A/N: Well, here's chapter two. I'm am going to try, again I say try, to keep posting for this story on Thursday around this time but it really is all up to my muse, which happens to like this one because I'm writing the third one tonight. I don't really know if I mentioned this before, but I don't really know where I'm going with this story, I just know what I want to address. That being said, I got a little side tracked with this chapter and because of that, I will post the third tomorrow due to me wanting to be back on track... Maybe even tonight if I'm fast enough. So... I will continue to go with the flow.

Please ignore any mistakes, I still do not have a beta.

Warnings: suicidal thoughts, drug induced feelings and talk there-of, general (Klaine is not together?! Why?!) angst

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters depicted, this is a work of fan fiction.

Enjoy!... Or not, it gets kinda sad.

It really all began before Valentine's day, but it was not until after Mr. Schue's wedding that it all escalated.

Through bright, blue eyes Brittany watched Blaine Warbler lose his horn.

It was not as if one day she noticed it, she watched it get to that point. Slowly peeling away from his skin at the edges before it was just hanging there by the vein that connected it to the magical part of Blaine's soul. If the vein broke, then the horn would fall off and he would lose touch with his magic.

Of course she tried to stop it. She was a fierce, fiery warrior (Santana told her that once) that had the power to make those who were once magical, magical again. But she must have not been strong enough at the time because Blaine came to school, after being gone for two weeks, without his horn. Brittany would have tried to help the boy find it; but when a unicorn lost their horn, it was up to the former owner to find it; at least before they turned into a zebra.

Brittany did not want Blaine turning into a zebra.

But for now, she was content that Blaine stayed a black unicorn.

I could help him find it if I just don't say I am, Brittany thought to herself as she walked into Glee club, Santana told me it's not lying because you're not actually saying anything.

As the young blonde woman took her seat she noted that Blaine sat in the corner chair in the back, quite far from where everyone else sat; but the distance was more internal than it was physical. She could see that Blaine was not really there, because he was supposed to be a unicorn and now he was all sad and dark and far away.

Her blue-eyes stared down at the tile floor in front of her, saddened for her warbler-unicorn who lost his horn. I'll help get you your horn back. Or I'm not Brittany S. Pierce.

Today marked two weeks since Blaine had come back from his mini-vacation. Brittany had expected his mood to at least improve a little over that time, because once someone became a black unicorn they either accepted their fate and fall to being a zebra, or they fight and become determined to find their horn again. Find what made them happy again. Find themselves again.

...but Blaine was doing neither.

In fact, he just began to look more and more tired.

The blond wanted to know how to help her friend, but it was not her place to ask because then it would look like she was trying to help him find his horn. No matter how much she wanted to, Brittany could not help Blaine that way, or at least let him know that she is. Magic would only work for someone if they saw it for themselves; especially if they had once believed and lost their way, the path would only open to them if they were willing to go down it.

Or, so says Lord Tubbington; and he is never wrong, he just does wrong things.

So Brittany just watched Blaine when she could. Blaine was super smart, so they did not share any classes together other than home-room and home-ec. She would even hold his hand in glee club and sit next to him at lunch. The curly-haired teen would always smile so gently at her when she did that, even caress the back of her fingers with his thumb the way Santana would after their lady-kisses—it made Brittany feel safe and brave, like she was doing the right thing.

That is why she decided that she would look for Blaine's horn at night too.

He's tired all the time because he's looking! she thought excitedly one day, skipping down the hall towards said boy's locker. He goes home and he looks! So if he isn't giving up, then neither will I. Her blond pony-tail swished over her shoulder when she abruptly turn her heal to walk with Blaine when he stepped away from his locker, taking his hand in hers boldly—willing him to hear her thoughts. I'm helping you! And if I find it before you do, I'll lead you to it... so it's kind like you found it!

Blaine smiled at her again... but he must have been looking really hard for his horn last night because he looked more tired than ever, it showed in his smile. His eyes too; the way that they were not as caramel-apple colored today as they were that dark-honey that her mom bought from the farmer's market. (It always made her giggle, because either the farmers grew their crops in their trucks or cleaned up all of the fields and stuff real fast from the parking lot they sold it in. Farmers were so silly sometimes. There were plenty of fields outside of Lima for them to farm in, but they decide to do it in a parking lot.) That honey looked nothing like the honey that came in the little bears from the store; it was all dark and thick. There were dark smudges under his eyes, like the makeup they used for fight scenes in the plays they did. Maybe there was another play?

Or maybe Blaine was auditioning to work at Six Flags again? She liked it last summer when he did that, he helped Santana win Brittany a giant Tweety for Lord Tubbington.

Don't worry, Blaine! You'll find your horn soon! And Kurt will see how hard you worked to be a unicorn again! You'll see, there'll be no more being tired or being in pain soon.

That night Brittany got a call from Kurt.

She did not understand most of what he was saying because he was rushing it but what she did get was that Blaine was in the hospital and Kurt wanted her to be with him. So she went. Her mom drove her and did not even ask if Brittany needed her to stay, she just parked and walked in with her blond-haired daughter. When they found Kurt—he was a mess.

Brittany hugged him and pulled him into ladies bathroom, so that she could help him clean up. Since Kurt was here at the hospital because Blaine was here, she could not let her two favorite unicorns reunite without looking their best. She helped Kurt clean up by helping him wash his face and dab his puffy-red eyes with a cool cloth and fix his hair with her fingers and even straighten his wrinkled shirt.

He looked better by the end of it, but he was sad looking—and tired. Like Blaine.

But it was okay.

Brittany patted Kurt's shoulders and smiled.

It was okay because there was only one reason Blaine could be in the hospital after looking so tired these last two weeks... and Kurt was here! It just made the whole situation all the better.

Blaine must have found his horn! He was here at the hospital because the doctors were helping him put it back on!

"Are the doctors helping put his horn back on?" Brittany bounced slightly on the balls of her feet, "I know it can be hard for a black unicorn to put their horn back on by themselves."

Kurt just stared at her though, blinking slowly before shaking his head and looking down, "No, Britt, they aren't."

The blond bit her lip and looked away, "But he found it, right?"

The taller teen did not say anything this time, he just took Brittany's hand and lead her back out to the waiting room where she found him.

She noticed this time that there were other people there too. An older dark-haired man with a curly-haired woman tucked into his side with his arm over her shoulder, a tall dark-haired man that looked like the first standing next to them. Brittany recognized the second as the man that gave the glee club acting lessons last year. Kurt's father was there too, but not his step-mom or Finn.

Kurt tightened his hold on her hand when a doctor came in and asked for the "Anderson party". His grip got tighter and tighter as the doctor began to say a string of sentences that did not make a lot of sense to Brittany before: "I'm sorry. We did everything we could."

Her blue-eyed unicorn fell into her side.

Blaine found his horn... He did. That's why they were here.

A/N: Told you I got side-tracked. I'll post the third tomorrow, or tonight, to get the Blaine side of things back in order. But while I'm at it, I liked where I went with this chapter and I would like to do it again in the future. Just in case I do, I'll make sure to post a "back on track" chapter with it. So two chapters at a time.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed... or are at least interested in getting to the ending...

Until next time,

Anjel Starlight