A/N: Ok Guys... Here's the sequel. I hope you enjoy it. Please note, as always, We own nothing but the few original characters. If you've seen them on Glee. They're not ours.

CHAPTER ONE

"To turn another, when done as an act of love or compassion, can be one of the most intimate acts a vampire will ever experience, for it binds the sire and childe together by their very essence. Literally, they become two halves of the same soul and for one to exist without the other becomes unthinkable."

-from "Turning: The Sire and Childe Relationship" by Professor Charles Lance

Nathaniel Anderson was waiting in front of the house when Blaine's car whipped into the driveway, nearly taking out a hundred year old tree as it screeched to a stop. He had already done all he needed to as a Council member and Dracul. He had informed both Duncan and Andrew of the most recent development in the life of his son's Chosen One. He had put Michael Sterling to work putting together a statement for when the press inevitably found out what had happened. He had dispatched members of the House Guard to find and deal with Finn Hudson and Carole Hummel. He had even put a call into the family patriarch, as much as the man and he did not see eye to eye, there was no question that Vlad Tepes would be very helpful in this situation. His duty done, it was now time to be a father and as Blaine's father, he ached for the pain his son was feeling right now.

When Blaine got out of the car, Nathaniel wordlessly pulled him into a hug, rubbing soothing circles on his back. For just a moment, Blaine allowed himself to cling to his father, absorbing his strength, before pulling away. Nathaniel sighed. His son always felt the need to be so strong for everyone. He almost never let his guard down, even around him. The vampire lord couldn't help but think that it was his fault his son was the way he was. Nathaniel had been forced to be an absentee parent with Blaine much more frequently than he'd have liked. He hadn't always made the right decisions with his son and had perhaps put more emphasis on duty and the need to be seen as strong and invulnerable then he should have. Sometimes he wished he and Blaine could have had normal lives and not been the Dracul of the Draculesti and his heir, but just Nathaniel and his son Blaine. This was one of those times.

"Blaine…"

"Don't, Dad. Please, just don't right now. I can't…" Blaine's broken voice trailed off and he straightened fighting to regain his composure. Turning away from Nathaniel, he moved back to the car, almost reverently lifting his Chosen One's bloody and lifeless looking form from the back seat. He headed into the house walking towards the usually locked door to the downstairs, quite relieved to find it already unlocked. He moved quickly, but carefully down the steps, followed by his friends and father. He gently laid Kurt down on the bed, his heart aching for his beautiful fiancé. The prince sat down on the bed next to him and clasped his lover's hand, reluctant to lose contact.

"Blaine… I'm so sorry this happened. I know this is not how you wanted it to be for him," Nathaniel murmured, squeezing Blaine's shoulder comfortingly.

"No… it isn't and those responsible for making it this way will pay," Blaine responded, his eyes briefly flashing scarlet.

"I already have people searching for them," Nathaniel agreed. "You shouldn't be concentrating on that right now, however. You need to focus on Kurt. I've sent for Dr. Duvall. He should be here shortly."

"We should get him cleaned up." Nick suggested. "My father will want to examine him and make sure things are progressing correctly."

Blaine nodded, but did not say a word. He was only focused on Kurt.

"I think you guys should leave while Blaine and I do this. Kurt would not want everyone gawking at him," Nick said before shooing everyone out of the room. "Blaine? Why don't you get those clothes off of him while I run the bath and find him something clean?"

Woodenly, Blaine did as Nick suggested and got his mate undressed, trying not to cringe at the myriad of still healing cuts which littered Kurt body, particularly the large gash in his leg which had severed the femoral artery forcing Blaine to turn his Chosen One. Lovingly, he scooped up the unconscious boy into his arms and carried him to the bathtub. He thoroughly wiped away all of the blood that had seeped into Kurt's skin. After he was sure that Kurt was clean, he got him out of the tub, dried him, dressed him in the soft cotton pajamas Nick had provided, and gently placed him in the bed that had already been changed with a fresh set of sheets. Blaine took great care in making sure Kurt was tucked in and had just seated himself at the bedside when he heard someone approaching.

"Blaine? Nick?" Dr. Duvall called out as he came down the steps followed by the rest of the boys.

"Dad." Nick hugged his father tightly.

"Nicholas... Are you alright?" Dr. Duvall asked. He knew how much he and Kurt had bonded and understood that this would be difficult for his son.

"Honestly? No… but I'm not important right now," Nick said, his focus on a lifeless looking Kurt and a distraught Blaine.

"What happened?" Dr. Duvall quietly asked. "What damage was done?"

"Kurt was pushed over the staircase at his house. He landed on a glass table and it severed his femoral artery. He was bleeding out. There was nothing we could do. Help wouldn't have gotten there on time. He was dying. Blaine had to change him."

"All right." Dr. Duvall paused, looking at all of the boys carefully. He knew none of them had ever personally seen a change take place so traumatically, if at all. While he was there ostensibly for Kurt, he knew that all of the boys would need him. "Blaine, I think your father is upstairs and wants to talk to you."

"I can't leave his side." Blaine pleaded. "Please Dr. Duvall… please don't make me."

"Blaine," the doctor said in a firm, but gentle tone. "I have to examine him and make sure his wounds are healing and that his turning is progressing properly. I will make it as quick as I can and then you can come back down. If it makes you feel better, I will have Nick stay with me and assist."

"I… alright," Blaine choked out before placing a lingering kiss on Kurt's forehead. "Dr. Duvall is here, love. He's going to check you over. I'll be just upstairs and as soon as he's done. I'll be right back at your side. I love you baby."

"Come on Blaine," Wes said putting a comforting arm around his cousin and guiding him up the stairs, an unusually sober Jeff following them. Nathaniel met the boys at the top of the steps and took Wes' spot guiding his son towards the stairs which went up to his room.

"Fredrick's examination will take a little while, son. Why don't you get a shower and clean yourself up some? When you're done, you need to feed," Nathaniel added.

"I'm not hungry," Blaine answered automatically.

"You need to eat, Blaine. You need to keep up your strength to help Kurt. When he wakes up, he's going to need to feed from you at least once a day, in addition to the donor blood we'll supply him," Nathaniel asserted. Blaine nodded swallowing convulsively.

"I'll try," he replied.

"Good… now go get that shower. I'll have your dinner waiting for you," Nathaniel ordered. Blaine merely nodded once more and disappeared up the stairs.

"What do we do Uncle Nate? How can we help him?" Wes asked, concern written clearly on his features.

"Your cousin is a very strong, private person, Wesley. He doesn't like people to see how much he is hurting, but he is going to break sooner or later. We need to be there for him when he does. In the meantime, we need to take care of him, while he takes care of Kurt. Make sure he feeds and try to get him to sleep. The Count is on his way from Rome. He'll be able to help Blaine more than all of us put together as he has been through it all himself."

Blaine was showered and sitting in the living room taking small sips from a bottle of blood under his father's watchful gaze by the time Dr. Duvall was done examining Kurt and came to speak with them. Blaine was on his feet the moment he entered the room.

"How is he?" Blaine demanded.

"As far as the damages done to him by the fall, he is almost completely healed." Dr. Duvall answered.

"And the turning… how is it progressing? When will he wake up?"

"Blaine, you know as well as I do, that each change is different. For some, it can be a couple of days and for others, it can take a couple of weeks to complete the whole process. You just have to give it time. You can't rush things; however, Kurt's body doesn't seem to be fighting the process much. He's running a slight fever which is a good indication that your blood is doing its job and ushering in Kurt's transformation. His human genetics are breaking down and his human body is dying. Once that is complete, the vampire DNA will take over, rebuild him, and bring him back. It won't be easy for you to watch, and I will not lie to you, while I have given him medication to make things easier, there is no way to make this completely pain free for him."

"Will he remember? The pain I mean," Blaine said looking devastated. Nathaniel put a steadying arm around his son, who surprisingly leaned into him for support.

"He may have a very hazy memory of it, but many times the brain blocks it out because it's just too traumatic," the doctor responded.

"What can I do to help him?" Blaine asked.

"Just being with him will help. He'll be comforted by your familiar scent because you are both his sire and mate. I'll be by as frequently as I can and I've given Nick instructions for his medication. Other than that, just do what you can to keep him comfortable. He may have periods where his eyes open and he talks or moans, but keep in mind that he isn't really conscious and anything he says or does during these periods is a product of pain and delirium. He won't remember it," Dr. Duvall answered. Blaine nodded.

"I… can I go to him now?" he said almost pleadingly.

"It would probably be the best thing for him. He was starting to get restless before I came up. I think he may have sensed you weren't there," Nick's father said. Blaine started to go before remembering that his father had wanted to speak with him.

"Dad…" Nathaniel interrupted him with a shake of his head.

"Go, son. Be with your mate right now. I can wait," he murmured, giving his son's shoulder a firm, comforting squeeze.

Blaine quickly made his way back down to Kurt. He entered the room to find Nick gently wiping down Kurt's flushed face. His love was tossing and turning slightly on the bed, moaning softly.

"Shh… Kurt its ok," Nick said.

"Blaine," Kurt whimpered. "Please…"

"I'm here love," Blaine comforted, taking Nick's spot at Kurt's bedside, running loving fingers through Kurt's tousled hair. The boy seemed to calm almost immediately and snuggle into Blaine's hand. "I'm not going anywhere."

Hours slipped by as Blaine watched over Kurt. It was the hardest thing he had ever had to do. Sometimes Kurt was so still and quiet, Blaine had to reach out and touch him to reassure himself that his mate was still with him. Other times Kurt thrashed and cried out in pain, begging Blaine to help him. Through it all Blaine listened to the beloved sound of Kurt's heartbeat as it gradually began to slow and stutter. He knew that soon it would stop beating all together, and he wasn't sure if it was heartbreaking because it would mark the end of his mate's humanity or a relief because it also meant the beginning of his return to life as a vampire. Either way, Blaine felt an almost crushing, overwhelming guilt. Kurt was his mate. He should have protected him. He should never have left him alone with his behemoth of a step-brother. He should have ended Finn Hudson before it ever got to this point. He was so completely lost in his grief and self-recrimination that he failed to notice the approaching footsteps, jumping when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Nepot?" Vladimir called. Blaine turned, his face crumpling as he caught sight of his great-grandfather. In a blur of movement, he threw himself at the ancient vampire.

"Bunic," Blaine sobbed brokenly. "I failed him. I failed him so badly."

"Shhh, child. You did not fail your mate. You saved him. This turning was inevitable and though it is not how you planned, this is a good thing. He is safe now from those who would harm him. He is our family now in blood and soul. We protect what is ours, Blaine Vladimir. Those who hurt your mate shall suffer. Do not worry, Nepot. I am here now. I will make sure this wrong is avenged."