Dean sat in Blaine's kitchen drinking beer. Castiel appeared to him. "Dean."

"'Sup, Cas?" Dean greeted, not looking at him.

"How's Blaine?" Castiel asked.

"Still grieving and still beating himself up for not acting faster to save Ellen and Jo." Dean shrugged. "I keep telling him it wasn't his fault, and he couldn't have done anything, but, he won't listen."

Castiel nodded. "What are we going to do about him?"

Dean sighed loudly. "He's grieving, Cas. We just wait it out. Give him time."

"That's not what I meant." Castiel sat down. "You had Ellen and Jo move in here because you didn't want Blaine to live alone without any adult supervision. Now that they're gone…what do you intend to do?"

Dean shrugged. "I have been thinking about that. He's old enough and responsible enough to take care of himself, but…I really don't want him to live alone. Me and Sam, we're kind of busy trying to prevent an apocalypse, we can't ask Bobby to uproot and move here…"

"So we move him to Bobby's." Castiel suggested.

"Blaine just transferred to his second school in a year." Dean shook his head slowly. "I mean, I transferred even more than that when I was in school, but, I don't want Blaine to have to do that."

"Then what do you suggest?" Castiel asked.

Dean exhaled sharply. "Well, I was actually going to ask you to move in with him."

Castiel slumped in his chair. "Dean, I am still running from angels and looking for God."

"Castiel, literally all you have to do is be here when he gets home from school, make sure he does his homework, make sure he eats, make sure he goes to bed, stay here all night to make sure he's safe, then in the morning, make sure he gets up in time to get ready for school, take him to school, then be on your merry way to look for God, then be back by the time he's home." Dean exhaled sharply. "I wish I could do all those things, but I'm on the road all the time."

Castiel nodded. "What about the weekends when he doesn't have school?"

"He has friends. He can hang out with them all day." Dean said. "Does that sound fair to you?"

Castiel nodded again. "Yes."

Dean nodded, then chuckled. "You know, it's kind of funny. Us doing this whole co-parenting thing."

"How is it funny?" Cas asked in confusion.

"It's just something I never thought I'd do. Much less with another dude." Dean explained. He cleared his throat and stood up. "All right. Let's tell Blaine the good news."

They headed to Blaine's room where Blaine was on his phone. He set it down, when his dads come in. "Hey."

"Hey." Dean greeted. He sat on Blaine's armchair. "So…your dad and I were talking about your living situation."

Blaine nodded. "Okay."

"We're not gonna move you to Bobby's." Castiel replied, reading his mind. "I'll be here in the morning before you go to school, I'll take you to school, and I'll be here when you get home."

Blaine tried not to look too relieved that he wouldn't have to move again. "Are you sure? 'Cause I really wouldn't mind moving, if it's too much trouble."

"It's not." Castiel reassured him.

"Great! Well, in that case…" Blaine shrugged. "Oh- before I forget: Parent-Teacher Conferences is next week. It's spread out over two days."

"Okay. Since your dad is still a little new to this world, I'll sign myself up in the morning." Dean smiled.

"Okay." Blaine nodded. Well, at least he didn't have to move again. And Castiel will be spending even more time with him.

XXX

The next day, Blaine sadly hung a copy of the group picture taken at Bobby's on the inside of his locker door. As he shut it, Kurt bounded up to him.

"Hey!" Kurt greeted, then noticed his friend's expression. "What's wrong?"

Blaine took a deep breath. "My aunt and cousin died last week. Car explosion."

"Oh…oh my God, Blaine. I'm so sorry." Kurt said sincerely.

"Thanks." Blaine swallowed.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Kurt asked. "I know what it's like to lose someone-"

"Lucky for you, so do I." Blaine interrupted. "My mom died last summer, too, remember?"

Kurt was taken aback. "Sorry, I was just trying to make you feel better."

Blaine felt terrible. "No, I'm sorry I snapped at you. Thank you for trying to make me feel better."

"You're welcome." Kurt said. "And apology accepted." Blaine leaned against his locker. "So…what are you going to do? I mean…your aunt moved in with you because your dads and uncle are too busy to live with you, right?"

"My stepdad's moving in with me." Blaine answered. "He'll take care of me, don't worry."

Kurt nodded. "You know, we're singing a song for Quinn, because she's going through being pregnant and made an outcast after school today. You should come listen to it. It might help you."

Blaine nodded. "Okay. Thanks. I'll do that."

XX

After school, Blaine went up to one of the balconies on the side of the auditorium. He heard the New Directions sing Avril Lavinge's "Keep Holding On". Blaine got choked up and shed a few tears. Kurt glanced up and caught his eye and nodded. Hearing the song seemed to cheer Blaine up a little.

Afterwards, Blaine hunted Kurt down and hugged him tight. "Thank you. That did help."

"Always glad to help you." Kurt replied and pulled away. "So, I guess this makes us even now."

Blaine chuckled. "Yeah, sure."

Kurt chuckled, too. "So, any plans for the holidays?"

"Hopefully." Blaine shrugged. "I mean, it's gonna be the first Christmas without my mom…"

"I remember my first Christmas after my mom passed." Kurt linked arms with Blaine and they started walking. "My dad forgot to buy a tree, and I didn't want to give him any trouble, so I just hung a little ornament on the blinds on my window. He then whisked me off to a Christmas tree sale. It was the first time I smiled since she passed."

Blaine nodded. "Well…you'll definitely have to take me tree shopping."

Kurt chuckled again. "With pleasure."