For my dearest Becca who's so eager to read the new part... :)

"If you think love is blind
That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines
Surprise that I caught you out on every single time that you lied
Did you think that every time I see you I would cry
No not me, not I, not I… No not me not I…"

Kurt has decided to just give up. Not with his or Marcus Everett's life and not even with his job, but he is giving up with Blaine. For five straight months after Kurt found out about Burt's plan in 'vanishing' Blaine, he had tried to persuade the man he loves with everything he has. Every single time Kurt sent gifts to Blaine, they would be returned back to him. Each time he came by Lost Angels Coffee Shop owned by Rachel's stepbrother Jesse St. James, Blaine would run away from him. Blaine also had refused to take a paternity test Kurt had suggested to him to prove that Marcus Everett was his. Kurt just wanted to rest; he just wanted to know that he was right, that his intuition was one-hundred percent correct. Deep down, Kurt already knew the answer and that was why he was still in Los Angeles.

Kurt knew Blaine was scared of what the test results might reveal. Finn might also have put some crazy ideas inside Blaine's head, saying nonsense things to the dark haired man to make Blaine felt insecure and hopeless. But whatever was inside Blaine's mind, it had made him push Kurt away. As much as Kurt wanted Blaine back, he was not going to take Blaine away from his unborn baby. As hard and painful as it was for him to admit that Blaine was having a baby with Rachel Berry, he wasn't that cruel. The baby was Blaine's and he was not going to separate a baby from his or her father. Blaine is a truthful man and there's no doubt he would take responsibility for his acts but all Kurt wanted Blaine to do was give him a chance. They could be together like they used to once Rachel was out of the picture.

The woman was a bitch. Even though Kurt still didn't have the evidence, he needed to prove that Rachel was involved in his father's sick arrangement. Kurt trusted his instincts. There's no way she didn't have anything to do with this. The coincidence was too suspicious. Kurt would not be surprised if the person his dad was talking to when he was caught was Rachel Berry. Rachel had the advantage right now. She was giving Blaine a child… well, children since Marcus Everett is hers as well. If Blaine would come back to him, Kurt would take care of his new kid just like he took care of Everett before. He is not a monster and the baby is innocent. He or she was conceived in the wrong place and at the wrong time. But again, the fact that Blaine had sex with someone else, who was Rachel breaks Kurt's soul. He and Blaine were still legally married. Blaine was having sex with her resulting in a baby when Kurt hadn't even looked at anyone else since he woke up from the coma… until now.

After moving to California, after Blaine had completely rejected him from his life and after spending too much time together, Kurt had became surprisingly close to the manager of his company, Sebastian Smythe. It was too soon for Kurt to move on when Blaine was just in his reach but the attention Sebastian gave him, the tenderness the man had been showing him was slowly repairing his broken heart. It felt wrong but Kurt needed somebody in his life. As much as Kurt could tell, Sebastian Smythe was a great guy. The only peeve Kurt could find on the man was Sebastian was arrested a few years back for a DUI. He even asked Sebastian about it and Sebastian told him he had too much booze and was too drunk to realize he couldn't drive. The guy joked and made fun of himself and Kurt was back at ease.

Funnily though, Kurt didn't know how he could fall for Sebastian. The guy was nothing like Blaine. While Blaine was this beautiful creature with big hazel eyes, full lips, long lashes, tanned skin with freckles splattered all over his back and body, with the stunning curly dark hair, Sebastian Smythe was the opposite. Sebastian's face was firm, his eyes are dark and his lips didn't even match Blaine. His hair was darker than Kurt's own and the guy even had big teeth, but Kurt felt attracted to him. Kurt himself couldn't believe it because the only guy he ever loved is Blaine. Kurt would never admit that he was in love again. This was just a phase for him because he was desperate for a human touch. Blaine was the one who could touch his heart and his soul. Whatever he was feeling for Sebastian, it was just another stage. Kurt might have had boyfriends before but his true love, the only man for him, his everything, is Blaine Anderson.

As for Marcus Everett, his son had stopped asking about his Grandpa Burt. Kurt was afraid at first, scared that Everett might be having a breakdown. The poor boy had been left behind so many times before. First Rachel, then Blaine and now it was Burt Hummel's turn. But the good news was, Everett was talking to him again. The first words when he started talking to him again were, "Papa, I'm hungry." Kurt chuckled a bit but then he cried. Marcus Everett reminded him so much of Blaine. The same hazel eyes, and dark hair although Everett's hair was more thinner than Blaine's. The father and son then spent the night cuddled in Kurt's huge bed after finishing two big bowls of ice cream.

"Mr. Hummel, someone is here to see you." His secretary Brittany S. Pierce voice boomed out from the phone.

"It's Anderson-Hummel…" Kurt tells her, sighing. He had been working there for months but the woman always repeated the same mistake, by forgetting to mention his other last name; like she did it on purpose. Everybody knew that his name was Kurt Anderson-Hummel. "Let them in."

Kurt quickly stands up from his comfy chair when he sees someone he's been waiting to meet walks into his office. "Detective Puckerman…"

Detective Noah Puckerman holds out his hand. "How are you Mr. Anderson-Hummel?"

"I'm good." Kurt takes the man's hand and shakes it. "Have a seat detective." Kurt motions to the black chair in front of his desk. "Is there anything new in your investigation?" He asks cautiously.

"I'm afraid not." Detective Puckerman sighs. "We don't have any lead on Burt Hummel. He might have flown out of the country to Mexico or maybe Canada but we are still searching for him."

Kurt nods weakly. Truthfully, he missed his father. The man did raise him after all. It was always the two of them and they are connected to each other by blood but Burt Hummel is a felon. He needed to be behind bars. "What brings you here then?"

"We found something else that might shock you." The detective takes out something from his envelope and places it on Kurt's desk. "You might want to take a look."

Kurt obtains the papers cautiously, quirking an eyebrow at the good looking detective. "What is this?"

"Double A Corporation's account transactions." Detective Puckerman explains. "Somebody has been stealing money from your company. We accidentally found it while searching for your father. It might be one of the leads that could solve this case or we could be dealing with a new case here."

"Stealing… money? But who?" Kurt examines the papers in his grip. A quick glance shows nothing bizarre but he worked in the Double A account department before and if you looked closely, you could see a huge amount of money was missing. Whoever did this made a very cautious movement because thousands of dollars were gone. "Why didn't I notice this before?"

Detective Noah Puckerman leans forward. "Maybe they did a great job hiding it from you. It could also be someone you trust. There are so many cases like this and I will see this through." Detective Puckerman continues.

Kurt freezes in his place. The detective's words cause a chill to run down his body, feeling like something bad was about to happen.

"Is something the matter Mr. Anderson-Hummel?" Detective Puckerman asks, noticing Kurt's discomfort. "Did something occur to you that I should know?"

Kurt pinches the bridge of his nose. "Uh… no, detective. There's just… I have lots of things in my mind right now." He chuckles slightly but there is no humor in it.

"Well, do you have any clue where we could find your father?" Detective Puckerman presses his back further into his chair. "It's been five months and we don't have any clue where he is right now. Do you have any special childhood place that he always brought you? Or a place you always spent your time together?"

"No." Kurt simply answers. "We never traveled a lot. Ohio was practically our lives. We went to a few places once in a while but there was no special place. We spent a lot of time at home actually…"

Detective Puckerman writes down the information. "Home, huh? If I do recall, your childhood house is still yours, right? You did not sell it even after you moved in to your husband's place and got married?"

"Yeah… My dad… he didn't want to sell it because the house had so many memories and it was hard just to give it away." Kurt frowns for a moment. "Wait, Detective. You think my dad is still in Ohio? I thought you said he is not in the country anymore?"

Detective Noah Puckerman settles his pen and notebook on his thigh, clutching them carefully so they wouldn't drop. "There are some assumptions that Burt Hummel might be in Ohio because he has nowhere else to go but there is also a possibility that he has escaped the United States."

Kurt becomes anxious in his seat. "Why would he still be in Lima? Is… Is my dad involved in the stolen money case?"

"It's possible." Detective Puckerman quickly agrees. "He did set up a car crash and intended to kill your husband. Maybe Burt stole the money from the Double A account as a precaution… in case things didn't turn out as he planned but there is also a slight chance that somebody else did this. Like I said, there's a possibility."

Kurt nods faintly. "What about my husband's case then? Did you… talk to him, Detective?"

Detective Puckerman looks at Kurt. A look of sorry latched on his expression. "My partner did question Mr. Criss and he really doesn't know what's going on. Detective Chang had talked to Mr. Criss' specialist Dr. William Schuester, and the doctor had verified about Mr. Criss' condition. I won't go as far as telling you that Blaine Criss is your husband but this case is suspicious and Mr. Criss' background is doubtful."

"Doubtful?" Kurt's voice drops.

"His personal details." Detective Puckerman clarifies. "There was no definite information about Blaine Criss. We could only find out about his life starting from the age of twenty and so on. Before that, nothing… it's like he is a ghost."

"That's because Blaine Criss is Blaine Anderson." Kurt's tone is tight.

Detective Puckerman sighs. "But his fiancée gave us all the info we needed. She said Criss was a Canadian and his belongings were burnt in a fire when he was a teenager. His parents were dead and he was the only child. He moved here a couple of years back, worked at a workshop and they met when her car broke down in the middle of the night."

Kurt presses his lips together, angry. "That's bullshit, Detective! That bitch is lying and you should arrest her! Test Blaine and you will find out the truth!"

"Easy, Mr. Anderson-Hummel. Just calm down." Detective Puckerman stops Kurt from knocking everything off his desk. "I do believe the test will prove everything… DNA can't lie but we have to get a warrant and since we don't have enough evidence and no witnesses, we have to wait. The judge won't grant us a warrant so easily. Right now, whatever is going on with Mr. Blaine Criss or Ms. Rachel Berry, it's the real deal."

Detective Noah Puckerman stands up from his chair, buttoning back up his grey suit. The man looks stunning with his hair, those eyes, the baby blue tie and most importantly, the vest. Not many guys like to wear vests these days. "That's it for now. I'm going to go back to Ohio and investigate more. I will solve this case, Mr. Anderson-Hummel."

Kurt shakes the man's hand and watches him leave. He goes back inside his office, staring at the bunch of papers Detective Puckerman gave him just now. He gawks at them cautiously and his eyes widen, noticing a few details on the paper that were off.

As soon as he finished observing the account reports, Kurt stormed out from his office and into Sebastian Smythe's room which was located a level below him. "Mr. Anderson-Hummel, you can't go in." Sebastian's secretary tries to stop him but Kurt ignores the too skinny woman and the mother of two.

"What the hell is this, Sebastian?" He throws the papers in front of Sebastian's face. "You're stealing from my company?!"

Sebastian's brows crease, taking the papers and looking at them. He seems dangerous when he is focusing on something. No wonder why Marcus Everett was scared of this man. "What's going on?"

"What's going on?! What's going on?!" Kurt yells. "You fucking bastard! You've been using me!"

"What is this, Kurt? I don't understand." Sebastian seems confused. The papers are still in his grip.

"I might be twenty-five years old but don't treat me like I'm a kid and most certainly don't treat me like I'm stupid!" Kurt seethes. "You are the only one who is capable of doing this! You got close to me so you could steal more?" Kurt comes dangerously close to Sebastian. "Tell me Sebastian, is it worth it? Trying to get my attention when I don't give a damn? Playing nice while you try to suck my money from me?!"

Sebastian breathes in. "Kurt…"

"It's Mr. Anderson-Hummel to you." Kurt says heatedly. "You see this, Sebastian?" He points to a section on the paper. "It started after you began working here… way before I began dating Blaine. My dad didn't do this. He's not stupid and he is certainly not behind this so why don't we save the time and you… Tell. Me. The. Truth!"

"You're not making any sense…" Sebastian Smythe utters softly.

Kurt grits his teeth. "You might be older than me but I know my way in this business. Take your things and leave my fucking building because you are fired!"

Kurt leaves the stunned, mouth agape Sebastian Smythe in the man's office. He rushes out the door, fists clench tightly. Everybody in his life has used him. Kurt doesn't know what he did wrong. Is it he is too young to handle all of this? Or is he just too naïve about life? Kurt grabs his phone, dialing Detective Noah Puckerman's number and hopes he is not too late. The stolen money leads him to Sebastian and brings him closer to catching everyone else including his own father. Sebastian Smythe might be the solution in this and the man could bring Blaine back in his life.

X0x0X0x0X

The first thing Blaine saw when he stepped inside the house was the sight of Marcus Everett watching Spongebob Squarepants in the living room. The boy was curled up on the floor, gawking at the large plasma TV while his thumb was occupying his mouth. Blaine smiled at the sight. His boy was getting bigger each day and it was sad thinking his parents weren't here to see their grandson grow up. Sophia and Cooper would never know about their nephew and it made Blaine feel bad for Everett.

Burt Hummel had been a good surrogate grandfather to Marcus Everett and Blaine could see the love Burt had for his boy was genuine. Burt was devoted to Everett like Everett was his own grandchild. Blaine hated thinking about how Rachel could just leave Everett and not come back even once to see her son. Blaine thought Rachel was the perfect girl for him. She was always sweet and kind and amazingly beautiful. Rachel wasn't too excited when she found out she was pregnant with Everett and Blaine admitted that they were too young to have a kid but Blaine succeeded in persuading her to keep the baby and he hadn't regretted it at all. Without Marcus Everett, Blaine was alone.

"Where is he?" Kurt's quiet voice made Blaine turn. They were sneaking around the house like teenagers because they had big news to tell the entire family. Yes, Blaine was delighted to call Kurt and Burt Hummel and the rest of his helpers in the Anderson mansion as his family.

"Watching cartoons." Blaine whispered, knowing his voice would echo loudly in the big house.

A kiss on his cheek caused Blaine to grin widely. He gave Kurt a slight nudge in the ribs with his elbow. "Kurt, control yourself will you? Everett is right over there and your dad might see us!"

Kurt guffawed. "Our son knows we are dating and so does my dad so stop worrying. In fact I guarantee he will love this! More than us!"

Our son… Blaine's heart blossomed hearing that. There was no doubt Kurt loved Marcus Everett the same way Blaine did. "Even though Everett knows, I don't want him witnessing anything like that with us. You are not that gentle you know. I don't want to scar my son for life… Everett isn't even thirteen!" Blaine spoke inaudibly.

Kurt chortled again, receiving a stronger nudge from Blaine this time. "It's not too early to learn though…" He said.

Blaine glared at his boyfriend. He felt silly hiding behind the wall just so that Everett would not see him and Kurt. "Dude, where's your dad?"

Kurt unexpectedly hugged Blaine. His lips brushed Blaine's ear. "Are you scared of my dad, B? Are you afraid that he might slaughter you for screwing his boy? I think he knows we are fucking, babe."

"Shut up, Kurt." Blaine pouted. It was cute to Kurt how an adult man like Blaine could look so adorable doing that. "You might have to be BFFs with your right hand if you don't stop." Kurt was about to say something but Blaine stopped him. "I mean it!"

"And you would get blue balls syndrome yourself." Kurt showed a sweet face to Blaine. It was true though. If Kurt couldn't have sex, neither did Blaine. It was a pure satisfaction to Kurt knowing Blaine was bitten by his own words.

"What are you two doing?" A deep voice shocked both of them. Kurt jumped while Blaine lost all the color on his face. "And you two are very late."

Kurt turned, noticing his dad was holding a mug of hot chocolate; probably not for Everett but for himself. "Dad…" Kurt whined. "I'm twenty-five years old; I don't have a curfew anymore."

Blaine forced himself not to laugh although he would pay hundreds to see Kurt stomp his feet like a child. "You don't but Everett does. It's past his bedtime already. You know how hard it is to put him to bed without both of you saying goodnight to him first?" Burt Hummel babbled.

"We were too caught up…" Kurt explained.

Burt narrowed his eyes. "Do you know how many Spongebob Squarepants episodes I had to watch?" He still tried to make Kurt feel guilty for forgetting to come home on time. "You owe me." He pointed a finger at Blaine.

Blaine nodded; giving the man he respected as a father his brightest smile. "Got it, Burt." He made a move towards Everett and the Hummels quickly paced after him.

"Eveeereeett…" Blaine singsonged to the dark haired boy since his four-year-old didn't notice him at all. "Oh, Eveeereeett…"

"Daddy!" Marcus Everett woke up from his previous position, climbing up into Blaine's embrace. "You are home!"

Blaine took his son and kissed Everett's forehead lovingly. "I wasn't out all night and you missed me already, buddy?"

"Uh huh. I want you to kiss me goodnight and read me stories. Lots of them!" Everett told his Daddy happily. "Papa K!" He screamed joyfully when he saw Kurt. "You are here to kiss me goodnight too?"

Kurt smiled, taking Everett from Blaine. "Yeah buddy, and your Daddy and I have an awesome story to tell you."

"What?" Everett's eyes sparkled in delight.

Kurt gawped at Blaine for approval and the shorter man nodded but Burt seemed lost. "Here's how it goes…" Kurt stated, taking a seat on the leather couch and leaving a space for Blaine. "There's a cute curly, dark haired boy who lives in a huge house called the Anderson mansion and his name is Everett…"

"That's me!" Everett giggled.

"Everett has a great father who he loves so much and another man in his life he calls Papa K." Kurt continued.

Everett laughed. "That's you."

"Everett's Daddy and Papa K are madly in love and they love Everett so much that they decided to stay together forever and ever so they made a decision to get married." Kurt eyed Everett to see whether the boy understood him or not.

Burt gasped and it didn't escape Kurt's hearing. Kurt frowned at his dad's reaction but the next thing he knew, Everett wrapped his tiny arms around Kurt's neck so tight that Kurt could hardly breathe. "You and Daddy are getting married?"

"Yes, Everett." Blaine verified, beaming at his son. "Do you love it? You could call Kurt, Papa from now on buddy because he is going to be your father!"

"Really?" Everett was awed. "Is Papa K going to sleep here every night? And play games with me? And watch cartoons with me too?"

Kurt chortled. "I'm moving in here, kiddo. We could do anything you want anytime!"

"Yeah!" Everett bounced with Kurt's help. "Can I sleep with Papa K too?"

"Who is Daddy going to sleep with if you take Papa away?" Blaine asked, pretending to be hurt. "I know you would choose Papa instead of me."

Everett couldn't stop giggling. "No, Daddy. You can sleep with me and Papa K. I have big bed. We can share. You too GB!"

Burt didn't say anything he just gave the boy a little smile.

"You have a big bed because you are a big boy, Everett… and big boys sleep by themselves." Blaine mentioned.

Everett was quiet for a moment. "But you are a big boy too Daddy, bigger than me. You should sleep alone too." He said confidently.

Blaine blushed, not knowing how to reply.

Kurt cackled hard at that. "Aren't you going to call me Papa, Everett? You should use it from now on. I love being your Papa." He changed the topic since he knew Blaine couldn't find the best answer to reply to their son.

"Papa…" Everett tested the word but he hid his face in Kurt's neck afterward. "Funny…"

Blaine laughed hard and so did Kurt while Everett looked at his parents shyly.

"So, you two are getting married?" Burt spoke, interrupting the happy moment.

Kurt grinned widely. "Yeah, dad. Blaine proposed to me few hours ago. We are engaged! I'm his fiancé now." He said, locking his eyes with Blaine.

"My fiancé." Blaine replied with a smirk, stealing a quick kiss from Kurt.

X0x0X0x0X

The event that happened few days ago was choking Blaine to the core. Out of nowhere, two men came into the coffee shop and wanted to see him. The guys dressed neatly but Blaine didn't expect them to be the law force. Blaine was terrified at first, scared if he had done something illegal or Jesse did something bad but when the cops told him they were investigating about Blaine Anderson-Hummel, Blaine's world stopped. He thought he had succeeded in getting away from Kurt's problem but he was wrong. It was hard for him to rebuff Kurt because deep down, he was falling for the man but his common sense was what stopped him from following Kurt and leaving Rachel to take care of their unborn child alone.

Everything that came out of the detectives' mouths scared the shit out of Blaine. They weren't even the typical cops. They were the FBIs. They talked about voluntary manslaughter, murder, kidnapping and all the things Blaine thought he would hear only on TV, not in real life. They mentioned about a test that Kurt had told him about before but Blaine didn't want to do it. Why? He was afraid of the consequences. It might turn out to be negative and then Kurt would immediately leave him because seriously, Kurt Anderson-Hummel just wanted his husband Blaine Anderson, not him. It sounded crazy but Blaine was starting to think that he really was Blaine Anderson. Dr. William Schuester had told him about his 'disease', the loss of memory or amnesia and it was possible whatever Kurt had been telling him was the truth. Blaine was also starting to remember a bit… and he hoped it was the answer he's been looking for.

There was another thing that was bugging him… the boy named Marcus Everett. He would be lying if he said he couldn't see any resemblance of him and Rachel in the boy. Even though Everett has his eyes and his curly, dark hair, Rachel's features were in Everett as well like the way she talked. Blaine was stuck. He didn't know what choice to make; follow his heart or his mind. He missed Kurt and he wanted to see Marcus Everett again. He wanted to hug the boy and tell him that it was going to be okay. Marcus Everett was too young to suffer but then again, if he chose to be with Kurt, his unborn child would suffer. It was like bad karma and cruel fate were haunting him.

Blaine walked out of the coffee shop, already asking the new guy to cover for him because he felt sick. He wanted to go home and sleep, rest his mind and get away from everything for a while. Fucking Finn Hudson was on emergency leave; he and his stupid stomach problem making Blaine lose someone to rely on. Finn had to come to work tomorrow or Blaine was going to lose his mind. He wouldn't disturb Finn today but tomorrow, his friend was a dead man if he was a no show at work.

Blaine slowly climbed the stairs to his apartment and once he reached the front door, Blaine's brows puckered. The door was slightly ajar and nobody was supposed to be home. Rachel was at work and so was Jesse St. James. Blaine walked into his house despite the bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Blaine searched the entire house, starting from the living room and the kitchen to the bathroom and that left only two places left; the bedrooms. Rachel kept expensive accessories in their bedroom but who would be stupid enough to rob from a low class apartment?

As he got closer to the bedroom, Blaine's heart was thumping rapidly like a drum. He could hear sounds coming from the bedroom and there were sounds of grunting and moaning. What the hell? Blaine thought before he pushed the door open with one of his legs.

"Rach?" Blaine's eyes widened seeing his girl; his seven months pregnant fiancée covered with sweat and naked on the bed with another man. Blaine couldn't see the man clearly since the man's back was facing him but when the man turned to look at him, Blaine swore he would have rather chose death instead of this life. "Finn?"