A/N: Time for the final chapter of Making Amends!!!! AAAHHHHHH!!!! XD
I can’t believe this is finally coming to an end! I’ve been working on this particular story since I think last year around October or something…..No, it was probably near the beginning of this year…..I have no clue….
…Anyway! I have been working on this thing for practically ever, and now I’m finally down to the last chapter!!! XD

Previously on Making Amends…

For the first time in their whole conversation, possibly the first time in their whole high school career, Kurt reached out to Dave. He could feel the large jock freeze in shock as he laid his hand on the bigger teen’s shoulder. Slowly turning his head, Dave looked into Kurt’s eyes, somewhat confused by what he saw there. He could tell that Kurt’s eyes were warmer, friendlier than they had ever been towards him, but he didn’t know the reason why. The smile on the boy’s pale face seemed to match the emotion behind those blue eyes, and what came out stunned Dave to his core.

“I forgive you, Dave.”

Dave’s entire body jerked suddenly when he heard those quiet words come out of Kurt’s mouth. He could feel the slight sting of tears appear behind his eyes, but he didn’t bother trying to wipe them away. His arms went numb as his heart threatened to beat so hard that his ribs would break. As small, relieved tears slid down his face, Dave began to smile.

“Thank you, Kurt.”

Kurt smiled back before jerking his head over to the patio. “Now, come on. Best tell them all everything’s okay before they lose their minds.”

But, sadly, Kurt was very wrong. Everyone had already lost their minds while Brittany played detective trying to find them. (Just joking on the detective part…)

Turns out that while Kurt and Dave were talking about his counseling, and Kurt’s relationship drama, the members of both the Warblers and New Directions were starting to come apart at the seams. With the Warblers finally knowing why Kurt had transferred, and why he sometimes acted really jumpy and skittish for no apparent reason, all of them seemed itching to get into a fight or argument to release their pent up anger and frustration.

“I can’t believe you never told us, Blaine! If we’d known, we would have been way friendlier and supportive of him!” David exclaimed, waving his arms around. Blaine sighed as he was hearing the same thing be repeated over and over again for the last five minutes.

“I told you, David. Kurt didn’t want anyone to know. He hates it when people pity him, and I just know you two would have coddled him to the point of suffocation if you knew beforehand.”

“Yeah, so?” Blaine groaned when his point was still not able to penetrate David’s thick skull. Looking over at Wes, who had gone quiet for a while, still had a dark scowl on his face.

“Wes, can you please calm David down? He’ll work himself up into a fit if he doesn’t stop.” But Blaine’s pleas went unheard when all he received in response was mumbled phrases like, “won’t know what hit him,” and, “the trusty gavel can do it easily.” Blaine facepalmed when he realized that Wes hadn’t heard a word he said, but instead, was conniving intricate gavel-related plans to assault Karofsky when he least expects it.

“I cannot believe this is happening.” Blaine moaned when he saw that the rest of the Warblers were in no better shape, each one distracted by how they were going to handle the former tormentor of one of their own.

Now, Blaine would normally have been very touched to see such camaraderie and brotherhood in honor of Kurt, but now was definitely not the time when they knew they could have the New Directions sign alibis for them in case something unforeseen should occur to Karofsky before he left school grounds. And it definitely wouldn’t be good for him should Kurt catch wind of this before he could stop it. He knew how much his boyfriend hated getting involved with crazy schemes, his own past experience teaching him valuable lessons about how it can bite you in the ass later (read: Bambi and Single Ladies), so he could just imagine Kurt giving him an earful should he not try to contain the situation.

“Oh, please, this is natural. How else did you think they were going to react?” Blaine jerked his head up to look into the eyes of Puck. Blaine looked confused for a moment before he caught on.

“I know I shouldn’t be surprised since they all really like Kurt, but this could quickly spiral out of control. If I’m the only sane one among them, it’s not going to be pretty when those two come back over here.” Puck nodded his head in response, shockingly calm and collected for once.

“Yeah, but hey, he’s our boy. We want to take care of him. Keep him safe. You know that. Besides, if anything does start going crazy, Kurt’ll put them in their place. He can be really scary when he wants to be.” Puck shuddered at what had to be a traumatic memory that Kurt must have caused, but Blaine didn’t need to know any details. If it was something to make a juvenile hall-hardened badass like Puck to be wary, Blaine had enough sense to be afraid, very afraid. 

However, he wasn’t able to dwell on what Kurt could have possibly done to put Puck on edge because all at once, everyone heard the most random of sounds.

Pure laughter.

With shocked and awed eyes, everyone turned to watch in disbelief as Kurt and Dave began laughing hysterically….together. They watched as Kurt’s lithe body doubled over as laugh after musical laugh erupted from his pale throat. Right next to him, Dave’s bulk shook with every chuckle and snort, his thick arms protecting his clearly splitting sides. Both boys were laughing loud and long, not even aware that the air had gone absolutely silent in their wake.

For one pure moment, Blaine honestly thought there was a gas leak and he was trapped in a hallucination. Peering at Puck out of the corner of his eye, he could tell that Puck was having a similar thought. What they were seeing just couldn’t be real. How in the world did his insane, drugged mind produce the image he was seeing, his boyfriend cackling to the point of tears with his former bully?

“How is this even possible?” Puck whispered in shock.

“When I find that darn gas leak, I’ll tell you.” Blaine retorted, earning a distant snort to his right from the mohawked teen.

When the two had calmed, Kurt did something that Blaine thought he would never do in a million years.
He reached out and put his hand on the other Karofsky’s shoulder.

Blaine would later swear that he heard everyone’s jaw drop, smacking violently into the cement of the patio. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Kurt apparently saying something that nearly brought the bulky jock to tears, if the glimmering tracks going down his broad cheeks were any indication. Then he saw Kurt jerk his head back towards the two glee clubs. It was only when Kurt had risen from the bench did Blaine start to panic. He had two glee clubs he was responsible for, one filled with teenage boys with a taste for revenge, and now Kurt was going to come back over and see how everything had gone to pot.

Just great.

He saw them walking back across the grass, much closer and far more comfortable in the other’s presence than before. Blaine was still frozen by how everything had pulled a one-eighty in the last few minutes, but Kurt’s smiling face brought him back.

As soon as Kurt was within arm’s distance, he pounced, quickly checking him over for any damage, although he knew there would be none since he had been present the whole time. Kurt playfully rolled his eyes as he realized what Blaine was doing, grabbing onto his hand and slowly running his fingers over the back, calming his boyfriend down significantly.

“Are you alright, Kurt?” Blaine couldn’t stop the question as it burst from his lips. Kurt smiled even more, inwardly glowing at Blaine’s fussing over him. Dave politely looked away, but didn’t move from his spot next to Kurt.

“I’m fine, Blaine. Honestly, you’d think I went to Paris for a week without telling you. Everything’s just fine.” Kurt assured, watching as Blaine relaxed by degrees until he was no longer about to jump out of his skin.

Blaine could feel his stiff muscles slowly begin to unwind with each swipe of Kurt’s fingers and with every soothing word he spoke. But he could still see that Dave hadn’t left Kurt’s side, although he wasn’t staring at them in blatant disgust, which was a plus. What wasn’t a plus, however, were the dark looks each of the Warblers were throwing Dave’s way, which he had yet to notice. But before Blaine could warn either of them, Wes and David had already stormed up, practically getting into Dave’s face.

“What are you trying to pull?” Wes spat, glaring all the harder when Dave just looked confused instead of afraid, which is what Wes had originally was going for. Dave looked at the seething Asian in front of him, then to the equally pissed African American beside him. Finally, he looked to Kurt who was watching the other two with a frustrated expression.

“Uh, Kurt, can you translate? I have no idea what they’re talking about.” Kurt sighed heavily because he knew exactly what Wes and David were doing. He was intimately versed in male posturing from New Directions.

“I would, but I already know.” Kurt straightened his spine, forcefully walking in between Wes and Dave. “Wes, stop this right now.” Wes looked affronted, but didn’t back down.

“But, Kurt, you know what he-“

“I’m going to stop you right there. Yes, I know exactly what he did, and you know what? He’s sorry. I can tell that you don’t believe that, but I do. He’s sorry and it’s over. I’ve already forgiven him.” Kurt’s statement was punctuated by nearly every Warbler shouting in protest. They clearly couldn’t believe that Kurt could just forgive the guy after what he did.

Wes and David were speechless. Sputtering, they tried to make a comeback. “But how can you-?”

“Guys, stop! I forgave him a while ago. It’s over. If you continue to make a big deal over this, I will do something that all of you will regret.” Kurt steeled his eyes, turning them ice cold as he expertly put the fear of Kurt Hummel into his fellow Warblers. “And if you don’t believe me Wes, we’ll just see how long you last after I steal your gavel and force you to watch as I shove it through a wood chipper and burn its remains.”

Wes’s face drained of all color. He could tell that Kurt meant every word. Hell, everyone could tell that he meant it.

“Not my baby!” Wes squealed, clutching the beloved object to his chest. Now, if Kurt had the motivation, he could have wondered how Wes had kept the gavel on his person without anyone knowing (his blazer and pants having limited pocket space), but he wisely decided not to. There were just some things Kurt didn’t need the answers to.

Snapping his head to the side, he glared at the rest of Dalton boys. Shrinking back under those cold glasz eyes, they dropped their threatening postures and stayed silent. Nodding his head, he turned back to Dave.

“Alright, now that that’s settled, I think you guys need to head back to Lima. Who knows if a teacher will start making rounds and find all of you? Then we’ll all get demerits for having guests without someone being notified.” Dave nodded in agreement. The rest of New Directions looked a little put out that they didn’t get to see a fight or get to spend any one-on-one time with Kurt, but even they knew that staying would probably end up with all the other boys getting into trouble.

All of the girls except for Lauren all went to hug Kurt, each extracting promises of some girl time over the next weekend or so. The boys clapped Kurt on the back, telling the beloved countertenor that if he needed anything, that all he had to do was call. Kurt smiled sadly as he watched his old glee club prepare to leave, but he knew that he would be able to see them when he got home. Finn was the last to hug him, giving him an apologetic smile for causing the whole ordeal and invading the Warblers’ meeting. Kurt just shrugged and hugged him back.

“I’ll see you at dinner, bro.” Finn said.

“Of course, Finn, I’m the one making it.” Kurt retorted, causing Finn to laugh.

“So, can we have burgers then?” Finn asked hopefully, pulling the puppy eyes on his shorter brother. Kurt just sighed.

“How about you eat what I give you and I’ll make some brownies for later, hm?”

Finn squealed before grabbing Kurt in a strong hug, picking him up off the ground while the smaller brunet tried to act angry through the wide grin on his face. “Thank you!”

“Ack! Finn, you big lummox, put me down!” Kurt shouted playfully. Finn just kept smiling as he spun around with Kurt still trapped in his arms, his feet a good five inches off the cement.

The tense atmosphere was effectively shattered by the hilarious interactions between the two brothers. A few of the Warblers couldn’t stop the rising chuckles as they bubbled to the surface, overshadowing the negative emotions they had moments before. Of course, a few of the larger members kept a watch on Dave, who was standing off to the side, not moving to interrupt, simply watching with a small, relieved smile on his face. The older members, and many of the younger ones that had befriended Kurt, decided to just observe the former bully, and not risk Kurt’s formidable wrath by trying to start anything now that the majority of the drama was over.

After Finn finally set Kurt back on the ground, they exchanged their temporary farewells until a few hours later when they would meet again at the house. Stepping away, only Kurt and Dave were left face to face.

Dave gingerly approached the countertenor, now mindful of the many attentive gazes to his every move. Stopping about a foot away, Dave nervously rubbed the back of his head as he wracked his brain for something, anything, to say to the young man before him, the former object of his ire and misguided actions, now the one who granted him undeserved forgiveness for the many terrible things he was responsible for. Dave couldn’t think of anything articulate to say to Kurt, couldn’t convey in pitiable words the immense gratitude and humility he felt for Kurt’s compassion. Deciding that the simplest statements were the best, he had only one thing to say.

“Thank you, Kurt. Not just for forgiving me, but for inspiring me to finally accept myself. I can’t thank you enough for all the help you’ve given me, whether you knew it or not. Thank you.”

Kurt couldn’t stop the small tears from building in his glasz eyes, the strong surge of emotion concerning the reformation of the boy in front of him. He couldn’t believe the drastic, almost unbelievable change between the teen smiling at him in gratitude from the angry, paranoid, violent boy that he was all those months ago.

“I’m glad I could help you. I’m glad that everything has turned out all right, well, mostly all right. You’re welcome, Dave.”

Reaching out, Kurt took Dave’s hand, a firm, friendly handshake between them before Kurt surprised Dave by pulling him forward, enveloping him in a spontaneous hug. And while Kurt was unaware of the many shocked faces behind him, including his boyfriend’s, Dave was able to see them out of his peripheral vision as he felt his own awe at the intimate gesture.

Wrapping his large arms around the slime brunet, Dave felt something, deep inside of him, slide into place, something that made everything else he was feeling complete. Dave was momentarily bewildered at the sensation, but feeling the smaller body in his arms, he slowly figured it out.

For the first time in he didn’t know how long, Dave felt pure acceptance and pride.

Kurt understood the tumultuous emotions and varying issues he was going through because he went through them himself. Kurt, even when Dave had been making his life a living Hell after he unwittingly exposed his secret, had only wanted to help because he didn’t want Dave to go through it all alone. Dave sure as Hell knew that he didn’t deserve Kurt’s consideration, but realizing that he had it, that Kurt was looking out for him even after all the shit he put him through, humbled Dave to his core.

Tightening the embrace for just a second more, Dave let Kurt go. Stepping back and forcing the next well of tears from breaking to the surface, Dave nodded to Kurt before turning and walking out the door to meet up with the rest of New Directions for the drive home.

As soon as Dave closed the patio door behind him, Kurt allowed himself to breathe, shutting his eyes momentarily to keep the fountain of conflicting emotions from showing. It had been a very long hour, although that one hour felt like days, and he just needed a moment to calm his thoughts. Hearing the muted click of dress shoes behind him, Kurt smiled slightly when he felt the familiar warmth of Blaine’s body as he sidled up next to the brunet. Turning his sky blue eyes to Blaine’s hazel, he took his boyfriend’s olive-skinned hand in his own, leaning against the other boy’s shoulder.

“Are you okay, Kurt?” Blaine’s question, filled with multiple meanings, was whispered into the small, intimate atmosphere that seemed to envelope the two boys. Nodding softly, Kurt tilted his head towards Blaine’s.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Just unexpected, ya know….But in a good way.” Blaine nodded, slipping an arm around Kurt’s waist and holding him even closer, feeling the warmth and comfort he had to offer seep into the other.

The other Warblers began to slip back into the school, deciding to leave the two alone to come to terms with everything they had been bombarded with today. After the majority of the glee club had stepped back inside, Wes and David stopped outside of the doorway. Looking back at their two friends, seeing them cuddled up together on the patio, surrounded by the bursts of color from the neighboring flowerbeds as a gentle wind blew, they couldn’t help but smile. Sure, they were all thrown for a loop that day, past actions finally being brought to light and unexpected confrontations coming to the forefront, but all in all, everything turned out alright.

Turning inside and closing the door gently behind them, Wes and David meandered back to the commons room. Sighing, Wes knew that the meeting might as well be over thanks to New Directions’ interruption, his excruciatingly detailed, prepared speech on Regionals no longer having any importance over the drama that had unfolded, but that was okay. Everyone was okay.

Kurt had come out on top, not only against bullying in general, but against his own painful, shadowed past as well. Blaine, though understandably upset over the whole situation, allowed Kurt to deal with it on his own terms, and it turned out just fine. The Warblers learned how truly strong their dear countertenor was, and their respect for him grew ten times over. And Dave? Even though Wes and David, and practically everyone else in their glee club, couldn’t really find it in themselves to forgive Dave for what he had done to Kurt, he still managed to come to terms with himself and was changing for the better, with coming to Kurt to personally apologize being another step in his recovery.

And all of it translating into being a long day for everybody.

Wes sighed again, only coming out of his reverie when David nudged his shoulder in question as they stood outside the common room, the white noise of naturally rambunctious teenage boys filling the background as they prepared to go home. Wes just waved him off, smiling.

Yes, it had been a very long day, indeed. But a most productive one as well.

A/N: …Oh my freaking God, this is FINALLY DONE!!! I swear to Grilled Cheesus, this was a humongous bitch to finish (sorry for the swearing, but it’s warranted for this)!!! For so long, I’ve been stymied over how to end this stupid thing, and now, just a random afternoon when I should be studying for a Philosophy exam and a test for Science & Religion, I decide to finish this instead.

….Eh, still not 100% on the ending, but oh well, it’s done. No point trying to hash out anything better since the drama-comedy-angsty stuff is all over. Wanted a little fluffy to make us all warm and fuzzy inside, so I hope it worked. Please review, everyone that put this on Story Alert or Author Alert, cuz that would totally make my day (and perhaps my whole week since Fall Break starts in few days for me!).
So, now that the final pleasantries are over, I shall bid you all “Adieu!”….For now! ;P