Ok so i'm sorry for the long wait i was super swamped with school and finals but i finally found time to finish editing the chapter so i can get it to you guys! I hope you enjoy! :)

Cooper sighed preoccupied as he organized bottles for the millionth time. Kurt was watching him nervously.

"Is everything okay?" He asked worried for his friend.
"Blaine wants to come here for Thanksgiving." The bartender explained unable to meet his eyes. Kurt let out a barely audible 'Oh'. Blaine was Coopers younger brother. He rarely talked about him and when he did it was because the Anderson money tree was drying up and Blaine needed Coopers help.
"We'll be on our best behavior Coop, don't worry" He promised, "I'm sure he'll love your harlot friends." He teased, getting a glare from Cooper.
"What about your parents? I mean they probably want to see you guys and you're obviously too worried to let him come here" Kurt said. Cooper sighed and stopped organizing.
"Truth is our parents haven't been involved with our lives since Blaine came out 7 years ago. I took him in and lived with me until he left for college. After that I moved to Vegas and the rest is history. All he knows about what I do is that I'm a bartender at a casino. He doesn't know who I get my checks from, just that I always have money to spare. He can't know what i've done to support him." he said miserably. Kurt frowned sympathetically.
"Maybe we can all go out somewhere for dinner? You know away from the casino. Or better yet, we can all make the meal and eat in the apartment." Kurt suggested. Cooper nodded and returned to his work. Kurt got up just as Sebastian came in.
"Well I gotta run. The pantry's running especially low today and I should stock up on food for next Thursday" He said shooting him a smile.
"Oh, I'll go with you." Sebastian said quickly, overhearing. Kurt ignored this and walked out pulling on his coat. Sebastian chased after him, pulling his own coat on.
"Hey wait up" he said laughing nervously. Kurt kept walking.
"Sebastian, I can buy groceries on my own" He said. Sebastian smiled at Kurt
"Yeah, well I just figured that we could be on our own together" He offered cheekily. Kurt sighed,
"Sebastian, these past few weeks have been fun but thats all it will ever be. Fun. We can't keep pretending that sneaking around and hooking up won't have serious consequences for us. We need to stop this. When you play with fire you always get burnt." he explained sadly. Sebastian looked hurt for a moment but his face turned to determination quickly.
"Kurt I want you to know that I enrolled in a local college. I'm going to be taking classes part time and working to get a degree that I can actually use to get money. Once I get another good job I'll quit and we can be together. I actually have my first class in an hour." Sebastian told him motioning to his satchel unable to hide his excitement. Kurt sighed.
"Sebastian, thats great but getting your degree can take years. IF you have time. Face it Seb, you are in high demand. And very rightfully so" He told him with a cheeky smile. "I don't want you to get a degree in something just because you want to date me. You should get one because you're ready to leave and find another career. You should get one for a million other reasons than because you want to date your coworker. Who's to say that you'll get a new job with less income and crush on someone in the cubicle next to yours. There will always be people you want to date, don't give up financial security to chase some guy you work with. And then what happens if we break up? I become the guy you left the Diamonds to date? I don't want you to regret anything." He told him sadly.
"I would never regret that Kurt. I'm committed to you, to us-" Sebastian tried to reason but Kurt stopped him.
"Look Seb, your sentiment is sweet but I'm just the wrong guy for you. You need to stop, this is getting inappropriate." Kurt said bluntly.
"Like it was ever appropriate?" Sebastian shot back quietly, annoyed.
"I need to go get groceries." Kurt said icily and entered the bus leaving Sebastian to sigh angrily and storm down the street toward the school.

The bus was packed. Blaine found a seat next to a young man around his age. The boy was staring out the window. He cleared his throat.
"Umm, is this seat taken?" He asked hesitantly. The man turned his head to reveal the most gorgeous face he had ever seen. He swallowed hard and his eyes widened slightly.
"No, no. You can sit there" The stranger said with a smile and turned back towards the window. "Thanks" Blaine said awkwardly and sat down. The man turned toward him and have him a short nod and a smile.
"Where are you headed?" Blaine asked wanting to get to know him but play it cool.
"Just getting some groceries. You?" He asked politely.
"I'm on my way to a flower shop. Im surprising my brother for Thanksgiving. I figure there's got to be a halfway decent flower shop in the same place that Elvis can marry you." He joked trying to ease the tension. "I'm Blaine by the way" He told him holding out his hand for a shake.

'Blaine' the name sounded familiar to Kurt but he couldn't place it.
"Kurt" He smiled and shook Blaine's hand.
"Look this is going to sound insanely weird and crazy, but I haven't been in this city in years and i might need a guide. Could you be that guide?" Blaine asked unleashing the cutest brown puppy dog eyes that Kurt had ever seen. Bar none.
"Sure, heres my number." Kurt flirted back and wrote down his name on some scratch paper he found in his jacket with a pen he borrowed from the old lady behind him and handed it to Blaine.
"Call me if you need that guide. Maybe if you need a good place to eat I could take you somewhere." Kurt grinned liking the ease and innocence of talking to Blaine.

Blaine's breath visibly caught, he didn't think he would get that far with Bus Boy.
"Oh yeah, I do get hungry a lot." He said smiling dopely. That was a stupid thing to say, he realized cursing himself. There was this beautiful man flirting with him and giving him his number and he had to be the geekiest version of himself. Typical Blaine.
"Yeah, i get hungry a lot too." He smiled at Blaine, giggling. "This is my stop." Kurt explained apologetically. He stood up and passed in front of Blaine.
"Ill call you" He promised calling after him weakly. As soon as the boy got off the bus Blaine sighed grinning and put the number into his phone. He couldn't believe that had just happened.

Sebastian checked his watch again hoping he wouldn't be late. He was walking down the street, minding his own business, when he heard sounds coming from the alley way; the horrible sounds of knuckles against skin. Against his better judgement, he ran to where the noises were coming from, dropping everything he was carrying. As he got closer he heard the laughs of 3 men and saw glimpses of blonde and blood through them. Adrenaline rushed through him and he threw a hook punch at the closest guy to him. The man, startled turned around to hit him but Sebastian countered his first punch with a punch to the mans gut, crumbling him to the floor. The other guys, scared, ran away leaving the one Sebastian had hit fiercely crawling away. Sebastian looked at the limp shape of the man that they had beaten. He was cut up all over and was starting to bruise. As Sebastian got closer the boy flinched. "Don't worry, i wont hurt you." He said soothingly.
"You have a wicked hook" He said blinking up at him with a weak smile. Sebastian laughed softly. He tentatively touched one of the man's cuts and he let out a painful breath.
"Let's get you to the hospital." He said trying to help him to his feet
"No!" The victim said strongly. "Look man you take me into the hospital I will never forgive you. With my drug history, they'll cart me away and put me in prison or in jail." He said the last part quietly.
"How do you know I'm not police?" Sebastian said smirking slightly. The boy smiled weakly, it would have been a pleasant sight if not for all the cuts and blood.
"Lucky guess." He explained still catching his breath.
"I'll take you home then, where do you live?" Sebastian asked. The smile faded and he looked away.
"No where." He said honestly. Sebastian frowned.
"Any one who can take care of you until you're better?" he asked which got a scoff from the man.
"You think I'd be in this mess if I had someone who wanted to take care of me?" He asked shaking his head. "Just leave me here okay, i'll be fine." he assured him. Sebastian looked at him confused
"You are covered head to toe in cuts and bruises and you think i'm going to leave you here?" He asked perplexed. They were silent a moment before Sebastian spoke up again. "We have room at my place. You can crash there until you get better." He assured him.
"Thank you." He said on the verge of fainting. Sebastian helped him up and made sure he was leaning on him before picking up his stuff, now slightly trodden upon, and hailing a cab. When they got back he laid the unconscious man, he had passed out in the cab, on a vacant bed and began to clean him up with wet towels.
"Where am i?" He croaked opening his eyes.
"Thats irrelevant" Sebastian said dismissively. "What is relevant is that you are safe and warm and going to be okay." He assured him and dabbed with the towel at his face. The boy took in a sharp intake of air in pain and stared at him.
"Who are you?" He asked weakly
"Sebastian Smythe, I work at the casino across the street." Sebastian said not taking his eyes off his wounds.
"Sam Evans, I work around the streets." Sam replied with a weak self deprecating smile. Sebastian nodded and pulled the towel away to look at the boy. Sebastian handed him a bucket to throw up into a second before it was needed. Sam looked up at Sebastian apologetically.
"Sorry, I guess its not out of my system yet." He said. Sebastian put on a brave smile and pretended he couldn't smell the bucket.
"Don't worry, i think your bleeding most of it out." He said trying to make him feel better him but failing miserably.
"Just great, if my mother could see me now" He groaned with a bitter laugh.
"Don't worry Sam, you'll be up and running in no time." He said giving him a reassuring smile. He checked his watch, he'd never be able to make it to his class now. Oh well, at least what he was doing justified his absence.
"Where were you headed when you found me?" Sam asked.
"I was on my way to a class. I was going to get my college degree, but fate had other plans" He said smiling at Sam who looked miserable.
"If i wasn't such a dumbass you might be doing something good with your life instead of cleaning up some stupid druggie. You should have left me there, I don't deserve this. I don't deserve anything." he said angrily. Sebastian sat on the bed next to him.
"Don't you dare say that Sam Evans. You are not just some stupid druggie, at least not to me." He smiled giving Sam's hand a squeeze.
"Thanks man" He said with a bashful smile. Sebastian smiled back and was quiet a moment. He wanted to help Sam as much as he could but given that he knew nearly nothing about him he had his limitations. He'll help him just until he can get back onto his feet.

Everything in Sam hurt. His pride, his face, his body. Everything. He didn't know why Sebastian was wasting his faith and trust. But the look of determination on his face was enough for Sam to see that Sebastian needed him just as much as Sam needed Sebastian. And Sebastian believed in him so why shouldn't he believe in himself?
"We need to get that bloody mess off of you" Sebastian said gesturing to his shirt. Sam nodded, his chest did feel a bit wet and bloody. Sebastian carefully lifted his shirt off of his weak form. He took another wet towel and cleaned his chest and stomach off. It was a few minutes before he realized he had fallen asleep. When he woke up he was wearing clean clothes and bandages. He laughed softly, thanking Sebastian. Speaking of Sebastian, he was no where to be found. Sam decided to give in to his tiredness and fell back asleep.

Sebastian, after talking to Sue about Sam's presence, went into the fridge and whipped up some soup for Sam. Kurt was sitting on the couch, watching him.
"Shouldn't you be getting ready for your shift?" He asked. Sebastian stopped dead in his tracks.
"Shit I forgot about that." He said cursing himself. He turned to Kurt and put on his best puppy dog eyes. "Could you possibly take my shift for tonight?" He asked straddling Kurt's lap and having his arms draped around Kurt's neck. Kurt laughed, glad that Sebastian was back to his playful self.
"Fine, I'll see what I can do. Wait why cant you take your shift?" He asked suspiciously. Sebastian smiled and put a finger to Kurt's lips
"Its a secret, I'll tell you soon okay Kurt" He said with a mischievous look in his eye.
"I guess i will have to see." Kurt smiled. Sebastian smiled and returned to his soup and began to eat it. "You are a life saver Kurt Hummel" He said happily and took the soup back to Sam.

Kurt was getting ready when he got a text message.
*Hey Its Blaine from the bus. I was just wondering if you knew a great place to go for dinner, and if you would maybe want to come with me* It read. Kurt smiled to himself for a brief moment before remembering he couldn't go with him.
*I really wish i could. Its just i have this work thing. I have to take a shift over and i don't want to be that guy who plays 'Hot Potato' with shifts.* he texted back.
*Oh, ok got it. Talk to you later i guess* He wrote back, his disappointment evident in his text.
*I really am telling the truth. I would love to go out with you, you seem like a really sweet guy. Maybe another time?* He answered back and secured his cuff links.
*Yeah, sure. That sounds awesome* Blaine wrote back. Kurt could feel the dorky smile through the phone and smiled himself.
*Ill call you when i have time okay?* Kurt said.
*OK* Said Blaine. And with that Kurt pocketed his phone and got to work.

Sebastian was sitting in Sam's room after Sam finished his soup and was reading his textbooks when Sam started shaking violently and making choking noises. Sebastian looked up fearfully and noticed that Sam was choking on his own vomit. He didn't know what to do other than take him to the hospital, even though Sam didn't want him to. But Sebastian knew that something had gone very wrong and this was a matter of life and death.

Sebastian sat pacing around the waiting room for a few hours waiting for news on Sam before his phone rang "Hello?" He asked
"Where are you? Everyones worried about you. Just please tell us where you are and if your safe. And be truthful, we all love you and don't want anything to happen to you." Sugar's voice demanded. He took a breath
"Im at the hospital" He said
"WHAT?!" She said frantically. He could hear her telling everyone where he was and hear them react the same way.
"What the hell is going on Smythe." Kurt said taking the phone.
"Remember how I told you about that secret?" He started nervously
"Sebastian-" Kurt began but Sebastian cut him off
"I found this guy on the street and-" But Kurt cut him off this time
"Sebastian, no we cant keep him-"
"Kurt listen to me! He was being beaten a-and I had to do something so I got in between him and the attackers and I told him i'd take him to the hospital and he told me not to take him in because, well this isn't the place to get into it, anyways i thought he was just going to quietly heal but then he started shaking and vomiting and choking on his vomit and he couldn't breathe and I just- I had to bring him in." He said, tears threatening to spill. The line was silent.
"Oh" Kurt said.
"Do you need anyone there with you?" Sugar asked in a quiet voice, grabbing the phone back.

A few hours later they were all sitting in the waiting room together. Finally, a doctor came out and went to talk to them.
"Mr. Evans suffered trauma to the head resulting in a brain hemorrhage. While that sounds scary and is often fatal, he just got out of surgery and is expected to make a full recovery. He is very lucky that you brought him in at the first sign of distress or he would have died either in your home or on the table. He also has several broken bones, including his ribs. He is going to need some time in the hospital to recover before he can leave. I trust that he will be able to finish recovering at your home?" The doctor asked Sebastian.
"Yeah of course." he assured the doctor nodding quickly. The doctor smiled at him.
"He's so lucky to have great friends like you guys. We'll keep you updated on how he's doing and you can expect him home hopefully before Christmas but at the latest mid January."
"When can we see him?" Santana asked. Sebastian was surprised, they didn't even know Sam and now they wanted to spend time with him in the hospital.
"Mr Evans is asleep currently but by tomorrow he should be cleared for visitors." The doctor told them.
"I guess we'll be back soon then" Said Kurt and reached out for Sebastian's hand, giving it a supportive squeeze.