Monday

Sam walks up to his locker feeling excited for this week. Regionals is on Saturday and they were going up against the Warblers and some Saint Something's school of perpetual sorrow or something like that. He reaches his locker and a sliver of white paper is taped to it. He smiles thinking Blaine has left him a note, but as he pulls it off the door and reads, "Leviticus 18:22" Sam knows the passage from the Bible the note is referring to and his heart sinks.

He crumbles the paper and throws it into the nearest trash can as he looks for Blaine. He sends a text to his boyfriend.

SAM: HEY WHERE YOU AT?

Blaine's response is quick to return.

BLAINE: HEY SORRY FORGOT TO TEXT YOU THIS MORNING. MOM SCHEDULED ME FOR A CHECK UP AT BOTH MY REGULAR DOCTOR AND MY EYE DOCTOR. WON'T BE AT SCHOOL UNTIL AFTER LUNCH. YOU WANT ME TO SNEAK YOU ANYTHING IN?

Sam smiles for a brief moment, but he wishes Blaine were here for him to talk to.

SAM: IT'S COOL JUST MISS MY SEXY BOYFRIEND IS ALL.

Sam decides to do what he needs to do and go talk to Emma. He lets his first period teacher know and is excused from class. When he gets to Emma's office he finds her packing up her stuff for the day. Her back is turned towards him and he startles her when he knocks on the door frame.

Emma turns and her shocked face turns to a smile when she sees Sam. "Oh, Sam, you scared me!"

"Sorry about that, I uh….I just…" He can't seem to form the right words and it drives him crazy.

Emma leans against the edge of her desk and crosses her hands over her lap. "Sam, did you want to talk about something?"

He nods and Emma offers him a chair.

She sighs as she checks her watch. "Sam, I am so sorry. I've got a conference I have to be at in twenty minutes across town. I thought I had more time, but I guess it got away from me."

Sam sighs and a look of disappointment consumes his face. "Oh, ok well I guess I can come back."

"NO!" She says as an idea pops inter her mind. "Will…Will is the school's backup counselor. He his planning period now so you could talk to him instead." She cannot believe that she's just lied to her student, especially Sam. But, she can't help but see this as an opportunity to get them to talk about something other than a glee club assignment.

Sam tries not to cringe but he can't help it. "I don't know…"

"Sam," Emma opens the top drawer of her desk and pulls out a white envelope. She hands it to Sam and he recognizes his mother's handwriting on the front as it spells out "Will" in cursive. "If he knew I was letting you read that …. Well let's just say he'd be very upset about it, because he's scared that the tiniest thing will push you further away from him. Now I know what hard time you've had dealing with the fact that your biological father was right her under your nose this whole time, but I think if you read that, you'll understand why he stayed quiet about it, and then maybe you'll talk to him about the thing you wanted to talk to me about just now."

Sam runs his fingers over the inked in name and a tear rolls down his cheek. "OK, I'll read it." Sam says wanting to see what his mother had to say.

Emma grabs her bag and places a hand on Sam's shoulder. "You're an honorable young man, just like your father" She walks off but stops in the doorway and turns back around, "Both of them. …OH and please place it back in my desk on the right hand side on top of the manila folder that has the mint green post-it note that says 'Pamphlets' on it."

Sam nods and opens the envelope and begins to read.

Will,

I know I have caused you a terrible pain and placed you in the most awful of situations. You were right. I did lie to you all those years ago when we were young. I thought I was taking away your dreams if I told you that I was keeping the baby. I thought I would never see you again. It was naïve of me to think that you would believe that Sam was actually Dwight's son and not yours. For that I am sorry. I know that Sam needs you in his life and if you're reading this then Dwight and I have passed on from this life and my children will need someone to raise them. Someone that will love them like only a father could and that person I hope will be you. Sam is your son, Will, and he needs his father.

I thank you for keeping my secret from Sam. Dwight is a good man and never cared that Sam wasn't his by blood. Though, I must admit in the back of my mind I always wished that I had been strong enough to tell Sam who you are and that your absence from his life is my doing and mine alone.

I know my son and though he's the most forgiving person I know, this may be the thing that will cause him to hold his first grudge. That grudge is not your fault. You were honorable that day. I still remember the tears of joy that filled your eyes as you told me you loved me and wanted to keep the baby. I also remember how you looked when I shattered your heart with the greatest lie I have ever told and for that I am sorry. Even if he hates you, I beg of you to not give up. It may take time, but he's your son. When he was born I was instantly haunted by your smile and the warmth of your heart, because those are what Sam has of yours.

Please take care of Sam and mine and Dwight's other children Stacy and Stevie. You're the only person I trust with my heart, which now lives within my children. So please take care of them.

Love Always,

Mary

Sam's face is drenched when he finishes the letter. He folds it back up and places it carefully in the envelope. He plants a small kiss on it before placing it as close to exactly where Emma had asked him to place it.

He feels his heart skip a beat as he walks out the door and head towards Will's office down the hall.

…..

Finn is walking down the hall running late for class. As he passes by the choir room he feels someone grab him as he's pulled inside. He smiles when he sees Rachel's beaming face. "Rachel, what are you doing?"

"Being spontaneous," she says locking the doors. "Mr. Schue is using his other office so I thought we could have a little fun in his other one." She tilts her head and Finn follows her eyes towards the top of their teacher's desk.

Finn is shocked as he realizes what his girlfriend's intentions are. "Marry me," he says catching his breath.

"We've been over this already, after graduation you will propose again and I'll give you the answer you deserve and we'll have a long engagement, but for now I'm in the mood and wanting to get down and dirty in a teacher's office. Are you in or am I going to have to take care of my own needs myself?" Rachel doesn't wait for an answer she grabs Finn by his collar, leads him into the office and closes the blinds.

Finn has never seen his girlfriend so forceful, and he wondered if her new found friendship with Santana has caused some spiciness to have rubbed off onto hi kosher lover.

…

Will Schuester is sitting at his desk finishing up the final plans for the set list for Regionals when he hears a timid knock at his door. He opens to the door to see his son standing in front of his, looking like he's been crying for hours and desperate for help.

"Sam," he says feeling an overwhelming need to be protective taking hold, "What's wrong?" He asks as he ushers the young blond inside.

Sam wipes his eyes and takes a seat while Will closes the door before returning to his own chair.

"I…I uh, found a note taped to my locker and I needed to talk to someone about it, and Blaine's at the doctor for a checkup and Ms. Pillsbury had a meeting…so, uh, um…she sent me to you because you're like the school's backup counselor." Sam could feel his body starting to shake as he spoke.

Will shakes his head at Emma's lie, but he quietly thanks her for her gift. "Yes I am. So tell me about this note?"

Sam drags his hands down his face and sighs. "All it said was 'Leviticus 18:22' on it which I know what it says."

"A man shall not lie with another man as he lies with a woman." Will says and Sam nods. "Well, I'm glad you came to talk about it. So what went through your head when you first saw it?" As he watches Sam ponder he wishes he could've protected his son from this.

"I don't know, it just made me feel really depressed and so I texted Blaine, but I didn't want to burden him with this so I told him I was fine and that I'd see him when he gets back. Then I went to see Ms. Pillsbury and she was leaving and she gave me the …." Sam's eyes go wide as he realizes he's about to spill Emma's secret.

Will scoots himself up in his chair, "Gave you what, Sam?"

Sam has to think quick, but his mind draws a blank and he folds. With a frown and a quiet tone he says, "The letter my mom wrote you."

Will's eyes widen and he forces his anger to remain hidden. He couldn't believe Emma had done that. The letter was private and by showing it to Sam, she might have cost him any hope he had at building a relationship with his son.

Sam can see the conflicted feeling bouncing around inside his teacher. "M..Mr. Schue can I ask you something?"

Will calms himself and without missing a beat he says, "Anything."

"What was my mom like back then? I mean like, how did you two meet and stuff?" Sam's questions took them both by surprise, though Sam less than Will. All his life he had wanted to know about his father and what he saw in his mother that made him fall in love with her.

Will smiles as he remembers that summer like it were yesterday. "She was beautiful. It was the middle of June and Terri and I had called off our engagement and our whole relationship for that matter. So a few of my buddies took me out to one of the college bars in Columbus since I was going to go to school there at the time and that's when I saw her."

Sam moves up to the edge of his seat and listens closely. Will smiles taking in the sight of this moment. It has been something he had fantasized about the day he found out Mary was pregnant.

"After I had a drink or two I finally worked up the courage to ask her to dance." He shakes his head and laughs. "I remember we were both so nervous that it was like watching two penguins trying to two-step. Our toes were bruised and bleeding by the time the song ended, but we just laughed about the whole thing. We went out for a walk after that and we talked all night long. And, I remember thinking to myself, this girl is special, don't let her get away." Will can see Sam's face holding a question.

"So what happened?" Sam asks interrupting the story.

Will sighs, "We fell fast for each other, but we both knew it was going to be nothing more than a summer fling, because we were both headed for other schools and we wanted different things. I wanted to become a teacher, get married and start a family. She wanted to build her career and at the time she didn't want kids. So when the summer ended Terri came back and your mom and I were barely keeping our relationship afloat so we ended it the first week of August. That was when she told me she was pregnant."

Sam can't figure out what he is feeling at this moment. Part of him is angry at his mother for having never told him any of this. Part of him is happy to have this chance, but at the same time he wonders something he has to ask. "Did you want me?" He asks choking back tears.

Will stops talking for a moment and clears his throat. "Sam, the moment she told me she was pregnant I was scared, but I was over the moon with happiness too. I wanted you more than I had ever wanted anything in my entire life and when she told me she ended it…a part of me died that day. A part that I didn't get back until last year when Finn walked you into my office and introduced you to me and I felt some connection to you that I couldn't explain, so I pulled your file and found out that you were Mary's son and when I saw how old you were I realized you were mine too. So I arrange a meeting through Figgins, without actually having Figgins there."

"I see, and then my mom threatened to take me away if you ever told me the truth." Sam says thinking back to when Will had talked to him back at the hospital.

Will runs his hands over his face. "Sam, I wanted to tell you so badly who I was and the last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you. I am so sorry for how you found out. I was going to have you stay after class and have Emma sit in so I didn't do anything stupid and…" Will is speaking fast but is stopped when Sam begins to speak.

"It's cool Mr. Schue, I know." Sam says interrupting again.

Will catches his breath and smiles just as the bell rings. Sam gets up to leave. "Thanks for talking to me Mr. Schue."

"Anytime, Sam." He says scooping up some papers he needs for his next class.

As Sam is leaving he turns back and says, "Mr. Schue."

Will looks up from his papers, "Yeah, Sam did you need to talk some more? I can get a sub to cover for me."

Sam decides in this moment to do one of the bravest things he has ever done. "No, no I'm good. I was just wondering if maybe after we win Regionals we…I mean you and I could go grab a burger and talk some more…if you wanted to?"

Will smiled the biggest smile he has ever smiled. "I'd love that."

Sam smile and walks off to his next class.

….

Blaine kept his promise and was back in school just after lunch with a clean bill of health from his doctors and his vision is perfect. After glee rehearsal he walks over to his locker to grab his books so he can get his homework done. He feels someone tapping on his shoulder. Turning around his smile fades. He was expecting Sam, but instead three members of the hockey team were standing before him. He grimaced when he see saw the sluchies in their hands.

"What's up guys?" Blaine asks knowing what's coming.

The middle one, Rick the Stick, flares his nostrils and grunts. "We're sick of little fags like you coming into our school and stinking it up with your gayness. I mean that Sam kid was straight until you roofied him and had your way with him until he was just as big of a faggot as you."

Blaine's blood is boiling, but he's instantly cooled down by the full force of a triple slushy facial. Just as he wipes his eyes Rick's fist makes contact with his left eye. His head bangs against the locker door and a second punch hits him in the stomach. He can barely breathe as he falls to the floor. The three boys begin to kick him and Blaine manages to scream out for help.

Walking down the hall are Sam, Finn, Puck, and Mike, talking about the number they've been working on for regionals when they hear the sound of Blaine screaming. They run around the corner and Finn, Puck, and Mike attack the puck-heads while Sam rushes to Blaine's side. He helps his boyfriend to his feet. His nose and lips are bleeding. His eyes are black and blue and when Sam's hand brushes against his ribs Blaine winces before clinging to Sam.

Finn and the others have the attackers pinned on the ground and bleeding. Sam pulls out his phone and calls Will's phone.

"Mr. Schue I need your help! Blaine was attacked. We're down by his locker, hurry!" Sam hangs up and looks at his love with worry filled eyes.

Will is there within less than a minute. He has Finn, Puck, and Mike walk the boys to Figgins' office and tells Sam to take Blaine to the nurse since she doesn't leave until late on Mondays.

The three hockey players were expelled for the amount of damage they inflicted on Blaine and the police were called to arrest them. Will calls Blaine's parents and drives Sam and Blaine to the hospital to have the dark haired boy checked out. Two of his ribs have minor fractures and the doctor gave him some medicine to help the bruises on his face clear up and heal his busted lips.

Sam calls Burt and tells him what happened, but Finn had already explained. "I'm going to stay the night with him, if that's ok with you and Carole. I just don't want to leave him right now. His parents are cool with it as long as you are."

"You're a good kid Sam, go take care of Blaine. Finn will bring you some clothes for tomorrow." Burt says over the receiver.

Sam thanks Burt and hangs up. He helps Blaine into the shower once they get to the house. It's the first time they've seen each other naked sober. Sam gently runs his fingertips over the bruises on Blaine's body. He wants to cry but he stays strong for his love. "I'm so sorry Blaine."

Blaine raps his arms around Sam and begins to cry. "Thank you! Thank you for staying, Sam!"

Sam hold Blaine careful not to hurt him further and caresses the back of the raven haired boy's head. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be right now." He says before placing a kiss atop Blaine's head.

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A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. I was busy dealing with Thanksgiving and dealing with some family drama. There is a reason for my stating that it was Monday at the beginning of the chapter. For the arc of Regionals I am going to do the entire week. Well, at the very least most of it. Some days may get combined into one chapter. Oh and here's a little treat for you all. Someone's going to die in the next chapter.