As soon as they made it onto the bus, Kurt retreated to his bunk. His heart was still pounding and his hands were shaking. He knew if he had to spend even a second with the rest of the cast he would blurt it out, but he couldn't, he needed to tell Blaine first. And his parents.

They will understand if I don't tell them until morning, he reasoned looking at his clock.

It was late, after 1 o'clock, he knew Blaine was asleep. He had spoken to him briefly right after the show ended. Kurt knew he had a long day tomorrow but he had to call him. He couldn't be the sole holder of this information any longer.

He started the video call, he wanted to see Blaine's face.

It rang until the call disconnected. Undeterred Kurt called again. Finally on the third call Blaine answered.

"Kurt?" He asked, his face sleep wrinkled and his hair disheveled.

"I have to tell you." Kurt began.

Blaine interrupted him, "What time is it? What's wrong?"

"It's late and nothing is wrong." Kurt assured him. "I just need you to listen. Are you awake?"

"One sec," Blaine sat up, his blanket falling away from his bare chest. He rubbed at his face before saying, "Okay. I'm awake. What is it?"

"Don't worry about coming to Philadelphia, I won't be there."

"Wait, what?" Blaine looked at him in confusion. "Where will you be?"

"New York." Kurt whispered. "The casting director came to see the show tonight, I'm going to be the next Broadway Evan."

"When?" Blaine excitedly exclaimed.

"I open in 6 weeks, but I'll be there in 2. They are flying out another understudy. Matthew will take over for me, Henry will be the new standby and this other guy will take Henry's place. They haven't told them yet. I will when we get off the phone"

"Oh my god, Kurt-" Blaine whined.

"I know." Kurt said.

"You are headlining on Broadway-"

"I get to be with you-"

They said it at the same time. Kurt laughed at the stunned look on Blaine's face.

"I am over the moon to be Evan on Broadway, don't get me wrong. But- I've been playing him for a long time and the real difference for me, is I get to see you." Kurt felt like there was a string tugging at his heart, pulling him, urging him closer to Blaine. He couldn't wait to obey its call.

"I should let you go, let you get some sleep." Kurt whispered.

"What if I'm not ready yet?" Blaine asked.

Kurt shook his head, "I'll talk to you tomorrow. Good Night Blaine."

Kurt walked into the lounge area of the bus. He was happy to see that everyone was still there. It seemed they were all still too hyped to go to bed.

"Hey, everyone. I have something to tell you." Kurt said, bringing all eyes to him.

"If it's about your boyfriend we already know Hummel." Cameron yelled across the room.

Hannah shoved him off the couch, "Shut it. What is it Kurt?"

"Um-" He paused, he didn't think it would be so hard to tell them. He was excited, giddy at the prospect of going back to New York. He just wasn't sure how to say goodbye to this family he had created on the road. He took a deep breath and decided just to say it, "You're looking at the next Evan on Broadway."

They sat in silence for a moment before excited chatter erupted around him. Marian and Hannah rushed to his side both asking questions at once. It felt good that they were happy for him. He tried to answer all the questions that they fired at him. Soon everyone was heading to their own bunks. Only Hannah, Marian and Kurt were left.

"Have you told Blaine yet?" Hannah asked.

Kurt smiled, "He was the first person I told. I woke him up," Kirt laughed, "I may have to tell him again in the morning. He may think he was dreaming."

"You better keep in touch with us." Marian warned and then pulled him into one of her fabulous mom hugs.

The next morning, Kurt started making a list of things he needed to do. Top on the list was finding a place to live. He wanted a small place that was all his own. The only problem was, he needed a place quickly and it wasn't like he could go shopping anytime soon. He called his parents to tell them the news and to enlist their help.

They were ecstatic to help Kurt. Kurt narrowed down his apartment search and sent the addresses to his dad and Carole. He wasn't entirely sure he could trust his father to be able to open the attachment, but he knew he would be able to tell if the places were right for Kurt. From over a 1000 miles away, Kurt was making his life in New York again, with the help of his parents and with the promise of Blaine waiting for him.

When Blaine called him at lunchtime, the first thing he said was, "That wasn't a dream was it. It seemed too real to be a dream, but it seems too good to be true."

It warmed Kurt's heart to be able to say, "It was absolutely not a dream."

By Wednesday, a lease was in Kurt's hand ready to be signed and faxed back to the leasing company. Burt had already hired a moving company to take Kurt's things to his new place. With only a floor plan in hand Kurt arranged his furniture glad that Carole would be there to supervise the placement.

Each evening, Kurt would text Blaine dreaming of being in New York together. They talked about the places they wanted to take the other one; their favorite restaurant, cafes, and quirky little shops. Together they counted down the days until that could be an actuality.

Sunday was nerve wracking for Kurt. He couldn't Skype with his parents because they were supervising the move in of his apartment. He wanted to break his vocal rest just to be able to see what was happening. Carole however, kept rejecting his calls. Finally she sent a text to get him to stop.

Carole: I can't get anything done here if you keep trying to call me. Calm down. This is your final warning if you don't I won't send pictures.

Unfortunately Kurt didn't think she would actually withhold pictures of his apartment. He took his chance and tried one more time.

Carole: Fine. My phone is being turned off and you can just wait to see the finished product.

That evening as they Skyped, Blaine had little sympathy for his plight.

"If you had told me where you are moving, I would have sent you pictures but since you didn't-" he teased.

Kurt huffed, "I want it to be a surprise. Besides how weird would it be for you to meet my parents when I'm not even there. Plus, they aren't allowed to spend more time in real life with my boyfriend that I have."

"Okay, that's fair I guess." Blaine laughed before turning serious, "One week, I can't believe we only have one week left."

"One week and a day," Kurt corrected him.

"It is almost midnight, We can count it as just one week," Blaine challenged.

Kurt stared at Blaine's face on his computer. "God, I want to kiss you."

"Is that how you will win our fights?" Blaine teased again.

"Like you could resist."

Kurt's heart beat fast in his chest. He just kept looking at Blaine, he couldn't believe that this was real, that in a week he would no longer be behind a computer screen. He already felt so much more for him than he had for anyone before.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked.

Kurt shook his head, "Nothing. I just can't wait, that's all."

The last week of shows went by in a whirlwind. Before Kurt knew what was happening he was in his dressing room preparing to be Evan one last time somewhere other than New York. The next time he went through this routine, he was going to be doing it in his new dressing room in the Music Box Theatre in New York City. Kurt pushed the thought away as he let Evan's mind take over. He let himself become a jittery mess of a teenage boy.

Kurt ran out on stage for his bow taking in the audience. Once they took their final bow as a company Marian raised her hand to the audience. They began to quiet, Marian smiled at Kurt and she turned back to the audience before speaking.

"Thank you everyone. I just wanted to take a moment more of your time before you head off to your lives. I have been blessed to have the most amazing son for almost 400 performances of this show. And now we have to say goodbye."

Marian sniffled and dabbed at her eyes. She turned to Kurt, "Kurt, it has been an honor to work with. You are absolutely outstanding. Broadway is lucky to have you. The cast got together and we got this for you. Today was a good day, because you are you and that is always enough."

Cameron brought out a shadow box. Inside Kurt saw a show poster behind a plaster cast from the show. Around where the name CONNOR had been written during the show, in huge scratchy letters were the signatures of all his cast mates.

"Your last Evan cast on tour." Cameron said clapping him on the back.

Kurt wanted to make a grand speech, wanted to thank everyone, but his voice was clogged with tears. He grabbed Marian in a bear hug and soon was engulfed by the many bodies of the friends he had spent almost 2 years with. When they emerged he waved once more to the crowd of Omaha and they walked off stage.

Kurt carefully packed his bag one last time. He looked around the hotel room shocked that it was actually over. He was surprised by the empty feeling looking at the room, and knowing it was the end, gave him.

A tentative knock on the door, drew him out of his thoughts. When he opened it Hannah and Marian were standing there. "We were told to come get you. The bus is about to pull out. Everyone wants to say goodbye."

Kurt pulled both ladies into a hug. "God, I'm going to miss you."

As everyone loaded up on the bus, Kurt said goodbye to each of them. It felt strange not climbing on with the rest of them. Marian was the last to get on. She stopped on the bottom step and turned once more to Kurt. "You had better keep in touch. I mean it, you are really like the son I never had. These other guys don't come close."

Before Kurt could say anything else she hurried away. Kurt stood there a moment before looking around. He was alone for the first time in what felt like forever. He picked up his bag and ordered an Uber. He had a plane to catch after all.

It was strange to be at an airport again. It had been so long since he had had to fly to get anywhere. The last time he had been on a plane, he was flying out to LA ready for this adventure to begin. Now that was all over and yet, a new even greater adventure awaited him.

Checking in was easy, he only had one bag to check and a small carry on. He stood in line for security wishing he had someone to talk to. It was still early, he knew that Blaine would be busy with patients. It didn't feel right standing in line while talking on the phone either. The line was longer than he would have guessed but it did cut down on the time he had to wait for his plane to board.

When he finally made it out of security, he took in his surroundings. Once he had his bearings he headed in the direction of his terminal. On the way he spotted a coffee shop called Scooter's coffee and made a detour to get himself some more caffeine.

Boarding the plane he listened to the chatter of those around him, excited to be going someplace new. He smiled to himself. While he was going back to a familiar place he was headed into something new. Something new and amazing waited for him on the other end of the flight. He picked up the phone and sent a quick text before turning it on to airplane mode.

Kurt: I'm on my way to you. Be home soon.