Blaine walked in to school alone the next day. Kurt had to drive Finn and Katie had to go in early so Nana drove her. He found Brittany hanging with Santana and Puck, who had his arm around another Cheerio that he couldn't see. He saw the self-proclaimed 'bad boy' lean in and whisper something to the unknown girl. She giggled and pushed at him playfully. Blaine knew that laugh. In fact, he lived with that laugh. He quickened his pace and, sure enough, the unknown cheerleader was Katie. He grabbed Pucks arm and quickly removed it from her shoulders. "Hands off the sister, Puckerman!"

"Wait, she's your sister? But she's so tall?" Puck muttered to Blaine. "So you gonna hook a bro up, or what?"

"Dude, seriously, back away from my sister! If you so much as look at her again, I will scalp your Mohawk and shove it down your throat!" Blaine felt his face get red. He was so not ok with having a teenage sister. He used to help his mother take care of her when she was a baby, he help teach her to walk and talk, he checked her room for monsters when she was scared, and after their father attacked her, he became more of a parent to her and Anna then any adult in their life. And now here he was having guys like Puck ask him to set her up with them? The thought made him sick.

"BLAINE!" Katie was glaring at him, "I can more than take care of myself, thank you very much! And I can go out with whomever I please." She turned to Puck after quickly glancing over at Santana, "Friday night, you're taking me to Breadstix. Pick me up at 7, be on time or else."

"See you there, cutie." Puck winked at her before heading down the hall.

Blaine stared at Katie in disbelief. "Uhm, Katelyn? What about Justin? Your boyfriend?" Blaine didn't like the kid, but anyone was better than Noah Puckerman.

"What about him?" She looked at her nails, feigning disinterest. Blaine looked back at her, his face frozen in shock; this is not how his sister is. "Oh don't look at me like that. I don't want to date Puck. I'm just humoring him so I can get a free meal."

Santana looked pleased with this. Blaine's anger returned as he faced the Latina. "What the hell did you do to my sister? This isn't her!" He gestured to Katie's look. Katie stood there in a Cheerios uniform, her hair shorter and pulled back in to a tight ponytail, and she was wearing make-up. He also noticed the change in her general attitude over the past 24 hours. She was harsher and just seemed mean. This is not how he raised her.

"Me? I didn't do anything. Except take her to get a haircut and new sneakers. Maybe this is the real Katie and she was the fake Katie before?" Santana gave a laugh before linking arms with his sister and pulling her down the hallway. "Later, Britt Britt."

Brittany, who had been extremely quiet the whole time, turned towards Blaine. "Don't worry Frodo. She's only 14. She'll figure out who she is later. Right now she's just trying something new. A lot of freshmen do that." Blaine looked at her. It was the smartest thing he had ever heard her say and, honestly, it made him feel a little better.

It wasn't until Chemistry when Blaine completely calmed down. And that was only because they were working with chemicals and he needed to focus. Brittany was hard at work, taking detailed lab notes. She really was a science buff.

"Blaine? Can you hand me the magnesium?" He looked at their tray and the various tubes and jars and bottles. Everything was labeled but Blaine had no idea which abbreviation was magnesium. After a beat, Brittany spoke again, "Mg. Really Blaine? That one should have been obvious."

At lunch, Blaine kept an eye on Katie, who was sitting with the Cheerios and was surrounded by a bunch of jocks. He looked around for Justin. The lanky boy was seated on the opposite side of the Café, looking dejected. Blaine approached him. "Are you still dating my sister?"

"No." He stabbed his macaroni with his fork, but never brought the food to his lips.

"What happened?" Blaine sat next to him. He didn't hate Justin, he just didn't like the kid. Maybe it was just because he was dating Katie because now he couldn't, for the life of him, remember why that was so.

"She dumped me. Something about social hierarchy and if I lost the glasses and was on a sports team, she'd maybe take me back. What a bitch." Justin froze, realizing what he said. He was barely looking at Blaine, "sorry! I'm just really hurt. That was out of line…please don't hurt me…"

Blaine softly chuckled, "Honestly, after how she was this morning, yea, she's a bitch." Justin relaxed slightly. "Look, Justin, I'm sorry for Katie. She's not only a freshman, but she's in a new school district. I don't think she knew how else to make the transition. That and I think Santana and Sue are manipulative and probably had more to do with her dumping you than she did. She really likes you. Just give her a chance to realize that. Katie's really stubborn at times, she bottles a lot of things up. But she's too smart to let someone as good as you, leave her life completely." Blaine stood and patted Justin on the shoulder. He really hoped everything he just said was true.

When he made it back to the Glee table, he chanced another look at Katie. He saw a familiar, bulky figure trace his finger along her arm. Blaine tensed. Karofsky? He turned towards Kurt, who also seemed to notice the odd scene. Before Kurt could stop him, Blaine was off. "Hey, Karofsky! Keep your hands off of her! That's my sister!"

David Karofsky stood, he was much larger than when Blaine had last seen him. "What? She's hot and I was just introducing myself." The taller boy leaned over Blaine. "You got a problem with me introducing myself to a hot girl?"

So much for being reformed. "Gee, David. It's weird to me that you'd be talking to a hot girl. Especially when that girl doesn't seem your type. Are you sure you want to hit on that girl? My sister? Is she really the type of person you're interested in? She doesn't seem to be to me." Blaine put strong emphasis on the feminine nouns, hoping Karofsky would get the point.

"Back off, Anderson. Or so help me I'll-" Karofsky stepped forward, balling his hand into a fist.

"Hey. Meathead! Let. It. Go." The boys turned their heads to see Santana with her hands on her hips. "Karofsky, you leave Bones over here alone," she gestured to Katie, "and Frodo, you just keep your thoughts to yourself." She gave him a pleading and knowing look. Santana knew about Karofsky? But how?

"Fine." The both said before turning and walking off in separate directions.

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Booty Camp was nothing like any of the New Direction members expected. Mr. Shue split them into small groups. Mercedes, Finn, Blaine, and Puck were with Mike since he had the most patience. Santana, Rachel, Kurt, Quinn, and Tina were with Brittany since they need the least amount of help. They then continued on to do jazz squares and grapevines for an hour straight. Britt's group had evolved to pas de bourrees, when a knock came on the door.

Everyone turned to look, in the doorway stood Justin. "Hi, I, uhm was wondering if I could join." He awkwardly kicked his left foot, balancing on the right.

"Uhm, sure. You can audition today, if you'd like. Or wait until another time." Mr. Schuster was over enthusiastic. If freshmen joined, he wouldn't have to worry about losing more than half his club after graduation.

"I'll go now. Uhm, hi. I'm Justin Peters." Justin walked over to the musician's area and picked up a guitar. Everyone cleared the floor and took their seats. Justin moved to the center and started to strum.

You're on the phone

With your boyfriend

He's upset

He's going off about

Something that you said

'cause he doesn't get your humor

Like I do

I'm in the room

It's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music

He doesn't like

He'll never know your story

Like I do

Blaine noticed the gender switch. He also really liked how Justin slowed the song down.

Now you wear short skirts

I wear t-shirts

You're cheer captain

And I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day

When you wake up and find

That what you're looking for

Has been here the whole time

If you could see

That I'm the one

Who understands you

Been here all along

So why can't you

See you belong with me

You belong with me.

Walking the streets

With you and your worn out jeans

I can't help thinking

This is how it ought to be

Laughing on a park bench

Thinking to myself

Hey, isn't this easy?

And you've got a smile

That could light up this whole town

I haven't seen it in awhile

Since they brought you down

You say you're fine

I know you better than that

Hey what you doing

You're not a girl like that

It was weird to hear someone sing a song about his sister like that. But there was a strong truth and passion behind Justin's voice, something Blaine felt touched by. He was starting to like this kid.

Now you wear high heels

I wear sneakers

You're cheer captain

I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day

When you wake up and find

That what you're looking for

Has been here the whole time

If you could see

That I'm the one

Who understands you

Been here all along

So why can't you

See you belong with me

Standing by and

Waiting at your backdoor

All this time

How could you not know

Baby

You belong with me

You belong with me.

Oh, I remember

You driving to my house

In the middle of the night

I'm the one who makes you laugh

When you know you're about to cry

And I know your favorite songs

And you tell me about your dreams

Think I know where you belong

Think I know it's with me

Blaine heard his voice break slightly. Justin tilted his head down to hide his watering eyes. He had to admit, slowing it down really unleashed the emotion of the words.

Can't you see

That I'm the one

Who understands you

Been here all along

So why can't you see?

You belong with me.

Have you ever thought

Just maybe

You belong with me?

He strummed the last few chords before he looked up. The girls, except Santana, looked teary. The guys looked a bit annoyed that this new kid was moving the girls' hearts like that. Kurt was beaming. Kurt had always liked Justin; he thought that he was a good match for Katie. Blaine took a deep breath and started the applause. He locked eyes with Justin and gave him a reassuring nod.

"Well Justin, welcome to New Directions! Now," Mr. Shue looked him in the eyes, "can you dance?"

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Blaine went out the parking lot and saw Katie waiting by his car. Once they were in the safety of the vehicle, he spoke up. "What is going on Katie? Like really? Suddenly you want to be a cheerleader, then you change your look, you break up with Justin, and just been acting like such a bitch!"

Katie gaped at him. "Excuse me? Where the fuck do you get off Blaine? How about you stop acting like you know everything for once? You're not my parent!"

Blaine pulled over, turned off the car, and looked at Katie. "Well excuse me if your real father was an abusive alcoholic and your real mother was too much of a helpless victim to ever stop him! Don't you dare forget who took you to the hospital when dad almost killed you or, for that matter, pried him off of your neck? Don't you dare forget who was the one who protected you, held you when you were sad, taught you to read and write? And don't you dare forget who used to stay up with you every night and listen to you whenever you need to talk? I practically raised you! I had to grow up pretty damn fast so that someone could take care of you and Anna. So don't give me an attitude!"

"No one asked you to! I have been saying it for years, I CAN TAKE CARE OF MY SELF! I don't need you!" Katie opened her door and got out.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Blaine yelled after her. She simply flipped him off and walked back in the direction they came in. Katie had never raised her voice to anyone, especially not Blaine. What was going on with that girl? He knew that he was too mad to go after her; chances are she would head back to the school and have Santana or someone pick her up. He headed the rest of the way home. When he walked in the front door, he informed Nana that Katie sought an alternate way home. He headed up to his room and burst into tears.

He didn't know when he fell asleep but 5 hours after he got home he was awoken by a knock on the door. "Come in." Blaine looked up to see his Nana and Anna staring at him. "What?"

"Who did Katie say she was getting a ride from?" Blaine stiffened, was she not home yet?

"I don't know. She just didn't want me to drive her. I embarrassed her today." Blaine looked at his hands, not wanting to talk about the fight in the car. "I'll call Kurt and Britt, they know more people than I do." He grabbed his phone. Nana nodded slowly as she left the room with Anna. Anna looked even more worried than he'd ever seem. Katie was her best friend and her mentor. His hands were shaking while he dialed Kurt's number. After two rings he heard the familiar voice.

"Hey Blaine. Whats up?" After a moment, Kurt must have sensed that something was wrong. "Blaine? What's wrong?"

Blaine started crying all over again. "Have you seen Katie? I was driving her home and we had a fight and then she got out and walked back towards the school. But she didn't come home yet. I said such mean things. Oh my god, this is all my fault!"

"Blaine, calm down. Keep trying to call her. Call Justin too. I'll call as many Cheerios as I know and I'll Finn call around to the jocks. I'm sure she's perfectly fine and is just at a friends house."

Blaine didn't calm at all. "What if something awful happened Kurt? It's been 5 hours. If she went to someone's house, she would have at least called Nana. This is my sister, I can't handle it if something bad happened to her." Blaine was breaking rapidly. He felt sick.

"Blaine, I'm gonna call around, ok? And I'm coming over. We'll drive around and look if we have to." There was a pause, "She'll be fine Blaine. It's going to be ok."

Blaine mumbled a response and hung up. He started dialing Katie's cell number when he heard the door. Everyone rushed to answer it, hoping it was Katie and she forgot her key. Blaine opened the door and saw a tall man in a suit. Behind him were two uniformed police officers. "Hello, My name is Detective Johnson." The tall man entered the house. "I'm here regarding a Katelyn Anderson. This is her recorded address. Mind if I ask you a few questions?"

Blaine was really shaking, "Mind if I ask, what about, sir? What does it have to do with my sister?"

"We had a witness say that they saw Katelyn being taken forcibly from the McKinley High parking lot in to an unmarked van. We have reason to believe your sister has been abducted."

Suddenly Blaine felt like the whole house had fallen in on him. It was all his fault.