Well here it is! I was in a writing mood, and I kind of new what I wanted to happen, so I wrote this one early. Hope you enjoy it!

BPOV

Right before 3 o' clock rolls around, I settle Sebastian in his bedroom. He looks nervous.

"Blaine," he says before I go back downstairs, "What if you're wrong and this doesn't work?"

I pull the blanket over him. "It will work, Seb. I promise, one way or another, you'll go to McKinley with me. Now stop worrying."

He sighs and nods as I hand him the remote for the TV. "Okay," he says quietly, "Well I'll be here if you need me."

I squeeze his hand gently as the doorbell rings. Leaving his door open a crack so that he can call to me if he needs me, I open the front door to see Mercedes, Tina, and Artie.

"Hi, guys," I greet them cheerily, "I missed you." I get hugs from Mercedes and Tina as all three of them come inside. I lead them over to the living room and sit down with them.

"So what's going on, Blaine?" Mercedes asks. "Are you okay?"

I smile at her concern. "I'm fine," I reassure her, "I've just been taking care of something this week, and I need to talk to you guys about it." They all nod, waiting for me to go on. "I'm telling you this because you're my friends, and I really need to know that you'll support me, even if you don't like what I have to say."

Tina looks worried. "Of course we'll support you, Blaine. That's what friends do. What's wrong?"

I take a deep breath. "Well, you all know that about a week ago, Kurt and I broke up. That day I went to get coffee, and I ran into Sebastian Smythe there." The expressions that cross their faces make me wonder if they'll keep quiet long enough to let me explain, but I continue. "He said some things that annoyed me, and I was already upset, so I kind of went off on him. I said some horrible things, and afterwards I felt so bad about it, so I went over to his house to apologize."

Mercedes interrupts. "Blaine, why would you even bother apologizing to that guy? All he does is hurt you!"

I hold a hand up to her. "Please, just let me finish the story before you say anything." She nods, consenting. "So when I got there, the door was broken, and I thought something bad might have happened, so I went in." I have to pause for a moment, because the memory of the way I found Sebastian is too horrible. "I found him unconscious on the floor in the kitchen, bruised and bleeding. And, when I touched him, he freaked out. He was terrified that I was going to hurt him."

Artie's eyebrows furrow. "I'm sorry, but I can't even imagine what a terrified Sebastian would even look like."

I sigh. "I know. I couldn't either, until I saw it. Anyway, later I found out that it was his dad who did it to him. He'd been beating him since he was a kid. And when his dad found out he's gay, he…he beat him and then…he raped him."

I see shock echo across their faces. "That's horrible," Tina whispers.

I nod. "Yeah. So, when I found him, I called an ambulance, and at the hospital he begged me not to leave him. And when I say begged, I mean begged. He was just…terrified. And you know me; I couldn't leave anyone like that, even if they had done terrible things to me. And when they were going to release him, I couldn't let him go back there, knowing he would be hurt again. So, I…I invited him to come live with me."

At this, Mercedes can't keep her silence any longer. "Now hold on. I'm all for helping those in need, but are you telling me that you've had the kid who almost blinded you last year living with you? He's done horrible things to you, Blaine, and to us. How could you?" she says accusingly.

"Just let me explain, please. I know that you know him as the guy who was always making trouble, who hurt us. I'm trying to tell you that that's not true anymore. The Sebastian you all know was just a defense mechanism to protect the real Sebastian. And the real Sebastian is the one I've been living with for a week. He's hurt and scared and vulnerable, and he protected himself by being a jerk." I hesitate. "He's transferring to McKinley next week, and all I'm asking is that you give him a chance to show you that he's changed."

The three of them look at each other for a moment. Tina speaks first. "I guess we can give him a chance," she says to the others. She turns to me. "You have me on your side, Blaine."

Artie nods. "Me too."

"Mercedes?" I ask hesitantly.

She sighs. "Fine, Blaine, but only because you're my friend. And if he does something, I reserve the right to say I told you so."

I smile and hug her. "Thanks, 'cedes. You won't regret it, I promise."

Tina looks around the room. "Well, where is he? Do we get to meet this new and improved Sebastian?"

"Sure," I tell her. "Just wait here for a minute while I get him."

I go upstairs and find Sebastian watching something on TV. He looks up nervously when I enter. "What happened? How did everything go?"

I smile at him. "Great, actually. They'd like to see you."

He nods and climbs out of bed, following me down the stairs. He clutches my hand tightly when the group comes into view, and stands a little bit behind me as if he thinks one of them is going to attack him.

"Hi Sebastian," Tina says, smiling. "It's nice to…meet the real you." She extends her hand, and he shakes it.

"…You too?" He replies awkwardly, and they both laugh.

Mercedes looks at him for a moment. "Look, Sebastian, I don't trust you," she says. "But Blaine asked me to give you a chance, and he's my friend. So let me make this clear. I'm giving you one chance, but if it turns out that you've got something bad planned, Blaine won't be able to stop me."

He nods as if he'd expected this. "I understand. After what I've done, I wouldn't trust me either. But I want to thank you for giving me a chance to prove myself. I won't let you down."

"Well," Artie says, "Everyone deserves a chance. I guess we'll see you at school."

I walk them to the door and say goodbye. As I close it behind them, I hear a sigh of relief behind me. "See," I say to Sebastian, "I told you it would work!"

He smiles at me. "You were right," he admits. "Thank you."

Together, we walk back up the stairs and flop down on the bed. "You look exhausted," I tell him. This is probably the longest he's been awake this week. He just nods, and when I open my arms to him, he moves closer, laying his head on my shoulder.

I begin stroking his hair absentmindedly, but he doesn't seem to mind. "Three down," I say conversationally.

"Yeah, and about a million more to go," He mumbles back.

"Well, I believe in you. I think we can do it."

He smiles for a minute and looks like he wants to reply, but sleep overcomes him, and his soft breathing fill the room.

Smiling, I reach for my phone to call my mom. I tell her what the doctor said. She agrees to call McKinley and work on getting Sebastian transferred there. "So, how is he?" she asks, almost fondly.

"Tired," I reply. "He was really nervous all morning, so that took a lot out of him. But he's sleeping now."

"Alright, well I'll keep you posted on the school situation." She pauses. "You know, as long as he's asleep, it might do you some good to get some rest too. You've spent so much time worrying about him this week. Why don't you take a nap?"

I sigh. "Alright, mom. I'll try."

"Good. See you boys later."

So, what do you think? I appreciate all comments, so please review and let me know what you think!

~TheSongSmith