Before Blaine was released from the hospital the next morning, Kurt helped him dress in a new suit he had gone out to get the night before. It was light grey with just a little shimmer to the material. Kurt was careful not to put any pressure on Blaine's wings as he pulled on his clothes. He used his quirk to slit the material and mend it perfectly around Blaine's wings.

Kurt stood back and took him in. Besides the stark white bandages around his wings, Blaine didn't look like someone who was on death's door mere days before. He looked handsome and perfect and as if he had stepped out of a younger Kurt's dream. He couldn't resist the sight and placed a gentle kiss on Blaine's lips, filling the gesture with every ounce of love he had.

"What was that for?" Blaine smiled at him when he pulled back, a blush painting his cheeks.

Kurt returned the smile before saying, "I just can't believe how lucky I am that I get to love you forever."

"I think I'm the lucky one in this situation," Blaine blushed again before asking, "How do I look?"

"Like a dream, just-" Kurt stepped forward and gently placed a hand over the bandages on one of his wings. It turned the same jet black as the feathers that lay underneath. He then did the same on the other side.

"There, now you look more like yourself."

Blaine had called his mom the night before and asked her to drive them home when he was released. Kurt knew Blaine didn't feel bad excluding his father from his big day, he had shown that he would not hold his tongue about his opinions. Blaine had also told Kurt that he doubted his father would miss work for such an event either.

The ceremony was small and simple, only attended by Evalina, Elliot, Sam and Isabelle.

After the ceremony, Isabelle offered them a ride back to their house. They bid heartfelt goodbyes to the others. As a sort of wedding gift, Isabelle even refrained from teasing them as they snuggled up in the backseat of the car together, exchanging sweet kisses and basking in each other. She even offered to let Blaine's students know he was home and resting and would come by and see them first thing in the morning if they promised to leave them alone until then. She also vowed to keep their wedding a secret so Blaine could tell them himself.

Once they were alone, Kurt took his time worshiping every inch of Blaine's body before officially consummating their marriage. He poured every ounce of his love into making sure that Blaine knew he was cherished and loved. Naked and entwined together the only thing that Kurt missed was Blaine's wings wrapping protectively around his body. He took solace in the fact that he had forever ahead of him to enjoy their gentle caress against his body.

As the afternoon arrived, they extracted themselves from their bed and began readying the house for their little visitor. As Kurt bustled around the guest room, transforming it from a sophisticated space for visiting friends to what he hoped would be a welcoming room for a scared little girl, he couldn't help but think back to everything Sam, Elliot and their agency had done for him so many months ago. He wanted to make this poor child feel just as safe and welcome as they had made him

The walls were a pale grey, Kurt wished he could brighten them up a little. Instead he added color the way only he could under such short notice. He used his quirk to make the curtains a bright yellow. The bedding he transformed from a deep navy to a vibrant plaid of yellows, greens, pinks and blues with coordinating pillows and sheets.

While Kurt worked, Blaine packed away the books and knick knacks from the shelves into boxes. When he started to pick them up Kurt chastised him, "You are supposed to be taking it easy."

Blaine laughed, "I'll be fine Kurt, they aren't that heavy."

"Please, just leave them. I really don't want Aceso to come after me if you end up hurting yourself." Kurt said, trying his hand at puppy dog eyes.

"Fine," Blaine sighed playfully, "the less questions she asks the better. I don't want to be lectured about making love to my husband."

Kurt could feel a blush painting his cheeks. It was almost surreal to think they were actually married now. As much as Kurt thought it wouldn't change anything, there was something special in knowing others could see them and know that they were forever. He held his left hand up and examined the simple platinum band now residing there.

"I didn't think it would make me this happy." Kurt mumbled.

"What do you mean?" Blaine asked slowly.

Kurt smiled softly, "I mean, I already knew you were it for me, that I would love you forever. I didn't think rings and a piece of paper would mean so much to me. I knew what was in our hearts and that what we felt was real, it shouldn't change that but- now no one can doubt it, or question it and there is something special in that too."

"I like that I can call you husband. I didn't grow up believing in soul mates, so this- this is what I always dreamed of."

They kissed in the middle of the room lost in each other until Blaine's phone began to ring.

Kurt extracted himself from his husband and hurried to grab one of the boxes to put in the closet of his office. When he returned to grab the other one Blaine told him, "That was the guard at the front gate, the Department rep just checked in and they should be here in 5 minutes."

Suddenly Kurt was filled with nerves. He fumbled to pick up the other box to put it away. Blaine must have noticed, he placed a gentle hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Relax, she's just a little girl."

"I know," Kurt tried to smile, "I just- I just want to help her."

"We will, I know we will." Blaine said. His optimism buoyed Kurt's spirits and he felt at ease once more.

Kurt stood back when Blaine opened the door to the Department rep. He didn't take in a word she and Blaine exchanged, he was entranced by the little girl standing by her side. She was tiny, and looked no more than 3 years old. Her long black hair hung in her face, almost obscuring it. Her skin was pale, as if she hadn't spent any time in her short life outside. She lifted her head and their eyes met. She had ice blue eyes, so pale they weren't much darker than the whites. He smiled sweetly at her and she suddenly looked back down at her feet.

Kurt approached her and knelt down. He spoke softly to her, "Hi, my name's Kurt. What's your name?"

She lifted her head but before she could say anything the rep said, "She doesn't speak. She's a Jane Doe."

"Do you like it when people call you Jane?" Kurt asked, ignoring the woman. The little girl shook her head ever so slightly.

"Well then, we will just have to find a nickname you do like until you are ready to tell us your real name. Does that sound good?" He held out his hand and after a moment she nodded before taking it.

"Do you remember Blaine?" Kurt asked her, pointing over at him. "He helped you."

Her eyes grew wide, but she nodded quickly.

"He's a great hero isn't he? Do you want to stay with us for a little while?" Kurt asked, hoping that this was what she wanted.

His heart swelled when she squeezed his hand and nodded once more.

As Blaine finished handling the details with the rep, Kurt sat with her on the stairs going through every nickname he could think of, each one being dismissed with a small shake of her head, "Honey? Dear? Sweetie? Baby?"

Just as the rep left, Kurt was running out of ideas, "Giggles?"

A silent giggle answered along with a small nod.

"Giggles it is."

Despite her nickname, Giggles remained quiet the rest of the evening. She kept by Kurt's side, but kept looking at Blaine with wide wondering eyes. They tried to keep things simple, and not overwhelm her too much. They showed her her room, and they ate quietly in the kitchen. As they settled on the couch in front of the tv, she finally scooted a little closer to Blaine. She reached her little hand out and placed it over one of Blaine's bandaged wings.

"Are you worried about my wings?" Blaine asked her softly. She just looked at him, "I hurt them but they will be as good as new soon. I'm just glad you're okay."

Kurt watched as tears filled her eyes but before he could say anything to comfort her, she wrapped her arms around Blaine's neck holding him close. "It's okay Giggles, don't cry. I promise everything will be okay."

It was hard leaving her in her room all alone, she looked so tiny on the queen sized bed. Blaine sang softly to her until she drifted off to sleep. Kurt slept fitfully that night, which was a surprise considering it had been days since he had slept in an actual bed. He kept waking up expecting to hear cries coming from the room down the hall.

The next morning, Kurt quietly opened her door. Giggles was sitting up in the middle of the big bed, her hands folded neatly in her lap, silent as ever. She startled slightly when she saw Kurt standing in the doorway.

"It's okay," Kurt said softly to her. "If you woke up, you could have come and got us. You don't have to sit in here all alone."

She looked up at him with tears brimming in her big eyes with a look of utter disbelief.

"The door is only closed so we don't disturb you. If you want to keep it open, if that makes you feel better, we can do that." Kurt soothed her as he approached her bed.

She seemed to draw in on herself for a moment but turned and looked back up at Kurt. She seemed to think for another moment before she reached out to him.

"Are you hungry?" Kurt asked, picking her up.

She nodded.

"Well Giggles, how about we get dressed and then we can go get some breakfast." Kurt's heart wanted to burst when she smiled.

Kurt frowned at the oversized shirt she was wearing.

"One problem, we still need to go buy you some new clothes." Kurt pretended to ponder for a moment before declaring, "I know how about we raid my closet and I can show you a magic trick."

Kurt carried her to his and Blaine's room. Blaine was dressed and was making the bed. He smiled at them both as they entered. "I don't know about you two, but I think I want pancakes for breakfast."

Giggles nodded emphatically and struggled to be put down. Kurt obliged and watched her run over to Blaine with another huge smile on her face. She wrapped his leg in her arms and Kurt watched as Blaine patted her head tenderly. Kurt then turned to his closet and found a polo shirt and pulled it out.

"Okay, are you ready for my magic trick?" Kurt asked as he emerged.

Giggles looked at him expectantly. He placed the shirt on the bed and looked at it for a moment. He pictured the shape changing, shrinking down to become a dress. Once the transformation was complete, he looked over to her. Her eyes were wide and she had a look of delight on her face.

"Now, what color would you like?" Kurt asked. "Pink?" She shook her head. "Purple?" another head shake she then ran to his closet and pointed to a red shirt. "Red it is then." With a wave of his hand the white shirt turned red. Giggles clapped her tiny hands and ran to pick it up.

Dressed and ready to go they headed downstairs. "We need to go grocery shopping. We usually eat in the cafeteria. Classes have already started so it should be empty. If for some reason you get uncomfortable tap me 3 times. Okay? Can you do that?" Kurt said. Giggles looked at him seriously and nodded her head.

As they walked across campus Kurt carrying Giggles, Blaine said, "After we eat, I should drop in on my students. I don't want to worry them. Can I do that while you go and get Isabelle's car?"

"I'm honestly surprised they didn't storm our door first thing this morning." Kurt laughed before adding to Giggle. "This is a school. Blaine teaches kids how to be heroes. They haven't seen him since we got back."

Blaine smiled at her, "Maybe when you get bigger you can go to school here too."

When they entered the cafeteria, instead of finding it empty Blaine's class was sitting talking. They approached the table unnoticed by the group.

"And why aren't you all in class?" Blaine said with feigned sternness.

All eyes were suddenly on him. Kurt marvelled at the looks of elation and relief at seeing their teacher standing before them all right.

"Miss Cohen-Chang is having us split the morning with her class." Gillian, the class president piped up before anyone else could speak.

She had barely gotten the words out before the rest of the students began speaking at once. The main theme of their exclamations was, 'Mr. A. You're okay."

Kurt felt Giggles tense in his arms and he rubbed gently on her back to try and help calm her.

Blaine held up his hands quieting the class. "It's Mr. Hummel now, actually."

A new wave of exclamations filled the room, echoing off the walls. Kurt felt three taps on his breastbone. He looked down to see Giggles with wide frightened eyes.

"How about we go grab our food and we leave Blaine to talk to his students." He said softly as they walked away.

She nodded earnestly.

He carried her over and together they picked out what they were going to have for breakfast."

"Well, I think Blaine would like blueberry pancakes," Kurt told her with a wink, "How about some scrambled eggs and bacon too?"

She walked beside him as Kurt carried their tray over to a table far enough away from the students that they shouldn't bother her, but she could still see them. After a few minutes Blaine joined them at the table.

"In case you couldn't tell, they were happy for us," he said kissing Kurt on the cheek before turning to Giggles. "We were just married yesterday, so my students didn't know. They were also happy to hear you were coming to stay with us for a while. I am so proud of you for letting Kurt know it was a little too much."

Kurt's heart broke at the stunned expression on her face. It almost seemed like no one had ever told her they were proud of her. She dug into her pancake with more gusto that she had previously.

They spent the rest of the morning shopping. They made sure they got everything a little girl could want. Clothes, books, toys, and art supplies filled their shopping cart. As they rounded one aisle, Giggles suddenly burst from their side running away. Before Kurt could call out to her she stopped and craned her neck taking in the variety of stuffed toys on the shelf. He watched as her eyes raked across each animal one by one. She looked with purpose and Kurt watched her face morph from excited to disappointed as she didn't seem to find what she was looking for.

"Was there something you wanted?" Kurt knelt down and asked her.

She just looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Why don't you choose a different one for now and maybe when we get home you can draw what you wanted for us and we can see what we can do." Kurt encouraged her.

She let her eyes rove over the plushies once more. It seemed like forever before she finally pointed at a turquoise elephant high above her head. Blaine grabbed it for her and Kurt watched as she squeezed it experimentally. A small but sad smile turned her lips and she nodded to Kurt.

By the time they were finished in that store, Kurt could tell the morning had taken its toll on both the little girl and Blaine. Their eyes were a bit heavier and their movements slower. It reminded Kurt that Blaine was still healing.

"I have an idea," Kurt proposed, "Why don't I take the two of you home and we put this stuff away. I can come back to town and do the grocery shopping."

"I can't let you do it alone, that wouldn't be fair." Blaine protested.

Kurt nodded his head over at Giggles, who was rubbing at her eyes. "I don't know if she is up for more shopping today. I would stay home, but you aren't supposed to be driving yet, remember."

Blaine reluctantly agreed.

Once everything was put away in her room, Giggles was napping cuddled up to her elephant. Kurt and Blaine stood watching her for a moment. Kurt leaned over and kissed Blaine cheek, "Why don't you rest for a while?"

"I think that may be a good idea," Blaine sighed. "Will you cuddle with me when you get back?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," Kurt stated.

As Kurt drove back to the grocery store, he couldn't help thinking how nice it was to be a part of a family again, if only temporarily.