“Alright, guys!” Mr. Shuester said as the end of glee practice wrapped up, “Great job today!  Work on your assignments and I’ll see you next week”.

Blaine rose from his usual chair next to Kurt as they interlocked hands and headed out of the choir room.  The rest of the glee club members were rushing out the doors at record speed.  Not only was it was Friday, but the weather was unseasonably warm for mid-March, giving the kids a particularly intense case of spring fever.

“Still coming over to study for a bit?” Kurt questioned as they walked through the hallway following after the stream of overexcited teenagers in front of them.

“Of course,” Blaine replied, “Your dad knows you won’t be home for dinner though, right?”

“Of course he knows, Blaine!” Kurt said, “It’s our one year anniversary!  We’ve been planning this dinner for weeks!”

“Just checking,” Blaine smiled.

Today, March 15th, 2012 marked the 365th day that he and Kurt had been dating.  Sometimes, he couldn’t believe how quickly time had passed, but other times he felt like he had known Kurt his whole life.  He had never felt closer with a single person in his whole life.  Not even his family.  Especially his family, he considered as an afterthought.  It was natural for them, being together.  Simple.  Easy.  Well, as easy as it is for two gay teenagers living in conservative Ohio.

After several calls and a hefty deposit, he and Kurt had managed to secure a private room at Breadstix tonight, complete with candles and sparking cider.  A romantic dinner just for the two of them. 

Blaine couldn’t understand how he had gotten so lucky.  Most people never experience a connection like the one that he and Kurt have, especially not in high school.  He smiled contentedly as he and his boyfriend made their way to the parking lot, buzzing with excitement for the night to come.

As they turned to head in the direction of Kurt’s Navigator, Blaine noticed a familiar vehicle parked by the curb in front of the entrance to McKinley.  He stopped in his tracks.

“What’s wrong?” Kurt asked when he noticed Blaine was no longer at his side.

Blaine continued to stare at the car in disbelief.  He opened his mouth to make some kind of response, but nothing came out.

“Do you know that person?” Kurt questioned further, as he followed Blaine’s gaze toward the jet black 1967 Chevrolet Impala.

The figure in the driver’s seat smirked at him and raised his hand to give a small wave.  Without answering Kurt, Blaine strode over to the driver’s side window, which was being rolled down as he made his way over.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Blaine shouted at the man.

“Blaine!” Kurt cried, his surprise at Blaine’s sudden change in demeanor evident in his voice, “What are you doing?”

“I said,” Blaine continued, ignoring Kurt once again, “What are you doing here?”

The man continued to smirk back at him as he replied, “Well, it’s nice to see you too, Blainey!  How are things in good old Lima, Ohio?  Your new school seems nice!”

Blaine simply glared back at him.

“Blaine….” Kurt said slowly, reaching to place a hand on his boyfriend’s tense shoulder, “What’s going on?”

Blaine continued to glare for a few more moments before he sighed and turned to face Kurt.  He tried to speak, but how was he possibly supposed to explain this to Kurt?

“Cooper Anderson,” the man beamed, extending a hand through the car window toward Kurt, “I’m Blainey’s brother.  Are you a friend of his?”

“Oh!  I’m Kurt Hummel.  Blaine never mentioned he had a brother,” Kurt replied, narrowing his eyes at Blaine.

“Look, I can explain….” Blaine started.

“Actually, I’m not sure if we have time for you to relay the whole fascinating history of the Anderson family,” Cooper interrupted, “We really should get going.  Sorry Kurt, it’s going to have to wait.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you!  Kurt and I have plans.  Goodbye, Cooper,” Blaine said tightly as he made to turn away from the Impala with Kurt.

“Care to explain why over the past year we have been together you never once mentioned that you have an older brother?” Kurt whispered as they stepped away from the car, frustration and hurt evident in his voice.

“It’s sort of a complicated situation….” Blaine began.

“Hey, listen to me!” Cooper called after them, “Blaine you really need to come with me now.  Family stuff.”

“Yeah, well, whatever ‘stuff’ is going on I’m sure you can handle it,” Blaine yelled back.

“Blaine!” Cooper shouted, “…. Please come with me.”

Blaine stopped and turned toward the car once more.  After sharing a hard look with Cooper, he turned to Kurt and said, “Listen, I have to deal with whatever mess Cooper’s gotten himself into.  I promise I’ll explain everything later, okay?”

“Alright,” Kurt said worriedly and still slightly put off, “You owe me quite the explanation though.  Take your time and call me once you figure things out.  I’ll meet you at the restaurant.  I love you.”

“I love you too,” Blaine replied, managing a small smile before placing a kiss on Kurt’s cheek and heading toward the passenger side door of the Impala.

Blaine climbed into the car and closed the passenger door behind him as Cooper started the engine and began to pull away.

“Nice to meet you,” Cooper nodded in Kurt’s direction before accelerating quickly out of the parking lot, leaving Kurt in the dust.

 Once they were on the main road, Cooper turned up the radio to full blast, emitting ear-piercing classic rock music.  Blaine immediately turned the dial back down.

“Oh, come on, Blaine,” Cooper complained, “Relax a little!”

“You want me to relax?” Blaine exclaimed, “I have absolutely no reason to be relaxed right now!  How can you think you have any right to just barge back into my life like this?  I told you years ago that I don’t want anything to do with you or dad or your hunts anymore!  I’m done.  I have my own life!”

“Come on, Blaine you can’t escape this life!  Hunting ghosts and spirits…. It’s who you are!”

“No,” Blaine insisted, “No it’s not.  I won’t let it be.  I won’t join in with you on dad’s…. crusade to find the thing that killed Mom.  It’s been 16 years and we’ve found nothing.  Killing every other evil thing out there won’t do us any good.  It won’t bring her back.  She’s gone, Cooper!”

“Don’t talk about her that way!” Cooper hissed.

Blaine directed his gaze out the window, looking anywhere but at his brother.  The silence hung between them, thick and palpable. 

“So, what’s the deal anyway?” Blaine mumbled after a few more minutes of tension filled silence, “What ‘family stuff’ do you absolutely need me for?”

Cooper sighed heavily and turned to look Blaine in the eye as they came to a stop at the next traffic light.

“Dad’s missing”.