Kurt gently stoked the side of Blaine's face that wasn't bruised, watching over the other boy as he slept. They were both on the sofa where they'd been since getting home from the police station earlier. Blaine had persuaded his mom to let him come back to Kurt's and as she'd got some things she needed to discuss with Kurt's parents she'd agreed. They'd set the boys up in the living room, making sure they were both comfortable before retreating to the kitchen. Neither boy had said much and Kurt hadn't been sure how close he should even sit to Blaine before the shorter boy had answered that problem by laying down with his head in Kurt's lap and curling into him slightly. Kurt had been slightly taken aback by the action but chose not to comment, letting Blaine take the comfort he needed. It hadn't been long before the weary boy's eyes closed and he'd fallen asleep. The weight of Blaine's head in his lap was starting to hurt his injured leg, but Kurt had no intention of moving anytime soon. He knew how exhausted Blaine was and he planned on letting him lay there as long as he needed. The television was on but Kurt had no idea what was playing as he only had eyes for the boy in front of him. He frowned slightly at the thin sheen of sweat that coated Blaine's face and resolved to check that he'd been taking his antibiotics when he woke up, the last thing he needed was to get sick on top of everything else.

He heard hushed voices from the kitchen, every now and then someone raised their voice slightly, usually his dad, only to be hushed into silence by someone, usually Carole. He knew they were talking about them and thought he'd heard Blaine's dad's name mentioned a couple of times, but no matter how much he strained he couldn't tell what was being said. Even though he was curious as hell he didn't want to risk disturbing Blaine.

He looked so young and innocent lying there that Kurt could almost forget the awful things that had happened to him, if he ignored the ugly bruising and the way Blaine flinched in his sleep every now and then. Every time he did it though Kurt hushed him quietly and continued to stroke his face lovingly. At one point Blaine seemed like he was starting to wake up, his face scrunching up in discomfort but Kurt leant down until his mouth was next to his ear and started to hum a lullaby. After a few seconds Blaine's face relaxed but Kurt kept on, the song one he remembered his mom singing to him when he'd been little. He tried to keep the tears from his eyes, he felt like he'd cried enough to last a life time, but knew there were probably many more to come.

He sensed, rather than heard, someone at the entrance to the room and looked up to see Carole standing there. She smiled at him.

"How's he doing?" she nodded at the boy in his lap.

"He's sleeping at least" Kurt offered in reply.

"Well that won't hurt. His mom's agreed to stay for dinner, I'll leave you two alone until it's ready. It will probably be a while" .

"Thanks" Kurt said grateful for the time alone. Even though Blaine was sleeping it was nice to spend some time together just the two of them. He knew the time was coming when they would need to talk about things but for now this was nice, it felt good to be there for Blaine. Even if it was just helping him feel safe enough to sleep for awhile.

Carole gave the two of them one last small smile and went back to the kitchen to join Burt and Natalie.

Kurt still couldn't make his mind up about Blaine's mom. He was glad that she was finally offering her son some support but he was worried about how long it would last. She didn't seem like she had the strength needed to help Blaine get through this and he just hoped she wouldn't end up falling apart. At the police station she had stood back and let Burt and Carole deal with almost everything and whilst it had been nice to see her holding Blaine's hand and giving him encouraging squeezes and smiles, Kurt had been sad to see that Blaine had been returning the gestures in equal quantities. He was angry that Blaine felt the need to reassure his mom in a time like this, when he was the one who needed it most.

He heard someone else shuffling in the doorway and expected it to be another concerned parent and was suprised instead to see Finn standing there. He was shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot and seemed like he didn't know whether to come in or just leave them alone.

"It's okay Finn, just don't be too loud, I don't want to wake him up" Kurt nodded at Blaine. Finn gave the curly haired boy a guilty look before sitting down in the armchair across from them.

There was a few moments of uncomfotable silence with Finn looking more and more guilty all the time.

Kurt sighed before speaking, he had the feeling he knew the answer before he even asked the question.

"They know don't they?" Finn's eyes went wide with shock before he reluctantly nodded his head.

Kurt felt his anger rising as he hissed out between his teeth.

"For god's sake Finn, I asked for one thing and you couldn't do it".

Finn flinched back from the harsh words before attempting to defend himself.

"Well it wasn't really me, Rachel overheard what we were saying", Kurt rolled his eyes, he might have known Rachel would have played a part, as much as he loved the girl she had a nasty habit of sticking her nose in where it wasn't wanted, "and then Santana kind of freaked out and said some stuff she probably shouldn't have and then I had to explain it all".

"Wait Santana, how did she know anything?" Kurt asked, confused now.

"Blaine didn't tell you?" Finn raised his eyebrows in suprise.

"Blaine hasn't really told me anything" Kurt admitted sadly.

"Oh, um. Well Santana helped him out when you were in the hospital and she kind of figured out what had happened to him. He didn't tell her exactly, but he's got some... marks that kind of gave it away" Kurt looked back down at Blaine and tried not to picture what was hiding under his sweatshirt.

"Why didn't she tell anyone?" Kurt was getting angry again.

"She did, she told me, before everything blew up, I never got a chance to say anything though".

"Why did she wait though?" Kurt wasn't willing to let her off the hook that easily.

"Because Blaine made her promise not too" Finn defended her again. Kurt didn't think he'd ever see the day that would happen, but everything was different now he guessed.

He took a moment to think over what Finn had just said and realised he wasn't angry at Santana, in truth he was kind of grateful to her. At least somene had been there for Blaine, even when the rest of them had been so clueless. In fact he almost felt sorry for her, it must have been awful, keeping that secret. Kurt didn't know what he would have done in that situation, on the one hand knowing Blaine desperatly needed some help and at the same time not wanting to betray his trust.

"How did everyone react?" Kurt asked as his curiosity got the best of him.

"Kind of how you'd expect" Finn ran a weary hand over his face. "Shocked, upset, angry, I don't know. I still don't know how I feel and I've had a little while to think about it. Can I be honest with you?" Finn shot a guilty glance at Blaine as he asked Kurt the question.

"Of course" Kurt replied.

"I'm kind of glad he's asleep right now, because when he's awake I don't have a clue what to say to him, how to act and I'm so damn scared that I'm going to say or do the wrong thing".

Kurt remembered Finn saying something similar in the hospital and found himself nodding because if he was honest with himself, he kind of felt the same way.

"I feel like whatever we do will be the wrong thing for now, but we just have to try I guess. He needs to know that we don't care what happened to him. Well obviously we care" Kurt struggled to explain himself " but that it doesn't change how we see him. He's still Blaine and whatever they did can't change that, we just have to convince him that's true".

"He's really lucky you know".

Kurt shot him a look that spoke volumes.

"Oh I don't mean..." Finn face went red from embarressment. "I meant he's lucky he's got you".

Kurt tilted his head on one side waiting for Finn to continue.

"You're being amazing, really strong. Not that I ever thought you were weak" Finn was quick to add, trying hard not to offend. Kurt smiled to let him know it was okay. "Blaine's going to be okay I think and that's because he's got you".

He was both pleased and terrified to know that Finn thought that. It was a huge responsibilty to bear and he was scared that he wasn't up to the task.

"What if I'm not enough though?" Kurt spoke his fears aloud.

"Have you seen the way he looks at you?" Finn asked. "I have, both before this and since, you're definitely enough, because to him you're everything".

Kurt's breath hitched at those words because he knew they were true and that's what scared him so much.

Blaine mumbled something in his sleep then and both Finn and Kurt looked at him in concern. He shifted slightly before seeming to settle again and both of them gave a sigh of relief. Neither boy spoke again until Burt came to fetch them for dinner.