Santana answered. "He would probably guess it was a message from Kurt."

"What if I drew on the outside of the note and made it look like a note from me and gave it to him? Then he wouldn't really suspect Santana or Kurt and he'd read it and then he would know it's from Kurt." Brittany said. Everyone looked at her, surprised, but they all considered it. No one pointed out that it would probably be really weird for Brittany to give Dave a note, but then Dave might just pass it off as Brittany being her usual strange self. None of them were sure if Dave would read the note, but what was the harm?

"It's worth a try." Finn answered and everyone agreed.

"Know what song you'll use?" Santana asked Kurt.

"Not yet, but I'll figure it out."

"Operation Beatles is a go." Blaine said, grinning.

"Well," Santana sighed. "It's better than Operation Kurt and Dave."