Week 11 Day 4

The morning started wonderfully.

Kurt woke up and gave Blaine his good morning kiss, which then turned into a lot more than just a kiss, and it really didnt help that Aunt Annies bed squeaked, but gladly it was early enough that they werent caught.

Later that morning the boys decided to take a barefoot walk along the beach, their hands intertwined and swinging gently. They were walking along the water, just where the waves disappeared into the sand, although Kurt still didnt like being so near the ocean, especially after the dreams hed been having that summer, but he felt safe with Blaine, and he knew he wouldnt let anything hurt him.

Most of his dreams still involved drowning, although others involved him in a hospital room with a flat line on the monitor, but it was never his own. Those were always his worst nightmares, and what made it worse was there was actually a time when he was sure it would become a reality.

"Its a beautiful day, isnt it?" Blaine asked, looking up at the cloudless sky. He stopped suddenly and spun Kurt around, swinging their arms. "We should do something today."

"Arent we doing something now?" Kurt laughed after the sudden stop. They had walked far enough so that there was no one around, just the two of them and the breeze blowing mildly from the ocean.

"I was thinking we could go to the boardwalk, or the amusement park, or maybe we could do something adventurous," Blaines voice dropped a few decibels.

Kurt knew what they really should be doing. They really should be finding somewhere for Blaine to get his treatment, but whenever Kurt would mention it Blaine would quickly change the subject. Kurt believed that Blaine was nervous to start chemo again, because he had such a hard time with it the first time around. The idea of getting better wasnt the same as actually going through the process, but Kurt also knew that it might have been worse than it should have been the first time, because his grandmother wasnt giving him the proper medication. All in all, Kurt knew Blaine was brave, and that he would fight like he said he would.

Before Kurt knew it he was having water kicked at him by Blaine, who was now a few feet away. "Hey!" Kurt objected.

"You were spacing out on me!" Blaine said playfully, the sound of the waves making it harder to hear.

"No…I was just…admiring how nice you look today," he said, trying to cover up his obvious daydreaming. Blaine really did look nice though, a tight black v-neck and his usual red swim trunks. But the wind was doing some really great things for his hair.

"Were you now? Just nice?" Blaine said flirtatiously, and Kurt could tell where he wanted this to be going.

"There are plenty of other adjectives I could name, but Ill let you use your imagination."

Blaine took a few steps forward and took Kurts hands, pulling them closer together. "Well I think you look extremely sexy today." Blaines lips were extremely close to his own, just lightly brushing his skin. "Its a little bit funny…"

"What? This feeling inside?"

Blaine rolled his eyes and Kurt laughed."No, I mean how much your eyes look like the ocean, I think I would be okay with just getting lost in them every day for the rest of my life," Blaine told him, taking his hand and kissing each knuckle individually.

Kurt raised an eyebrow but Blaine continued. "And your hair, Id have to run my fingers through it every day too." He pushed back Kurts hair out of his eyes. "Every. Single. Day," he said, trailing his fingers down Kurts neck, and then his chest.

Now Kurt knew what Blaine was meaning when he wanted to do something adventurous. "Blaine Anderson, are you trying to seduce me?" He asked playfully as Blaine slid his hands into Kurts back pockets.

"What? No…" He looked away for a moment and then back to Kurt. "Is it working?"

"Ill let you know," Kurt said, giving him a quick kiss and starting his way back to the house.

"Is it because there is too much sand?" Blaine called after him.

Kurt turned around and smiled, walking backwards. "How about this? I might consider another shower rendezvous…if you can catch me."

"You know Im a lifeguard right? Running in the sand is my specialty, although it usually looks best if Im in slow-mo."

"Well you can run in slow motion, while I—" Kurt paused and looked out at the water behind Blaine. "Blaine! Theres someone in the water!" He said, pointing and jumping up and down.

"Where?" As soon as Blaine turned around Kurt grinned widely and darted up the beach.

"Hey! What happened to the guy who tripped his first day on the beach?" Blaine called after him.

Blaine finally caught him when the house came back into view, wrapping his arms around Kurt and pulling him to the ground. Kurt looked up at the house and noticed something wrong as Blaine started kissing his neck. "Blaine, theres someone…"

"Dont care." Yeah, Kurt knew he didnt care what anyone thought of them anymore.

"No, Blaine, theres someone at the house." Kurt sat up and got a better view. Burt and Carole were on the patio talking to someone. "Who is that?" Kurt helped Blaine up and they walked back to the house.

When they made it to the patio Blaine immediately froze, and the person sitting at the table turned around.

It was her.

Kurt knew who it was, he didnt even have to think about it. She had dark brown curly hair, about shoulder length, and her eyes were golden, just like Blaines. She had a look to her, not a bad one, but a look of warmth. When she saw Blaine she smiled, and it looked like tears were coming to her eyes.

Blaines mother had come back for her son.

She was much younger than Kurt expected, although he didnt really know what he had actually expected. He never thought he would see her, ever.

"Boys, its good that youre back," Carole said standing up. They looked like they had been talking only for a little while.

"Whats going on?" Kurt asked. Blaine wasnt moving and he was visibly uncomfortable.

"Ms. Anderson has some things she would like to discuss with Blaine," Burt said.

"If hell let me," Blaines mom added. She stood up and Blaine took a few steps backwards, shaking his head."I know what your father and, with by my inability to stand up for you, I put you through. If I had known—"

"I cant do this right now," Blaine interrupted as he turned and walked into the house, his voice unsteady. Her face fell, and Kurt knew something was different about her, she wasnt like the rest of Blaines family, maybe it was because he saw Blaines kindness in her eyes. It might have also been the fact that the anniversary of his own moms death was coming up, and he felt like Blaine should have a chance to have a mother again.

"Im going to go talk to him," Kurt said, following Blaine inside. He knocked on the door to Aunt Annies room, where Blaine had went, finding him sitting at the piano, staring at the keys. Kurt vaguely remembered Blaine once telling him that she was the one who taught him to play.

"Why is she here?" Blaine whispered. Blaine looked up at him, the look on his face that always made Kurts heart break. "Why cant I ever be happy for longer than a few days?"

Kurt slowly closed the door and made his way to sit next to Blaine. "She could be here to help you." Kurt saw something different in her eyes, and he wasnt going to let Blaine give up on her that easily.

He shook his head."Like she helped me when my dad was beating the shit out of me?" He took a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut. "When I imagine my mother, all I see is the look of nothingness she gave me when she saw the blood. How she just left me there, like she didnt care. No one ever cares." He took Kurts hand, some of the anger melting. "I mean, no one cares except for you."

Kurt knew how badly Blaine must have been hurting, "Im sorry, Blaine. But maybe shes changed. People can always change." Blaine wasnt responding, his eyes attached to the keys in front of him. "Shes your mom…"

"And my dads my dad, and my grandmothers my grandmother, but that didnt stop them from hurting me."

"I know you dont have much faith in your family, after all theyve put you through."

"Yeah, trying to kill someone isnt the best way to gain trust."

Kurt decided he had to do something to get through to Blaine, so he stood up as if he was going to leave. "You know what? I would give anything to have my mom back, but I cant. So I dont just want to sit here and watch you give up your chance, because you actually have one."

"Kurt- I just-" He looked up at him apologetically. "Im sorry about your mom. But my mother…I just dont want her to hurt me."

Kurt sat back down and looked Blaine right in the eyes. "I promise you this, right now, I will do everything in my power to make sure you are never hurt again. But you cant close yourself off in the fear of pain. I did that to myself for too long and I dont want to see it happen to you."

He was silent for a few moments, finding the courage he needed. "Okay," Blaine sighed. "Ill do it."

"I know you can." If Kurt looked back on his life, this was the moment that changed everything, for without it, his future may have been so very different.

Kurt, Carole, and Burt all waited in the living room while Blaine and his mother talked outside. Kurt was so anxious that he thought he could bite all his nails off, which he hardly did. There wasnt much noise coming from outside, which was a good sign, at least they werent yelling.

His father told Kurt that Blaines mom, Bethany, wanted to help Blaine with his treatment. And by help, she meant pay for it in full.

It was at least an hour before Blaines mother walked in the room, tears in her eyes. "Wheres Blaine?" Kurt asked when Blaine wasnt following behind her.

She wiped a tear off her cheek. "Hes in his room…I just want to thank you all so much for allowing him into your home. And I would like to especially thank you, Kurt, for helping him through these past few months." She met his eyes and gave him a faint smile.

"So whats going to happen from here?" Burt asked.

"Blaine said hed like to discuss it with Kurt alone, when hes ready." She sighed and gripped her bag tightly. "Well I should be getting back to my hotel."

"Are you sure?" Carole asked. "We have plenty of room." Plenty of room aka Finns room.

"Thank you for the offer but I think Blaine needs some time to adjust. Thank you again for all that youve done." She gave them one last smile before leaving, it reminded him a lot of Blaines.

Week 11 Day 5

Blaine never left his room. Not for anything. Kurt wanted to check on him, but then he heard the faint sound of the piano and knew it was that he just wanted to be alone. He understood, so much was going on in his life right now, not like nothing had been happening for the past two years.

However, the next morning Blaine woke him up early, taking him to Jakes Branch Park and leading him to the meadow. The flowers were still as beautiful as ever, even though Blaine hadnt been keeping them up as he used to.

"You were right, shes changed." They were both laying in the grass, their shoulders touching as they stared at the sky through the trees.

Kurt stayed silent, just letting Blaine say what he wanted to say.

"I didnt know…back then…what my father was doing to her." Kurt was about to ask what he did but Blaine cut him to the chase. "He was isolating her from the rest of the world, like my grandmother did to me…not letting her leave the house…I dont understand how I didnt see it…He hit her too, before but it got so much worse after I left…I feel like such an idiot."

"Dont say that, it might have not been so obvious."

"He drove her to become an alcoholic, to be depressed. I could have stopped it if I had stopped feeling sorry for myself and realized that my mom loved me." Kurt heard Blaine laugh to himself, he knew it was probably to hold back the tears. "She said she loves me."

"See, I told you someone loves you. I love you, my parents love you, and now you have your mom loves you, too."

"About six months after I came here she left my dad and the country, where she found someone. He has a son named Charlie and theyre living together. She seems really happy."

"Why didnt she come find you if she was better?"

"My dad never told her I was sick. Once she heard she tried to contact me right away, but my grandmother told her I was fine, that nothing was wrong." Blaine turned to look at Kurt and smiled. "She says she is okay with us. Shes glad Im happy with you." That was good, at least someone in Blaines family accepted him.

"So what does she want to do?" Kurt asked.

Blaine looked back up at the sky, tensing a little. "She wants to pay for my treatment," he exhaled. "She won a lot from my dad in the divorce."

"Are you going to let her?"

"Thats what I wanted to talk to you about. Its more than just letting her pay for the chemotherapy…It wouldnt be here."

"What? Did she find that experimental treatment in Switzerland or something?" Kurt joked.

"No…Germany."

"Germany what?"

"The treatment is in Germany."

Kurt sat up and looked down at Blaine, caught off guard. "She really wants to take you all the way to Europe?"

Blaine wouldnt look at him. "Shes been living there, and her boyfriend knows a specialist. One that will make sure I come out of chemo cancer-free." Blaine closed his eyes. "And she wants me to live with her."

"But—New York and—would I get to see you? How long would it be?"

Blaine covered his eyes. "Months…a year…I dont know."

"So youre leaving me? Across an ocean?"

"I dont think Im going to do it. I know that going would be my best chances but I dont want to leave you like that. I dont know if I could live without you for so long."

"No, Blaine, you have to go. You have to get better." Kurt couldnt let him give up his best chances just because of him. Blaine had to go with his mom, and Kurt wouldnt be the one to stand in the way.

Blaine finally looked at him, and the look in his eyes told Kurt he was more skeptical of going because of the thought of chemotherapy again. "Youre going to be okay," Kurt said. "Youre brave, and youll get through this."

"What if it doesnt work?"

"Dr. Martin said you had good chances. And theyll be even better if you go with your mom." Kurt caressed Blaines cheek, and wiped a tear with his thumb that had fallen. "We both have to be strong."

"Its just—It was so hard the first time."

"I know…But you have to try again. You cant give up."

"I could never give up on you, Kurt."

"And I could never give up on you." Kurt positioned himself over Blaine so he could easily give him a kiss. If saving Blaines life meant that they would be separated across an ocean, then thats just how it would have to be.