A/N: Hey guys! How's everyone been? Hope you enjoy this update :)

"I'm in a funk." Thad said as he slid down his chair at the little coffee shop. Trent, Jeff, and Blaine invited him to their coffee outing. He has seemed a little down all week.

"We've noticed." Jeff said as he wrapped his hands around his coffee.

"That's why we brought you here." Blaine added.

"What's wrong?" Trent asked.

"It's just Wes as always!"

"Is he getting on your nerves?" Blaine asked.

"No, I just never get a say in anything! I'm part of the Senior Council too!" Thad was yelling now.

"Calm down, bud." Blaine said, "We'll talk to Wes."

Thad sat back in his chair, "Good luck smacking some sense into that boy. I love Wes dearly but he tends to be a bit bossy and controlling."

The other three boys snorted their agreement. They knew how Wes was.

Jeff stood up, "'Smack some sense'? that doesn't sound like a bad idea." He began to roll up his sleeves.

Trent nudged him to sit back down.

"I was kidding!" Jeff admitted, "Although, sometimes..."

"We're all going to take the high road on this but we'll definitely be at your side, Thad." Blaine said with a reassuring smile.

"Thanks guys!" Thad smiled back.

"It's what friends are for." Trent added.

Kurt nudged Rachel as he sat down next to her at lunch, "How's the wedding plan been going?" He asked her with a smile. He noticed her reading a wedding magazine.

Rachel shrugged - not looking up from her reading - in response.

"Have you picked out any pretty dresses you might want to wear?" Kurt continued.

"A few." She said before licking her index finger and turning the page.

"You're acting like you're ignoring me." Kurt said. He was feeling confused.

"I'm not." She replied, "Just busy."

"You can hold off a bit." You're not due for a wedding until much, much later."

"Yeah, about that..." Rachel trailed off. She knew where this was going.

"When's the wedding?"

"Well..."

"When's the wedding?" Kurt asked a bit louder.

"It's sometime soon..."

"God dammit, Rachel!"

"Hey, in my defense it isn't until the end of this month..."

"The end of this -!" Kurt began, exasperated but stopped himself, "Look, I love you and I love Finn but don't you guys think it's a bit early to get married? Just the other day you were rambling on how you want to wait around for a while before you get hitched. Now you're telling me your wedding's at the end of this month!?"

"You have no say in this." Rachel protested.

"I'm only stating what's best."

"We're soul mates. We're bound to get married someday."

"But not while you're in high school."

Rachel was getting angry with her friend now, "What do you know! You haven't even met yours yet!"

That statement felt like it had stabbed Kurt. He felt really hurt by his friend's words. He looked down at the table.

"No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"You're right." Kurt murmured.

"What!? Kurt, no!"

"I haven't met mine yet. What do I know?" With that said Kurt stood up and left Rachel there alone. He probably did know a lot all ready it just hit him that he didn't know it all.

"We need to speak to you!" Jeff announced upon Wes opening the door to his dorm the next day.

"Can you make this quick? I plan on going home sometime today." Wes asked. Blaine nodded inside. The four entered inside the dorm. David was there too, chilling on his bed. He sat up when he saw the guests.

"Well hello, men!" He exclaimed with a smile, "What are you three doing here?"

"They're here to speak to me, Davey." Wes replied as he sat at the edge of his bed. Jeff, Blaine, and Trent enclosed Wes.

"We heard you've been treating Thad like crap which is inexcusable." Trent said.

"We're Warbler's, we're brothers. We attend Dalton, we don't bully. Especially our brothers." Jeff added.

"I don't bully Thad and I don't treat him like shit." Wes said.

"But your making Thad unhappy." Said Blaine.

"I don't know what I'm doing to him?"

"But we do." Trent answered. Wes fixed himself in his seat.

"You're not giving Thad's ideas a chance. You push them away." Jeff said.

"I'm right. He's wrong. It's not my fault."

"Wes! That's considered bullying!" David called out, "These boys have a point. You do push Thad around a lot."

"I do not!" Wes protested, "I gave him the idea for Video Killed the Radio Star!"

"Because we had to talk about it." David added.

"Why has Thad been upset this past week anyways?" Blaine asked.

"I'm guessing because I wouldn't go with his dance move idea." Wes said.

"May we see the move?" Trent asked.

Wes stood up. The three boys moved to clear room for Wes. Wes then began demonstrating the move. It was a side to side slide forward then a little three-sixty spin.

"I like the move. Why don't you?" Blaine said.

"Well it's just..."

"He doesn't like it because it's not what he envisioned." David said from his bed.

"Are we done here?" Wes asked, beginning to feel embarrassed.

"For now." Jeff said then signaled the other two to follow him out.

"Kurt? Kurt open your door!" Rachel called from outside Kurt's room, "Kurt, listen! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for what I said! I didn't mean it!"

Kurt finally peaked through the door, "I just expected that my friends wouldn't make fun of me for being without my soul mate. I guess I was wrong. I can't hide from the fact that everybody around me has found theirs and I have no idea when I'm going to meet mine."

"I was just upset that you went from super supportive to against the idea."

"I guess I really never found it to be a good idea. I just wanted you two to be happy. And to be honest, I am a little jealous."

"Can I have a hug?" Rachel asked.

Kurt thought about it for a moment and opened up the door all the way so he could hug his friend, "But we're not done talking about this!"

"I can live with that." Rachel smiled into the hug.

"I thought you would be home by now?" Was the first thing Blaine heard when he got home that Saturday evening. He found his father sitting in his recliner reading book.

"Sorry, I know, I know. I would've been home sooner but I had to talk to Wes then I went with Jeff and Trent to the recreational center." Blaine apologized, "We kind of lost track of time from there."

"Your mom expected to see you at the dinner table tonight. She was so heartbroken to see your empty chair like she doesn't see it empty five days out of the week." Blaine could almost hear Henry's voice crack.

His father's words made Blaine feel so guilty. He loved his mother with all his heart and imagining her sadly sitting at her chair eating her home cooking and looking across the table to her youngest son's seat only to find it empty panged him.

"I'm so sorry dad-"

Henry stopped him mid-sentence, "Try telling your mother." He said as he picked a fresh cigar out of the box sitting on the table next to him. He then proceeded to light it and put it in his mouth.

Blaine turned around and forced himself to the kitchen where he found his mother hovering over the sink, hands resting in the soapy water. He could hear her crying and even see it from the way her back jerked as she huffed for quick breaths.

Blaine approached the crying woman and rested a comforting hand on her shoulder, causing her to jump in shock.

"Mom?" Blaine questioned.

"Just leave me alone." Was how Margaret replied to her son.

"Mom. I'm-I'm sorry. I should've been more conscientious of the time."

"I said, 'Just leave me alone'!"

"Can we just-"

"I don't want to talk about it, sweetie. Not right now."

Blaine backed away from his mother. She never even looked at him. Blaine took a deep breath in before deciding to leave the room.

Margaret looked back behind her as she watched her son disappear into the hallway before breaking down into another sob.

Monday rolled around and Kurt found himself back at the school's bathroom cleaning up the morning's slushy-ing from his daily tormentor.

He was hovered over a sink splashing water on his face as he let his eyes wander to Blaine's name

"Please tell me you don't take this?" He asked, "I mean, I know you took something. I felt it. But that was years ago. Do you still take things like this? Something similar? I bet not. You probably have it easier."

Kurt smiled at his scar. Blaine probably couldn't hear him but he was determined to ask these questions to eventually get the answers.

"Are you okay?" Jeff asked that day at lunch, "You've seemed down all day. You hardly ate your breakfast. You were too focused on your studies. You have hardly said a word to us. And now you have barely made a dent in your lunch!"

"I guess I really haven't been in such a good mood. No." Blaine replied in a low whisper.

"What's wrong, Blaine?" Trent asked.

"Wes didn't get to you too? Did he?" Thad asked. Wes gave him a death glare in reply.

"Have you ever upset your mother?" Blaine asked as he began using his spoon as he played with his peas.

"It happens." Nick shrugged.

"It's bound to happen." Replied David.

"Nobody's perfect." Said Wes.

"How does that get you down?" Jeff asked, "We all do it."

Blaine sighed as he sat back in his chair, "I just really, really hurt her. And I regret it dearly."

"What did you do?" Wes asked.

"Saturday, I got home late. It was passed dinner and she was just so heartbroken. She wouldn't look at me, wouldn't talk to me. She didn't want me around. We passed each other and never interacted for the rest of the night and all Sunday. I feel heavily bad."

"Don't let that get you down. Your her son, she's just looking at for you. She was probably scared that you weren't home at your usual time so she was probably freaking out. She needs time to adjust and to properly come up with something to say." Nick started, "It's hard on parents to not have their child around sometimes. You will learn that someday, Blaine."

"Give it time, Blaine Warbler." Wes added, "She'll be back."

Blaine nodded and looked down at Kurt's name. He wondered how Kurt's relationship with his parents were like.

Tuesday was coming to an end and Kurt has been stuck at home with a fever all day. He heard a knock at the door. He thought that it was Carole checking up on him again.

Kurt groaned loud enough for them to hear from the other side of the door as he turned on his side. Sometimes laying on his side helped his stomach.

The door opened and in peeked his dad.

"Hey, kiddo! How're you feeling?" He asked as he walked into his son's room.

Kurt moaned in response.

Burt looked down at the sheet he had in his hand "Carole had to head to hospital. It's just you and me now. She gave me a strict list of how to treat you. I guess it's time for your six-thirty medication?"

"Why is she telling you how to treat me? You've done it for years without her. And mom." At this moment Kurt looked at his father's ring finger. Even if he never could see it he knew that 'Elizabeth' was once scarred on his father's finger. Elizabeth was Kurt's biological mother and Burt's soul mate. After her death the scar faded away.

Kurt looked down at Blaine's name scarred on his finger.

Burt sat down at the edge of Kurt's bed and opened an orange pill bottle, "Well, Carole's a nurse. She does know how to get rid of a fever faster than most other people. She even prescribed these pills for you to take at very particular times."

"Dad, what was it like?" Kurt questioned.

"What was what like?" Burt asked as he gave his son the pills.

Kurt sat up to easily swallow the pills. He took a drink of the water sitting on his bedside as he swallowed the pills before he answered, "I mean, losing your soul mate. Mom. What was it like?"

Burt looked at his son. His eyes cast a solemn glare.

"Sorry if it was personal. I just wanted to know." Kurt looked back down at Blaine's name. He began slowly tracing out the letters like usual.

"Well, I was very heartbroken at first. I had no idea what I was going to do. It was just you and me and I knew that it was going to be hard raising a young boy without some help. Of course I had your grandma here for a little while to help me figure things out but once she had to go back to Illinois it was just you and me again-"

"No, I just want to know... your feelings, personally."

"I'm still upset about it. I'm so glad I found Carole but-" Kurt watched as his father looks down at his finger. It broke him, "Carole is not like your mother. She's just a bandage. I love Carole to death but I know she's not your mother. She'll never be your mother. I'll never love her like I do your mother. It's my soul mate against a woman I just love. It really hurts. I hope you never find out how much it truly hurts. Especially at a young age. Hold on to yours, buddy."

Burt didn't want his son to see him cry like the night of his wife's death again, "She fought hard. You should too. Get some rest, boy" He said before leaving his son's room.

Blaine heard a knock at the door, "Hey." Trent's voice called from the other side. Blaine went and answered it to find him, Thad, and Jeff standing on the other side.

"How are you feeling?" Jeff asked.

"Better. Although, it wasn't me it was my soul mate. I wasn't sick. At least. I don't think?"

"If your soul mate's feeling sick and you feel it then you're sick too." Trent replied.

"But it's good to know your soul mate is back on their feet. You too. You were so weak and out of it yesterday." Thad said.

"Yeah..." Blaine smiled.

"Coming down to breakfast?" Trent asked.

"Of course." Blaine smiled as he joined his friends.

"I don't like this dress." Kurt pointed to the last dress in the row of pictures of wedding dresses Rachel was displaying to Kurt.

"Well, it was just a suggestion." Rachel replied, "Plus there are so many more to look at. This is just what I picked out from the magazine I was reading the other day."

"Huh, good luck buying any of these. Believe me, if they come out of a magazine they're really expensive and you're on a budget."

"Only you would know." Rachel said. Kurt smiled at her.

"I still can't believe the sudden wedding arrangements though. It still feels too soon."

"Like you said, we're bound to get married sometime."

"We're not fight about this again. We're both on a limb."

Rachel chuckled, "Three more weeks. It's after Regional's."

"How long after?" Kurt asked. He could see Rachel gulp as she hesitated to respond.

"The day after." She mumbled as she looked down at the table.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "I guess I can't wait. You and Finn are soul mates. You're meant to be and I'm happy for you."

"And who knows? Maybe you would have found your soul mate by then." Rachel sounded too optimistic.

Kurt rolled his eyes again but put a smile on his face, "A person can hope."

"Excuse me while I get myself another cup of coffee. Do you two want anything while I'm up?" Blaine asked Trent and Jeff during their coffee outing as he stood up.

"No, go ahead. I think we'll be alright." Jeff replied. Trent nodded.

"No biscotti or anything?" Blaine clarified.

"No, nothing." Trent replied.

Blaine left the table and headed up to the counter.

"Hi, can I get a medium drip, please?" He asked the barista.

"It'll be two-fourty-nine." Blaine paid the woman and then stepped off to the side and began grabbing the sugars and creamers he was going to need for his coffee.

"Blaine, buddy, how you been?" Blaine jumped and turned around. Behind him, and the man who asked the question was none other than Josiah.

"Oh, Josiah." Blaine smiled. "I should be asking you that question. Long time, no see."

"Well, I was in the ICU for three months but I lived."

"I see that. That's good." Blaine began reliving that awful night all over again, "I heard you were in the ICU. I panicked that you were going to die."

"You worried about me?" Josiah smiled.

"You are the reason I haven't stopped worrying." Blaine replied, "So, what's new?"

"Nothing much. While I was hospitalized I met my soul mate." Josiah's grin widened, "He was one of my nurses. I remembered how he kept trying to put himself on the schedule and have him as my nurse the entire time I was there. He was in such a state of worry that he was going to lose his soul mate right after he just met him and he couldn't deal with the pain that would leave him with. I think that's what got me to fight harder and is what keeping me alive today."

"That's great." Blaine smiled wholeheartedly, "I haven't met mine yet but I'm glad you met yours. And at such a perfect timing too. You nearly died."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Blaine. But hey, maybe it's just around the corner."

"A man can dream." Blaine sighed.

"Well, I'm just going to order my drink now then I gotta go. My man is waiting for me. We have plans tonight." Josiah smiled.

"Yeah? Have fun." Outside Blaine looked excited for his old friend. Inside his heart was breaking.

Even his old friend found his. Why hasn't he, yet?

"The week's almost up!" It occurred to Kurt that Thursday as he, Rachel, and Mercedes sat at the Lima Bean.

"Yes, and?" Mercedes asked.

"I feel like nothing productive happened." Replied Kurt.

"Nothing ever happens. Plus, you were home sick on Tuesday." Rachel pointed out.

"I know, I know. I just feel like this week feels different." The past few weeks Kurt has been encountering Blaine in different ways but this week he felt nothing. Maybe that's what's wrong?

"Well, the weeks not up yet! How would you like to come with us tomorrow dress shopping!" Rachel exclaimed as a beaming smile grew on her face.

"Rachel, me, and the other girls are shopping for the bridesmaids dresses and her wedding dresses." Mercedes added.

"Thanks, but no thanks." Kurt said, "I think I'll stay home. As much as I love fashion I feel too tired. I might just take a nap and catch up on my studies."

"Okay, we understand." Mercedes said, "You can just call one of us if you change your mind."

"Thanks for coming shopping with us." Trent said as he, Blaine, and Tiffany walk up to the little dress shop in Lima, "Tiffany likes to go dress shopping and he just had to check out this one."

Blaine was too busy focused with his ring finger that he barely heard what Trent had said. He looked up briefly just to say, "Huh, oh yeah. You said 'In Lima' so I just had to go..." before watching the scar again.

"What have you been up to, Blaine?" Trent asked. He got nothing.

"Blaine?" Tiffany stopped the man in his tracks and snapped her fingers.

"What?" Blaine whined.

"Trent asked you a question." Tiffany said.

"Oh?"

"You've been too occupied on your finger." Trent said.

"I may sound conceited but the reason I came is because I know my soul mate lives in Lima and when you brought up that you were going to Lima today it just felt like something special was going to happen. That something is just going to click. I think I'm going to meet my soul mate today." Blaine smiled widely.

"Oh, well, good luck. I'm wishing you the best and hope you find them." Trent said.

They entered the building. It was set up like a normal boutique covered from the front to back in dresses of all shapes and sizes. there was a separate wing that lead off to bridal gowns. Tiffany was bouncing excitedly when she saw that section.

"Can we see the bride gowns!?" Tiffany squealed.

Trent gave Blaine a tense look. Blaine's heart was pounding at Tiffany's idea. He felt it seemed special to him. That wing.

"Uhmm..." Trent hesitated.

"Yes, I think we should, Trent." Blaine said through gritted teeth.

Trent nodded in response and together the trio went back to the wedding dresses.

The air felt different to Blaine. He couldn't explain it but there was no magic, no light, and no men. It put Blaine down. Maybe he really wasn't going to meet his soul mate? But the girls sitting there in matching pink dresses felt important to him. He focused on the women as Tiffany and Trent went off looking at wedding dresses.

Another girl came out of a dressing room. All the girls sitting there squealed and excitedly circled around the person in the wedding dress as she checked herself out in the mirror.

"Blaine!" Blaine heard Trent calling for him and his focus turned to his friend, but he kept looking back at the girls until the large group of women left, dresses in hand.

End Notes: Thanks for being patient! Please review!