A/N: I think it's becoming apparent to me that this story needs to start coming to an end, and with that in mind, I have written the next four chapters at least, and I think I know how I want it to end. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and the rest of the story, which will be posted shortly within the next week or two... I love you guys who are still with me, and I hope you're liking this story... JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.

Chapter Fifteen: The One With Finn In, Or Out

'Finn, we're all in this, or we're not. You have to make a choice... in, or out?' Puck asked...

The quarterback was stunned by his friend's forceful nature. He's beginning to think that his idea has some flaws and that maybe he should have come up with a different plan before confronting Sebastian. The Troubletones and Warblers are watching him, but he can't decide whether or not putting Kurt through all of this torture is going to set the boy back further than he already is... Against his better judgement he turned to Puckerman, extending his hand and shaking it...

'I'm in, but if anything happens to Kurt, I'll never speak to any of you again,'

'It's cool, we don't like you anyway,' Wes replied, shaking the boy's hand, before turning to follow Quinn and Puck down the hall

'You shouldn't have done that... you do know that we're all risking prison for doing this right? Kurt better be alright with this, or Blaine won't be the only one you deal with...' Nick said, leaving Finn gaping after him...

'This isn't going to end well,' Jeff said, to Finn as the two were called back to the lounge with the others...

Blaine was in the middle of helping Kurt with the dishes when his phone started buzzing uncontrollably on the counter, about three different texts all appearing at the same time. Blaine sighed and shook his head, knowing immediately that at least one would be from Wes, but not expecting Finn or Puck's messages, and another incoming one from Nick and Jeff... Kurt was eyeing him suspiciously, eyebrow quirked in a way that Blaine hasn't seen in a while, before drying his hands, and moving to wrap them around Blaine's waist, resting his chin on Blaine's shoulder, and placing light kisses along his boyfriend's slender neck. Blaine was fiddling with his phone, trying to read all the messages and reply to them, but his mind was caught on the one from Puck...

To: Blaine Anderson

Finn wants to bring Kurt out here to get some information out of Sebastian. We want to know what you think of this plan. We've all talked it through, and Wes says it's a good idea, but he won't pursue it if you're not happy with it...

From: Noah Puckerman

Blaine knew Kurt was reading this over his shoulder, and that he should probably be asking his boyfriend what he wanted to do with this information... it is Kurt's choice after all... a small part of Blaine wants to forbid his boyfriend from going out there, but they need that information to get arrests, and the logical part of Blaine's brain thinks it's a good idea. Kurt isn't looking at the phone when Blaine turns around, instead, his boyfriend takes the opportunity to lean in a kiss him, startling Blaine, who takes a moment before kissing back, his hands gripping Kurt's waist, whilst the other boy plays with the hair on the back of his neck. Kurt hasn't been this forward in a long while... maybe those new tablets Dr. Paul is giving him are working or maybe... Blaine's thoughts betrayed him as Kurt pushed him back until he was trapped between the wall of the lounge and Kurt's warm body. If he'd wanted to ask Kurt about the text before, the only thing he was thinking now was how they would make to their bedroom before they were both naked... but considering that Kurt is kissing him into oblivion against the lounge room wall, he's starting to think that the couch might be their best bet, or even the coffee table... Blaine is broken once again out of his thoughts, when Kurt moves to pull his t-shirt off and throw it on the floor without a care that it would wrinkle. Blaine copies his boyfriend's actions with Kurt's shirt, before Kurt moves his hands tantalisingly slow down Blaine's sides, until they're once again resting on his hips... all previous thought about Wes' plans are lost, as Kurt works at the button on his jeans, yanking them down before pulling Blaine towards their bedroom, kicking the door closed behind them... so that's how we're going to get to the bedroom before we're... well I'm naked... Blaine thought flipping over so that he's now straddling Kurt, and moving to remove his boyfriend's jeans, leaving both boys in their boxers, panting and moaning, begging for relief from their partner...

Kurt was having an internal freak-out when Blaine flipped them so he was lying, back on the bed... he knows that it's Blaine, and that his boyfriend would never hurt him, and the medication that he's taking is helping, and Dr. Paul is helping him, and he wants to be okay enough to be able to have sex with Blaine without freaking out... but he's not, and he knows he should say something, but his boyfriend is pressing tender kisses all over his naked torso, and it's hot and he's hard and is begging for relief... he wants Blaine, he knows he does, but his internal struggle is making it hard for him to let everything go, even thought this is the farthest they've gone in almost a month. They've had sex before this, but Kurt was on different drugs back then, and he was seeking something to get rid of the pain, but now he just wants love... love that Blaine can give... but he doesn't feel it... he still feels the pain as much as he wants to be loved... it isn't enough...

'Nngh... Blaine, you need to, ah stop... stop,' Kurt said, sitting up slowly, as Blaine moved to pull him into a hug

'Shhh babe, it's okay. I'm not mad, I'll never be mad... Shhh,'

'I just feel bad because I was the one who started it, and you must think I'm so pathetic...'

'No. You are not, never have, and never will be pathetic Kurt... I'm so proud of you, and I'll wait as long as you need me to... I love you,' Blaine said, placing soft kisses all over his boyfriend's face

'I love you too,' Kurt replied, closing his eyes and letting Blaine's love wash over him...

To: Wes Montgomery

I have to talk to Kurt... will get back to you. Don't do anything stupid Wesley. Tell Finn not to do anything stupid either...

From: Blaine Anderson

This was the text Wes received two hours after the one he'd sent to Blaine, just as he was stepping out of the car, with Puck and Finn to go back into the safe house. Quinn, Santana and Brittany had gone to Finn's to get some of his stuff, and to quell Rachel's questions and nagging about where he boyfriend had run off to without telling her... Quinn was about ready to rip the girls head off when Brittany spoke, telling her that if Rachel was smart, she would shut up and stop talking, because Kurt is hurting and they need to help him. Santana just kissed her girlfriend, and smirked at Rachel, who was gaping at the blonde cheerio, before the three walked off, and into the Hudmel house, where Carole and Burt were sitting in the lounge, talking softly with two people they couldn't make out... Santana shrugged, and headed upstairs to Finn's room, letting Quinn pack some stuff for the quarterback, whilst she and Britt headed to Kurt's old room and stood in the door, looking in on the empty room which used to hold so much of Kurt's life... Kurt's stupid uncle... how dare he turn Burt into the person he is now... how fucking dare he... he doesn't even know what he's done to his own son... Kurt's broken, and lost, and if it hadn't of been for Blaine and the Troubletones, he'd probably be... no... She wasn't going to think about that... Kurt's still here... he's still with them, and he'll be with them for the rest of their lives... even if Santana has to knock some sense into him...

Burt didn't seem to be paying attention to the three girls in his house, more interested in the football game on TV, to be worried about anything else. Carole, on the other hand, was waiting for them when they arrived back downstairs, eyes soft, almost filled with tears, and if Santana, Quinn and Brittany felt like they were going to give in, they were knocked out of that when Burt and Frank appeared in the lounge room threshold, the man seeming to freeze and actually look guilty. Before Frank could say anything, Santana, Quinn and Brittany had left the house, all three furious at the prospect that Frank was going to make Kurt move back into the Hudmel house. Frank, on the other hand, ran after the girls, but caught the back of their already moving car; not getting a chance to explain what was going on. He knew what would happen now... they'd tell Blaine, and Kurt, and things would fall apart. Cora was already on the phone, probably trying to get hold of Blaine, but she received no answer, her nephew's phone going straight through to voicemail. The room was silent. Carole was trying to maintain her composure, and Burt had moved to the hall to see what the ruckus was about, and if he could do anything. When Frank and Cora excused themselves and left, Carole moved to talk to her husband...

'You can't force Kurt to move back in here... not after all that happened,'

'He was attacked Carole... he's afraid. We all are. Those three are out there somewhere... he's safer here, and he's my son... I know Blaine won't like it, but I don't care...'

'You should go to one of his sessions Burt, before you make this decision,' Carole replied, walking into the kitchen

'Maybe I will,' Burt muttered to himself, turning back to watch TV.

It was early morning when Blaine woke to find his boyfriend watching him, a small smile on his lips as he pushed a soft curl off his forehead. The moment was one that Blaine wanted to last forever, but of course, the almost deafening sound of his four year old cousin shouting had to ruin the intimate moment with his boyfriend, who just sighed, kissed Blaine softly on the lips, before rolling out of their bed, and heading into the bathroom to get ready for school. Wes would kill them for missing National's rehearsal, and honestly, Kurt just wanted to go to school, hang out with Nick, laugh at Elijah and Emmanuel, annoy Wes and David about their "bromance-which-is-so-not-a-straight-thing" and be a normal teenager for the last two months of their senior year. It's April, they have a month till National's, and two months till graduation, and by that time, Kurt and Blaine won't need anything else, because they'll have each other, and that's all that matters... Blaine rolled over onto his back, thinking back over Wes' text from yesterday. It's Monday, meaning Kurt has a session tonight, and he could always as Dr. Paul about it... then again, admitting to Dr. Paul that they have one of Kurt's attackers' hostage could get him into more trouble than it's worth...

To: Nick Duval

We need to make today as normal as possible. I want Kurt to be welcomed back to all the madness that makes Dalton and the Warblers who we are... tell Wes to give the Turnstones permission to go mad... and break out the movies and snacks, because after Kurt's session tonight, we're having a movie night... all invited...

From: Blaine Anderson

Kurt had just turned the shower on when Blaine threw his phone back onto the bed, sighing, and sitting up, just as Chelsea pushed the bedroom door open, and proceeded to jump up on Kurt and Blaine's bed, hugging her cousin, and telling him all about what they did on the weekend. Apparently, Blaine's parents were once again, back in town, and they want a meeting with Blaine and Cora. He's not sure he wants to go, last time, he and his mother sat in a cold silence, Kurt just watching the two of them, knowing exactly what it's like... Chelsea was about to break into a monologue about which of her Barbie's she would be taking to preschool, when Cora knocked on the door, smiling as Chelsea kissed Blaine's cheek, and ran to her mother. Blaine's phone chimed a message from the bed...

To: Blaine Anderson

You might regret letting the twins go mad, but I'll let Wesley know. See you guys when you get back here. Have u talked to Kurt about Sebastian?

From: Nick Duval

Blaine cringed, remembering he was meant to have asked Kurt about it, but it completely slipping his mind with all the other things that had been going on, like his boyfriend seducing him, and his parents back in town, and Santana's belief that his aunt and uncle are trying to get Burt to let Kurt move back in with the Hudmel's... not that Blaine would ever let it happen. Kurt was fully dressed in his uniform when he came out of the bathroom, winking at Blaine before leaving the room, and Blaine to shower, and his thoughts... thoughts which are going to make him do something stupid, and possibly set his boyfriend back a year in recovery... of course, the medication that Dr. Paul has him on now, may help this situation better, and Kurt's anger management has gotten better since then, but it's still there, and so is the depression and the hurt, and the pain... Blaine knows this... which is why he's being so stupid... Kurt is going to maim me... Blaine thought as he typed a reply to Nick...

To: Nick Duval

Yeah, set up a time, and we'll be there. I don't like it, but we'll do it... we all need to put this behind us...

From: Blaine Anderson

Blaine sighed, throwing his phone back on the bed, and getting ready for his own shower, listening to the sounds of his family in the lounge, all laughing, except for Kurt, he couldn't hear his boyfriend's laughter... Blaine didn't dwell on it... he'd worry about it when they are back at Dalton...

Finn, Puck and Santana had missed three days of school already, but they couldn't leave Sebastian alone in the house... who knows what he might try... they had been chosen to babysit the "createn" as Santana had started calling him, by the Warblers and their esteemed council... esteemed? It's just an excuse for three people to give all the solo's to Blaine, and the rest just go with it because they're all brainwashed by Wes and his gavels Santana thought as she and Puck went up to check on their hostage. Nick had earlier informed them that Blaine would be willing to bring Kurt out, they just need to figure out when and how to do it, so that Kurt doesn't get hurt... Finn didn't like the idea, but Santana's glare told the quarterback that he was being overruled, and lucky to even be considered in this whole thing... Finn stated that it was his idea to try and literally knock some sense into the createn, but Santana had wacked him over the head, and told him to shut up enough times already, he doesn't need to be told again...

'Shit, the school called my mom... shit,' Finn said, checking a text from his frantically worried mother

'So, just tell her you're on a field trip with Glee and she'll leave you alone. I would have told my mother that, but she knows that I quit,' Santana replied, smirking

'What did you tell her?' Finn asked, pocketing his phone, hoping the lie would work

'I'm addicted to drugs, and my friends have taken me to a safe house so I can go cold turkey... she full on believed it, but only because it's McKinley, and that's what she'd expect from her lesbian daughter... she loves me, but she's so stupid...' Santana replied, smirking once more

Puck chuckled, and patted Finn's shoulder, before leaving the room to give Sebastian lunch. The boy hadn't said anything, but when he was told that Kurt was being brought out, he lit up, only to be punched in the face by Puckerman and threatened if he should so much as look at Kurt the wrong way... Blaine would insist on being there, and Puck knew Sebastian would want to talk to Kurt alone, so basically, it's up to the countertenor they all love so much, to decide whether or not he can handle being in the same room as the stalker/attacker. It's not that Puck wanted Kurt to be in the same room with Sebastian at all, he just wanted to know where the other two loonies are, so he could go and beat the shit out of them, before turning them into the cops... he's out of juvie, but that doesn't mean he's off the hook, so he needs to be extra careful...

To: Blaine Anderson

All set for tomorrow night... Let me know if you need to change the date, cause I'm really looking forward to punching the createn some more...

From: Noah Puckerman

This was the text that Blaine received just as he and Kurt walked into French and sat down beside Nick and Jeff respectively. The two were holding hands and whispering softly to each other, Blaine couldn't make out everything, but something about "Kurt moving back into Hudmel's" and "Cora and Mrs. Anderson talking again" caught his attention, shoving his phone back into his pocket, and trying to ignore the questions in his head, as they started their class as his fluent-in-French-boyfriend, smiled and winked, before looking down at his work. If Blaine hadn't of been distracted before, he certainly was now, especially by Jeff's conversation with Nick, about his aunt and uncle apparently kicking his boyfriend out, and forcing him to go back to Carole and Burt's. Blaine wouldn't let that happen... not after all they've worked for... if worst comes to worst, he'll get an apartment with Kurt... they're moving to New York for college anyway... it's not like they'd be wasting their time... it's just another member of Blaine's family he'll have to cross off his "acceptance" list. After that, French seemed to just drag on, and Blaine knew that he'd have to corner either Nick or Jeff before Warbler practice and get information out of them. He could just go to Santana, but she'd only told him parts for a reason, that probably being that they all know what Blaine's temper is like, and it's not something to mess with... Kurt has noticed something off with his boyfriend, who walked out of class, eyebrows furrowed and stern look on his face, his hazel-eyes filled with annoyance and a little anger...

'Babe, is something wrong?' Kurt asked, as they made their way to their study hall

'Huh? Oh no, everything's good love. Don't worry about it... I love you,' Blaine said, kissing Kurt's cheek and taking the countertenor's hand, as they caught up with Wes and David at their regular study table

'Did you hear about Ian and Elijah? Apparently they've got this idea to convince the teachers to let us throw the graduation party here...' David said, as the four of them sat down...

'I highly doubt, anything Ian and Elijah come up with will benefit us in anyway...' Kurt replied, pulling out his calculus book and beginning work...

Wes chuckled, nodding, completely agreeing with Kurt on that fact. Blaine was frowning, staring at the far wall as though it was somehow in the wrong... Wes quirked an eyebrow at his friend, before nudging David, who smirked... Blaine was unaware of what was going on with the two boys in front of him, until Wes kicked him under the table, and pointed to his phone, which he picked up, to find two texts from both council members...

To: Blaine Anderson

You look like you're concentrating hard on something, and we didn't want to disturb you, in case you haven't spoken to Kurtie, but we are going to take Kurt out to see Sebastian tomorrow night... Is that cool?

From: Wesley Montgomery

Blaine looked up at the head councilman and rolled his eyes, but looked down at his phone to type a reply, considering that no, he hasn't asked Kurt, but it's something that needs to be done, and after the session tonight, he's going to ask his boyfriend about it... David smirked as he and Wes got the simultaneous text from Blaine...

To: Wesley Montgomery and David Thompson

It's fine. I'll talk to Kurt tonight. I really wish you'd stop calling him Kurtie though, he hates it... and don't say his name, you're making me sick... I want to be there, I don't care what the createn wants, and I want Puck with us...

From: Blaine Anderson

Blaine returned his phone to his blazer pocket, but didn't get out his work; instead, he stood, excusing himself from the group, before walking off to find Jeff, who he found in the hallway between study hall and Calculus. Nick was nowhere to be seen, and Blaine took the opportunity to corner the boy, and ask him what he knew about his aunt and uncle trying to kick Kurt out of their house.

'Hey, what do you know about Cora and Frank kicking Kurt out of the house?' he asked, pinning Jeff against the wall

'Geez Blaine, what the fuck are you doing?' Jeff asked

'Tell me what Santana told you... why are they kicking Kurt out? Why were they at the Hudmel's? He's my boyfriend Jeff, I deserve to know...'

'Blaine? Babe, what are you doing?' Kurt asked, not near enough for Blaine to reach out, arms wrapped around himself, stepping back when Blaine released Jeff and moved towards him

'It's cool Kurt, nothing happened, I just got Blaine upset and he had every right to do what he did. As for your information, I'd talk to Cora, and get all the facts, before you jump to hasty conclusions...' Jeff said, walking off, and leaving Blaine to clean up his own mess

'Babe...'

'Don't... come near me. I need time to think... I love you, but I need time to process this...' Kurt replied, turning to walk back into study hall.

Santana was in the lounge room of the safe house when the front door banged open, and Blaine practically stormed in, slamming the door closed, before walking over to her, and standing with his arms crossed, forcing the girl to look up, and smirk. She knew what he would be here for. Santana stood up, leading Blaine through to the kitchen, before closing the door, and turning to face the lead singer, who was still dressed in his uniform...

'All I know, is that your aunt and uncle were at the Hudmel house, and they were talking to Carole and Burt about your boyfriend. I don't know what they said, but I heard something along the lines of "Kurt needing his father" and "rough times". You'd have to go straight to Burt if you want the full information,' Santana said, crossing her arms

'Okay, thanks Santana. If Kurt asks, which he won't, but if he does, I'm running an errand for Nick, and I'll be back before his session,'

'Where are you going?'

'I'm going straight to the source to find out why, all of a sudden, Burt Hummel wants back in his sons life, after all the crap he put Kurt through over the last six months... I appreciate you're help Santana, and I will find a way to repay the favour,'

'Blaine, are you fucking mad? I told you this so you wouldn't go around yelling at Nick and Jeff... You can't do this to Kurt...'

'Watch me...' Blaine replied, leaving before Santana could talk him out of it...

A/N: That's all folks. Hope you enjoy. There's another poll going on my page, so check it out... song ideas for Nationals in this story... JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.