Thanks to everyone who’s followed this so far, I know my writing skills suck but, thanks for sticking around anyway. Reviews are awesome, and drive me to continue on. Now that Blaine’s awake, Im gonna try and focus on his POV a bit more… so bear with me.
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Everything about that evening in the hospital was still a bit of a blur to him, but hell most of his life was a blur so why not add to it. After his father had his own doctor flown in, and at the insistence of a few lawyers, Blaine had been released into the care of his family, under the one condition that he return once a week to meet with a physical therapist.

On the morning he left, he was both excited and sad for some reason. He was finally glad to get out of the hospital, but this was the only place he felt was home, but that might be the fact he didn’t remember anything at all. Of Course Carole and Burt were there to see him off and this made him smile.

“If you need anything darling, you just give us a call. Westerville isn’t that far away, and we can be there in no time.” Carole fought back an urge to cry. “ Im just… so happy for you Blaine, Not many people get an ending like this. Please take care of yourself!”

“Thank you Carole, truly, for everything. Everyone here has been so kind and understanding with me, I appreciate all of your patience with me. Especially Kurt’s, I know he didn’t have to come up here and keep me company on his days off, but he did it anyway and honestly. It was the brightest part of my days.” He got to looking around, still a bit upset that he didn’t see his friend there with them. “I was hoping he’d see me off, but I guess he got held up. Please tell him I said thank you, and I won’t forget his friendship.”

Carole leaned down and kissed Blaine on the forehead. She knew the emotions Kurt was dealing with, he wouldn’t admit it but she could see that his heart was broken. He had made peace with the fact that the boy he’d been in love with for the longest didn’t remember him at all, but the thought that he could never share that feeling with him, even if it wasn’t permanent was something he didn’t know how to deal with.

“Look bud, were all thrilled your back with people who love you again. But just remember, you have that here too ok. Kurt wanted to be here, but like you said he’s probably held up somewhere. Look, I know he’d want me to do this so..” Burt pulled out a business card from his shirt pocket, flipping it over and scribbling something along the back.

“This is his Cell, you two should stay in touch. Never know when a friend might come in handy.”

Blaine accepted the card with a smile, he was glad to at least have this to take with him to Westerville. The entire thought process scared the hell out of him, he was going somewhere he didn’t know with people he didn’t know. He watched as Carole and Burt left, before a huge black SUV pulled around. Mia stepped out of the back passenger seat along with some man Blaine had never seen before. They helped him out of his chair and into the vehicle, then they were headed for what Blaine assumed was home.

The drive to Westerville was rather dull, he asked several different questions along the way, hoping Mia could fill in bits of his past, but either she didn’t know or was to vague to understand. They pulled up to a gated driveway, stopping so the driver could key in a code on the console to the side of the vehicle. The gates swung open and Blains’ mouth fell open as he stared at a massive complex up ahead. The building itself looked like it was a hundred years old, sort of like one of those old English manors you see Europe’s nobility staying in. They came to a stop in the front, and Blaine was helped out once again but this time by two larger men wearing grey suits. He felt someone behind him and take control of his chair pushing him towards to the front doors, from the perfume drifting to his face he knew it was Mia.

“Welcome Home Darling.”

“I live here? This place is huge!”

“Yea its pretty big. Took me almost a year to finally learn my way around, and yes WE live here.”

“Oh… yea.. I didn’t think about that, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, I know its going to be some time before your able to remember again, if you can.”

“If? I was under the impression the Doctors said that the Amnesia was temporary!” Blaine was both confused and hurt at this. He was looking forward to getting his memories back, there was so much he wanted to remember.

“Well you know how doctors are, sometimes their right and then sometimes, their not! That doesn’t matter though, what matters is your home with your family again, safe!”

As they entered the front, Blaine couldn’t help be anything but astonished as he took in his surroundings. The entire place screamed class and luxury. Directly across from the door was a huge grand stair case, where the Andersons were waiting to greet their son.

“There’s my baby boy.” Pamela rushed over to hug her son, and surprised to find that he was now hugging her back to. Blaine wasn’t sure why he did it, but it just felt right. “Lets get you settled in, and then we can all sit down and have a nice dinner together.” She turned and started to head up the stairs before gasping and turning to look straight at Blaine’s legs.

“Oh dear I totally forgot, your room is upstairs. Can you make it up without your chair?” Blaine was hesitant to respond, but this was his family, and he figured it was ok to show weakness around them.

“I really can’t hold myself up on my own very much, and even with help its rough.”

“Pam, we can just settled him into the downstairs guest room for now.” Blaine was relieved they wouldn’t make him climb the steps, his physical therapy was going great but his muscles were still a long way from working properly. Something suddenly popped into his head and his curiosity got the best of him.

“Wait a minute, I have a question.” Everyone stopped to look at him, he couldn’t help but see looks of uneasiness and fear cross their faces.

“So Mia and I are Married, then why do I still live at home?” Pamela had been expecting this to come up sooner or later, but she was ready with an answer.

“Well, we knew this would all be a real shock for you, and adjusting would be difficult. So Mia and I decided…”

“We decided that it was best for you to stay here in your old home, and allow you get used to the idea of having me around all the time, before settling you back into our House on the other side of Grounds.”

“Other side of the grounds? How big is this Place? So we all live here, just in separate house’s, behind a giant fortress like barrier? And while I’m thinking about it, I got married when I was 17? What about school?”

“ Yes you were only 17, but the two of you were so in love that we felt it was wrong to deny you this. You were actually on your honeymoon when you disappeared.” Blaine was even more confused now that he was before. Seeing his confusion they tried to change the subject matter.

“ Dalton Estate was once a private school, but was shut down in the late 70’s. Jonathan visited here once and fell in love with the place, and so when it came up for auction, we bought it. Of course it was about another 3 years of renovations before we were able to actually live here. As of today it coveres around 120 acres, and then another 75 outside the perimeter wall. You and Jackson were raised here and privately schooled by several tutors. You were a quick study, and were able to graduate by the States Standards when you were 16.”

“Ok so I do have a high School diploma then. Well at least I’m not totally useless I guess. So what a minute who is Jackson?” There was that look between all of them again, something was up.

“Jackson is your younger brother Blaine. He’ll be 7 in two weeks.” This was the first time any had mentioned Blaine had a little brother, the thought excited him more than he thought it could. He let a grin form across his face before speaking again.

“Wow this is a lot to take in, I’m sorry if I seem so … lost, just a bit over whelmed here. Wasn’t expecting to have a little brother.” Jonathan patted his son on the arm as he started chuckling to himself.

“Jackson’s harmless, now Cooper on the other hand. That’s the Wild Child of the three.” Another brother, Blaine was beginning to lose track as more and more family seemed to be coming out the woodworks.

“Are they here? Can I meet them?” Mia was the one to speak this time…

“baby, Jackson will be here later today, you’ll see him then. But Cooper is somewhere in South America right now, working as a grad student for one of his Professors. We haven’t been able to get in touch with him to let him know the news yet, but were trying.” Mia reached up to run her hand through Blaine’s Curls, only to be surprised when he suddenly pulled away from her.

Blaine was shock at why he did that, it was just something he wasn’t expecting and caught him off guard. He watched as Mia snatched her hand back, rushing out of the room, sobs echoing off the walls.

“MIA! Wait, dammit, I didn’t mean…. Shit.. Im sorry ok! You just surprised me.. that’s all.” He grabbed the side of his chair and was ready to race after her when Jonathan stopped him, gesturing for Pamela to go instead.

“Look son, you have to understand. This has been hard on her, almost as much as it has been for us. She hasn’t once given up on you this entire time, in fact it was she who found your picture in the Missing Person’s files. Just give her some time to come around, we all have some adjusting to do. It may not be easy but we’ll survive, we’re Anderson’s after all.” Blaine opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off as an older Latin women stepped into the room. From the way she was dressed, he was guess she was a maid maybe.

“Mr. Anderson, Phone for you. Ive had it transferred to your office.”

“Isabella, I asked not to be disturbed. Please take a message for me.”

“Sir, with all due respect, you asked not to be disturbed unless it was Mr. Dewaine. Well its Mr. Dewaine.” Blaine could here the sigh coming from his fathers mouth..

“Blaine, why don’t you go on into the Dinning room, and we’ll join you in a moment. Isabelle would you please escort him?”

“I’d be happy to Sir.” Jonathan left the room rather quickly as the Maid pushed Blaine towards what he assumed would be the dinning room.

“Its so nice to have you home Mr. Blaine, We have missed you around here so very much. The house has been rather quiet since you’ve been gone, no one else had a singing voice quite like yours.”

“I sing?”

“Oh yes child, and very well I might add. You were always a charmer, and with that voice, you got whatever you wanted most of the time. But you got it honest, your father has always been the same way, Jackson too, it runs in your blood I guess, From Father to son.”

“What about Cooper, what’s he like?”

“Coop, I could start describing that boy and we’d still be here tomorrow before I was finally done, I tell you what next time I see his little white butt Ima…..”

“Isabelle I believe that’s enough trips down memory road today. I’m sure Blaine is exhausted as it is. Would you mind being a dear and getting dinner started, the others will be here shortly.” Mia was back, apparently in more control over her emotions now than before.

“Mia.. I’m sorry about.” She put her fingers over his lips, and he felt a bit of a tingle run through his body, causing him to shiver a bit.

“shhh.. its ok. I shouldn’t have tried to rush things along. We have some time before dinner would care to sit and talk with me for a bit.” She moved her hand away from his mouth, seating herself at the table to look across from him.

“I think I’d like that..is it ok if I ask some questions?”

“Go for it, Whatever I can’t answer I’m sure Jonathan or Pamela can.”

“So they mentioned I disappeared on our honeymoon? Where exactly was that?”

“I’m sorry, I blame myself for that part. We were in New York, and we got in an argument over something silly. I got mad and stormed off, leaving you standing on the side of the street. You never showed up at the hotel that evening so I got worried, and we’ve been looking for you ever since.”

“Ok so I started in New York.. that makes sense. Kurt said I told him I was Hitch Hiking my way home because I was with someone or a few people and things didn’t work out so I headed home.”

“Kurt? Who is Kurt?”

“He was a my friend back in Lima. He worked as Nurse at the Hospital and would hang out with me when he was off. We got along really well, but he got held up and didn’t get to see me off.”

“Blaine honey, I’m gonna be honest with you right now. You need to stay away from Kurt, he’s not a good person. In fact I’m sure whatever he told you was a lie, people like here are manipulative and devious.”

“People like him?” Mia wasn’t sure how to reply, she was treading on thin ice as it was.

“Blaine, Kurt was a homo.. you know.. a fag.” Blaine felt several emotions run through his body at once, anger, distrust… rage. But he wasn’t sure who it was directed at..”

“There’s not telling what he could have done to you while you were unconscious. Seriously people like that should not be allowed to work around normal people.”

“Mia, I don’t think Kurt would have done something like that. He just seemed like an honest guy.”

“Blaine, you’ve been in a coma for 5 years, you have no idea what an honest guy is anymore. Just trust me on this one, as your Wife I’m gonna have to insist upon this issue.” Blaine was about to mention he had Kurt’s number and could easily call and clear this whole matter up, but with Mia’s forceful nature, he figured it was best to leave that alone. Mia opened her mouth and began to speak again when the Dinning room doors burst open, and a small boy came running in coming to a complete stop when I saw Blaine in the Chair.

“Jackson, you know better than to run in the house like that. What has your mother told you.”

“ Don’t do it I know, but I was excited.” Jackson stared across the room at Blaine not really sure what to say or do.

“Hi Jackson, I’m sure you don’t know or remember me but Im..” He was cut off as he felt the small hands running around body as Jackson embraced him. No matter what doubts he had been feeling before, no matter how uncomfortable the situation, he now knew that this was home.. where he belonged.

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Kurt did as little as possible over the next week. He went to work, came home, and had dinner with the family like he always did. He still wasn’t sure how to feel about everything that had happened, but he knew there was nothing he could do to change it. He sat on his Sofa one night, watching re run’s of Sex and the City, when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Flipping it open, expecting Mercedes to text him he was greeted by an unfamiliar number.

Kurt?-

Yes, who is this?-

Blaine.. hope you don’t mind. Burt gave me your #-B

Kurt loved his father dearly but at that moment he could have killed him.

I hope that’s ok-B

Its ok, sry I didn’t get to c u off.-K

Its cool, I figured u got held up-B

The truth of the matter what Kurt couldn’t bring himself to look at Blaine, I mean how can you look at the man you love as he leaves to start his life with his wife and family.

Yea, something like that-K

Oh, I’ll be in lima 2morow for PT. Wanna meet for lunch?-B

Sry, can’t. I have work and then a date afterwards-K

Kurt had sent the message before he ever realized what it said. Why did he just lie to Blaine, why couldn’t he just bring himself to see the man.

Oh.. umm.. ok maybe another time then-B

Maybe-K

He shut his phone as he felt the tears begin to flow again. He was so sick and tired of crying and feeling alone. He lept off the couch and was in the Kitchen with a bottle of wine, trying to get it opened as he began to text again. If he was going to be miserable, why not do it big.

My house, I’ve got a bottle of wine and need help with it-K

Ok? Are you requesting my company?-

Oh shut up and get over here, hell we may even can pick up where we left off.-K

Damn hot stuff, you know how to get a guy going-S

Don’t make me regret this Sebastian-K

Baby doll, I promise you won’t regret anything I have to offer-S

Kurt Closed his phone with a snap, staring at it in his hand before throwing it across the room into the wall, pouring himself another glass of wine..

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Blaine was in his bed, a bit disappointed that he couldn’t see Kurt tomorrow. He was happy Kurt had a date, he didn’t know much about that kind of lifestyle, but he knew everyone deserved to be happy. He heard the bed room door open and felt the bed shake as a small figure climbed across and got under the covers beside him.

“And what do you think your doing mr.”

“I wanted to sleep in here….with you.”

“Why? I’m sure you room is bigger and nicer than this, especially with all your toys.” Jackson shrugged and reached over burying his face into Blaine’s Arm. Blaine heard the boy mumble but couldn’t make out what he said.

“What was that buddy? I didn’t understand you, I don’t speak munchkin.”

“I was just….scared..”

“You have nightmare’s?”

“No not that …. Just, I don’t want to sleep and then wake up… and you be gone again.” Blaine suddenly felt like the whole world was dropped onto his shoulders. He didn’t realize what kind of impact he had ever had on the boys life, I mean he couldn’t have been more than 2 when he left. He reached across and draped his arm around Jackson pulling the boy in close.

“Look here… I’m home now. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. Ok? I’m back now and your stuck with me.”

“Pinky Promise?”

“Pinky Promise, now, I heard them say you didn’t have school tomorrow. Have you ever read Harry Potter?” Jackson shook his head, he didn’t really have much patience for reading. “ Well what say you and I sit down tomorrow after my Doctors appointment and we read it together. Hmmm.”

Blaine looked down and Jackson nodded his head lightly before yawing and slipping off into sleep. It only took a few more moments and Blaine was just as gone to the world as his brother.

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He stared out his window looking at the LA skyline, he loved how beautiful it was after the sun had set and there were still sign of pink along the horizon. It was nothing like home, but that’s what he liked most about it. He was about to head out when his phone went off with a text from an old school friend of his, Wesley.

Coop, just heard the news. God I bet your so relieved huh? –W

Cooper wasn’t sure what Wes was talking about, he did have a bad habit of drunk texting people, and it wouldn’t be the first time Cooper was the victim.

What are you talking about? I swear if your drunk so help me..-C

I’m talking about Blaine dumb shit.-W

Now he was really confused, everyone knew not to mention his brother around him. Cooper could take a lot of jokes, but the one thing he couldn’t tolerate was anyone disrespecting the memory of Blaine. He’d been gone for around 5 years now, and not a day goes by that Cooper didn’t Blame himself for it. He remember the last conversation he had with his brother, and it wasn’t something he was proud of.

Blaine had called Coop from New York, fed up with Dealing with all Mia’s shit. Cooper knew this was coming, he’d been against the whole thing from the very beginning, but he understand the reason why. Blaine had asked him if he could come and Pick him up, he didn’t want to use his credit cards in case his family tried to find him. He needed to get away for a bit and relax.

Cooper had an audition the next morning for a Dandruff Commercial so he told his brother he was out of luck. Just be a man and deal with his “wife”, and if that didn’t work. Hop a plane out of New York and come stay in LA for a few days.

After the audition though, he found out that Blaine never got on a plane and no one had seen or heard anything out of him since his talk. Of course they searched for him, but true to his word he hadn’t used any of his Credit or Debit Cards. They kept waiting for him to surface somewhere when his cash ran out, and because of this the police couldn’t do anything about it technically. It was only after 8 days that they declared him missing, but even that was mostly quieted down. His father didn’t want the publicity to hurt his Business merger with another company.

Look I’m in no mood to hear more jokes about my brother, goodnight Wes-C

Coop? Seriously? All I was trying to say was we were all happy that they found him, give him our love would ya-W

Cooper dropped his phone at that last message, he had no words right now. If they had found him, why had no one called to let him know. Either someone had left him out of the most important event in his life or someone was playing a cruel joke. He picked his phone back up and dialed the first number he thought of.

“THERE HAD BETTER BE A DAMN FUCKING GOOD REASON WHY NO ONE”S BOTHERED TO LET ME KNOW THAT MY LITTLE BROTHER IS OK!!”