A/N: So who else was exciting at finally seeing some deep Klaine last night? I thought it was incredible, although if any of you read my tweets, you will see that I was fully prepared to unplug my tv if they broke up before the end of the episode. But they didn't, and I thought it was sweet. I tried to keep the spoilers low if you haven't seen it yet, and if you haven't, WATCH IT NOW! Seriously. It's amazing. Now onto my blahs about this story.

Well, this is the next to last chapter, but due to some prompting from a few reviewers and PMessengers, I have also written an epilogue. I'm really sad to see it end, this story is my baby. I have never finished a story like this before, and I'm really happy with the end. I hope you guys are too. This chapter has a decent amount of Blangst, but soon they will be happy, I promise!

Disclaimer: I do not own this. I do not own this. I do not own this. (But I would like to...)

Enjoy!

The next morning Kurt woke up with a smile on his face. Blaine was here. Blaine was alive. Blaine was beside him, snoring slightly. And Blaine was warm. Kurt pressed his cold toes onto Blaine's calves and sighed in contentment. He turned to the sleeping boy beside him and just stared. His eyes traced every line, every curve on Blaine's face. And Kurt loved every piece of it. From the leftover bruise yellowing on his chin to his triangular shaped eyebrows to his black curly hair. Every part was what made Blaine, well, Blaine. He could stay right here and just gaze at Blaine's face forever.

And that's what he did until Blaine woke up an hour later. He stretched out his arms, almost hitting Kurt in the face. Kurt just smiled and held his arms down, planting a chaste kiss on Blaine's lips. If the boy hadn't been fully awake moments before, he was now. Blaine's fingers wrapped around Kurt's neck and Kurt's fingers wound through Blaine's curls, both just desperate to be close to one another. They closed out the kiss only after Blaine had to come up for air.

"Wow." He whispered. "I like this alarm clock. I could get used to this." Kurt just smiled and laid his head on Blaine's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"I love you Blaine. I'm so glad that you're home." Kurt whispered. Blaine just stroked Kurt's hair. Since it hadn't been styled yet, it was the only time he was allowed to run his fingers through the soft locks, and it never failed to bring joy to Blaine.

"I love you too Kurt. Thank you for saving me."

The boys hung out in their room for another hour or so just cuddling each other and kissing. Lots of kisses were passionately shared between the two. They were in the middle of one of the best when the door swung open and Finn appeared in the doorway. Kurt and Blaine gasped, trying to steady their racing hearts.

"OhmyGod." His hand flew to cover his eyes. "I know that this isn't the first time I've walked in on this, but it still never fails to completely gross me out." Kurt rolled his eyes and lobbed a pillow at Finn.

"Maybe you should try knocking next time then you Neanderthal. What do you want Finn?" Kurt chuckled, because his step-brother had still yet to uncover his eyes. Just to humor him, Blaine made obnoxious kissing noises and both boys burst into a fit of laughter as Finn's cheeks turned bright red.

"Mom and Burt said that it's time, if you're ready Kurt." Finn muttered. Kurt gasped and the smile fell from his face. He had almost forgotten in the rush of making out with Blaine that today was the day that they would tell Blaine the news. Blaine looked back and forth between the two brothers confused, but Kurt slowly shook his head at his boyfriend, and then turned to his stepbrother, who was nervously fidgeting in the doorway.

"Yeah. Give us fifteen minutes to get ready and then we'll be down. Is breakfast ready?" Kurt asked Finn.

"Yeah, but Burt and Mom wanted to do it before breakfast." Kurt nodded.

"Alright. Fifteen minutes." Finn nodded and left to go back down the stairs, leaving a rushing Kurt and a very confused Blaine alone in the room. Finn had barely reached the bottom of the stairs before Blaine fired questions at Kurt.

"Kurt what is Finn talking about? What's going on? What is it time for? Kurt?" The taller boy had disappeared into his closet, and reemerged completely dressed in skinny jeans and a plain black t-shirt. This worried Blaine even more. Why was Kurt dressed very not Kurt-like? Something was off. Blaine felt a knot form in the pit of his stomach as Kurt just stepped over and handed him clothes, kissing his forehead, completely ignoring Blaine's questions. Blaine got dressed, put in his contacts, and brushed his teeth alongside Kurt. When both boys stepped into the hallway, Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and held it tight, interlocking their fingers. It made Blaine want to cry. What was going on? Why was no one saying anything?

They reached the living room where Burt and Carole were seated on the loveseat across the room, with Finn in the chair beside them. Kurt sat down and motioned for Blaine to take the seat beside him. Blaine sat and instinctively tensed up as he gaged Carole's expression. Burt was extremely unreadable, but he could usually see the emotion Carole was feeling by the set of her eyes. But even she was holding it in today.

"Blaine, Carole and I had something we needed to tell you, but we aren't sure how you'll take it. It's not necessarily bad news, but it's something you need to be aware of." Blaine nodded, listening carefully to Burt. Kurt slipped an arm around Blaine's back and rubbed it softly.

"What is it? After these past two weeks, whatever it is, I can take it." Blaine said, his gaze flipping back and forth between Burt and Carole, who in turn looked at each other and nodded slowly.

Cindy stared at the clock in the kitchen of her apartment and spun the coffee cup in her hands. He should be finding out right about now. They said they would break it to him easy. Not that she really cared. Cindy was finished. It had all become too much and after that phone call life had finally begun to take it easy on her. Good riddance was all she had told them to tell him, and that was all she had to say. It was her time now. Time to seize the day and live it up. She'd missed out on so much already. The clock struck ten thirty and Cindy finally felt free.

"…what I'm trying to say Buddy, is that your mom, she gave up all parental guardianship rights to you." Burt finally got the words out and watched the expression on Blaine's face turn from worry, to relief, to anger, to hurt, then to the steel mask with no emotion whatsoever.

Kurt was watching too, noticing when Blaine stopped his emotions in his tracks. He rubbed soothing circles into Blaine's back, and felt how tense he had gotten since Burt had told him the truth. Blaine's mouth opened a few times, and then shut. He was searching for words, Kurt knew, to convey all the things he was feeling. When he finally found them, they broke Kurt's heart.

"She never did want me in the first place. I shouldn't be surprised." Blaine's voice cracked and Kurt watched one of the strongest people he knew hold back the swarming tears. But Kurt was helpless to protect Blaine from the harsh reality. It put a damper on the beginning of their morning, but Kurt just hoped that the rest of the day would remind Blaine of how special he was. Blaine leaned his head onto Kurt's shoulder as Kurt's arm tightened around him. Two tears fell from Blaine's eyes onto Kurt's shoulder and Kurt hurriedly wiped their trails from Blaine's cheeks. Blaine shuddered at the effort to hold it all in, but Kurt only nodded at his dad to keep going. It was now or never. His arms instinctively wrapped that much tighter around Blaine, trying to block out the hurt. Burt cleared his throat and trudged on.

"Blaine, kiddo there's more." Blaine's heart sank as his chest convulsed once. He began to lift his head from Kurt's shoulder, but Kurt just held it there, running his fingers over the curls. "Now, Carole and I had assumed that you wouldn't want to return to the State Ward, and we wouldn't ever want you to have to go back there Blaine. You're the best thing that's happened to my son in a long time. You saved him Blaine, and just from the little I know about you, it seems like he saved you too. There's something special about that. We want to keep you around as long as possible." Burt turned and nodded at Carole, who finally sent a smile in the boys' direction.

"So we contacted social services and told them we wanted to adopt you." Blaine's head snapped up, and he looked at Carole, trying to gage if she was serious. His expression was guarded, as if to keep his hopes from getting too high. Carole smiled again with tears in her eyes. "And we won. Burt and I have official and legal custody over you, and you're now an official member of this family, although it didn't take going to court to tell you that. You've been a member of this family for a while now Blaine. We have the papers signed by both your parents and the judge, and you will live with us here on a permanent basis. If that's what you want Blaine. We don't want to push you into this." Blaine shook his head.

"I just- I can't believe it. You want me, to keep? Like, forever?" Blaine stuttered. Carole nodded.

"Yes Blaine. We want you. To keep. Forever and ever. We love you so much sweetheart. So what do you think? Do you need some time, is this what you want?" Blaine shook his head furiously.

"No, I-I don't need any time. I know. This is what I want. I want to stay here forever." Blaine's tears fell as they all stood and Blaine ran into Carole's arms where he was met by the first motherly hug he had received since he had come out to his birth parents. Tears streamed down his cheeks, but they were outshined by his smile as Burt wrapped his arms around Blaine, pulling him into a crushing hug he only reserved for his sons. Blaine turned and even Finn, despite the awkward situation they had been in earlier, pulled him into an epic bro-hug. Blaine let go of Finn and stepped back over to Kurt, who wrapped his arms around Blaine.

"I love you Kurt." Blaine whispered.

"I love you too Blaine." Kurt told him. They pulled apart and Blaine secured Kurt's hand in his own before turning back to Burt and Carole.

"So, how long has this been going on?" Blaine asked, curious.

"Two weeks. Your mom gave up custody the night of the accident with your dad, and we called the attorney the next morning. We, being me, Carole, and Finn, had already talked about what we would do if such a situation like this came up. We already knew that Kurt would be fine with it, although he was in on the secret too." Blaine turned to look at Kurt, incredulous.

"You? Kept a secret?" Kurt nodded, excited.

"That was why we weren't at the hospital everyday with you like Kurt was. We were meeting with the lawyers, social services, and eventually the judge. We wanted to have things straightened out before we brought you home." Carole explained. Blaine nodded, the pieces falling together.

"This is just- I just- I haven't felt this at home in a long, long time." Blaine said.

"We want you to feel at home here. So there's one more surprise." Burt said. "As much as I like you kid, I'm not quite comfortable with you and Kurt in the same bed every single night." Burt made a face and Carole shook her head, finishing her husband's sentence.

"So we made an alternative adjustment." The group had begun to walk back up the stairs, Burt and Carole leading, Blaine and Kurt close behind with Finn bringing up the end. They stopped in front of the guest room that had been dubbed Blaine's every time he stayed over. But now, there was a small wooden sign on the door, not unlike the ones on Kurt and Finn's doors, but this one said Blaine on it. Blaine turned a puzzled face to Burt and Carole. They both smiled back at him.

"Go on in kiddo. Carole and Kurt have been working on it the past week and a half." Burt said. Blaine looked at Kurt, who just shrugged, so he reached out and twisted the doorknob, and stepped inside his new room. What he saw took his breath away.

Months ago Kurt and Blaine had been lying on Blaine's bed at his old house, daydreaming about what life could be like twenty years from now. Blaine had zoned out, picturing his room like Kurt had told him to do and relaying all the details to him about it he could think of. And Kurt had been listening, a little harder than Blaine had originally thought, because it was like he was there, in his dream, in his dream bedroom. But it was really here. Kurt had gotten everything down to a tee. The navy blue walls, the white trim, the Dalton academy blanket covering the foot of the bed, the lamp with the navy blue and red shade with the red light bulb, everything. Blaine turned to Kurt, incredulous, who once again merely shrugged.

"I just hope you like it. I had to add a touch of Kurt, and then make it look a little more lived in." Kurt admitted. It was then that Blaine began to notice all the pictures. There were some that Kurt had found from Blaine's friends at Dalton, some of Blaine with the New Directions, but mostly they were of the two boys. Blaine saw their trip to Six Flags, Blaine's surprise party, Kurt's surprise party, their impromptu visit and performance with the Warblers…the list went on and on. Kurt knew how much Blaine treasured his memories, and pictures were the best way to never forget. Blaine's heart swelled as he looked in his room. He had everything he had ever wanted, a loving family, the best boyfriend, a safe house…you put them all together and all Blaine felt in his heart was home. He was finally home.

Hooray for Blaine! And Kurt! One big oh so happy family! I'm still in my fangirl stage from last night though, so I don't think I could have handled any more angst. I hope you've enjoyed reading this story. Drop me a review and let me know! I love all of you guys so much.

Always Remember to Smile.

Olivia