Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters… if I did, Karofsky wouldn't exist anymore, Jesse wouldn't have been such an asshole (albeit one I believe legitimately fell for Rachel), and there would be a LOT more Blaine.

A/n: I was very close to uploading this chapter without an author's note, as it is currently almost 2 AM. And I'm wide awake (too much sweet tea and soda today thanks to work). But yeah… here's another chapter.

Kurt was nervous, although it was mostly for his boyfriend's sake. He didn't have to testify, and so he was sitting in the gallery to listen to what the other boy had to say.

If he was being honest, Kurt thought it was ridiculous that the lawyers were forcing Blaine to testify. Kurt had been with Blaine the night before, when the prosecutor had tested the FM system with him in the courtroom, and it hadn't gone that well. If the woman got too far away from where Blaine was seated, the sound quality diminished to the point that Blaine couldn't understand what she was saying. If she got too close, feedback from the system interfered with his comprehension.

From his place in the audience, Kurt could see the frustration on his boyfriend's face. The prosecutor had already finished questioning him, and the defense attorney wasn't as careful about positioning in the room to make sure that Blaine could hear his questions.

"I'm sorry… I can't understand what you're saying…" Kurt couldn't help but shoot the defense attorney an evil look as the man moved even further away from Blaine, not bothering to look at the boy as he spoke.

"Do you need me to rephrase the question?"

"Sir, I can't hear you… I need you to look at me, and I need you to move closer for the transmitter to work." Kurt couldn't help but smile slightly at Blaine's answer, even though Blaine hadn't heard the man's actual question. Kurt watched as the man did what Blaine suggested, although the man moved too close before he repeated himself.

"You stated that you experienced amnesia following the incident… how can you be sure that the defendants are, in fact, your attackers?" the man asked. At least he was close enough that Blaine could read his lips to some extent.

"I started remembering before I spoke to the police. The faces were there, even if I didn't know their names. I… I didn't want to see them, in the yearbook. I wanted it to just be a random attack. But I saw their faces that night, and then again in the McKinley yearbook."

"But you had seen those boys before." Kurt watched as Blaine shook his head.

"No… I hadn't."

"You'd been to McKinley before… surely you could have seen them while you were there?"

"I'd been to McKinley once before. And I didn't even remember that… I still don't remember ever being there."

"But you remembered David Karofsky…" Kurt watched the way Blaine shifted uncomfortably at the mention of that name, and he was confused.

"I can't explain why I remember him… he isn't exactly someone I want to remember. Kurt… Kurt told me that the one time we met, before that night, he pushed me into a fence and threatened me."

"He threatened you? You told the police that he threatened you?" the defense attorney asked.

"Of course… but I didn't see him on campus that night. I don't know if he was there or not."

"You don't know whether or not he was there… and yet you identified three attackers. Only three."

"There was a fourth voice, but I never saw who it came from. They are the only ones that know who the other guy was."

"Did you see David Karofsky the night you were attacked?"

"Briefly, yes."

"Where?" Kurt could see that the defense attorney had thought of something, something that could prove to be dangerous.

"At the gas station, when I stopped on my way back to campus. Which I told the police when I remembered… I've given them everything I've remembered so far."

"But you didn't tell them why David Karofsky threatened you, did you?"

"I don't remember why…" Blaine began.

"You don't remember… you don't remember confronting David Karofsky after he kissed your boyfriend, Kurt Hummel?" Kurt felt his jaw dropping to the floor as Blaine turned to look at him, confused. He had no idea where the man had gotten that information, but Kurt hadn't mentioned that to Blaine and he knew that it was going to be a shock.

"What?" Kurt bit down on his bottom lip as Blaine struggled to find words in response to the man's question. "I… I don't…"

"What? You didn't know that David Karofsky had kissed your boyfriend?"

"No…" Kurt closed his eyes as Blaine looked at him in confusion.

"Kurt Hummel didn't mention that fact to you before the police showed up to speak to you? He didn't mention the fact that the defendants – all McKinley high school football players – had teased him mercilessly before he transferred to Dalton?" the man asked.

"No… I had no idea…"

"You expect this court to believe that your boyfriend didn't tell you all of these things?"

"I was still trying to figure out who Kurt was… I didn't remember him when I woke up, and I'm still struggling to remember everyone. There are parts of my life that I don't think I'll ever remember…"

"I think this would be a good time to adjourn for the day. We'll pick this back up tomorrow morning at 9 AM." Kurt waited until the jury was out of the room before he ran up to the witness box where Blaine was still seated.

"I'm sorry… I should have told you sooner. I just didn't think it mattered…"

"I… can we just go?" Kurt nodded in response to Blaine's question, holding out a hand to help the older boy up. "I just want to get out of here."

The ride back to the hotel Blaine and his mother were staying at was silent and slightly tense; Kurt didn't want to say anything that might upset his boyfriend, and it seemed as though the older boy didn't want to talk.

"I'm going to go pick up some dinner… anything specific you boys want to eat?" Mrs. Anderson asked.

"I'm not that hungry," Blaine commented as they pulled into a parking spot. Kurt got out of the backseat and opened Blaine's door, helping his boyfriend out of the car. Even though he was out of the massive cast, Kurt knew that Blaine still wasn't getting around that well thanks to the walking boot that his doctor had prescribed.

Kurt settled onto the bed next to Blaine in silence, watching the older boy close his eyes and start to cuddle up into Kurt's side. "You should take your hearing aids off if you're going to take a nap."

"I'm not going to take a nap. I… I'm just not sure what I'm supposed to do right now…" Kurt reached over and took Blaine's hand.

"Then do me a favor and just listen. When we first met, I was going through a really tough time. Karofsky was making my life hell… locker checks, dumpster dives. You name it, I was dealing with it. I showed up at Dalton to spy on the Warblers and I was sure that you all were going to beat me up when you figured it out. But you, and Wes, and David were so nice to me. When you heard, we exchanged numbers and you told me that I didn't have to be the victim… that I should stand up for myself. So the next time it happened, I followed him into the locker room and started yelling at him, asking him what his problem was. And he kissed me."

"Kurt… I don't have to hear this…"

"You need to know, Blaine. If I had thought that they would ever find out about Dave and that kiss, I would have told you before the trial started. I don't even know where they got that information…"

"We went to talk to him. To try and help him…" Blaine began. Kurt nodded.

"You just wanted to make sure he knew that he wasn't alone, but he took it as a threat and pushed you into a fence. And a few days later he threatened to kill me if I told anyone else what had happened. When my dad found out, he and Carole gave up their honeymoon to send me to Dalton, to protect me from Dave."

"And Dave is the reason we're together." Kurt raised an eyebrow. "If you hadn't come to Dalton, those boys never would have come after me. Who knows how long I would have had my head stuck up my ass if all of this hadn't happened."

"You would have figured it out eventually."

"And what if I hadn't?" Blaine asked.