Hello again! I apologize greatly for the wait on this one. I wrote it, and then my internet broke. And then I fixed the internet. And then my computer broke. Stupid technology. The only good thing is that I got the change to write a few advance chapters! Woohoo!

SPOV

"Kurt! Kurt, wait!" I call after him. He continues walking, and I have to run to catch up to him. "Kurt, just let us explain. Please."

He turns so suddenly that I almost crash into him. "What, Sebastian?!" He huffs. "What could you possibly say to explain this?"

I bite my lip. "Look, can we do this somewhere more private?" He hesitates, but nods, and we duck into an empty room. "Okay, I know what this seems like. And yes, we are together, but it's not like I was just waiting for you to leave. I'm different now. A lot of stuff happened, and he saved my life. I'm really sorry for everything that happened before. I didn't mean any of it."

Slowly, he sits down. "Can you explain?"

"Well, um…my dad…he'd kind of been abusing me for a long time. That's why I acted like I did. And one day it got really bad, and he…raped me." His expression softens a little. "Anyway, Blaine found me. He called an ambulance for me, and he stayed with me while I was in the hospital. When he found out what happened, his family took me in. I owe him my life. It didn't start off romantic, and this isn't part of any plan. I'm not like that anymore. He showed me that I didn't have to be."

Kurt is quiet for a long moment. "That does sound like him," he admits. "So how did he end up here?"

I sigh. "My father found me, and Blaine tried to protect me."

He nods thoughtfully. "And…you really love him?"

"More than anything."

He stares at me for a minute. "Then…I guess I can't be too angry about it," he says slowly.

I smile slightly. "Can we…start over?" I ask.

He hesitates, but holds out his hand. "Kurt Hummel."

I shake it. "Sebastian Smythe. Nice to meet you Kurt."

He smiles finally. "Likewise. Should we go back to convince him we haven't killed each other yet?"

"That's probably a good idea."

Together, we walk back to Blaine's room. I can see from his face when we walk in that he's surprised to see both of us alive. I hug him gently. "See, I told you I could be nice."

"Did you…tell him?" he asks.

I nod. "Yeah. I told him."

He looks to Kurt. "And?"

"And…if you're happy, then I'm happy for you. And I'll try to get along with him," he finishes. Blaine smiles and reaches out to hug him. "So," Kurt says, pulling back, "How are you doing?"

He shrugs. "I'm okay. I'll be…back to normal soon."

Kurt smiles. "That's good. But don't rush it, okay?" He looks at me. "Take care of him."

I nod, surprised. "Of course."

Blaine smiles. "Look at you…two. Getting along."

"Well I'm not blind," Kurt says. "I can see that he makes you happy." He glances back at me and grins. "But if you hurt him, I will be the first in a long line of people who will kick your ass."

I chuckle. "Got it. First in line. I'll make you a little place card and everything."

Blaine laughs softly. "So how's New York?" he asks.

Kurt smiles. "Busy, but I like it. Once you figure out the subway system it's not so bad. I'm staying there over the summer. Maybe you guys can come visit me."

I laugh at the grin on Blaine's face. "That sounds great. Maybe we will."

Kurt checks his watch and sighs. "I've got to go. Family dinner. But I'll come back really soon. Blaine, listen to Sebastian. He'll take care of you." He hugs each of us once before leaving.

Blaine stares at me. "That was…weird," I say.

He laughs. "Yeah. But it was nice. Thanks."

"For what?" I ask.

"For trying to…get along. I know it's not easy sometimes."

I shrug. "It's not so bad. I was just glad he listened to me."

"You don't mind…if I'm friends with him?" he asks.

I smile, kissing his forehead gently. "Of course not. I trust you."

He smiles at that. "Thanks."

I climb back on the bed and put an arm around him. "You look tired. You should rest."

He shakes his head. "I've been asleep for three weeks. I don't want…to miss any more."

I hug him lightly. "What are you going to miss? You need sleep so you can get better."

He hesitates. "You're going to…stay, right?" he asks anxiously.

"Of course I'm going to stay," I assure him. "I've been here for three weeks waiting for you to wake up. Why would I leave now that you're awake?"

Blaine snuggles closer to me, hugging me tightly. I stroke his hair lightly. "Goodnight," he murmurs.

I kiss the crown of his head. "Goodnight." In a minute he is asleep in my arms.

BPOV

When I wake up again, it's to Sebastian running his fingers through my hair. "Blaine?" he calls softly. When I open my eyes, he smiles. "You have visitors."

I focus on him slowly. "Who?"

"The New Directions are here."

I think about this. "Did they…come when I was…"

"In the coma?" he asks. "Yeah, they did. A couple of times." I bite my lip, and he frowns. "What's wrong?"

I sigh. "I hate that they saw me like that," I mumble.

He kisses my cheek lightly. "Blaine, you know they won't think of you any differently. They were worried about you because they care about you. Just give them a chance, okay?"

I nod and sit up slowly. "Okay."

He goes to the door and opens it, and the New Directions flood the room. Suddenly I find them surrounding me, all hugging me and talking to me at once. I start to get a little overwhelmed, and Sebastian must sense it, because he takes my hand, and I calm down slightly. "Alright guys, back it up. One at a time," he says, and I am immensely grateful for him when they listen and all back up a little.

Tina comes up first and hugs me gently. "I'm so glad you're okay!" she says.

Mercedes moves up next to her. "We really missed you," she says, smiling. "Glee just hasn't been the same without you."

"Sebastian told us what happened and what you did," Rory adds. "You're a hero."

I smile and look at Sebastian. "I didn't do anything any of you wouldn't have done."

Artie snorts. "Yeah, but you did it for him!"

Sebastian laughs. "Hey, be nice!"

"Well then," I grin at him, "I guess you're lucky it was me and not one of these knuckleheads."

He smiles. "Very, very lucky."

"So Blaine," Sam asks, "When are you coming back?"

I sigh. "As soon as they let me out of this prison. I want to be back with you guys so badly!" Thinking about being back with the New Directions makes me wonder when I'll be able to dance again, and I frown.

Sebastian notices. "Blaine needs to rest if he's going to get out of here soon. Thanks for stopping by guys." They all say their goodbyes.

He waits until they're gone before turning to me. "What's wrong?" I shrug, and he sighs, settling down beside me. "Please tell me?"

I lean against him, hesitating for a moment. "What if I can't dance anymore?" I say finally. He hugs me tightly. "You will be able to dance. You just need to get your strength back up first."

"Are you sure?" I ask tentatively.

He nods. "Completely. Don't worry, honey. Everything will go back to normal soon."

I nod into his chest, letting his scent calm me. "I'm sorry…" I murmur.

He shakes his head. "You have nothing to be sorry for," he says firmly. "You're under a lot of stress, and you're frustrated. Considering how I acted under those conditions, you shouldn't be the sorry one."

I sigh heavily. "I guess so."

"When you get out of here, we're going to do something, just you and me. Something good. I promise," he says.

"What are we doing?" I ask, puzzled.

He grins. "You'll find out later."

I pause for a moment. "What am I going to do about school?"

"Your mom talked to them," he says. "It's still early enough in the year that they'll let you graduate on time as long as you catch up with your work."

I groan. "I missed a whole month! How am I ever going to catch up?"

He shushes me gently. "I'll help you. We'll get through it."

"Okay," I agree. "If you're sure."

He nods and kisses me softly. "Now, don't worry about anything else. Everything is under control."

I smile and relax in his embrace. "Thanks for that."

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~TheSongSmith