He blinked, but then realized she was going to the fridge, and he smiled when she came back with a beer for each of them. He took his, then pondered her question. "Honestly? I felt like I'd said or done something wrong. Most of that was me beating myself up because of it," he explained.

"I mean...I never thought I'd have something like this--you. And quite frankly, I don't want to **** it up. And stumbling over my words, I felt like I might have," he said, taking a long swig of beer. He was definitely going to need it. If his explanation even made sense. To him, it did.

Lee shook her head as she listened to Blaine’s answer about why he had been upset earlier. He had been upset because he thought he had said something wrong, something that could have messed things up between them? Lee just kept shaking her head.

”You didn’t say anything wrong or mess anything up,” Lee whispered as she looked at Blaine. Then she took a sip of her own beer before looking back up at him. ”You surprised me, and it scared me, but not for the reason you’d probably think.”

Lee swallowed as her eyes dropped to her hand holding the beer. ”Do you remember how I said I don’t even know if I can love again? What if I can’t? With what you said...I don’t want to hurt you.”

He nodded silently, taking another swig of his beer. For awhile, he just didn't know what to say to that, and so he just sat and thought, nursing his beer as he tried to find the right words. If only he wasn't so bad at that, he could have woven a string of words together to make everything better. But...that wasn't him.

Finally, he spoke. "I don't know if you can or not...but...right now I don't care. Whatever this is, we've got something going for us here," he said as he looked over at her. "Maybe it's not...that, but whatever the hell it is...I like it." He followed this up with another swig of beer.

Lee’s eyes were still on her beer bottle in front of her, so she didn’t see Blaine’s nod. All she knew was that he wasn’t saying anything. So she took a sip of her beer, then another, as she waited for some sort of reaction from Blaine.

When he finally spoke, Lee’s eyes moved up to Blaine. And as he continued, Lee smiled. ”I have to say, I like this too,” Lee said, the smile growing on her face. Then she dropped her eyes for a moment as she reached her hand out to grab his before she looked back up into Blaine’s eyes. ”I do think this is something special,” Lee continued, her smile growing a bit more. ”Very special.”

He just so happened to look down right as she took his hand in hers, and it made him smile. That, coupled with her words, removed any doubt he may have had. What they had wasn't necessarily normal, anyway, but it was theirs. His eyes trained on their hands again as his thumb gently began to stroke her hand as he drank a little more of his beer. It didn't take his thumb long to find a rhythm, and once he had, he looked away.

"I think this is pretty special too," he murmured as he set his beer on the coffee table, leaning back a little as he looked down at her, taking in every feature of her face, as he often did. It made him smile even wider as the last bit of negative emotion just...melted away.

Lee was looking at Blaine, but his eyes were looking down. And then she felt his thumb moving back and forth on her hand. Lee smiled, she couldn't help it. Then he lifted his eyes and was looking at her again. Agreeing that this, what they had, was special.

Lee had thought she would have to explain, she had been ready to explain about why she wasn't sure she would be able to fall in love again. But sitting there looking at Blaine, things finally arming to be back to normal between them, Lee wasn't sure she could anymore; if she did, how long would it take to get back to this point again?

But he deserved to know, didn't he? Though, he had said he didn't care, not right then. ”I do really care for you.” Lee finally whispered as she looked at Blaine. ”A lot more than I thought I would. And that's kind of startling on its own. But I'm happy.”

"As someone who's never cared before...yeah it is startling," he said softly. "And I don't scare easy." Leaning forward, he grabbed his beer and finished it off before setting the empty bottle on the table.

He took a breath, still holding her hand. "I don't know how or why this happened so fast. But...to me the important thing is, it happened."

Blaine said that he didn’t scare easily, and Lee nodded. She figured that was probably true, considering his powers and training. But Lee knew that this was totally different.

Totally different, but they both seemed to be quite happy about it, and Lee smiled at Blaine. Then she laughed slightly, her smile becoming a bit playful, something that had been missing all night. ”Maybe I’m just that great?” Lee asked with a bit of a shrug.

He found himself as relaxed as he usually was around her by this point. Things were relatively back to normal now, and this helped out quite a bit. He smiled at her remark, just as playfully.

"Oh I know that, he murmured. "I found that out when you walked forty-five minutes out of your way just to give me my jacket. After patching me up at work." He chuckled slightly; though their talking and the emotional bond they formed was also a big factor in this.

Lee just shrugged when Blaine said that her bringing his jacket that first night had showed how great she was. ”This really isn’t all that far,” Lee said softly as she looked over at Blaine. ”I could probably go for a 3 hour run just as easily after leaving the bar.

“Plus,” Lee continued, the playful tone coming back into her voice. ”Patching you up just gave me a good excuse to checkout all your artwork,” she finished with a wink.

"I still thought it was a big deal for you to do that," he replied, still looking at her. He hadn't taken his eyes off of her for several minutes, but he couldn't help it.

Then, he gave another playful smirk. "You sure my artwork was all you were checking out?" he quipped, surprising even himself on that one. Maybe he'd been hanging out with some of the regulars too long.

It was slight, but Lee blushed when Blaine said he thought it was a big deal she'd brought his jacket that night.

And then he asked if it really had just been his tattoos she'd been checking out. The blush intensified. ”It was,” Lee said trying to defend herself, though the blush was hindering that a fair bit. ”Well, at first it was. Though I have definitely done some admiring since then.”

The blush always made him smile; not that he meant to make her do that, but somehow he always managed to.

Though she did have the right to admire him, all things considered. "Good. That way I'm not the only one," he said with a wink. Letting go of her hand, he slipped his arm around her shoulder, sliding closer.

Now things were back as they should be.

Lee laughed slightly when she heard Blaine’s answer. ”Oh, is that why I’m not allowed to sleep here?” Lee teased. ”Because you don’t want me to see you checking yourself out in the mirror in the morning?”

As she finished speaking, Lee felt Blaine sliding closer to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, and she smiled. This was much better, much more normal. Bit like things had been for most of the night. Leaning her head against Blaine's shoulder, Lee sighed softly. This was much more like it.

”You know,” Lee said softly after a minute. ”It might be an idea for you to meet Kevin sooner rather than later. If you wanted to.”

He met her joke with a deadpan stare, then smiled again. "I meant I may find opportunities to admire you," he said simply, before settling back in, not noticing his face blushed almost to the point where it was purple.

And then the conversation got a little more serious as she mentioned him meeting Kevin. His blush faded, and he gave a nod. "That would be a good idea. Only question is when you'd want to arrange this." He looked down at her again, still smiling.