Blaine and Cooper were visiting one of their favorite childhood ice cream parlors when they ran into him.

"I'd like a medium mint chocolate chip in a waffle cone," Cooper said to the young woman behind the counter when he heard a voice behind him and Blaine.

"Well fancy meeting you here Blaine," the voice said, and both of the Anderson brothers turned around, just to be faced with a teenage boy with a slightly smug smile and a Dalton blazer.

"Sebastian," Blaine said stiffly, and Cooper noticed the change in his posture and attitude immediately, his sudden change from being smiling and carefree to a locked jaw and slightly stiff posture.

"Wait," Cooper said, the name Sebastian registering in his memory, "Is this the asshole that caused you to have to get surgery on your eye?" Cooper asked, and Blaine nodded.

"And who are you?" Sebastian asked, looking at Cooper with a look of slight inerest, like he was some interesting specimen of animal at a zoo.

"Well, I could say several things, such as a person who wishes to punch your face in," Cooper said, and he saw Sebastian's eyes widen slightly in surprise, "or a Dalton Academy alumni who is on very good terms with a good amount of the faculty, including the headmaster," he said, and Sebastian's eyes grew slightly larger once again, "but I think it may be better to start with my name, I do have enough manners to at least introduce myself to people before injuring them," he said, and Cooper noticed Blaine smile slightly out of the corner of his eye, and reaching to grab their ice creams from the woman behind the register.

"How about we continue this outside," Blaine said in a falsely cheery tone, and Cooper nodded stiffly before heading out the door of the ice cream parlor and turning to face Sebastian again.

"I am Doctor Cooper Anderson," he said, and as he measured Sebastian's expression, he crossed his arms, "and Blaine here's overly protective older brother," he said, and Sebastian paled slightly before he spoke.

"Well although that's all very nice to know," he said, regaining a little of his cocky demeanor, "I just wanted to know whether or not it was true that Blaine was moving to New York with Captain Gay face, Princess Priss and that gargantuan step-brother of his?" he asked, and Cooper noticed Blaine's facial expression change once again, this time to something darker.

"Actually," Blaine cut in before Cooper could retort, "I am moving to New York for my senior year, and I am going to be living with Cooper, and despite whatever may be going through your head, insulting my boyfriend and two of my good friends really isn't going to be getting you anywhere in my books," he before turning around and walking away.

"I'm going to the car Coop," he said, and he nodded, before turning to Sebastian.

"Now listen here," Cooper said, looking at the teen in front of him, "I don't know what the hell is going through that head of yours right now," he said, and Sebastian looked slightly taken aback by the harshness of Cooper's voice, "But if you even ever think about even attempting to touch Blaine, or Kurt, for that matter again, I will be after you. And let's not forget that due to my years of studying human anatomy at school, that I learned how to hurt them as well as heal," he said, before stepping back and turning around.

"So just keep that in mind," he said, before walking to rejoin Blaine in the car, so they could eat their ice creams.

~O~O~O~

"Are you okay?" Cooper asked as he climbed into the driver's seat of his car, and Blaine looked up from his chocolate flavored one and handed Cooper his.

"I'm fine," Blaine said, stabbing his spoon into the chocolate mound sitting in the bowl on his lap, "I just hate the fact that I can't even look at him without going on the defense now," he said, and Cooper nodded sympathetically.

"It's not even that I had to get surgery because of him, I can deal with that, I've dealt with having to be put in the hospital because of other people before," he said scowling into his bowl as if it had done him a personal fault, "It's what he wanted to do to Kurt, he wanted to intentionally hurt my boyfriend. That's the thing that gets to me," he said, and Cooper spoke.

"Why do you let it get to you so much Blaine?" he asked, and at the sharp look he got, he flinched slightly, "I worded that wrong, I understand why you let it get to you," he said, taking a deep breath, "A few weeks after Alice and I started going out, she went to stop a burglary and got shot in the arm," he said, and Blaine looked at him, vaguely curious, "She was okay in the end, had to have a small surgery and undergo physical therapy, but I wanted to go rip the guy who did it limb from limb. Even though it was only her arm thank god, she could have been shot in the chest or head or in an artery and died. What I think I mean to ask is that you tell me the whole story, why Sebastian wanted to do that in the first place, why it angers you that he wanted to hurt Kurt opposed to the fact that your friends only apologized yesterday and he hasn't apologized at all," he said, and Blaine nodded.

"I met Sebastian when I went to go give the Warblers tickets to come see West Side Story," he said, "They had just finished performing Uptown Girl with Nick as lead, they pulled me in to dance with them, and when the song finished they vocally tackled me, all wanting to know if I was going to return to Dalton, how I was, how Kurt was, etcetera. He introduced himself and offered to go buy me a cup of coffee, I accepted," he swallowed slightly, and continued, "He flirted with me, I ignored it. We went out for coffee the next day, and I thought we could be friends, he flirted some more, stronger now, I told him flat out I wasn't interested and had a boyfriend," he said, stabbing at his ice cream again before continuing, "Kurt showed up and saved me from the 'Yes I do care that you're flirting with me when I'm in a relationship,' confrontation, and Sebastian asked us if we wanted to go join him on a trip to Scandals sometime," he said, and Cooper raised an eyebrow.

"The gay bar?" he asked, and Blaine nodded.

"The gay bar," he confirmed, and Cooper rolled his eyes.

"You guys went didn't you?" he asked, and Blaine nodded meekly.

"Kurt accepted," he said, and Cooper raised an eyebrow, "We had talked about trying new experiences the previous day," he said shrugging.

"So what happened at Scandals?" Cooper asked, genuinely interested, and Blaine grimaced.

"Well, um," Blaine said, flushing scarlet, and Cooper snickered.

"Let me guess, one of you got drunk and wanted to have sex and the other didn't," he said, and Blaine looked at him for a second, still bright red, and nodded.

"Yeah," he said quietly, "I do really stupid things when I'm drunk," he whispered, and Cooper burst out laughing.

"I'm guessing that things like this have happened more than once?" he asked, and Blaine nodded again.

"Before Kurt and I were going out, when he was going to Dalton, Rachel threw a party for all of the New Directions when her dads were out of town and invited Kurt, who invited me in turn," he said, and Cooper smiled, and Blaine chuckled darkly, knowing that he could trust Cooper with this information, "Well, I ended up getting drunk, and made out with Rachel during a game of spin the bottle," he said, and Cooper burst out into laughter.

"It's not funny," Blaine muttered, and Cooper just shook his head.

"It is," he said, and Blaine glared at him.

"Kurt and my first fight came out of that, when I thought that I may be bi for a week or so," he said, and Cooper smiled, "That thought ended rather quickly when Rachel kissed me when I was sober. In front of Kurt," he said, and then smiled, "We got together a few weeks later, on March 15th," he said, and Cooper smiled back.

"Yeah, we got into our first major fight as a couple after the incident at Scandals, we made up the next day though, after West Side Story," he said, smiling and flushing red. Cooper burst out into laughter, realizing just why his brother looked so embarrassed.

"You guys ended up having sex didn't you?" he asked bluntly, and Blaine looked at him with wide eyes.

"B-but how, how did you figure that out?" he sputtered, and Cooper burst out into laughter.

"Little brother, you flushed red when you were talking about 'making up', that tends to be a tell-tale sign. And remember how I found you two the other morning when I came home. It doesn't take a genius to put two and two together," he said, and Blaine looked into his bowl of melting ice cream.

"Well, we did," he said quietly, and Cooper nodded.

"How about we get back to your story though," he suggested, and Blaine nodded hastily, happy to get off of the topic of his sex life.

"It was fine for a while, Sebastian still flirted, I still made it clear that I'm in love with Kurt and that wasn't changing anytime soon. But then we did Michael week, and I accidentally let it slip that we were planning on doing Michael for Regionals when he called for a tip to get a stain out of his blazer's piping," he said, and scowled, "He took it into his hands to have the Warblers do MJ for Regionals, and decided to tell us all when he ran into a group of us at the Lima Bean one day after school. That's when I came up with my brilliant idea to take it to the streets," he said, and Cooper had a feeling that he knew what came next, "We did a sing off of Bad, and he and the Warblers thought that it would be perfectly acceptable behavior to throw a slushie in Kurt's face," he glowered, and continued to speak, "Which it definitely wasn't, even if a normal slushie, throwing one in any of the New Directions' faces is a major insult, it's what all the jocks do to us," he added, noticing Cooper's vaguely puzzled expression, "But I noticed it before Kurt did and pushed him out of the way. Turned out it had rock salt in it, and my cornea was deeply scratched," he said, and scowled again, "The fact that he had meant to intentionally hurt Kurt with that slushie is what gets to me. And the fact that he still hasn't apologized despite all of the other Warblers having done so already. And then the fact that he still has the nerve to insult my friends and Kurt and even think about flirting with me. That's what bothers me," he said, and Cooper nodded, putting a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Well how about we go home, and I can give you some pictures of my apartment, as you haven't been to my new one yet," he said, and Blaine smiled gratefully at his brother, who seemed to know that Blaine didn't want his sympathy.

"Thanks Cooper," he said, and Cooper smiled.

"What are brothers for?"

~O~O~O~

The Plane Ride to Nationals

"I can't believe that in a few short months, both of us will live here," Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear as the plane was approaching the airport. And it was true. Kurt and Rachel would each be living in a dorm at their respective colleges, Kurt having gotten into NYADA, much to Rachel's dismay as she was going to be attending Julliard, not having been accepted into NYADA herself. Finn was going to be going to Wagner College in Staten Island, where he had managed to get in with a football scholarship.

Despite the excitement of Nationals, there was still a slight bit of sadness lingering in the air. After Nationals, if they won or lost, it didn't matter, the New Directions would be practically over. Everyone but Tina, Artie, Rory, Sugar and Blaine would be graduating. Rory had to go back to Ireland unless he could somehow convince the school to let him stay for his junior year. Blaine would be moving to New York. At most there would be three members left, everyone else having left Lima to live their lives elsewhere.

As the airplane landed Blaine looked around the plane, at Kurt and Quinn on either side of him. At Finn and Rachel and Artie who were sitting at the row next to them. At Tina and Mike, Santana and Brittany, every single one of them, and smiled. Yeah, he thought, he would miss them, but at the same time, New York had been in his future dreams when he was just starting at Dalton, and it was now, even more them ever.

~O~O~O~

They ended up winning Nationals. The celebratory dinner they had been spectacular. Cooper and Alice coming to watch them perform was amazing. The look of utter joy on Kurt's face was the best in Blaine's opinion.

The flight home was morose. Don't get them wrong, they were all still overjoyed by the fact that they just won Nationals, but it was almost finals, and graduation, and they were all going their separate ways.

But they wouldn't have it any other way.