A/N: Here's the big day, guys! Thanks for all your appreciation! This chapter isn't read by my Beta, she's still moving!

Blaine woke up on Saturday morning by Kurt shaking him lightly, Blaine groaned and shifted away from him.

"Blainey honey?"

"No… tired…"

"I know, but please wake up for me and looked at me for a while."

Blaine groaned again but turned around to look at Kurt. As soon as he had turned he heard singing. He opened his eyes and looked around the bed. It wasn't just Kurt there, Carole stood there with a tray with breakfast, Burt stood next to her and next to him was Finn. They were singing and it took him a while to wake up enough to recognize the song.

"Happy birthday dear Blaine, happy birthday to you."

Finn held out a cake with lights on it. It stood Blaine 17 on it. Blaine frowned and looked up at Finn.

"Happy birthday, Blaine." Finn said with a smile.

"What?" Blaine said.

"Happy birthday?" Finn said again now more carefully.

"Birthday?" Blaine frowned and turned to Carole.

"It's your birthday, sweetie." She said.

"It is?"

"Yes, it is."

"Oh, okay." He said and looked down on his hands in his lap.

"Happy birthday honey." Kurt said and sat next to him. He kissed him on the cheek and smiled big.

"Now, blow out the candles on your cake."

"My cake?"

"Well, it's your name on it!" Finn said and held out the cake to him again.

This time, Blaine smiled back at him and blew the candles. He managed to blow out all the candles at once. Finn sat down the cake on the bedside table. Carole sat down the tray she had been holding on Kurt's desk and gave all of them a cup of coffee. Blaine took it with a relief smile. Drinking coffee was something he was accustomed to.

"You didn't know it was your birthday?" Carole asked him.

"No, not at. I… we…" He took another sip from the cup and shrugged.

"Present time!" Kurt said.

"Present? You didn't have to get my anything? You've done enough for me for a lifetime. You didn't…"

"Blaine. Stop." Carole interrupted him. "Stop it. One of our sons has a birthday today and we want to celebrate it. It's our right as parents to celebrate you on this day! Okay?"

"Okay…" Blaine answered and blushed.

Burt went out of the room and returned with his arms full of presents. He dropped them next to Blaine on the bed before sitting down on the desk chair. He looked at Blaine and saw an overwhelmed boy who didn't know how to handle it.

"Blaine?" He said and met his eyes when he looked up at him. "Happy birthday, kid. Just enjoy today, it's your day."

Blaine smiled at him.

"Thanks." He said.

"So, honey, open your presents." Kurt said.

"Which one's mine?" Blaine asked him.

"They are all yours Blainey." Kurt said.

"Oh…"

"Finn, come and get some more coffee with me in the kitchen." Burt said and stood up.

"But…"

"No, no buts; come with me." Burt said with a stern voice. Finn followed him down. Carole smiled to his husband before sitting down at the bed. The coffee didn't need a refill, but Blaine needed space.

Carole took one of Blaine's hands in her and Kurt hugged him from the other side.

"Blaine, we just want to celebrate you." Carole said with a soft voice.

Blaine nodded and wiped away a tear that had escaped. A sob escaped him and Kurt hugged him tight. They held him and let him cry. After a short while, he calmed down and wiped away his tears.

"I'm sorry." Blaine said.

"It's okay honey." Carole assured him.

"So, it's my birthday?" Blaine whispered.

"Yes." Kurt said and combed his hair with his hand.

"And, living here, that means presents and a cake?"

"Yes."

"Okay." Blaine said. "The coffee is real nice, Carole."

"Well, let's see if Burt and Finn got some more then." She said and went out of the room. She returned just minutes after with Burt and Finn.

They sat down in Kurt's room. Burt cut the cake and gave Blaine a piece. It was a chocolate cake and it was divine.

"This is so good." Blaine said in between bites.

"So, Blaine, presents?" Finn said.

"Right." Blaine said and started open the many presents on the bed.

He got a lot of clothes since he was going to a non-uniform school in the fall. It was clear that Kurt was the one that had picked them out, even though it was from the entire family. He also got some books and an auto-tuner to his guitar. Finn had bought him picks with the LGTB-pride-flag on them.

"Now you know why I couldn't tell you what I had bought that day in the mall." Carole smiled to him.

"Oh, right." Blaine answered. "I thought I had overstepped some line when you didn't want to answer."

"No, no, no lines crossed. It just was a surprise."

"Thanks Carole. Thank you, all of you. This is more than I ever could have dreamt of." Blaine said and tried to hide a yawn.

"Tired?" Kurt asked him.

"Yes, it was an unexpected way of waking up…" Blaine said.

"Well, you go back to sleep for a while, Blaine, and I'll wake you up a little later." Kurt said.

"Is it okay?" Blaine said.

"Of course, Blaine, you know it is." Carole said and stood up. Burt and Finn followed her.

"Thank you for this." Blaine said to them.

He slid down under the covers and laid down. He was asleep within seconds. Kurt smiled fondly at him and started removing the presents he had got. Carole knocked on the door.

"I have medicine for you Blaine."

"He's already sleeping." Kurt said to her.

"Poor thing, he really didn't know what to do."

"I know his childhood was terrible, but it seems he didn't had a single birthday celebration when he was little." Kurt said.

"You think we should tell him what's going to happen today?"

"I think we should tell him before it happens, but not everything at once."

"Well, okay then." Carole said.

"I just going to take a shower and then I'll come down and help you."

"Thanks sweetie." Carole said.

Blaine woke up a couple of hours later. He could smell something cooking from downstairs. He smiled when he remembered it was his birthday and that he was in a house with people who didn't post death threats on his birthday. He sat up and saw an egg cup with his medicine standing next to a water glass on the bedside table. He swallowed down the medicine with the water before heading to the shower.

He slowly walked downstairs after the shower. He was dressed in some of his new clothes – a pair of skinny black jeans, a green shirt with a black and white bow tie. When he had put the clothes on, it had become obvious to him that he had lost a lot of weight; the skinny jeans were in a size smaller than he usually wore and even then they hung loosely on his hips and legs. He was only using one crutch and he was smiling when he walked in to the kitchen.

"Hi!" He greeted Carole and Kurt standing in the kitchen cooking. They looked up at him and both smiled. Kurt cleaned his hands and hugged Blaine close. They shared a kiss before separate unwillingly. They gazed in to each other's eyes for a while before Burt came in to the kitchen, which made them both jump.

"Don't let me disturb." Burt chuckled. "But, now when I have your attention, have you told Blaine what is about to happen?"

"Oh, yes, right!" Kurt said. "So, Blaine, soon, in about ten minutes, your relatives are coming for lunch."

"Relatives?"

"Yeah, my parents and my sister are coming, so are Burt's and his siblings!"

"What? Why?"

"They want to celebrate your birthday, honey." Carole said to him.

"Oh." Blaine said and blushed.

"I went upstairs while you were in the shower to wake you up. It's just lunch, Blaine. They will be nice to you, I promise." Kurt said.

"Yes, Blaine, you've nothing to worry about." Burt assured him.

"Okay. Can I do anything?" He asked them and nodded to the food Carole and Kurt were preparing.

"No, not a thing. Just sit down at the table." Carole said with a smile.

Blaine had just sit down at the table when the doorbell rang and they heard Finn running down the stairs to open the door.

"I'll get it!" He shouted.

"You could think it was his birthday." Carole said with a smile before going to greet their guests.

Blaine stood up and picked up his crutch and started going to the hallway. Kurt smiled at him and took his crutch-free hand. In the hallway, Carole was hugging someone Blaine assumed was her mother. Finn was hugging a small woman with long, blonde hair. They were both laughing while hugging.

"Oh, you must be Blaine!" Carole's father, Blaine assumed, said to him with a big smile.

"Yeah…" Blaine said and held out his hand to him. The man didn't take the hand though, he opened his arms and hugged Blaine.

"I'm Carole's dad, George Sullivan!" He said to Blaine.

"Hello, Mr. Sullivan." Blaine said when he had been released from the hug.

"No, no, no Mr. Sullivan; I'm George or granddad, or dad, it's up to you."

"Hello Blaine, I'm Lynn." Carole's mom said and gave him a hug.

"Hi. Mrs. Sullivan." Blaine said but changed it to "Hi Lynn!" when he saw she shaking her head.

"And I'm Kristen, the sister." Blaine found himself once again hugged.

When they were done hugging Blaine, they went to Kurt and then Burt.

"So, let's get in to the kitchen." Lynn said and took Blaine's hand walked next to him to the kitchen. She pulled out a chair for him and sat down next to him.

"So, Blaine! Happy birthday! How does it feel to be 17?" She asked him while the other sat down.

"Umm… Well, good I guess." He answered quietly. He wasn't used to interacting with grandparents; his had been dead before he was born.

"Good, good! You are dressed really nice, I must say! It's so good to see kids dressing nice, it's a change for the ones dressed in too big jeans hanging down by their knees and showing off their underwear."

"Thanks you, Mrs… Ummm… Lynn."

They were interrupted by another rang on the door. Everyone looked at Finn, expecting him to run to the door this time as well.

"What?" He said, looking back at them. "It's not my grandparents this time."

"Finn." Carole said with a demanding tone.

"Yeah, yeah…" Finn said and got up.

"You're so wiped!" Kristen shouted after him.

They heard Finn opening the door and greeting Burt's parents and sibling. Blaine straightened up on the chair. Lynn placed a hand on his knee.

"We won't let anyone say anything stupid to you." She whispered to him. He looked at her surprised.

"We met them before, Blaine, and Carole has filled us in what happened last time they were here."

Blaine opened his mouth to say thank you but was interrupted by the Hummels entering the kitchen. He got up at his feet and held out his hand. Mr. Hummel shook it.

"Blaine." He said.

"Mr. Hummel."

"Blaine." Mrs. Hummel said and shook his hand.

"Mrs. Hummel."

"Blaine!" Martin said and hugged him. "Happy birthday!"

Denise hugged him also. "Happy birthday, Dennis sends his greetings, he had to work."

They sat down for lunch that Carole and Kurt served. They had made a meatloaf with potatoes and vegetables.

"Wow, this smells delicious!" Blaine said to Carole when she plated the food for him.

"Well, it's your birthday honey!" She smiled back to him.

"So, you're out of your cast?" Martin asked him.

"Yes, about three weeks now." Blaine said.

"Must be nice."

"Yes, it makes thing a lot easier."

"So, Blaine. Is it important to you to have an easy life?" Mr. Hummel asked him.

"Dad!" Burt and Martin said.

"What? It's just a question." Mr. Hummel said.

"So, Kurt, how's school?" Lynn asked while squeezing Blaine's knee reassuringly.

"Good, it's a lot, but it's good." Kurt said.

"Yeah, he's studying all the time." Blaine said and smiled to Kurt across the table.

"So, you're a drop out Blaine?" Mr. Hummel asked.

"What?" Blaine said.

"You're not in school, right?"

"No, not right now, no."

"So, you're a high school dropout. A fag that's also a dropout? Can wait to see what the future has in hold for you!"

"Right, that's enough!" Burt said and stood up. "Dad, I will have to ask you to leave. Now. "

"So, you're letting a stupid faggot get between us?" Mr. Hummel said coolly while getting up.

"NO! I'm not letting anyone get between us, I stand up to my believes, so please leave this house. You're not welcome anymore."

"Burt…" Mrs. Hummel said.

"NO! I WANT YOU TO LEAVE NOW." Burt shouted and pointed to the door.

"Dad." Kurt said.

"WHAT?" Burt said with a strong voice, not directed to Kurt, but he was so mad. He turned to Kurt who nodded towards Blaine, who had gone pale and was shaking. He stared at Burt, but wasn't seeing him. He was seeing his father, standing in the hallway in his old house, screaming to him to leave the house.

"What's wrong with him?" Mr. Hummel said, also looking at Blaine.

"Just leave, we'll handle this." Burt said.

"But…"

"NO! LEAVE!" Burt screamed, once again unable to contain his anger.

"Please, don't kick me out, please don't, please don't, please, please, please." Blaine said, looking at Burt, starting to move his chair backwards. He stood up.

"Please, don't, please." He said to Burt with wide eyes.

"Blaine, you're safe here." Carole got up and put her hands gently on his shoulders. It made him jump and fell down on the floor, where he curled up and started sobbing.

"Please, don't kick me out, please. Father, please don't."

"What's wrong with him?" Mr. Hummel said once again.

"He's stuck in a memory." Carole explained while kneeling next to Blaine. Kurt was on the other side of Blaine immediately. He gently put a hand on Blaine's shoulder.

"Blainey?"

"Mom?"

"No, it's Kurt."

"Kurt?" Blaine said with a confused voice.

"Yes, it's me honey. You're safe here. I love you." Kurt said and pulled Blaine closer. He felt Blaine leaning against him. He pulled Blaine in to his lap and hugged him tight.

Carole got up and got Blaine's extra medicine. She kneeled again and held it out to him.

"Blaine, sweety? I've have some extra sedatives for you."

Blaine looked up at her with wide eyes, filled with confusion, pain and fear. He didn't know what was real and what was a memory. He took the medicine and swallowed it down.

"I don't want to leave, Kurt. Please don't kick me out."

"You're not going anywhere Blainey, this is your home." Kurt said. "You're safe here."

Carole looked up at Burt, standing looking down at the terrified boy. Burt had tears running down his face. He couldn't believe what he had done. Carole sighed and got up. She turned to her parents-in-law.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hummel, I'm sorry it had to be like this. But, this is Blaine's birthday and we won't let him being attacked in his own house. He's supposed to be safe here, and it isn't easy for us to make him feel safe. So, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"But…"

"No, no buts. Blaine's going to fall asleep real soon and I don't want you to be here when he wakes up, so please leave. Now."

Mr. Hummel opened his mouth to say something, but Mrs. Hummel stood up and took his hand.

"Come on, let's just go home." She said. They went out of the kitchen and soon they could all hear the front door slamming shut.

"Burt." Carole said and laid a hand on his arm.

"What have I done?" He whispered.

"This isn't you, this is Blaine's father's doing, you know that. This is a memory for Blaine, this isn't his reaction to you."

"But still…"

"No, no but… That's a fact. He isn't scared of you, Burt."

Carole hugged Burt and they both turned to look at Kurt and Blaine on the floor. Kurt looked up at them.

"He's still crying, but he's sleeping now."

"I think it would be best for him to fall asleep a bit more before we move him, if we lift him now, he would wake and be scared again." Carole said.

"Yes, I think so to." Kurt said. "You can finish eating."

Carole pushed Burt down on his chair and sat down next to him. She stroked his cheek.

"It's not your fault honey. Try to eat some."

Burt nodded and took a bite.

"How? What?" Martin tried to form a sentence. "What will happen now?"

"When Blaine's sleeping really hard, we'll move him to his room, and he'll sleep there until he wakes up." Carole said.

"Does this happen often?" Lynn asked.

"Not like this, this was the first time he had a flashback like this, but it happens a lot that he has dreams from his past and wake up and don't know what real and what's not."

"Flashback?" Finn asked.

"Yes, since he moved here, we all have been careful not to raise our voices in front of him, but today it happened, and it took Blaine back to when his father yelled at him. He didn't know it was Burt and Mr. Hummel arguing, for him, it was his father telling him to get out of their home."

"Can't it just be enough for him?" Finn asked.

"But he needs to process what has happened, Finn, this was about to happen. Sooner or later, someone in this house would raise their voice. Blaine needs to know that even if we're mad or upset, it doesn't mean he isn't loved or safe."

"I think we can move him." Kurt said.

"You move him." Carole said to Burt.

"No, I don't want to scare him."

"You won't." Carole said.

Burt sighed but kneeled next to Kurt and Blaine.

"It wasn't you dad." Kurt said to him.

"Blaine, I'm gonna lift you up now." Burt said.

He lifted him slowly from Kurt's lap. Blaine started a bit and opened his sleepy eyes.

"It's just me, Blaine, I'm gonna put you in your bed."

"Mmmm…" Blaine said and laid his head against Burt's shoulder.

Kurt went in to Blaine's room and pulled the covers from his bed. Burt came in right after and eased him down slowly.

"Thanks you Burt, I love you." Blaine mumbled when Burt let go off him.

"See dad, it wasn't you." Kurt said and hugged his father before leaned down to Blaine and removed the bow tie and opened a couple of buttons in the shirt.