AN: I'd like to thank everyone for the wait, I hope this chapter can meet to expectations. I have posted more of it on Tumblr (would be very very thankful for some reblogs – Blaine's puppy dog eyes -) To get to the work please go to my tumblr blog, username: the-blaineger-zone and there should be a link on the blog. Again thank you, I'm glad that this fic has been so well received.

Chapter Two

Nervous. Why was he so nervous, this should be nerve wracking for Kurt, but for Blaine, he didn't know what he was doing and he was a little ashamed of that fact. At forty, one would be expected to be in a serious relationship, if not a marriage with some kids bordering on their tween or teen years. They should not be trying to take deep breaths and figure out if what they were doing was making a good impression on a man in their twenties.

That was where his situation was very strange at this point.

He had promised Kurt he would wait for him and he had had a lot of support for the fact that he had not had sex with another guy and had only been kissed by other guys three times in a long twenty years. There was more than one occasion, okay probably many many years, when Blaine Hummel-Anderson believed that he was living as a monk. He honestly wasn't sure whether his body worked in those ways anymore.

And now as his skilled fingers tapped awkwardly against the clipboard he felt as if he was a child again who couldn't breathe.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked nervously as Blaine felt his hands shaking even more, "Are you okay? You are Blaine Anderson right?"

Blaine froze and forced a smile onto his face as he turned, the nervousness of a sixteen year old shown on that much older man's face, "It's Blaine Hummel-Anderson still," he tried to smile, fiddling with the glasses just a bit. "Most of the people here know me as Doctor Hummel, so...we're going to need some blood work," he whispered as he ran his finger down the side of the pen and wrote the note down. They used notepaper and binders and folders still though it was easy just to run the documents and get them all electronically filed as well. Hard copies just seemed more lasting in a way. "How are you feeling?" he inquired, staring at the pen and the time.

For twenty years he had been awaiting this date and now that it was here he was ill prepared. He couldn't make eye contact with Kurt because he didn't want to hear that Kurt thought he was old or a disappointment. The brunette looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "Well I'd quite like to know the date if that's okay and if my husband will still allow me to love him?"

Okay, that was another jolt that Blaine wasn't expecting. In all logical sense it would be right for Kurt to say love, but it had been so long and Blaine was worrying in the way a man his age shouldn't. He nodded and sat next to Kurt, looking at the gorgeous body and face of the man he still adored. "It's November 9th 2036" he smiled before looking at Kurt, reaching out nervously to touch him but then pulling back, "You've been in a cryogenic state for twenty year, five months, and four days." Blaine noticed the way Kurt was watching him and he bowed his head, "I still very much love you Kurt," he whispered, "Though I can understand if perhaps the age difference between the tw-"

Kurt sighed as he held Blaine's hand tight with a smile, "Will you stop worrying so much? To me you're still the same Blaine, well maybe only on an emotional sense but I'm always going to give you the chance, don't be so scared of me." Kurt whispered, his eyes running over the appearance of his betrothed as he attempted to draw in the knowledge of who this was.

"So, is there anything that I can do to make this easier on you?" Blaine asked, still keeping a slightly business like approach to protect himself.

"You said you're a doctor," Kurt grinned as Blaine coughed and straightened up a little, eyes downcast on the floor. Would Kurt scold him for giving up on his acting ambitions? Would he say that Blaine had been a coward and that he had wasted his talents on this job? Was this job too serious for the younger Blaine he knew? "Well, you're an incredibly sexy physician."

"I'm chief of medicine really," Blaine whispered as Kurt nodded slowly, "I went through several years of education and then a residency followed by a fellowship before being made chief of medicine which I have been since I was thirty eight. Did a bit of research, several years of college lecturing on different subjects, won some prestigious awards and developed the drug which I will be using to cure you from the terminal illness of twenty years ago."

Kurt took a deep breath in, scaring the doctor again and turned back with a grin. Blaine had done so so much and he had really accomplished more than Kurt thought possible, but the fact that he looked so nervous about making a good impression was something that made Kurt feel more awkward. He loved Blaine and even as he looked at this middle aged man who was older than Mr Schue, he couldn't stop seeing the teenager he fell in love with. He wanted to joke to diffuse the tension and so commented, "All of that and you're only forty," he grinned playfully as Blaine fidgeted again.

"For-Forty Two," he whispered. "Anyway, I have taken charge of looking after you so you'll be in the best care that both the hospital and I personally can provide. I'll have to start you on a drug therapy from now until, well let's see how you're doing in January, and then we've set you up with the Wallherberg suite which is on the seventh floor when you're feeling better as we, I especially, really don't want you going around New York until it is clear that you are ready to do so."

This was weird, it was getting even weirder for Kurt and he kept feeling that Blaine was pushing him aside, too nervous about everything as if he was hiding something.

"Blaine," the brunette said calmly, his heart hurting about this, "If you've got a partner or a family even or just somebody you're in love with it's okay, I understand, I don't know why you haven't married them or..." he saw Blaine's face, such shock and pain and Kurt didn't understand what it all meant. Blaine looked down and Kurt saw him tremble slightly so reached out for his wrist, "Is something?"

Blaine shook his head, attempting to hide the tear that had escaped his eye, "I have two cats," he smiled softly as Kurt nodded slowly, not sure what this had to do with anything. "Noah and Allie. They're the only two at home for me." He sighed and stretched on the chair, "I promised you I'd wait for you right, so I have been, I've been waiting and working towards the day when you would wake up. I haven't wanted any other guys Kurt and I haven't had any." He sighed and gave a simple shrug, "I haven't had sex for over twenty years, guess that's what you call really out of practice."

He laughed softly and Kurt beamed, that laugh was so familiar, it was so Blaine. Every so often Kurt would notice something that was definitely the Blaine that he had gone to sleep after seeing. "I hope that I don't disappoint."

"Never," Blaine smiled with a grin as he turned his loving eyes to Kurt again, "I adore you. You're the only person that I've ever wanted, it's me that is going to be the disappointment. I mean, I'll probably have a bald spot soon and all these wrinkles and..."

"Perfect," Kurt joked as he moved towards the edge of the bed and slipped his hand down Blaine's neck, knocking the stethoscope slightly so that it landed on Blaine's heart, and kissed him, pressing his lips so passionately against the doctors and Blaine allowed his body to work into the kiss as he knew that the lips and pressure were just what he needed. Their mouths were created to join.

"Doctor Hummel,"

Blaine blinked as Kurt pulled back and with a huge, loving smile at Kurt, Blaine turned back to look at the senior staff nurse in the doorway. "Matt, this is Kurt Hummel-Anderson," he tried to introduce as the other man's eyes widened and he coughed before repeating Blaine's formal name.

"Doctor Hummel, we've got a woman demanding to see you, Lorelai Madison," Matt said quickly as Blaine stood, "Apparently there was some kind of..."

"Of..." Blaine said as Kurt gazed at him, so this was Doctor Hummel at work on some urgent business, was it?

"social dinner and now she just has to get work done on her neck, I told her that since she's the wife of the head of the board that you'd..."

"I'll handle it," Blaine nodded before looking at Kurt, without saying anything they communicated what was going on and Blaine left with a promise he'd be back and another kiss on Kurt's lips.

Blaine quickly got everything together as they made it down the halls of the hospital and into the elevator whilst Matt accompanied him. Matt glanced at the huge smile on Blaine's face though and whispered, "Someone's got some arm candy. Didn't think you'd be into the young kids Doctor Hummel."

Blaine looked away, "He's just woken up from cryogenic sleep, and it's not just the young kids I ignore Nurse Perot, I honestly ignore every individual in a romantic sense apart from the man you just met upstairs. Now, I think business needs attending to."