It's been over four months since Ryan's death. McKinley high is out for the week for Thanksgiving break. Sam's family is headed to Tennessee without him. He chose to stay behind and be with Finn. Blaine is currently undergoing some intense therapy. The poor boy can barely walk into the choir room. Sam can relate. He can't seem to walk into the locker room. Coach Bieste offered him his position on the football team once again, but he turned her down once again. He wasn't letting Ryan win, he just wanted more time with Finn. Not long after Ryan's death Sam and Blaine moved in with Kurt and Finn. Sam was still having nightmares and it was keeping his brother and sister up at night, so his Father and Mother told gave him their blessing to live with Finn since he was the key to a good night's sleep for Sam. Blaine on the other hand was another story. His parents were driving home from dinner one evening when an eighteen-wheeler lost control and crashed into their car, taking both of their lives. His brother, Cooper and he split the money and sold off just about everything. Cooper visits Blaine from time to time, but Blaine keeps him at arm's length so his visits have become less frequent.

Finn awakens with nothing in his arms. He reaches out but his hands only touch the top of the sheet. Sam has gotten up early again. Finn opens his eyes and sees a note from Sam sitting on the nightstand. He reaches over and opens it.

Finn,

Went out to get breakfast with Blaine, be home soon.

Love,

Sam

I love my boyfriend. If we weren't so young I'd ask him to marry me. God it's getting hard not to just ask him. I mean I know he's still in high school, but we're both nineteen now and I'm way more mature now than I was when I was engaged to Rachel. I hope he gets back soon. I'm kind of starving and my head hurts a little bit. In fact now that I think about it, my head's hurt off and on for a while now. Maybe I should go see a doctor or something? Nah, it's probably nothing to worry about. Nothing a little aspirin can't cure.

Finn crawls out of bed and slips on a pair of pajama bottoms. Kurt gets annoyed when he walks out in nothing but his boxers on. The air in the apartment is cool so he grabs his robe and heads into the living room. Kurt is sitting on the couch watching cartoons.

"Morning Finn." Kurt says happily.

"Morning, how'd you sleep?" Finn asked sounding concerned.

"Pretty good actually, Blaine too." Kurt takes a sip of water from a glass sitting on the coffee table in front of him.

"Didn't sleep at all did you?" Finn says knowing Kurt is lying.

"Barely got two hours, and I don't think Blaine slept at all." Kurt says exasperated.

"Kurt I'm so sorry about what happened. I feel like I let you down, Sam and Blaine too. I should've been able to protect you guys from that Ryan guy." Finn has regretted not protecting his brother for a while now.

When he walked into Kurt's room after Kurt had had surgery to fix the bleed in his brain he almost lost it. He wished he could split himself into multiple versions of himself so that way all the people he loved would have him there protecting them. But, no matter how hard he wishes he knows deep down there was nothing he could've done to stop it.

"Finn please stop blaming yourself. I wasn't raped…almost, but Blaine stopped Ryan from hurting me anymore than he already had. You were taking care of your boyfriend. That's your job and Sam's is to protect you. Just like Blaine and I protect each other." Kurt reaches out and squeezes Finn's hand letting him know he loves his brother.

"But I'm your brother Kurt. I'm supposed to protect you too." Finn's eyes begin to fill with tears. Not a day has gone by that he hasn't cried. It's getting easier to deal with, but he just can't help but feel a little bit guilty for not having gone to get Sam that night or stopping by the school to see if Kurt and Will needed his help. He will always wonder, "What if?"

"Finn we can only protect each other for so long. After a while it becomes our responsibility to protect ourselves and to let the person we love most protect us. You did your job, you were with Sam. Blaine did his job, and now it's my job to make sure he gets through this. You and I are always the first people we talk to about the bad stuff. If it weren't for you I probably wouldn't have slept at all last night. You always know what to say to people Finn. You help chase the monsters away." Finn and Kurt hug just as Sam and Blaine walk through the front door.

Blaine's eyes have huge dark circles under them. He hasn't slept in days. All he has to do is close his eyes and he can see Ryan's face and his hand covered with the rapist's blood. He can still feel his adrenaline pumping, the rage rushing through his veins, and the sight of Kurt about to be violated by that monster. If he does fall asleep he either relives that moment, or he relives the moment of his own rape.

Sam puts the bag of food on the counter. The smell of pancakes, sausage, and bacon fills the room with a delicious fragrance of fatty goodness. Sam walks over to Finn and kisses him gently on the lips. Blaine walks over to the couch and flops down in the seat Kurt was previously sitting in. Kurt sits next to his boyfriend, who falls over into Kurt's lap.

Kurt gingerly runs his fingertips across Blaine's face. A tear trickles down Blaine's cheek, but Kurt wipes it away. He looks down at Blaine's sorrow filled eyes and gives him a halfhearted smile. Kurt wants nothing more than to take away Blaine's pain. Blaine drifts into a slumber and Finn makes his brother a plate of food and feeds him every bite so that Blaine can get some sleep, even if it's brief.

Sam and Finn finish their breakfast while Blaine snores loudly on the couch drooling on Kurt's silk pajamas. Finn walks over and moves the coffee table out of his way. He bends down and scoops Blaine into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Kurt whispers.

"Putting Blaine in your bed." Finn whispers back.

Finn lifts Blaine up and carries him into Kurt's room. Kurt pulls back the covers and Finn puts the sleeping teen into the bed. Kurt covers Blaine with the blanket and sheets, kissing his boyfriend's forehead. Finn and Kurt leave the room and shut the door quietly.

"Thanks Finn." Kurt says hugging his brother.

"No problem. It's nice to see him finally getting some sleep. …Guess you can't fight it sometimes." Finn says with a slight chuckle.

God my head is pounding now. I..I..I can barely see now my head hurts so bad. Oh God, I'm gonna be sick!

Finn dashes off to his bathroom and vomits. Sam and Kurt can hear him from the living room. Sam starts to think back over the past few months and he realizes Finn has had headaches off and on, some being so bad as to wake him up in the middle of the night writhing in pain. Kurt starts to go check on Finn but Sam grabs him by the arm.

"Sam what is it?" Kurt asks wondering why Sam hasn't bolted to take care of Finn himself.

"Kurt I think something is wrong with Finn." Sam says and Kurt furrows his eyebrows at the blonde.

"You think? The poor guy is throwing up his pancakes, Sam. Of course something is wrong with him!" Kurt says in an aggressively hushed tone so he doesn't wake up Blaine.

"No I mean, I think something has been wrong with him for a while now." Sam's eyes are filled with worry.

"Why do you say that?" Kurt says pushing Sam's hand away.

"Because he's had severe headaches off and on for months now, and he keeps refusing to go to the doctor to get checked out. He keeps saying aspirin helps, but I really think something is wrong." Sam and Kurt's attention is turned towards Finn's room when they hear a loud, sudden crash.

The two rush into Finn's bathroom. The young man is unconscious on the floor. Blood is coming out of his nose. Sam rushes to his side and orders Kurt to call an ambulance. Sam listens for breath sounds. Finn is barely breathing and Sam begins CPR, praying that Finn will be alright.