MIRROR: The same dream as before.

The rain surrounds him and once again he's peering over the ledge, looking down at the black asphalt of the abandoned playground. He watches as droplets cascade off the windows and metal bars. He breathes steadily as he steps forward and he feels his legs give out under him. He grabs for something, anything, and almost yelps out of joy when his finger wrap around a cold, metal bar. But he knows. He knows it won't hold him for long. Angry clouds rumble overhead and he feels his clothes get wetter and wetter, weighing him down. He wants to scream, but he's had this dream so many times before. He knows there's no point. No one will come. Blaine feels the sting of tears and his eyes start to well up. Soon his face is wet both with rainwater and tears. His hands start to slip off the pole. This is it. He's going to fall. He's going to die all alone. But something in his heart tells him to try. Just this time, it says. Try. So he does.

"Help!" he hears himself shout. "Somebody, help me!"

Blaine hears nothing but the echo of his voice and the sound of the rain. He knows it's pointless to even try. He hangs his head down, closes his eyes, and prepares for the worse.

Blaine nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels a warm hand grip his wrist tightly. He looks up to see the blue-green eyes of

"Kurt," he gasps. Kurt nods and smiles at him.

"Did you trip?" Kurt asks. Blaine nods.

"Well, you better be careful next time, little bro," he hears someone say next to Kurt. The person steps forward and he sees his brother beaming at him. Blaine's face breaks into a wide grin.

"I will," he says. "Will you help me up?" Kurt and Cooper look at each other, then back at Blaine.

"Of course we will," they say in unison. They grab both of his arms and haul him up. They land in a heap on the roof and stand up, laughing. Blaine doesn't even know why they're laughing, but he's so happy that he laughs too.

"You came," Blaine says. "You came to save me."

Kurt looks at him with a confused expression. "Of course we came," he says.

"Why wouldn't we?" Cooper asks, mirroring Kurt's expression. Blaine looks sheepishly at the floor.

"I thought you wouldn't care," he admits. Cooper lets out a soft chuckle and takes Blaine's hand. Kurt takes Blaine's other hand and together they lead him to the edge of the building. Blaine doesn't want to look down. He was seconds from being on that ground, dead and gone forever. He stares straight ahead and watches as a bolt of lightning flashes in the distance.

"Look down," Cooper says. Blaine whips his head to look at Cooper.

"What?"

Kurt moves closer to him and, patting his hand reassuringly, he whispers: "Look down."

So Blaine does. The playground is no longer abandoned. It takes him a moment to recognize everyone, but he smiles as his eyes fall on his parents, Burt, Carole, Finn, Rachel, and the rest of the New Direction smiling up at him with arms outstretched. More people are coming and Blaine can practically feel his heart melt in his chest as he sees the Warblers walking toward the building with arms outstretched too. Blaine looks back at Kurt and Cooper.

"What does this mean? Why are they here?" Blaine asks them. Cooper wraps his arm around Blaine's shoulder.

"Just in case you fell, they would be right there to catch you," Cooper says. "We'll always be here to catch you."

And at the moment, Blaine knows he'll be okay. No matter what happens, he'll be okay.