A/N: who is the mystery letter writer you ask? Well, read on!

Dear Blaine,

My name is Ellen. Your mother and I were best friends growing up.

Anna and I got pregnant at the same time; I have a daughter who is a month older than you. When she was three, I felt like I needed to extract myself and her from the company of your mom and dad. I felt really strongly that I wanted and needed to stop with the drinking and the drugs and instead focus on being a good mother to my child. Your mom didn't understand me and we had a big argument over this.

Over the years, not a single day has passed without me thinking of your mother and of you.

Last week I heard from a friend of a friend that your mother had passed away. I'm so sorry for your lost Blaine. When I heard this, I started searching for you. When I couldn't find you on my own, I went to a close friend who is a police officer. She told me that if I wrote you a letter, she'd send it to you.

I have no idea where you live or how you are doing. I hope Dave and Anna were able to stop with the drugs and alcohol for your sake. I felt so guilty for leaving you behind, Blaine. You and Georgia, my daughter, were like siblings back then. I've thought so many times in the past that I should've taken you with me.

The first thing I did after sobering up and getting a job was to start a saving account for Georgia and for you. For every Christmas, on your birthday and so on, I've put money into your account. I'm sending you all the information about your account along this letter. From now on, it's your money. I'll keep putting in money as before though.

I had some concern that if I sent you the money, it would go to your father. Him and I never got along, but when I told this to my friend (the police officer), she told me I didn't have to worry about that. I don't know what she meant, but I trust her, so here's your account.

If you ever need anything Blaine, don't hesitate to call me, or contact me in any way. I understand if you don't remember me, but to me you're like a son I abandoned. I was present at your birth; your father couldn't make it. Don't feel pressured to contact me though, I get that this letter might be a strange thing to get. As I said, I have no idea how your life is, and my friend wouldn't tell me anything more than the promise that your money wouldn't go to your father's addiction.

If you need anything, don't hesitate to contact me. I want to get to know you so bad, but I truly understand if you don't feel the same way.

I'm sending you all my love.

You're in my thoughts and prayers every day.

/Ellen

Blaine read the letter twice in silence. His parents and fiancé kept watching him. At last he looked up and handed the letter to Carole. She took it and watched him snuggle close into Kurt's embrace.

"Shall I read it out loud?" Carole asked him.

Blaine just shrugged and closed his eyes. Carole read it and he felt Kurt's arms tighten the grip around him. Kurt felt tears forming in his eyes when he heard what Ellen had written. When Carole was done, they all sat in silence and watched Blaine.

"Blaine? You wanna talk about this?" Burt asked him.

"He's sleeping again." Kurt said.

He had felt Blaine relax in his tight embrace and it hadn't been many moments before he felt him fall asleep. They stayed silent.

"So, what now?" Kurt asked.

"Blaine has to decide. I'll be happy to call her for him and either invite her here or just give her an update about him." Burt said.

"What about the money?" Kurt asked.

"He doesn't need to worry about money for college, that's clear." Carole said.

"It's that much?"

"Yes."

"Why did he fell asleep?" Kurt asked.

"He's tired from the antibiotics and the pneumonia, and I just gave him some painkillers as well, but I think he also needs to process this by himself before he speaks about it."

"I'm guessing there will be nightmares tonight?" Burt said.

"There's a risk of it." Carole said.

They didn't say anything more about it. Carole and Burt went out of the room; Carole went straight to bed while Burt watched some tv downstairs. Kurt kept studying. Around 10 pm he decided it was enough and untangled himself from Blaine. He took a shower before waking Blaine up. Blaine woke enough to undress with some help from Kurt, and take his night medicine before he fell asleep again. Kurt curled around him and closed his eyes.

Blaine didn't have any nightmares, despite what they were expecting. He slept all through the night and woke up at 9 am by Carole's light shaking.

"Good morning honey, we have to leave for the hospital in about an hour."

"Okay."

Blaine thought about taking a shower, but decided he needed help to do it. It wasn't the easiest thing to have his right hand in a cast.

The hospital visit was quick. The blood test showed every sign of the infection disappearing and he didn't need to come back anymore. He needed to take some antibiotics pills, but no longer needed the IV. They removed the IV line and discharged him. He still needed to come back to remove the cast in about five weeks, but other than that he was free from hospital stuff.

"Wanna have lunch at the mall?" Carole asked as soon as they were in the car.

"Sure!" Blaine said to her.

They decided to have some grilled sandwiches and did some shopping when they were done. Blaine bought some CDs and Carole some books. They had a nice time at the mall, but Carole noticed that Blaine was more quiet than usual, she could see him thinking things over, Carole guessed it was the letter that caused it.

When they came home they sat down with a cup of coffee in the living room. They each had a book with them, but Carole could see that Blaine wasn't reading, his mind was somewhere else.

"Have you thought about the letter?" Carole asked him.

"Not much to think about, is there?" He said, surprising Carole.

"I wouldn't say that. Do you what any contact with her?"

"Do you want me to have contact with her?"

"Why would you ask that? It's up to you."

"It would be so convenient for you, wouldn't it? Here comes a mother-figure from my past. You all see the chance to get rid of me, huh? That's what you all want, isn't it? That's why you want me to get in touch with her? So you can ship me off? Right? Wouldn't it be perfect; to just be rid of me? Like everyone else; leave me with someone else!" Blaine had got up from the couch and was pacing back and forth while he screamed at Carole. When he was done he stared at her for a short while before rushing up the stairs.

Carole stayed in the living room. She was surprised by the outburst; it had been a while since Blaine had been angry. Although, she had been waiting for something like this to happen and she wasn't surprised it happened when they were alone at home, or that she was on the receiving end. She let Blaine have some time to calm down before she went up the stairs. She knocked on the door but didn't get an answer. She opened it anyway and looked inside. Blaine was on the bed, she could see he was crying. She sat down on the bed and placed a hand on his back. He immediately flung himself to her and she took him in her embrace.

"Please don't leave me. Please don't make me move out. Please don't leave me." Blaine cried desperately in her arms.

She rocked him back and forth while hushing. She knew nothing she said now would make any difference; he needed to calm down before he'd be able to hear anything. When he had calmed down she sat him up and took his face between her hands.

"Blaine, listen carefully now. I love you. You are my son. I wouldn't let anyone take you away from me. You're on my top-four list of the most important people in my life. I'll never leave and I'll never make you move out, okay? I love you, Blaine."

Blaine's crying increased and she held him close again.

"I'm sorry, mommy." He said between sobs.

"It's okay, honey."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

She felt him get heavier and wasn't surprised when she heard him start snoring. She gently let go of him and placed him down on the bed. But as soon as he'd leave her embrace he'd open his eyes and mumble "please don't leave me mommy". Carole moved them both on the bed so she could hold him but didn't have to hold his entire weight. She closed her eyes and sighed. Blaine was still so frail. It didn't take that much to make his emotions burst. She looked down at him where he laid pressed into her. It reminded her of a small Finn who wasn't allowed to eat candy just before bedtime. He had been three and had exploded. He had thrown toys at her and screamed until he didn't have any more energy. She had took him in her arms and held him while he cried his eyes out. She had reminded him over and over that he was loved. Finally he had fallen asleep but just as Blaine now, he hasn't let her go. Even in their sleep they needed to be reassured they were loved even though they had done something they would feel ashamed of later.

Kurt came home to find Blaine and Carole sleeping. He stroked his fingers along Carole's cheek but she didn't react. He let her sleep and climbed up and laid down next to Blaine. The bed shifted as his weight was put on, causing Blaine to involuntary move away from Carole. He stirred and mumbled

"Don't leave me mommy."

Kurt watched as Carole immediately tightened her grip on Blaine which made him still. Neither of them were awake. Kurt wondered what happened during the day to cause them both to fall asleep in this bed and for the need to latch on to each other. Kurt was tired after his day in school and closed his eyes instead of thinking about what could have caused this.

Carole woke up a bit later and smiled at Kurt. She wondered how long he'd been sleeping there and why he didn't wake her up. She looked down at Blaine, still sleeping close to her. She started to untangle herself from him but he immediately whined in his sleep and pressed himself even closer. But this time Kurt, unconsciously, moved towards Blaine and flung his arm over his body and pressed Blaine to his body. It did the trick and Blaine calmed down. Carole took the chance and got up from the bed. She left them sleeping there and went downstairs.

Kurt woke up about an hour later. He tightened his grip on Blaine and buried his face in the curls on Blaine's neck.

"I yelled at Carole today." Blaine said.

"I didn't know you were awake sweetie."

"I am." Blaine said but didn't move to face Kurt.

"Why did you yell at her?"

"Cause I was afraid she'd wanted me to move out to this Ellen person's place."

"The one who wrote the letter?"

"Yeah."

"Why would you think that?" Kurt asked him. He wanted to shift Blaine in bed so he could look at him while they were having this conversation, but he knew that sometimes one needed to not look at the person you're talking with.

"I don't know... I don't think I actually thought it through. It was just something I was afraid of. Another person who wanted me gone."

Kurt wanted to take Blaine and shake him for him to realize it was so wrong but instead he took a deep breath before continuing in a soft voice.

"And what did Carole say?"

"Well, I freaked out about it. But she held me and kept repeating that she loved me and that I'm her son and that she would never let anyone take me."

"Did it make you feel better?"

Blaine shifted at last and Kurt could look at him.

"Yeah, it did."

"You're a part of this family now, Blainey. You won't get rid of us."

"Good." Blaine said and leaned in to kiss Kurt.

"Now that you know that, will you contact her?"

"I don't know..."

"I thought about it all day today. I think you should contact her, or rather, I think you should let dad contact her; he volunteered yesterday. For her sake you know. She's thinking of you. Just to let her know that you're okay."

"Yeah, maybe." Blaine said and kissed Kurt again.

Friday's dinner and evening were quiet for Blaine. They all noticed it and they all took it as a sign to let him be. They were all very aware of his need to think things over sometimes. They decided to have a family movie night and decided on Tintin. Puck was the first to fall asleep; Finn joined him not long after. Half way through the movie only Blaine and Burt were awake. Burt turned off the movie and turned to face Blaine. Blaine didn't even seem to notice that the movie had been shut off; he was far gone in his thoughts.

"Blaine?" Burt said to try and get him back to the present.

"Yeah?" Blaine said and blinked a couple of times.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm fine."

"Okay, wanna watch another movie?"

"Oh, is it already finished? Yeah, sure, if you want to."

"No, I mean, you didn't seem to focus on this one, maybe it would be easier for you if we watched anything else?"

"Okay."

"What you wanna watch then? I'm up for anything!" Burt said and got up on his feet.

"Dad, would you mind calling Ellen and telling her thanks. And you know, let her know I'm alive and doing okay?"

Burt stopped in his track and turned around.

"Of course, kiddo. Should we do it now? You can sit next to me and listen if you want? We can do it over the speaker?"

"Okay." Blaine untangled himself from the sleeping Kurt and tucked him in on the couch before going after Burt into the kitchen.

Burt took his cell phone and sat down at the table. Blaine sat down facing him.

"Okay, I'm gonna call her now then." Burt said and watched Blaine.

Blaine hesitated a while before he nodded. He waited while Burt dialed the number.