For everybody going crazy about my comment (or crazed rant) last chapter about the Warblers being in Season Three, this is where it came from. I couldn't find the actual tweet because I don't follow him, but I have this from a very reliable source. Angela's email to me, with a subject line that can't be repeated in mixed company: "Jon Hall (the beatboxer) tweeted: Can't wait to see what AdamAnders has lined up for season 3!"

So, we are very very very optimistic about the fate of our Warbler boys. Just keeping an eye out now for any more tweets that give away the boys going in for filming or recording or anything. Let me know if you see anything to back this up or (I'd almost rather not know but) whether you see something that proves us wrong.

Oh, I had a job interview today. I had one last week and never heard back and they promised to call back regardless so .. I don't know. But today's interview was a group interview and it was weird, to say the least. I had to pick a celebrity for some group exercise and you'll all be happy to know I chose Darren Criss and pretty much nobody there knew him. And then I mentioned Glee and I got, "Oh, yeah. Is he that guy who plays Kurt?" Sigh...

Anyway, I'm currently battling the second bout of a migraine. Not impressed.

From Mrs. Malfoy-Goode: After Kurt meets w/ David in BTW, Kurt meets w/ Blaine to talk it over w/ him (no kiss yet, but they're dating) and then...?

This confused me because I immediately thought 'Warbler David?' So I had to message Mrs. Malfoy-Goode to ask for clarification before realizing it was Dave Karofsky.

Leaving

Kurt's emotions were fraying rapidly as he drove back to Dalton. The entire time he had been talking with Karofsky, Kurt had been on tenterhooks, just waiting for the boy to snap and lash out at him. But the whole event had gone well, and there had been a moment of understanding in the boys eyes - rapidly concealed of course - that had given Kurt hope that maybe Dave might come to terms with his own sexuality one day.

But after the excitement had worn off - he was going back to McKinley! - and he had hugged his Dad and Finn and hopped back in the car, Kurt had realized.

Blaine.

Of course Blaine was all for him going back to McKinley. He knew Kurt wouldn't ever be truly happy as a Warbler; and while McKinley was chaotic, dramatic and undeniably homophobic, it was home for Kurt. No, Blaine wasn't going to argue with Kurt's decision. But Blaine was his boyfriend. And even though at the moment, boyfriend meant nothing more than occasional hand-holding and more coffee dates and movie nights, he still knew that he loved Blaine and Blaine cared for him a lot, if not loved him back.

And now Kurt was going to go and leave him.

Kurt took a deep breath, then another. It wasn't doing him much good. Of course it'll be fine, he told himself sharply, you've dealt with distance before. It's not like you're moving across the world or anything. It's only a couple of hours.

But the words were just words, and his heart knew otherwise. Pulling into Dalton, Kurt felt his heart rising in his throat, his eyes filling. He was always a crier - no matter what the emotion, no matter how insignificant, Kurt always found himself near tears at the worst of times. Right now, the overwhelming mix of emotions was tearing him apart, and Kurt knew he was about to lose it. And walking through the main entrance of Dalton was possibly the worst time for Kurt to cry.

Biting his lip, Kurt ducked his head and rushed through the halls quickly towards his room. As he walked, he realized that of course he wouldn't be alone to deal with his emotions - Blaine would be waiting. Kurt had been called out during class after all, and told Blaine to wait for him later.

Faced with the inevitable, Kurt pushed open his door to see Blaine sitting on his bed.

"So, what hap - Kurt?"

Blaine's brow furrowed in concern as Kurt fell next to him, curled into a ball and began to cry.

He didn't want to cry in front of Blaine, and he knew his boyfriend was probably thinking that something horrible had happened - Blaine didn't even know Kurt had gone to McKinley so he probably though it was some kind of family emergency. But once he had started, Kurt couldn't stop.

There was a moment of what Kurt knew was hesitance, then Blaine's arms were wrapping around him. Kurt resisted for a second, before realizing it wasn't pity or obligation that Blaine was offering, but comfort. Unballing his legs, he leant his head into Blaine's shoulder, feeling his tears soak into his boyfriend's blazer and instantly regretting it. But Blaine's arms were on his back, stroking gently, and words were being murmured in his ear and Kurt couldn't bring himself to move away.

Finally, the tears subsided and Kurt sniffed, pulling away to grab a tissue. Blaine's arms were still around him and Kurt rested back against the wall next to his boyfriend. He glanced at Blaine, only to see the boy looking back at him with concern written all over his face.

"Did... I mean, was it - ?" Blaine shook his head, trying to find the words.

"It wasn't my Dad," Kurt said instantly, knowing what Blaine was trying to ask.

Blaine sighed in relief. "Thank goodness, I didn't know how I was going to handle that."

Kurt chuckled and, feeling unusually bold, slipped an arm around Blaine's back so they were mirroring each other's gestures. Ignoring the sudden fluttering of his heart, Kurt leant slightly into Blaine. "No, I went to McKinley."

Blaine frowned. "It didn't go well then?"

"No, it did. Karofsky's agreed to behave and I can go back if I want to." Kurt allowed himself to smile at that, and Blaine smiled in return.

"But that's great, Kurt!"

He nodded, turning to face Blaine fully. "It also means I have to leave Dalton, Blaine. And ... and leave you."

Blaine's face dropped slightly, and Kurt knew it wasn't the first time his boyfriend had thought about it. Clearly Blaine had come to the realization a long time ago and Kurt instantly felt guilty for not having though about it earlier.

"Kurt, it's alright."

And clearly that guilt showed on his face. Blaine sighed, reaching out to take Kurt's free hand. "I knew ever since you agreed to be my boyfriend that this was going to happen. I could see it in your eyes, even back then, that you weren't going to stay at Dalton much longer. So I resolved to make the most of what we had then, and then deal with this when it came. Which, it seems, is now."

And now Blaine was pulling away, unwrapping their arms to take both of Kurt's hands. "Kurt, I won't try and stop you from going back. I could never do that. But I will give you the choice, albeit unfair, to make. I love you -"

Kurt gasped and Blaine's eyes widened. "Okay, I haven't said that yet. Crap -"

"I love you too."

Blaine's eyes attempted to go wider and Kurt couldn't help but laugh. "Sorry, you just look so... did you honestly think I didn't?"

"I .. I wasn't sure." Blaine collected himself again, seeming to remember the matter at hand. "Anyway, I do love you Kurt, but I don't want this to be difficult on you. So.." Blaine swallowed, and Kurt squeezed his hands, not sure what Blaine was trying to say but not liking the look on his boyfriend's face.

Blaine sighed. "What the hell. Kurt, if you want to end things, do it."

Kurt's jaw dropped, giving Blaine the chance to continue talking. "I'm not saying I want things to end, not at all. I've never been happier, Kurt. But - but if you don't think we can make it work, if you'd rather not worry about having to travel to see me or waiting for me to travel or... Kurt, I don't know. It's up to you and that's unfair and I'm sorry, but it is up to you."

And Blaine turned away, staring across the room. Kurt could hear his breathing, unsteady and as if he was trying to hold back tears, and Kurt knew how much it was killing Blaine to say what he had just said and now have to wait with the possibility of his boyfriend breaking up with him. But Blaine Anderson had forgotten one thing, and that was that Kurt Hummel never gave up the things he wanted the most.

And Kurt wanted Blaine.

"Blaine?"

As Blaine turned back, Kurt leant in and kissed him.

There weren't words to describe it, and Kurt knew even if he did this a million times - which he aimed to at least attempt - he still wouldn't have any. All he could feel was himself connecting to Blaine in yet another way, so wonderful and complex and perfect. Pulling away, Kurt rested their foreheads together and lifted his hands to touch either side of Blaine's face. "The only way we're breaking up is if you get sick of me, mister. I'm not doing your dirty work."

And Blaine laughed, so light and free and in a way that Kurt hadn't heard in so long - and which made him realize just how long this burden must have been on his boyfriend's shoulders. "Well then, it looks like we're going to be together forever."

Kurt couldn't ignore the excited little jump his heart gave this time and the smile curving over his lips was mirroring itself in Blaine's face. "You know, I think I'll be okay with that."

"Me too."

Klaine fluff. I'm overdosing on it.

I have to admit it - I write these stories heaps in advance and the day I upload them onto the Document Manager and read them again, I can't help but smile. It's like finding a new story.

MusicalEscape:

"BOO! Are you okay? I tried calling, but I hooked up with some mall people instead telling me about the power thing. I got them to hook me up."

"Mercedes, I'm-" *giggle* "fine."

"Are you sure you're not high from a lack of oxygen? You're voice is kinda squeaky."

"Merc-" *moan* "I'm fine. Don't worry."

"WHITE BOY, WHAT'S HAPPENING DOWN THERE?"

"Blaine's here. *muffled* Stop Blaine, that tickles!"

"What are you- oh. OH. Let me talk to him."

"Hi Mercedes!"

"Break my boy's heart, I break your face. Give the phone back to Kurt."

"Um, okay." *gives phone*

"White boy, get some." *line goes dead*

"What was that?"

"Nothing." *starts making out again*