A/N: Last part I think. I hope you enjoyed reading. Reviews are always loved.

Just Like...Alone

When they find him Sebastian is sitting in the parking lot, next to his car, leaning his back against the door.

He is also crying.

His car keys are lying somewhere beside him on the floor. Sebastian must have been shaking too hard to actually use them to open the lock.

Everyone is surprised when it is Kurt who reacts first and gets to his knees, "Hey."

Blaine is sure Kurt has never before sounded so caring when talking to the no longer so new Warbler.

"Just talk to us," Kurt says resting a hand on Sebastian's shoulder. He shies away from the touch.

"I bet Santana has blabbed to you already anyway," Sebastian replies, sounding bitter and distrusting more than anything.

Taking a step closer Blaine explains, "No she actually hasn't. So why don't you tell us."

And for a moment Kurt has to go back to fighting that impulse again. The one that is telling him to just grab Sebastian, shove him into the cold metal of the car and…but no, that is not Kurt. That's not me. Even with the way Sebastian is looking at Blaine. Again!" Kurt takes a deep breath to calm himself down.

Blaine is still just standing there, looking down at them. Sebastian looking up meeting his gaze when he says, "There is no way to just…I can't make sense of it myself. All I know," he whispers into his own chest, head hanging, "all I know is, I want what I can see in you." Looking over at Kurt he adds, "Between you."

And somehow this takes away a lot of the anger Kurt had been carrying around with him, directed at Sebastian, ever since they first met.

"I thought if I got you Blaine, I'll…I'd…Kurt looks so DAMN happy with you. I thought if only I had you I could be that happy." There is a pause and a deep sigh and then, "The Warblers, Your Warblers, both of yours, they did not just, never just talk about you, Blaine. They talk as much about you, Kurt. Especially about how happy Blaine makes you. Even after all you have been through, HE, can still make you happy."

"That's not how it works though," Blaine interjects, holding out a hand for Kurt to take, helping him back to his feet as their palms meet.

"It isn't?" Sebastian asks, eyes full of confusion.

"No, it isn't me. Or him. Not alone. We make each other happy," Blaine says leaning over and pressing a soft kiss to a smiling Kurt's lips.