The subject that Santana keep bringing wasn't the most comfortable for Blaine either. Santana keep saying things like "Man you need a woman!" or "Dear hobbit, you need to get laid…I mean it! I can fix you up if you'd like."

Blaine was used to this kind of subject, he had to be, if you were a close friend of Santana Lopez who, like Blaine's mother, couldn't resist matchmaking at every opportunity that she had , you had learn how to avoid those conversations. But learning how, and actually managing to do it is harder than it looks.

It must be a woman thing, the matchmaking, but really? Santana had to do that "woman thing" in front of Kurt? God! That was torture!

When she finally stopped her attempts to be the next matchmaker of the year, Blaine managed actually heard Kurt's voice.

The three of them stared to talk about Lima, and Blaine discovered that neither was very fond of their hometown. Personally, Blaine would have preferred any of the last three places he'd lived with his parents before they moved to Lima, and Santana didn't like that place that much either, and Kurt? Well, he seemed hate almost everything in that town except, of course, his little students.

Blaine wasn't planning stay there permanently but he was glad to be close to Santana and his grandparents — at least for a little while. Definite plans had yet to be made, and now that he knew Kurt also had plans to leave Lima he was secretly happy because staying in Lima forever wasn't even an option for him.

Almost 30 minutes later, they were already in front of the house where Blaine lived most of his teenage life.

He said goodbye to Santana with another bear hug before shyly shaking Kurt’s hand again. The feeling of Kurt’s hand touching his own again was a little embarrassing, but it was also the warmest feeling that Blaine had ever had.

"I’ll see you guys soon" He said before Santana suddenly wrapped her long arms around him again giving him a long-suffering look and another put-upon sigh. Blaine felt guilty for all the worry and waiting that he had put her through in past years, and that heavy feeling didn't disappear from Blaine’s chest, even when Santana pressed a lip glossed kiss to his cheek and whispered, "I am so glad that you got to come home in one piece."

"Yeah, me too," he replied, while his expression said "You don't have any idea how broken I actually am" but of course, he didn't said that out lout. He had come back, but in reality every thing had changed, and never would be the same again. Now, at the age of twenty-three, he should be partying until he was sick like most of his old high school buddies were doing. Instead, he was returning from Iraq, bringing with him a lot of terrible memories and an injured leg.

XXXXX

Santana and Kurt left, and for the second time in that day, a loud woman was screaming Blaine's name.

"Blaine! My baby!" his mom yelled, running towards him.

And when he saw the petite figure running towards him, Blaine just opened his arms to a brown-haired woman that wrapped him in a bear hug. (Apparently bears hugs were a family thing).

One should never underestimate the strength of a loving mother, despite the fact that she was really small, Blaine's mother was almost a force of nature, believe it or not. Somehow that short woman nearly knocked down a trained soldier with a simple hug. "Hello, Mom," Blaine managed say once she'd released her hold enough so he could breathe. He fully believed that she could teach his sergeant a new combat tactic, "Anderson's Bear hug" would be the appropriate name for it.

"You are so bony!" she exclaimed, using one of the most famous line of all overprotective mothers out there.

"I'm hardly bony Mom! I've actually filled out a lot since I left… I am even a little taller than I was years ago!" Blaine protested.

"Please son, accept it, you were short years ago, and you still are short now! It's a family thing dear… " said the small woman mocking her own son.

"That's mean Sarah Ann, really mean!" Blaine said pretending be hurt.

He really missed his mother, she was such an energetic woman, so caring, but, sometimes, like any other mom, Sarah also could be very, very suffocating.

The curly haired woman proceeded to drag Blaine into her house, forgetting that he wasn't familiar with all new decoration, He confirmed this fact by his bumping into every new object in that house. The new decorations weren’t a problem, the problem was that all this bumping made Blaine's bad leg hurt again, bringing Sarah's attention to her son's injury. And that made her overprotective mother's behavior unstoppable. Yes, like I said, Sarah really can be very, very suffocating.

Blaine took a deep breath; he just needed to get used to her suffocating way of show her love, again. So he held his tongue, knowing her reaction was nothing compared to how Grandma would be, and let her treat him like an injured baby.

Hours later already in his old room while his mom cooked something to make him gain some pounds, Blaine receive a message from Santana.

"Hey soldier how about some Pizza tonight? Kurt and the rest of my gang will be there…Santana XXX"

Blaine smiled, well, some Pizza? And Kurt would be there too?

"Well that doesn't seem a bad idea at all…" thought Blaine confirming his presence.