A/N: I am sorry once more that this is a little late. I spent ages writing and then deleting stuff and wasn't sure how to put things in this chapter. Yet thankfully I settled on what you are about to read. I also would like to let you all know that I will definatly not be updating next weekend. I am away at a Glee Convention to meet some of the Glee cast. (be jealous, you know you want to) so I will be otherwise occupied with Max Adler and Curt Mega. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed editing it. I think this has to be the chapter that I have played around with the most so far in fanfiction writing. I have changed it so many times before settling on this.

Sebastian had always hated flying, especially when he was on his own. It wasn't that he felt ill or anything he just hated being up in the air on a plane. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he wasn't all to keen on heights. Not to mention the fact that when he was on a plane all he could really think of what something that Nick had said to him a couple of years back when the Warblers had flown to New York for Regionals.

"Flying is just like being a bus, nothing to be worried about. The only difference is that you three thousand feet up in the air and locked in."

Not really the words you want to hear when feeling a little nervous about flying. Yet that was just what Jeff was like. Sebastian certainly wouldn't change him though. If anything he was looking forwards to seeing him again at this Reunion thing. At least he assumed that he would get to see Jeff and the other Warblers again. Unless any of them had moved away to College or anything. It probably wasn't really worth thinking about right now, he'd only be disappointed in the long run if it turned out that he didn't get to see any of his old friends. He almost regretted moving away, and moving Blaine away from Ohio. Sure enough Blaine seemed to be happy enough, and it wasn't really like they were that far away, just a couple of hours drive. Yet Sebastian wondered if Blaine ever thought that was to far away.

He could feel his heart racing, even now as he sat in the Airport waiting for his flight, that had been delayed by a good hour. He thought about getting some sleep, yet if he closed his eyes for a moment then knowing his luck he'd miss his flight. As much as that seemed appealing to him, considering that it meant being with Blaine again. Only he would end up with the rantings on of his mother about not caring about his family and he wouldn't wish that bitches words on anyone. Not to mention the fact that the last thing he wanted was to have his mother claiming everything that she could in his father's will. He was taking his share of things and his mother wasn't about to spread her lies in order to stop him.

Despite how appealing the thought of calling Blaine was just to hear his voice it was pretty much out of the question, being the intelligent one he had packed the charger for his phone in his suitcase, and now had a phone in his travel bag with a dead battery. A sigh escaped his lips as he tried to think of something to get him through the next couple of hours. Why did his stupid plane have to be delayed. If there was one thing that Sebastian really hated then it was waiting around. It would have been a lot easier to deal with if he could get a few drinks down him, yet he wasn't about to take that chance. He knew what he was like and he certainly wouldn't be able to stop at just one drink, which would probably mean he would end up to drunk to be allowed on the plane and he would have to catch the next one tomorrow and risk missing his father's funeral, which was taking place tomorrow afternoon.

After a lot of thought he got to his feet and headed into the nearest shop, hoping to find some sort of decent reading material. Anything that wouldn't send him to sleep and yet could keep him occupied for most of the time he had left to wait. His finger skimmed the shelf, there wasn't really a great deal of books to choose from, yet having not really been that much of a reader he still found it difficult to pick one. A few minutes passed and he finally settled on a book he had heard Blaine talking to Kurt about, apparently Rachel had read it and made him read it and as a result of that Kurt had been trying to beg Blaine to read it. The book? One Day, by David Nicholls.

If it turned out to be rubbish then he could easily bale Rachel for it all. She had put that book into his mind and therefore it was entirely on her point that he was even considering this very book.

To his surprise reading it made the time fly by. It just seemed to totally absorb him into its pages. He didn't want to have to put it down for those few minutes of boarding the plane. Yet it wasn't like he could read and walk at the same time. Sebastian frowned slightly and slipped the receipt, for the book inside to make his place before jumping to his feet. This was it. The flight to Paris, thankfully this time he had something to distract him for at least part of the journey so maybe it wouldn't be to bad.

Why was it that he was always sat next to someone who insisted upon talking the whole time? It wasn't fair. Sebastian wasn't about to tell them to shut up, he didn't really want to seem rude. It seemed like reading the rest of the book was going to have to wait until he was alone later that night. Maybe this flight was going to be a long one after all. He wasn't really in the mood to hear about this guy's family and how he was glad to be returning to them after a long week away at a conference or something. Sebastian wasn't really listening. He found himself just staring out the window at the fluffy clouds outside. At least there was one good thing about this guys constant ramblings on, it was taking his mind of the sickly feeling in his stomach.

Sebastian couldn't have been gladder to have the flight come to an end. He couldn't get off the plane fast enough. Now it was just a matter of collecting his suitcase and taking the short walk to the hotel that he was staying it. Sure his mother had offered to let him stay at the house, yet Sebastian had instantly refused. He didn't want to have to live in the same house as her, it was bad enough that he was going to have to deal with her at all during his visit. She'd only nag at him the whole time anyway. So why endure her for longer than he actually had to?

At least things were not taking all that long to get sorted out. He was in his hotel room within the next couple of hours. It seemed like luck was finally starting to come back to his side again. Normally he spent ages just waiting for his suitcase, generally it was the last one to make an appearance, yet not today.

Sebastian didn't really see the point in unpacking everything. He was only here for a couple of days and therefore didn't have that much stuff with him anyway. Plus he could really do with a drink right now. Not to mention there was the fact that the book was still calling to him. He decided to get it finished, otherwise it would be all that he would be able to think about for the whole of the evening, before heading out to the nearest pub for a couple of drinks. There wasn't any harm in that right?

Yet before any of that he had to keep a promise that he had made to Blaine. Calling him. He'd already technically broken it, saying that he would call from the Airport, when in fact he was already comfortable in the hotel room. That was one thing he loved about hotels, well most hotels, the beds. To him they always seemed to be more comfortable than his own. Yet it seemed that nobody else ever agreed with him on that note.

Searching through his suitcase, he finally found his charger and stuck into his phone before plugging it into the nearest socket. Leaving it to charge up for a while as he headed off to the toilet, only realising now that he had been dying to go for the last half an hour.

Leaving the charger plugged into his phone, upon his return from the bathroom, Sebastian sat himself down on the floor and pressed he speed dial button that called Blaine. It had barely rung twice before Blaine answered.

"Hi, you okay? You landed okay, right?" Blaine said before Sebastian had a chance to so much as realise he had even answered the phone.

"Hey. Yeah I am alright. Landed no problem it was the flight that was the worst thing. I got stuck next to a guy that wouldn't shut up. Stopped me from reading the book I bought at the Airport in New York."

"You bought a book? Wow that has to be a first. Why on earth did you do that? Plus what book was it?

"I only got it because my phone was dead and me being the intelligent guy that I am packed my charger into my suitcase and I was bored out of my mind after the plane was delayed. That one that Kurt was trying to get you to read. One Day. It's amazing Blaine, really it is. I am about three quarters of the way through and I have cried already. It's amazing"

"I might just have to borrow it from you then. At least you and Kurt will have something to talk about at this Reunion."

Sebastian just laughed. The two of them spent the best part of the next half an hour just talking to one another. Neither wanting to hang up, well Sebastian sort of did, yet that was only to enable him to read the last part of the book before he could let himself go and head out for a drink. Yet every time one of them said bye another conversation started up between them. Sebastian soon came to the conclusion that he was just going to have to actually say bye and just hang up before another conversation could arise.

"Blaine as much as I love you and as much as I love hearing your voice. I really have to go. I need to finish this book. I will call you tomorrow, yeah. Bye"

"Love you too" Blaine managed to say before the line went dead.

Sebastian was certainly engrossed in a book for the next hour. He almost felt upset when it was over. He felt as though there was so much more he could have read. He wanted t to just go on forever. A never-ending story. At least it ended in a good place and probably remained to be one of the few books Sebastian had read the whole way through. Not wanting to waste anymore time sat cooped up in his hotel room he made sure he had the key to the door in his pocket before heading out to the nearest pub.

Sebastian knew all the pubs around Paris, having most likely been in them all at one point. Yet this one he couldn't remember. Always up for something new he walked inside and ordered in a pint. He had barely drank any of it before heard his name being called.

"Sebastian, right?"

Sebastian turned his head and smiled slightly at the owner of the voice. "What are you doing here/" he said leaning forwards and hugging the guy sat next to him.

"Just having a drink. You? I thought you had moved to America"

"Well I did, just back for my dads funeral. Don't start with the whole I am sorry thing, you know that me and my parents were never on best terms."

The guy just laughed.

Sebastian knew him from school, the school he had attended before moving to America. Tony Vincent. Probably the first guy that he had ever had tell him he loved him. Something that had made things strange for a while considering they had been best friends at the time.

A/N: decided to stop there. I have just gotten a really bad headache, like so bad that one side of my head is numb. I think it is one of my stupid migraines coming on. So if there are any really bad mistakes then sorry, I just can't proof read at all. And certainly won't have the time over the next few days to write anything as I will be packing for this convention. Review and let me know what you think. I will be getting onto writing again when I get back.