"Hey, this is Kurt. Um, I'm staying in Lima for a bit longer, just until after Regionals. I kinda hoped I'd be able to tell you in person but I can't seem to reach you…uh. I hope you're okay and your exams are going well. I love you. See you next week, okay?"

Adam watched Kurt hang up the phone and smiled. The reason Kurt didn't reach him was because Adam was there with him in Lima, keeping out of sight. It wasn't that he didn't trust Kurt - he had been very clear about Blaine and him not hooking up now that he was in an exclusive relationship with Adam - but he didn't trust Blaine. And besides that, Adam just wasn't sure he could be without Kurt that long. He had even considered telling him that and coming with him, but hadn't dared to. The last thing Kurt needed after Blaine was someone clingy. So, he had told Kurt he couldn't come because of midterms, and watched him from the sidelines.

Kurt loved him. Adam couldn't get tired of hearing that. Kurt was the first and only person to ever tell him that. Of course, that was rather obvious since the souls he guided towards the light weren't really interested in him romantically, but still. He sat back on a desk and basked in the feeling.

"Excuse me, you're sitting on something of mine, aren't you?"

Adam was shaken out of his reverie and looked at the wide-eyed woman standing in the doorway. He remained silent. Could she see him? Adam had followed Kurt down the hall as he had made his phone call, not really looking where he was going, and he had somehow ended up in a small and very clean office with very unusual posters ("So you like to catfish?"). Now, a ginger-haired woman was staring right at him, even though he was supposed to be invisible.

"Please, just…don't mess up my things," she said, still looking at him.

Adam dropped his guards and showed himself. She gasped. "I forgot how young you looked," she whispered.

"You know who I am?" Adam asked incredulously. The woman shook her head.

"But I know what you are," she replied. "Please tell me it's one of us, one of the teachers, and not one of my kids. They are so young. They have so much life ahead of them."

Adam quickly shook his head. "No, no. I'm not here for that. I'm just…it's only…" In the hallway, Kurt made his way back to the choir room, tucking his phone back into his breast pocket. Adam followed him with his eyes. His feelings must have shown on his face, because the woman said:

"Ah. I understand. Oh honey, it's hard, isn't it?"

"What do you mean?"

"I think we should talk."

The woman walked into her office and closed the door behind her. She shooed Adam off her table and gestured for him to take a seat opposite of her.

"My name is Emma, I'm the students' guiding counsellor. Now, I know you're not a student, but I don't think there are many guiding counsellor offices for angels, right?"

"Right," Adam replied, still wondering how she could have known he was there. Maybe she was a clairvoyant? Just in case she wasn't, it was only polite to tell her his name. "I'm Adam."

"Okay Adam, I don't have any flyers for this but if I did, I guess they would say… um… something like 'So You Can't Touch the Person You Love'." She looked at him as if that explained everything.

Adam sighed. He was used to being invisible, but apparently he was also transparent when he let people see him. "Yes, I guess that part isn't so easy," he admitted.

"In this flyer, though, which would have to stay our little secret, I would explain how you can remedy that," the woman continued, and offered him a sweet smile. Adam's eyes grew wide.

"I can?"

"You can become mortal."

Adam stared at her for a moment. "How?"

Emma smiled. "Free will. You can choose to give up immortality and fall down to earth, as it were, and stay there to live a mortal life."

"Fall down? But I am already on earth," Adam replied.

"Not really, though, are you? Not the way humans are."

Adam swallowed. Give up forever to touch Kurt? "How does it work?" he asked.

"You need to fall. Literally. Make up your mind and jump, off a building, off a bridge- something that has an impact. And there you are, alive, mortal, and most likely a little bloody, and in a lot of pain. Also dirty or wet, depending on where you jump down from. Don't wear your best jeans."

Adam was reeling from this information. How come no one had ever told him this?

"How do you know, Emma?" he asked.

She shrugged her small frame. "I did it."

"You were an angel?!" Adam let out incredulously.

"What, don't you think I have the looks?" Emma replied, and from her tone it wasn't completely clear if she was joking or expecting an answer. "I guess since you like Kurt you probably don't have an eye for girls," she added, sniffing a little.

"You're very beautiful, Emma," Adam offered dutifully. "But may I ask…why?"

Emma looked around her office and smiled. "I was tired of looking. I wanted to do something, help people, be part of that whole…growing up circus," she replied.

Adam looked at her with a whole new appreciation. "Are you happy?" he asked.

Emma paused and looked down on her hand. She wore a small engagement ring. "Yes. Life is…a little dirty, a little messy - there's germs and bacteria and viruses that you suddenly need to look out for… wait till you get your first cold! There's mucus everywhere. And then there's this thing once a month, but I guess you won't get that, so… jaay- but all things considered, yes, it's worth it."

Adam nodded. "Thanks." She had given him a lot to think about.

"So will you do it?" Nathan asked. They were standing on the edge of the Lima Trust Building, gazing down at the people making their way to work. The sun was rising with a pale yellow glow. A strong wind whistled past the arched windows of the tall building. Angels did not have fear of heights, but Adam was looking down with a newfound respect all the same. The long drop down could now be his way into Kurt's arms. Nathan continued. "As an angel, you could stay with him forever. Watch over him, keep him company as he ages… he would never have to be afraid you'd go before he did." Nathan paused. "It's a fear I hear in many ageing couples' thoughts."

Adam looked away from the edge and towards the rising sun. The melodies were starting. He'd miss that. "Yes, but I wouldn't age with him. At some point people would assume I'm his son or grandchild."

"That's true."

Adam took a deep breath. There was more to it. He had a very selfish reason to do it. He hoped his old friend would understand. It was hard to explain.

"I would never be able to feel his touch, Nathan. Never smell his hair or feel his breath on my skin. Every time he kisses me, I would have to pretend."

"Mortality is a big price to pay for a kiss."

Adam shrugged. "Not if it's Kurt's." The thought about it made him smile.

Nathan smiled as well, though his eyes were sad. They listened to the music for a while in silence. Finally, Nathan spoke.

"I will miss you, my friend. Do you want me to be there?" he offered.

Adam shot him a grateful look. "I'd appreciate that. I'll talk to Kurt tonight."

Nathan frowned. "Are you sure he can handle it? He thinks you are human already. He doesn't need to know what you're giving up."

"I want him to know me, Nathan. Everything about me. If I tell him afterwards, he would never believe me. I have to show him."

"It's a risk."

"He's a strong man with a sound mind. I trust him."

"Good luck then. I'll be around when you're ready."

"Thank you, Nathan." Adam would miss his oldest friend too. He and the other angels would become invisible to him. Nathan would still be able to appear for him, but it wouldn't be the same. For one, no more walks on top of skyscrapers; no more sunrises together. Adam decided to make his last day as an angel count.

That evening, Adam appeared by Kurt's side, moving with the speed of thought. Travelling would be a lot harder after the fall, too! But it didn't matter. He found himself in Kurt's old bedroom in his father's house. Kurt lay on the bed. Adam was just bracing himself for what he was about to say when he saw Kurt wasn't sleeping- he was crying.