Hey! Another quick update for you guys. I had a lot of time to write this past week because my grandma has been in the hospital and I spent most of my time there with her writing. But if any of you guys are writers and find yourself in a slum like I did, try to write everyday, even if it's crap. That's how I've managed to post more new stuff in this past month than I did the entirety of 2016!:P

I also planned out the rest of this story, but I'll tell you about that after you read. So without further ado, here is chapter 12!

Warning: implied smut and minor character death (not Kurt or Blaine or Burt)

The drive to the lake cottage took a little less than four hours. Blaine was the first one to drive, but the two soulmates switched who drove about every hour when they would stop to go to the bathroom, eat, or figure out directions. (Blaine had a map atlas in his car that they used, even though Kurt thought it would be easier to use the GPS on his phone. Blaine eventually won, but only after tickling Kurt into submission.)

The Anderson's cottage was directly on lake Michigan, but it happened to be incredibly secluded for such a popular area. It was about half an hour away from any sort of civilization, but Blaine figured that was because the Anderson's were a very private people and wouldn't want any strangers coming to the cottage when something untoward may have been going on.

The drive went rather quickly despite the multiple stops and was spent singing along with at first the radio, and when radio service went out as they got closer to the cottage, Kurt's phone was used as the source of music. Kurt marveled at all the beautiful scenery as they drove, only ever having seen such things in pictures. Even though it was winter and all of the trees were bare and the ground was covered in ice and snow, Kurt thought it was breathtaking and couldn't take his eyes off it. Blaine smiled warmly at his mate whenever he looked over at the boy and he was looking out the window in awe.

"Almost there," Blaine said as they began driving down some very winding and twisting back roads lined with trees. Kurt could just barely see the frozen lake through the barren trees and bushes.

"Gods, Blaine, this is all so pretty," Kurt whispered in awe without taking his eyes off the scenery.

Blaine chuckled softly. "Wait 'till you see the cottage," he said. "We should be there in about 20 minutes."

"Shouldn't we stop somewhere before we get there to get groceries and stuff?" Kurt asked offhandedly.

"I was thinking about that," Blaine replied. "But I wanted to get settled in and see if there's anything specific we'll need before we go. Besides, we're almost there and all of the stores are quite aways back."

"Okay."

The short rest of the drive was spent in relative silence, Blaine only asking Kurt for directions every once in awhile. Not after long, Kurt found that his phone service had gone out as drove farther away from civilization. He figured that was probably a good thing in retrospect; he could relax more and not have to be bothered by texts or calls from his friends. The only thing he worried about would be missing a call from the hospital, but with Burt's condition having stayed the same for the past couple months, he figured that probably wouldn't happen.

It didn't take long for Blaine to recognize his surroundings from his trip to the cottage with Xavier Anderson, his coven father. He knew upon seeing the familiar roads and signs that they would be arriving at their destination in no time.

"Here we are," he said as he began to pull into a long driveway.

"Has the driveway been plowed?" Kurt asked, noticing that there was no snow blocking their way.

"I think so. Xavier must have had someone come up and plow it after I told him we were coming."

"That's nice of him," Kurt said as Blaine came to a stop at the end of the driveway.

"For a vampire in such a high position in our society, he is extremely nice. I was surprised when I first met him at how welcoming he was of me considering the fact that I was the first turned Anderson since gods know when," Blaine explained. "He really took me in and showed me the ropes of this life without question."

"He sounds like a really good guy, which to be honest, I wouldn't expect," Kurt said with a laugh.

"I know what you mean," Blaine chuckled. "But he really is great. I'd love for you to come meet him and Andrea sometime."

"Andrea is his wife, right?"

"Yes. And his mate. Now come on, let's get all of this stuff in the house."

Together, they managed to bring in all of the luggage in one trip, Blaine carrying most of it. Kurt was glad when he unlocked the door to find that the house was warm and not cold from disuse like he expected it to be. They did a quick inventory of the house and found that many of the things they thought they'd had to buy were there, again probably courtesy of Xavier. It seemed that food was the only thing that needed to be bought. The pantries weren't quite full but they weren't barren either, but there was absolutely nothing to be found in the fridge.

As Blaine took inventory, Kurt took their bags to the bedroom to begin unpacking. The room was huge, much bigger than Blaine's at home. A king side bed took up one wall, with a nightstand on either side. A large dresser and vanity sat on the adjacent wall. Kurt could see a door that he assumed led to an ensuite and one to what looked like a closet. The other wall wasn't really a wall at all; the entire west wall was a sliding glass door that led to a heated sunroom that looked directly at the lake.

"What do you think?" Blaine asked as he came into the room.

"This place is wonderful, Blaine. I don't even have the words," he said.

"I'm glad you like it," Blaine smiled before leaning down and kissing his mate softly. After he broke off he said, "I think I've got a pretty good idea of what we need from the store, if you're ready to go."

"Actually, would it be okay if I just stayed here?" Kurt asked. "I could start unpacking and such, and honestly I'd rather not get back in the car right now."

"Okay," Blaine laughed. "That's fine. By the way, I found this in the kitchen and I thought you should see it," he said, handing a small post it note to Kurt.

Blaine and Kurt,

I hope you're drive went well. I've had some stuff done around the cottage to prepare for your stay, but if there is anything else you may need, don't hesitate to call the groundskeeper at the number listed below with the phone in the kitchen. She is a nice lady and is not too far away, so she should be able to help you with whatever you need as soon as possible. Enjoy your stay.

-X

"Good to know," Kurt said after reading the note.

"So if anything happens while I'm gone, just call her, okay? You might not be able to reach me, depending on if my cell service comes back or not when I get to the town."

Kurt put the note on the dresser with a nod before coming back to stand in front of Blaine.

"I'll be back in a bit," the older man said.

"Okay."

"Are you sure you'll be alright by yourself while I'm gone?" Blaine asked, remembering the last time he left Kurt alone for an extended period of time. Hopefully there were no delusional werewolves all the way out here, but he could never be sure.

"I'll be fine, honey," Kurt said softly. He comfortingly rubbed Blaine's arms and shoulders before capturing the man's lips in a sweet kiss.

"Alright. I should be back in a few hours, but I'll try to be quick about it."

"You don't need to rush. I'll be fine, okay? Don't worry about me," Kurt said.

"I always worry about you," Blaine sighed.

"I know," the teen whispered. "Go. I'll be in one piece when you get back."

Blaine nodded before pressing one last kiss to Kurt's lips as a goodbye. He waved as he walked out of the room. Kurt waved back and listened to Blaine open and shut the door before starting his car and backing out of the driveway. When he knew he was gone, he got started on unpacking their suitcases.

He unpacked in record time, taking only about ten minutes for both suitcases. They only planned on staying for a long weekend, so there wasn't much to unpack anyway.

After he was done with that, he went to the kitchen and found everything he needed to make a cup of tea. He filled a mug with water from the sink, but didn't think it was warm enough. Deciding that he needed to practise his magic anyway, he held the mug tightly between his hands and warmed it to the perfect temperature with no problem. Satisfied, Kurt put his tea bag into the warm water before stirring in a bit of sugar. He took his tea to what he assumed was the living room and sat on the large couch. He had brought his mother's book with him out there even though he had already found the spell he needed to heal his father. There might have been something in there to help him strengthen his magic, he thought, which is why he choose to bring it.

After setting his tea on the wooden coffee table across from the couch, he cracked upon the old leather tome to the page his spell was on and read from there. When he heard car tires crunching the snow and gravel as the approached the cottage, he figured he must have completely lost track of time, but a glance to the clock on the wall told him that Blaine had only left about 15 minutes ago.

When the door opened and he heard someone come in, he called out, "Blaine? Sweetheart what are you doing back so soon?" He hadn't looked up from the book since he looked at the clock, so he was incredibly startled to find that the person who had came in was not his soulmate.

"Wrong vampire, sweetheart."

(*)

Blaine tapped happily along to the song in his head on his steering wheel as he drove. His mate was happy, so he was happy. He was worried that Kurt wouldn't like the secluded nature of the cottage, seeing as how he was destined to live in the big city when he graduated. But as they ot closer and closer to the Anderson's private cottage, Blaine's worries were whisked away every time he saw Kurt's eyes light up at the scenery.

He had driven for about ten minutes when he passed a sleek black sports car speeding past him on the other side of the road. He only noticed the car because of how out of place it seemed; Blaine would hate driving such a beautiful car in the middle of winter when the roads were snowy and icy and there might be the possibility of getting into an accident.

He simply shook his head softly and didn't think much more of it.

He'd been driving for another ten minutes or so when he started feeling sharp pains in his chest. They were not really all that painful at first, but it didn't take long for them to make driving near impossible. Blaine had only felt that same pain one time before: when Kurt was in trouble. He didn't think twice before swerving the car around and speeding back to the cottage.

Blaine knew he was about twenty minutes away from the cottage, but he didn't let that stop him from going back. If anything, that made him speed even faster to try to get there in less time. If Kurt was in trouble, a lot could happen in that time, and Blaine wasn't about to let anything happen to his mate.

Back at the cottage, Kurt shot up off the couch and faced the man standing behind it.

"Who are you?" he demanded. "What are you doing here."

The man - vampire, Kurt reminded himself - chuckled darkly.

"I think you know who I am, Kurt," he said. Upon noticing Kurt's furrowed brows and slightly tilted head, he frowned. "What? Hasn't Blainey mentioned all the great times he and I had together when he was turned?"

After hearing that, it clicked. "Sebastian," he guessed.

"Now was that so hard?"

"Why are you here, Sebastian?" Kurt asked.

Instead of answering, Sebastian began making his way over to Kurt before circling around the boy and looking all over his body.

"Healed nicely, have we?" Kurt immediately tensed, knowing exactly what he the vampire was talking about.

"What do you mean?" he asked, feigning confusion.

"Don't play dumb, Kurt," he spat, coming to a stop in front of the boy. "I distinctly remember sending one Dave Karofsky after you, don't you?"

"You sent him to hurt me?"

"Well, kill you, yes, but he obviously didn't finish the job," Sebastian said angrily, gesturing to Kurt's body.

"You haven't answered my question," Kurt said, crossing his arms. "What are you doing here?"

"Are you dense? I've come to finish what I started and to get Blaine back once and for all," he stated, mirroring Kurt's position.

Kurt knew he needed to continue talking and distract Sebastian as best he could before he could think of some way to get out of there. He could feel his magic buzzing underneath his skin, waiting to be used. The only problem was, he didn't know how to use it to protect himself. Sure, he'd sent Karofsky and his goons flying when they attacked him in the hallway earlier that year, but he had no idea he even had magic then and he definitely didn't know how he did it.

"Blaine will never go with you if you kill me," he said, trying to buy himself time as he came up with a plan.

"Oh yeah? And why's that?"

"He would never forgive you for killing his mate," Kurt replied. He tried to hide his surprise when Sebastian doubled over in earnest laughter.

"Oh, sweetheart," he said, wiping at his eyes. "Oh, you really are dense," he laughed.

"What are you talking about?"

"Mates don't exist," he said slowly, as if talking to a child. "There's no such thing."

"I bet Blaine would disagree."

"Maybe, maybe not. But either way, when I'm there to comfort him, he'll realize that he missed me and he will come back with me. Simple as that."

"I wouldn't be so sure," Kurt pressed. Sebastian rolled his eyes.

"Gods, will you shut up and let me kill you?" was the only warning Kurt got before Sebastian pounced on him, pinning him the the floor. Sebastian unsheathed his fangs with a distinct, almost metallic shing.

Kurt panicked. He struggled to get free, but he was immobilized due to the vampire's strength. When he saw Sebastian dipping his head down with his fangs bared, ready to bite, Kurt exploded.

He screamed and thrashed wildly, trying to get the man off of him. Sebastian didn't seem deterred, however, and took one of his hands off of Kurt's wrists to press his head back on the floor, baring his neck.

"Get off!" Kurt cried, increasing his efforts to knock Sebastian off the closer he got to his neck.

Kurt felt his magic go wild under his skin. His thrashing seemed to make it harder for Sebastian to bite Kurt's neck, for which he was thankful. It didn't take long for his magic to start bubbling up under his skin, readying itself for something, it felt like. He hadn't fully realized that he had one arm free until he felt Sebastian press his head harder into the floor.

"Stay still!" he yelled angrily.

"No!" he yelled, continuing to thrash wildly. When he felt his arm hit the floor was when he realized it was free. He didn't quite have a game plan at this point, so he just decided to use it to his advantage. Swinging as hard as he could, Kurt balled his hand into a fist before landing a punch on Sebastian's jaw. The punch seemed to catch the vampire off guard, and Kurt was able to get free of his grasp before running to the kitchen.

"You little fucker," Sebastian breathed as Kurt got away. The vampire slowly rose from the floor and stalked closer to the kitchen where Kurt was frantically searching for something to help him.

The only weapon of sorts in sight seemed to be the kitchen knives. Kurt rushed over to them and grabbed the biggest looking one before pointing it towards Sebastian who was an arm's length away.

"You really think you can hurt me with that little toothpick?" he asked with a laugh.

Kurt said nothing, but allowed himself to remember what Blaine had told him about vampires once. He had said (and proved) that all vampires still had heartbeats, and Kurt thought that if he could somehow be able to stab Sebastian through the heart that it might hurt or even kill him.

He backed away from Sebastian, knife outstretched, as the man walked closer to him. He didn't understand the man's smirk until he felt himself back into the kitchen wall. When he realized this, it had already been too late and Sebastian was already blocking his escape. He saw Sebastian eyeing the knife and assumed that he was trying to figure out a way to get it out of Kurt's grasp. Kurt thought that he would be weaponless if he did that, but then he realized that Sebastian had no reason to know about his magic and would therefore be caught of guard if Kurt used it against him.

He didn't know a specific spell or incantation to say to protect himself or to hurt Sebastian, so he simply let his magic take over his body instead, letting it do what it wanted. He closed his eyes and dropped the knife, earning a dark chuckle from Sebastian, who assumed that that was Kurt surrendering. He lunged forward in an attempt to rip into Kurt's neck.

As soon as Kurt felt Sebastian's fangs penetrate his skin, his magic was let loose. It exploded in a bright white flash, sending Sebastian flying across the room just as Blaine busted through the door.

Blaine was incredibly shocked at the scene in front of him, so much so that he found himself rooted to the floor, unable to move. Kurt, whose magic was still in control of his body, walked calmly across the room over to where Sebastian was lying. Without a word, he held out his hand and again the same bright white light erupted from it and directly targeted at Sebastian.

When the light died down, Blaine could see Sebastian's limp form lying against the wall, showing no signs of life. Kurt wobbled on his legs for a few seconds before collapsing right where he stood, but Blaine was fast enough to be able to catch his mate before he hit the floor.

Kurt awoke not much time after, to Blaine cradling and rocking him back and forth in his arms. The only thing coming out of his mouth was a mantra of, "Kurt, Kurt, Kurt," over and over again. He had seemed to have taken his shirt off and was pressing it to Kurt's neck. When Kurt opened his eyes and looked up at Blaine, it seemed almost as if Blaine had witnessed a miracle with the reaction he had.

"Kurt? Kurt, oh my gods, are you alright? Tell me you're alright or I'll never forgive myself for leaving you here by yourself."

Kurt laughed dryly but nodded. "I'm okay," he whispered. "What about Sebastian? What happened to him?"

"He's dead, Kurt. You don't remember?" Blaine asked worriedly.

"Not really," Kurt confessed. "I remember letting my magic take over while we were in the kitchen but it's all fuzzy after that."

"Okay, I can fill in the gaps later, but for now we need to get you healed up," Blaine said, moving with Kurt so that the boy was sitting upright against his chest. "Do you want to heal yourself or do you want me to give you my blood?" he asked.

Kurt's answer was hesitant but almost instant. "Your blood," he said. "I don't think I have enough magic left in me to freeze water let alone heal myself."

"That's fine," Blaine said. He bit into his wrist before offering the appendage to Kurt, who gazed at it warily before latching on. It didn't take much for Kurt's neck to heal, Sebastian's fangs had just barely stuck him.

After Kurt felt he was well again, he let go of Blaine's arm and wiped at his face with his own. Looking in front of him, he could see Sebastian's body leaning against the wall.

"I really did that?" he whispered, unable to take his eyes off the lifeless form.

"Yes. And I'm proud of you, my sweet boy."

"How could you be proud of me Blaine? I killed somebody!" he exclaimed as he whipped his head around to face his mate.

"It was self defense, sweetheart. He would have killed you if you hadn't. And I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I let that happen to you," Blaine whispered.

Kurt sighed. "That doesn't really make me feel better. The self defense part, I mean. I know he would have killed me, he told me he would. But you know how against violence Seelies are. I can't even believe that my own magic did this to someone."

"I know, but something inside of you must have sensed that you were in danger and that's why your magic acted the way it did. Like I said before, it was totally self-defense."

"Okay," Kurt sighed again. "What are we going to do with the body though? We can't exactly just get rid of it without raising suspicion."

Blaine was silent in thought for a minute before speaking. "I can call Xavier," he said. "He might be able to help."

"Okay. You do that and I'm going to go get cleaned up."

Blaine nodded in assent and the two set off to complete their tasks. In the bedroom, Kurt stripped off his bloodstained shirt. He stared at it disdainfully, knowing that he'd have to pitch it since there was no way of saving it. He tossed it in the trash in the bathroom before putting on a clean shirt from his luggage and going back out to the living room. As he did so, he avoided looking at the body with everything he had. He sat on the couch and picked up his book, clutching it to his chest like a lifeline.

"Yeah, we're still at the cottage," Blaine said into the phone as he joined Kurt on the living room couch. "Kurt got attacked and his magic pretty much killed him." He paused. "No, I don't think he has enough magic left for that." Another pause. "Could you? We really don't know what to do with it. Okay. Okay, see you in a bit. Thanks." Blaine hung up and faced Kurt.

"So he's coming?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah. He said he and Andrea would be here shortly to help us."

"Okay."

The two sat in silence for quite a while, both reflecting on the day's events.

Blaine vowed never to leave Kurt by himself ever again. He'd had a feeling when he left that something was going to happen, but he didn't want to worry Kurt or make him scared by saying anything, which turned out to be a bad idea. If Blaine hadn't gotten there in time to stop the bleeding from Kurt's neck, who know's if the boy would still be alive right now. The two times that Blaine ever left Kurt alone like this, something bad had happened, and he vowed right then and there to never let anything like that happen again, no matter what that meant for them.

Kurt, on the other hand, still couldn't believe that he actually killed a person in cold blood. He felt himself faintly shaking as he thought about it. Never in his 17 years would he have thought that he would be able to do such a thing. In the back of his mind, Kurt knew that Sebastian was evil and that he would have killed Kurt, but he couldn't use that to justify killing the man, no matter how hard he tried.

Sensing his mate's discomfort, Blaine put an arm around the boy's shoulders and drew him close.

"Don't fret, my sweet boy," he said, rubbing Kurt's arm soothingly. "Everything is going to be fine."

"No, it's not, Blaine. I'm a murderer."

Blaine sighed. They'd already been over this, but Kurt seemed to not understand what Blaine had already told him.

"No, Kurt, you're not. Today has changed nothing about you. You are still Kurt Hummel, senior at McKinley High, member of the glee club, and the man I want to spend the rest of my life with."

"But-"

"No buts. Sebastian was a murderer, and you actually did something good today, Kurt. If you hadn't, who knows how many other innocent people would have died at his hands, you included. Okay?"

"Okay," Kurt whispered. "I see what you mean, but that doesn't mean I'm still not going to feel bad about it," he laughed humorlessly. "Stupid faerie conscience."

"I know," Blaine said, laughing softly. He pulled Kurt back into his chest before pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

They sat in silence for a while, Kurt a little less uncomfortable with the whole situation. About half an hour after they had called them, Xavier and Andrea suddenly appeared in the living room with a bright flash.

"Oh my gods," Kurt gasped, slightly scared at the sudden intrusion.

"Kurt?" Xavier asked. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," Kurt gasped out. "Sorry, I guess I'm still a little shaken," he said with a small laugh.

"Sorry to have scared you. I forgot to have Blaine tell you how we would arrive. It frightens most people the first time," Xavier said.

"That's alright," Kurt responded, finally getting his breathing back in check. He stood up off the couch and stuck a hand out to Xavier. "Nice to meet you, sir," he said. Xavier shook his hand with a nod.

"It's nice to finally meet you to, Kurt." He released Kurt's hand and gestured behind him. "This is my wife, Andrea."

"Nice to meet you, ma'am," Kurt said with a nod. Andrea returned the gesture and stepped forward so that she was next to her husband.

"Let's get this business done with, shall we?" she said.

Xavier and Blaine nodded. "It's this way," Blaine said as he got off the couch. He led Xavier and Andrea to where Sebastian was. Andrea, however, paused when she noticed Kurt wavering by the couch.

"Kurt? Sweetie, aren't you coming?" she asked.

"I- I. No, I can't," he stumbled. Andrea smiled sweetly and nodded in understanding.

"That's alright. Is it okay if I stay in here with you while they figure this out, then?" she asked.

Kurt nodded. "Of course," he said. He sat back down on the couch and stared out the window for a moment before Andrea noticed his magic book.

"Gods, look at this thing," she said in awe, her fingers hovering over it as if she were scared to touch it. "Is this yours?"

"Yes," Kurt smiled. "My mother passed it down to me."

"Goodness me, this has to be thousands of years old," she whispered.

"I think so. I don't know exactly, but I do know that it's been in my family since the dark ages," he said.

"Do you mind?" Andrea asked, gesturing to the book.

"Go ahead," Kurt said. Andrea smiled and gingerly picked up the book before opening it and flipping through its thousands of pages.

Kurt smiled at her. She seemed sweet and gentle, and greatly reminded him of his own mother. Never would he have expected that from a vampire, but they seemed to be surprising him with how different they were from the stories Kurt heard as a child, even before his mother was killed.

"Kurt, can I ask you something?" Andrea asked, knocking Kurt out of his thoughts.

"Sure," he said.

"This spell," she began, gesturing to the healing spell Kurt planned to use on his father. "Why do you have it bookmarked?" She asked worriedly.

"I need it for my father," he explained. "Sebastian attacked him a few months ago and he's in the hospital in a coma showing no signs of waking up soon. I need someway to heal him and make him better, and I found that spell. It seems like it could do the job."

"That may be true, but I strongly recommend finding some other way to help your dad," she said with a frown.

"What do you mean?" Kurt asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I once knew a faerie like yourself who used this spell to help the one she loved. It took her years to create the fire, and she was probably much more experience than yourself. As soon as she had lit the fire, she was ambushed and killed by people who wanted to use it for themselves. It has been quite a while, but this is a very dangerous and difficult spell, Kurt. It would be wise to find something else," she said.

Kurt sighed and put his head in his hands. "The problem is, I can't find anything else," he said. "I've read that book from cover to cover and there are no other healing spells that I can find."

Andrea sat silent for a few minutes, a thoughtful look on her face. She closed the book and put it back on the coffee table before turning towards Kurt.

"Has Blaine ever told you what my ability is?" she asked him.

Kurt knew that he had but was drawing a blank. "Yes, but I don't remember," he said truthfully.

"In the vampire community, I'm what we call a Healer. All vampires can heal with their blood, but in the off chance that the person rejects the blood or they don't want to drink it, I'm called in. I guess you could say that I have magic almost like you that allows me to heal people."

"Why are you telling me this?" Kurt asked curiously.

"Because I want to help you, Kurt," Andrea said sincerely. "Blaine has told us how much your father means to you and how much you are hurting yourself trying to heal him. If you give me permission, I would like to heal your father for you."

Kurt sat in silence, in awe that a vampire of all people would offer to save his father. Andrea must have taken Kurt's silence as hesitance, as she said, "If you don't want me to, Kurt, you can tell me."

"No!" Kurt exclaimed. "No, it's not that. Of course I want you to, but I'm just thinking of how much my dad would hate me for letting you."

"Why would your dad hate you for healing him?" Andrea asked, confusion written across her face.

"It's not the healing part that he would hate me for, it's the vampire part." He sighed. "You know my mother was killed by someone from your family, right?"

"Yes, I am fully aware of that, but he is no longer a part of my family. He was banished the minute I found out what he'd done," she said.

"Really?" Kurt asked skeptically.

"Of course, Kurt. I may be a vampire, but I do not condone the killing of innocent people in any way. Neither does my husband or anyone else in our family."

"Huh," Kurt said as he huffed a laugh.

"What?" Andrea asked.

"Nothing, it's just- You guys are nothing like what I expected. I grew up hearing terrible and horrifying stories about vampires and… you are the complete opposite of them."

Andrea smiled. "I understand," she said. "There are some vampire families that are not as kind as us, that's for sure, but we try our best to prove the stereotypes wrong. For those of us who don't have mates or who don't have non-vampire mates, most of the blood we drink comes from bags or willing volunteers. Rarely do we have to go find someone to drink from. And as I said a minute ago, we do not kill innocent people."

"You guys almost sound like faeries with fangs," Kurt laughed.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that," Andrea said, laughing along with him.

"I just… I don't think my dad will be so quick to accept that, which is why I'm a little hesitant to let you heal him. I don't want him to hate me, especially since I already have a vampire as a mate," Kurt sighed.

"I'm sure with time he will come to accept you and us, just as you have," Andrea said reassuringly, patting Kurt's back softly.

"I suppose if I ease him into it, maybe. Do you think you would be able to heal him and then leave before he wakes up so he doesn't see you and start freaking out?" Kurt asked.

Andrea nodded. "That should be possible, yes."

"And you really want to help me?" Kurt asked.

"Of course, sweetie. We may have just met, but you're family."

Kurt smiled and nodded. "I can't thank you enough," he said. "This… this means the world to me." He surprised both himself and Andrea by pulling the woman into a hug.

"There's no need to thank me," she said with a smile. Kurt laughed.

"Trust me, you'll be hearing a lot of 'thank you's whether you want them or not." He pulled away from the embrace with a smile.

"Whatever you say," she laughed.

"But seriously, thank you, Andrea. I honestly had no idea about the spell… and I probably would have ended up hurting myself trying to get it to work."

"Of course," she smiled. "Why don't you tell me about your dad's condition so I can understand how to heal him."

"What's this?" Blaine asked as he and Xavier walked back into the living room.

"Hey," Kurt smiled. "Andrea offered to heal my dad," he said.

"Really?" Blaine asked, smiling at them both. "That's great!"

Internally, Blaine sighed in relief at the news. Kurt had been close to hurting himself trying to use his magic to heal his father, and if Andrea had offered to do it instead, it meant that Kurt wouldn't have to keep doing that. He sat next to Kurt on the couch and put his arm around the boy's shoulder.

"When are you going to do it?" he asked Andrea.

"That's up to Kurt," she replied. "I can do it whenever works best for you."

The next hour or so was spent talking about Burt's condition and when would be best to heal him. Kurt decided that they should do it soon; he had two weeks left of winter break after that weekend and he would like it if he could be home with his dad for some time before he had to go back to school. Kurt then explained Burt's condition in as explicit detail as he could. Andrea seemed to have a grasp on it, but said she would have to go into the hospital and assess him herself a few days before their planned date so that she knew exactly what she need to do. They also talked about how Kurt should ease Burt into the whole vampire thing once he woke up. All three vampires in the room gave Kurt advice on how to go about it as they all had some experience in that department. Kurt and Blaine couldn't stop smiling and saying thank you to her the entire time they talked.

When it came time for Xavier and Andrea to leave, Kurt was sad to see them go. He hugged Andrea and thanked her profusely once more before letting her go.

Kurt watched in awe as they left the same way they came: in a bright flash of light. Blaine smiled as he watched his mate's face when they did so.

"Feeling better?" he asked when they were alone again.

Kurt nodded. "Yes. Andrea really cheered me up with her offer," he said.

"Good. I'm glad," Blaine replied before pressing a soft kiss to Kurt's lips. "Want to go to bed?" he asked softly. "It's too late to go back out for stuff tonight, and I'm getting tired anyways."

"Not too tired, I hope," Kurt smirked. He winked at Blaine once before turning on his heel and heading in the direction of their bedroom.

Blaine smiled and shook his head in affection for the boy before hurrying after him.

The next two days of their vacation were exceptionally better than the one before. Blaine refused to go anywhere without Kurt, even though Sebastian had been taken care of. Who knows what other people would try to hurt his mate. They spent every second in one another's arms, neither wanting to let go of the other even for a moment.

When it came time to go home, Kurt was sad that they had to leave such a beautiful place, but he was also elated because they would be meeting Andrea at the hospital as soon as they got back. She would only be assessing him for herself that day, but in just a few days time, she would be ready to heal Burt.

Kurt couldn't stop smiling the entire way home. Of course, he was worried about how Burt would react to finding out his son had a vampire as a soulmate and that he let a vampire heal him, but it didn't matter how he reacted, as long as Kurt got his father back.

Blaine was also happy for his mate, but he was much more worried than Kurt was about Burt finding out about them. For one thing, he was an Anderson vampire, someone that Burt had a very well known grudge against, and two, Blaine was still Kurt's teacher. He feared that neither of those things would go down well with the man and that he would be prohibited from seeing his beloved for who knows how long.

But no matter what the next few days would hold, both men were just happy that they would be together through it all.

So, that's it for today. Like I said earlier, I have planned out the rest of this story. There are only about three more chapters left if I follow the plan, but I love this story and if you'd like me to write one shots for it or anything like that, feel free to let me know! I'd be totally down for that. As always please don't forget to review, favorite, and follow if you enjoyed! Talk to you soon!