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Chapter Six: The One with the New York Skyline

'Do you think that this Christmas Present the Warblers and ex-ND members brought for you and Blaine is just a pity present Kurt?' Dr. Paul asked, as Kurt looked out the window, the same thing he always did during his sessions

'Sort of... I know they did it because they love me and Blaine, but I also wonder if they're also doing just to get rid of me... I want to believe it, I really do, but I can't. I still flinch when one of the Warblers, who isn't Blaine, touches me. I almost punched Cameron in the face because he accidently bumped my shoulder. I don't know what to think...' Kurt replied, his voice softening

'Kurt, we've been having these sessions for a little on four months, and this is the first time you've open up to me about how you're really feeling without me prying. Don't you think that means you've made progress? What about your private life? I know you've told me that you and Blaine have had sex since, but how do you feel when you're together in that way?'

'I love Blaine, and when we're having sex it's magical, and I feel safe, and loved... there's also a part of me that should be scared, but I don't feel that with him. I always feel safe with Blaine... '

'Have you cut at all in the past week? Blaine said you were having trouble just before Christmas, and I can't let you go to New York if I think you're going to harm yourself?'

'No I haven't cut, but I've wanted to,' Kurt replied, looking his therapist in the eyes

Finn had tears rolling down his face at his step-brother's confession. He'd spoken to Blaine, who'd told him that Kurt had been doing better since Christmas Eve, all excited to go to New York, and spend a week with Blaine... When Kurt had text him and told him about the session today, Finn had skipped Glee to attend, knowing that he'd need to be there if he wanted to work on getting his relationship with his brother back. Kurt had barely blinked at the last confession... 'No, but I've wanted to'. How was Finn meant to react to that statement? He'd been told by Dr. Paul at the start of the session that he had to remain silent whilst Kurt told his stories, and if he had any questions he'd have to wait till the end. Finn Hudson, you're such an idiot for letting Kurt slip away from you like this... He's so... broken... Finn thought as Dr. Paul wrote something down on his notepad, before standing and walking over to a large, black cupboard with a lock on it. He pulled out a stress ball, one of those small, material balls that you can squeeze, and walked back over to Kurt, telling him that whenever he feels the urge to cut, he should squeeze the ball... Finn noticed his brother look hesitant at the man's suggestion, but took the item anyway, holding it in his hand, which was still covered in scratches, and dried blood, from when Kurt had punched the wall yesterday, after a particularly violent outburst. Blaine hadn't been there, but Wes saw the whole thing, and took all the blame, because he was the one who mentioned Burt in the first place.

Finn's phone buzzed with a text, just as the session wrapped up... Rachel... great... another lecture... Finn thought as he followed Kurt out of the therapist's office, and out into the hall.

To: Finn Hudson

Where r u? Y aren't u here in Glee? What is more important here Finn... Me, or wherever you r now?

From: Rachel Berry

Finn sighed, earning an eyebrow quirk from his brother, who rolled his eyes when Finn showed him the text. They'd talked about Rachel in Kurt's session. Finn had been allowed to contribute, but he mostly just listened to his step-brother talk about his girlfriend like he wasn't there. Surprisingly, he didn't care that Kurt had told him he hated Rachel more than anyone... he didn't care, which is what he said in his text back to his girlfriend...

To: Rachel Berry

I'm with Kurt. I went to one of his sessions. That's more important than you and Glee. I will talk to you tomorrow babe. 3

From: Finn Hudson

Finn didn't realise they'd reached Kurt's navigator until he almost bumped into it, earning a small chuckle from Kurt. Finn smiled, he'd heard Kurt chuckle before, and it was always a small reminder that his real brother was in there somewhere, and it was one of Finn's goals (Dr. Paul had set him a list of goals he had to achieve in regards to Kurt, apparently he'd done the same with Blaine), to make Kurt laugh, like actually laugh at something. He'd thought about taking his brother to the latest Jim Carey movie, but knew that would be classed as cheating, and so would asking Blaine for help, which wouldn't do any good, because the boy still doesn't trust him, which is fine, he's still earning Kurt's trust (another goal), but irritating. He knows he's on the outs with Puck, so he's not sure what to do. Kurt said an awkward goodbye before pulling out of the car park, leaving Finn alone with his thoughts and another text from Rachel... Does that girl ever give up? Finn thought, opening the new message...

To: Finn Hudson

Oh, so suddenly, the brother who shunned you, is now your new best-friend again? Be realistic Finn, he's never going to forgive any of us. Don't do something stupid and quit like the others... Talk later. 3

From: Rachel Berry

Finn threw his phone onto the passenger seat, and climbed into his truck, making the two hour drive back to Lima seemed daunting, all the words Kurt had said running through his mind... Rape... assault... suicide...betrayal...they all hurt more than they should have, and Finn was going to make it right, even if that meant locking Burt and Kurt into a room, and forcing them to reconcile. It was only as Finn reached the highway that he remembered that Kurt and Blaine were leaving for New York tonight... Damn it... oh well, at least I'll have time to plan... Finn thought, flicking on the radio...

Blaine, Wes, David and Cameron were shocked. Kurt had met them in the hall, ready to make their trip to New York with only one suitcase, and his carryon bag. Blaine had been gaping, until Wes spoke about Kurt travelling light, to which the counter-tenor had sent the head council member a warning glare, before stalking past his boyfriend and friends, and out to the car. They'd be driving to New York, the road trip organised by the Warblers, who were also joining them, but weren't going to be staying at the same place with them. David had made sure to point this out to Kurt, before telling him about the road trip, seeing as they'd all been on edge since the wall in the common room had to be re-plastered after a "student had been knocked into the wall". This cover story had been made up by the twins, who'd also threatened to harm Wes because of what he said, to which Kurt had just turned to look at them, hand dripping with blood, telling them that if they didn't shut up, the next punch would be directed at their faces. It was the first time, in four years; David had seen Elijah and Emmanuel silenced without a fight. They'd laughed about it the next day, when Kurt had apologised to them, but it was still a miracle... getting them to shut up, was like prying Wes' beloved gavel away from him... Blaine and Kurt would be driven to the airfield by Nick, where they would catch a plane to New York, whilst the other Warbler's drove in their respective cars, with plans to meet the couple at their hotel for dinner. Blaine hadn't been too fond of spending this time with other Warblers, but quickly relented when the other option was them staying in the same hotel...

...

So, it had come to this... Kurt and Blaine were seated in first class, being waited on like kings; enjoying their time together... they'd been texting the other Warblers, trying to find out where they were, and playing little games. Nick was trying to make Kurt laugh, but Blaine noticed his boyfriend wasn't really all that interested in what was going on, instead, just silently staring out the window, his shirt sleeve riding down just a little so Blaine could see the scar that had almost taken his boyfriend from him. He'd made a pact with Brittany and Santana after the performance, that he'd always tell Kurt he looked pretty, not matter what... Seeing the scar, it just reinforced it. Kurt hadn't really told him much about his attempted suicide, but Blaine knew it wasn't pretty. It was just after Burt had kicked him out, and they'd moved in with Cora and Frank... Blaine had come home from school to find Kurt, on the bathroom floor, bleeding, both wrists slashed. Cora had driven them to emergency, and Kurt had been kept there a month, to assess his mental state, and to change the anti-depressants he was meant to be taking. That's what had worried Blaine, that he come home to find Kurt had overdosed, or actually managed to kill himself... he didn't want to be the one to find his dead boyfriend... they were meant to spend their whole lives together... this is only the beginning...

'So, excited? It's going to be good to get away don't you think?' Blaine asked, taking Kurt's hand

'Mmm. I'm going to miss everyone though...' Kurt replied, leaning his head on Blaine's shoulder

'Me too, shockingly... Wicked is going to be...wicked,' Blaine said, stroking Kurt's hair

'You're a dork, you know that? I love you,' Kurt said, kissing Blaine's cheek softly, before returning to his original position.

They arrived in New York a little after three. JFK was filled with people, boarding, waiting, departing... Blaine was entranced by the amount of people who could be in one place at the same time, and still manage to move around as well as they did. Kurt had snorted, and stalked off to the baggage claim area, leaving a stunned Blaine in his wake. Their week was going great so far... New York... a place where people are more accepting, where they can be themselves, and not have to worry about people attacking them... Wes had texted Blaine five minutes ago, saying they'd just crossed the border or something... Blaine couldn't really care, he was too busy watching Kurt trying to hail a taxi. Well, he was actually staring at his boyfriend's ass in the jeans he was wearing, but Kurt didn't need to know that... once they were settled in the taxi (it had taken Kurt a little under ten minutes, all of which Blaine had enjoyed staring at his boyfriend's arse), and Blaine had given the man the name of the hotel, they were off, expecting the Warblers to keep texting them, but they hadn't since Wes' last text, which Blaine hadn't replied to, meaning they must understand... Kurt was wide-eyed, looking at the city as they passed, drove through, went around... their hotel, the Mirage Grand, was in the centre of the city, walking distance from both Broadway, Central Park, and a large shopping mall. Of course, put us near a shopping centre... I'm never going to hear the end of it... Blaine thought, then remembering that Kurt hadn't been shopping in months, and thinking of ways to full fill his "make Kurt resume shopping" goal he'd set in therapy last week.

The session yesterday that Finn had attended had surprised Blaine. The taller boy had only been to one other session, just before Christmas Eve, and mentioned that he'd like to attend more, but Blaine never thought Kurt would take him up on the offer, so it was a little shocking when Kurt had text him, saying he was meeting Finn at Dr. Paul's office, and that he could come if he wants, but there's no need... they'd been talking non-stop about the whole Finn-Rachel-Kurt forgiveness thing, and although Kurt had said he'd never forgive Finn, he was trying to mend the relationship with his step-brother, which would be smashed to smithereens, if the jock decided to try and "re-unite" father and son. Both Dr. Paul and Blaine had said that it was a stupid goal, and would never work, but Finn had insisted... Blaine was able to get on Facebook as their taxi drove through the city to reach their hotel... he'd been on the site a little less lately, after some person started having a go at him, but there hadn't been any trouble since, and he and Kurt didn't really post anything anymore, because it made them more of a target...

Mercedes Jones uploaded a new photo

-Tagged Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson at Breadsticks 2010

-Comment: Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel dislike this picture. Delete, Delete...

Comment: Blaine Anderson should fuck off- Mercedes Jones

Blaine wanted to throw his phone out the window, instead he called the administrator and told them about the unwanted picture, and three hours later, it was gone, as was Mercedes' Facebook account. They'd reached the hotel and were getting out of the taxi, when Blaine's aunt called, asking if they'd arrived safe, because Blaine hadn't text like he'd promised. After the boy had assured both his aunt and uncle they'd gotten there safe (she'd demanded to talk to Kurt, who just said 'hi' into the phone, before following Blaine into reception), they'd hung up, and Kurt and Blaine had found their room, and were now lying side-by-side on the queen sized bed, in their single hotel room, which could almost be a whole house, it was that big.

'Fucking hell, this must have set them back alot,' Kurt said, stepping out from their ensuite bathroom

'I wouldn't worry about it too much babe, they did this for us remember?'

'Yeah, I still don't know why. Dr. Paul asked me the same thing, and I told him that I wasn't sure if they were doing because they love us/me, or because they want to get rid of us/me, because how can anybody do something this nice for-'

'NO we're not doing this. You didn't take your medication this morning did you?' Kurt shook his head, sighing and standing to follow Blaine into the bathroom. 'I love you Kurt, but if you don't take these, you're not going to get better. Please, I don't know what I'd do if something happened...' Blaine said, kissing his boyfriend's forehead and heading back out to the bedroom, after watching Kurt swallow the tablets of course...

Kurt and Blaine had ordered room service and were in the middle of Aladdin, when a knock on their hotel door startled them from their relaxing activity. Blaine stood to look through the peep-hole, only to see Wes and the other Warblers who'd driven. Kurt smirked, and started moaning, and making sex sounds, and when Blaine caught on, he tried to contain his laughter, instead joining in with his boyfriend. He heard Wes and David singing above the noise, and opened the door to them with their eyes all covered and large smiles on their faces. Blaine crossed his arms, glaring at his two best-friends, who had removed their hands and were grinning sheepishly. Blaine shook his head, turning back into the room, and closing the door, before heading back into the bedroom, where he found Kurt asleep, A Whole New World playing on the TV. Blaine likes it when Kurt sleeps, because it means he can curl up to his boyfriend and protect him from the world outside this room. They were meant to be apartment hunting whilst they're here, so to prepare for their graduation, and subsequent move to New York in September. Blaine and Kurt had been filling out college application forms and sending them off to every college in New York they could think of. They were hoping for NYU, but they won't know for a while yet.

Blaine curled up to a sleeping Kurt, and finished watching Aladdin, his boyfriend sleeping soundly in his arms. Wes and David should have known better than to follow them here, and even though Blaine knows they're looking out for the two, this holiday is meant to be about them, and only them. With Blaine gaining access to his trust fund next week, the shorter boy had begun thinking more and more about the future, and whether or not they should rent an apartment, or just put payment down on a house, and start from the top. After all, Blaine's trust fund was equal to about three million dollars last time he'd checked, and his father, and uncle were still putting money into it, right up until he turns twenty-one, and then he has to start saving. Blaine usually doesn't spend that much, he doesn't like to brag about his family's wealth, especially to Kurt, but when the time needs, he'll do it, if not to make Kurt feel special, but to prove to himself that he can make Kurt that way, because they love each other...

...

Through the silence, Blaine's phone vibrated with a message. He'd left it on, Incase Cora or someone needed to contact him, but the text wasn't from anyone he knew. It was an unidentified number...

To: Blaine Anderson

You think Ur safe, but Ur not. I'd watch Ur backs if I were u.

From: Un-Identified Number

Blaine's first thought was to call the number and give the person a piece of his mind, but that would be a stupid thing to do, considering that this person somehow, already has his number, but not the other way around. Kurt shifted, nuzzling his head into Blaine's neck, the warm breath pulling Blaine from his thoughts. It's probably just Wes using a disposable cell, trying to scare us or something. Not the smartest thing to do, but then again, he's not that smart... Blaine thought, placing his phone back on the nightstand, and flicking the TV off, before he too settled down into the bed, Kurt by his side, dreams of bright lights, and New York City filling his mind. He also dreamt of the future, him and Kurt, living here in New York, married, with a little girl whose name would be Aliyah... Blaine had always liked that name, and he knew Kurt would as well, because they'd talked about this kind of thing already, and Aliyah and Renee were their two favourite names for girls, whilst Christian and Lucas were their favourite boy's names...

The next morning, Blaine woke to find the other side of the bed empty, with a note from his boyfriend explaining that he'd gone for a walk to the dining area and would be back with breakfast. Blaine smiled, knowing that sometimes, it's better to just let Kurt do whatever he wants, the way he needs, so he can get things out, or something. There have been many times, in the last six months, where Kurt has gone off on his own, just to think about things, and even though he's admitted to being terrified of not having another person there, Dr. Paul told him that sometimes he has to face his greatest fears, in order to move forward onto bigger and better things. This could also be Kurt's medication, working to help with the depression, but Blaine doesn't like to think that. He'd rather think that the happiness Kurt feels is real, but that won't be the case for a long time...

Blaine got up to have a shower, to wash away all of last night's events, and the text message that he was still stressing about. He'd called Finn, asking if he knew the number, and the older boy had gone silent, and told Blaine he'd get back to him... this made Blaine worry, because if it was someone at McKinley, then Kurt isn't safe anymore, and all the work they've done is going to be thrown out the window. His boyfriend has been in the hospital enough over the last four months to last him a lifetime, and he doesn't need to do it anymore. Just as Blaine stepped out of the bathroom, nothing but a towel around his waist, the door to their room closed, and Kurt was placing food on the small table in their kitchenette area. Blaine smirked, leaning against the doorframe, waiting for Kurt to spot him, knowing that it would make his boyfriend either blush, throw out an innuendo, or smirk and join him in the bathroom. The reaction from Kurt was unexpected... his boyfriend turned and yelped, almost falling back onto the ground, breathing deeply, tears forming in his eyes. Blaine was kneeling now, on the floor, just in front of Kurt so the boy knew he didn't mean any harm. Kurt latched onto Blaine almost immediately, sobbing and whispering sorry into his ear.

'Baby I'm sorry. I forgot that your medication makes you jumpy. Forgive me?' Blaine asked, pouting

'S'okay... I wasn't... I should have... you're forgiven. I love you,' Kurt said, kissing Blaine, both boys now standing

'Thank you. I thought you'd have to punish me or something,' Blaine said, chuckling

'Oh I'm still going to punish you... ' Kurt said, pulling Blaine's towel from around his waist and smirking as Blaine raised an eyebrow and tackled Kurt onto the bed, both boys laughing

'This is nice... having fun like this. I missed you,' Blaine said, kissing his boyfriend, who just smiled and kissed him back, building the passion slowly

...

After their "rendezvous", and showers (together of course), and breakfast, the two boys had agreed to meet up with the other Warblers for lunch, and then a bit of shopping at the closest mall, before heading to Wicked tonight, and then out for some dinner. Tomorrow, they were going house/apartment hunting with Wes and David, and Blaine was planning to take Kurt to a romantic dinner the following night, so they could celebrate their looming anniversary (it's a pre-anniversary anniversary) Blaine had said the first time they'd done it. Whenever it was mentioned, Kurt rolled his eyes, because his boyfriend would pull this adorable face, and pout, and Kurt never used to be able to resist the pout, but then he remembers that he's not the same person he used to be, and all the dark memories come rushing back. Dr. Paul has told him on countless occasions to write down and voice these thoughts, and to focus on the positives, but Kurt knows he's as stubborn as a mule, and he doesn't like to tell people when he's hurting, which is one of the main reasons he has a therapist, because all the nights spent crying in Blaine's arms had driven his boyfriend to worry about Kurt's health. It was the first time, since after the attack, that Kurt had had someone care about him that way, and he knew it would always be that way with Blaine, but it was admitting to Dr. Paul in that first session, almost four months ago, that he was depressed, that started him on the right track, and even though he says all the time that he's getting better, he doesn't believe it...

Wes, David, Nick, Jeff and Cameron met them in the lobby and explained that they'd hired a bus or something for the day, to which Kurt had just rolled his eyes, made a remark about Thad's terrible driving, and grabbed Blaine's hand, holding his boyfriend close, as to not lose sight of either of them. Kurt was slowly disappearing, and Blaine was lying to him... he'd seen the text... Cora had rang Blaine this morning, which is what woke up the counter-tenor, and immediately knew that everything he has was about to be taken from him with one simple text. He hasn't told Blaine... in fact, he's waiting for his always honest boyfriend to tell him... but Blaine's trying to protect him, and even though Kurt loves him and all that, they have a full-disclosure policy in their relationship, and it kills Kurt to know that secrets are being kept.

'Blaine, I know what you're hiding from me. I know why you're doing it, and I love you for it, but I think I want to talk about it... later,' Kurt said, as they took their seats on the bus

'I... I shouldn't have kept it from you, but... we'll talk about it... if that's what you want,'

'Yes... I'm not feeling one hundred percent today Blaine, so just have fun and I'll have fun because you're having fun babe,'

'If you feel...' Blaine went to say, but Kurt cut him off with a kiss, earning a few wolf whistles and the finger in Cameron's direction from Kurt...

A/N: Thanks to those of you still with this story. Hope you're enjoing it... JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.