Hello,

this is the final chapter for this story. It's been really fun writing it, and although this chapter may end with many questions unanswered, that is the point.

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As Kurt gathered his things to go to Blaine's house, a million thoughts raced through his head: why did Blaine's parent's keep his adoption a secret? How is Blaine? Did his adoption have anything to do with his parent's murders? He sent a text to Blaine saying he was on his way before heading outside.

Blaine's Aunt's house was much closer to Kurt's house so it would only take Kurt about twenty minutes to reach him. In that time, Kurt let his thoughts mull over in his head and came to the conclusion that he needed to be there for Blaine, regardless of his own shock at the news. He would confide in his own father later.

He pulled into the driveway to see Blaine peering through the curtains in the living room window. They met each other at the door hesitantly, each not sure whether to make the first move or not. Blaine's eyes were rimmed-red and he sniffled from his place in the doorway. Kurt wasn't sure whether to cry with him or gather him in his arms, however, he settled for the latter and felt Blaine go limp against him.

They didn't speak. Words meant nothing to them, and a couple minutes later found them sitting on Blaine's bed in an awkward silence. Kurt curled his fingers around Blaine's hand and said gently, "Tell me about it."

Blaine closed his eyes and reopened them slowly. "My…Aunt told me about an…hour ago how she got a lead from two…detectives who told her that they had reason to believe that my parents were involved in a seventeen year old abduction because my…adoption papers were forged." Blaine hung his head, "They were never going to tell me that I was adopted."

"What else happened?" Kurt asked. He was a little lost. How did Blaine's parent's involvement in a cold case have to do with their death? Unless…the murderer's were Blaine's biological parents. But why did they wait seventeen years to kill the Andersons'? Unless, they were searching for Blaine all this time and finally found him. But why did they have to murder the powerful couple anyway? Was it out of spite or anger? So many questions would be left unanswered for a really long time.

"She said that my…biological parents are suspected to have committed the murder because they were blackmailed by my…other parents. I just don't understand why they had to kill them."

"Did your Aunt tell you how they were blackmailed?" Kurt asked gently, still clutching Blaine's hand.

Blaine shook his head. "No. She doesn't know either, but whatever they did…it must have been really bad."

Kurt paused for a fraction of a second before gathering Blaine in his arms once more. This wasn't fair. It shouldn't have happened to him, and yet, stuff like this happens all the time. Kurt could feel Blaine's face nestled in the crook of his neck, which was already becoming wet with Blaine's tears.

"I'm sorry," Kurt apologized. "I'm so, so sorry," he chanted until Blaine's tears ran dry and he lay exhausted in Kurt's arms.

One day later:

"Sources confirm that Mr. and Mrs. Anderson were murdered in the home by two people who are rumored to be the biological parents of the teenage boy they leave behind. Mr. and Mrs. Anderson are also confirmed to have forged adoption papers seventeen years ago, which they used as a cover-up to abduct a child who has been missing for almost eighteen years." Kurt watched as Blaine listened intently to the story, which had been named: A Failed Cover-Up, as if Blaine's parents had failed to stay alive as they were being murdered.

One Week Later:

Blaine sat back against the seat in his therapist's office once more. A lot had happened since he had been there last, and he couldn't deny that he had a lot on his mind.

"How do you feel about the recent events?" His therapist began, looking at him intently.

"I have a lot of mixed feelings," Blaine mumbled under his breath.

The woman tilted her head to the right, "Like what?"

"I'm kind of mad at everyone. I'm mad that my parents kidnapped me but made me believe I was their's from birth, and I'm also mad that my biological parents murdered the two people I've spent my entire life with. I feel like my parents have been taken away from me, even though they're not my biological parents."

She nodded. "That's a lot of feelings to process, and it's normal to be mad."

"It just makes me feel guilty."

"That's understandable, and actually really normal too."

Blaine sighed. "When will I stop feeling this way?"

"It will take a while. It will help to talk to your Aunt, Kurt, me and anybody else that you feel okay talking too." She paused, "Talking helps."

Two Hours Later:

How was your session?" Kurt asked Blaine as they curled up on the sofa to watch a movie, while Carole bustled about in the kitchen.

"It was…okay," Blaine said thoughtfully. "She told me that it would take time for me to…be okay, if that's even the right word, with what's happened." Blaine licked his lips and continued, "I think that I'm glad I know what happened; I feel glad that I'm living with everything out in the open."

Kurt smiled. "It will take time for everything to settle down, but I'm glad you feel that way."

Blaine grinned slowly back.

Some say ignorance is bliss, but what is left unsaid can also lead to dangerous consequences.

End.