Aaron had argued for weeks when his parents had first chosen to send him to Dalton. He had believed it would be full of boys who were posh and sheltered like him. Except he was rebelling against his parents and their money and their functions and their need for everything to be completely perfect all the time. But his arguments had not worked and his parents had packed his bags for him and left him at the school doors wearing the uniform he would have to wear five days an week for the next four years.

He hadn;t made friends at Dalton, the other freshmen saw him as angry and sour, which he was but at middle school he had always found other boys just as angry to hang around with and moan about the world. It was about three weeks in that he sneaked down the hallway to watch the Warblers perform. Yes they seemed a little prim and proper and they had a lot of rules and traditions but when they let loose their moves were sweet and they did sing a few tunes.

Aaron had never had any interest in singing but then again he had never gone three weeks without saying a word to anybody. He tried out singing a Bon Jovi song (old school can still be cool) and secured himself a place in the group humming along at the back. It wasn't glamorous but it came with a ready made group of friends.

That day had started normally. He had gone to his lesson and eaten potatoes and stew. Then he had gone to his room and done homework until the evening Warbler practice. Thad had banged his gavel against the desk.

"I call this session to order. I see no issues on the book are there any to be raised in the room."

There was no response.

"Okay, in that case on with practice. Have you all been practicing uptown girl?"

Aaron mumbled yes along with everybody else.

"Okay, triangular formation to start moving on to linear and then break free, I don't want any fighting for the spot light. Sebastian you are lead."

Sebastian Smyth, the rather smug and sarcastic seeming lead singer smiled and waved at everybody to get into the formation. Aaron took his place at the back. They had only just broken into the linear Poston on the first run through when the heavy wooden doors banged open.

A scarily furious boy with curly hair hanging down in front of his eyes and a deep scowl on his face walked in.

"Blaine!" Thad exclaimed.

The boy Blaine ignored him walking straight of to Sebastian. Aaron flinched as Blaine hit Sebastian square in the jaw with enough force to knock him over. Blaine did not stop, he kicked Sebastian in the stomach making him curl up.

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you." The boy growled.

Sebastian tried to cover his head as Blaine kicked him again and again until the other boys in the room finally snapped too and Thad and Logan grabbed Blaine's arms and pulled him backwards.

Aaron looked down at Sebastian lying on the floor coughing and wiping blood from his lips and then up at the deranged boy still fighting against Thad and Logan's hold on him until Jeff stood in front of him and pushed backwards on his shoulders.

"Blaine what the hell?" Thad said.

"He raped Kurt." Blaine said surging forwards again.

"He's crazy." Sebastian said fron t he floor where he had been able to raise himself up on an elbow.

"What?" Jeff asked surprised.

Aaron looked around, his other freshman warblers looked just as surprised as he did but the older boys although surprised seemed to know who the boy was and who he was talking about.

"He raped Kurt. After Regionals, in the locker room." Blaine said turning his head to Thad and then looking back with hatred at Sebastian. "He tried to kill himself because of you."

"Kurt tried to kill himself?" Logan said stunned.

"Yes."

"He's nuts, Kurt slit his wrists because he's a crappy boyfriend and he's gone insane from guilt."

The other boys seemed to be starting to come out of their shock and take in what was going on. Aaron still had no idea, but this was the most exciting thing to ever happen at Dalton.

"He tried to kill himself because you raped him!" Blaine shouted struggling once more against the hold of the three taller could see tears running down his face and he suddenly felt a surge of sympathy as he realized that somebody this boy loved had been hurt. Now the Warblers were all looking at Sebastian, still on the floor still bleeding from his mouth. There was something about him, Aaron could see that now, something vicious about the way he talked to the distressed boy, something desperate in his eyes.

"He's nuts." Sebastian said looking around the room at the other boys.

"I have evidence, those text, you just couldn;t stop yourself could you?"

Something inside Blain seemed to collapse. Jeff caught him and held him tight giving a worried glance to Logan and Thad.

"Why him? I love him. Why did you hurt him? Why couldn't you leave us alone?"

The doors slammed open a second time and Mr. Watson the head teacher stormed straight in looking down at Sebastian and across at Blaine. The noise must have been heard all the way down to his office.

"I've called the police. Mr Smyth, do you need to go to the hospital."

"The nurse please Mr. Watson."

Mr. Watson nodded.

"Mr. Anderson." He shook his head. "I had not expected this of you."

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The whole family had decided to get an early night. The Hudson Hummel clan had been through a lot in the last week and they were all exhausted. Burt had checked that Kurt was fast asleep and that his door was wide open before going to his own bedroom. He closed the door as he and Carole got undressed and then opened it again so that he would be able to hear Kurt. He looked down the hallway and saw that Finn also had kept his door open. He smiled lightly to himself. They were all keeping their ears open for Kurt that night and he and Carole already had an unspoken agreement to check in on him during the night.

The phone woke Burt up suddenly. At first he looked around groggily wondering why his alarm clock had gone off then when he had come too slightly he took the phone and answered it as he walked to Kurt's room to check he was alright.

"Hello."

"Mr Hummel?"

"Speaking."

Burt glanced into Kurt's room. He was sleeping peacefully. Obviously tired out completely from the way he had pushed himself during the day. He turned away not wanting to wake him.

"My name is officer Davis at the Westerville police station. Are you the legal guardian of Blaine Hummel?"

"Blaine? Do you mean Anderson?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end and for a second Burt wondered if there had been some kind of accident. He preyed silently that there had not been Kurt would not survive losing Blaine.

"The teacher said his name was Anderson but the boy said his name was Hummel and as the others agreed with him we wondered if the teacher had got it wrong. Are you his guardian?"

Burt let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, Blaine was alright. But that meant the police were calling for some other reason. He quickly made a decision.

"Is he at the police station?"

"Yes." The police officer must have taken this as an agreement to him being Blaine's guardian. "We need you to come, we can;t interview him without an adult."

"I'm on my way, I'll be about an hour and a half."

He hung up and walked to his bedroom to start getting dressed. Carole looked up as he walked in.

"Who was that?"

"The police, they've got Blaine."

Carole sat up shocked.

"Why?"

"Didn't ask."

"Why did they call you?"

"He called himself Hummel."

"Why?"

"Didn't ask." Burt finished buttoning up his shirt and bent to kiss her on the cheek.

"Look." He said with a sigh. "That kid's been through a lot lately and he's really been there for Kurt. I think I owe him the opportunity to explain face to face."

Carole nodded running her hands through her hair.

"Look after Kurt for me."

"I will."

"Don't tell him about Blaine."

She shook her head in agreement. Burt kissed her again and went downstairs. Burt made himself a mug of coffee before getting in the car. Westerville police station was well over and hours drive away.