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Chapter 14 Dreams

Kurt stood there with his head on Blaine's shoulder, tears running down his face feeling so much pain, wishing with everything he had that things could be different, that some things had never happened, but he knew he couldn't re-write the past, he could only hope for the future.

"I'm still yours Blaine, I will always be yours, whenever you are ready for me to be," Kurt said softly, lifting his head off of Blaine's shoulder and looking him in the eyes.

"Kurt," Blaine whispered before bringing both hands up to frame Kurt's face, and then leans in and places another kiss on his lips, hungry, sensual, deep, and also with a little anger. Their tongues connecting, in a dance they had shared a million times over the years their tongues having their own language.

Blaine pulled away, only when he was out of breath, but couldn't bring himself to move away from Kurt. Needing his closeness, his heat, and yes, his love. Blaine looked down at the face of his angel, the face of the man he loved, seeing his red swollen lips, he dives back in and kisses Kurt again, and before he realizes what he is doing Blaine is pushing Kurt back against the car, his hardness pressing against Kurt's, he gasps and then remembers where they are. They are in a public parking lot, outside of one of the largest international airports in the world, where just a few minutes ago, the paparazzi had been storming around them. Kurt deserved so much more than being tomorrow's headline news, so he gently places another kiss on Kurt's cheek, opens the door for him, and helps Kurt in, softly closing the door behind him. Blaine shakes his head, takes a few deep breaths while walking around the car, and then climbs into the driver's seat, and they are off.

Blaine was kicking himself all the way to the restaurant, friends. We're going to be friends, he keeps telling himself. Blaine knows he can't lose Kurt again, that he can't live his life without him being in it, in some way being part of it. So if that means they stay only friends, then they stay only friends, he can't risk not having Kurt in his life again, that had hurt too badly. He had missed him too much, so even though his body was screaming for more, Blaine knows for now he needs to listen to his heart.

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Blaine took Kurt to his favorite restaurant in Los Angeles, and they fall right back into step with each other. It was like the last year hadn't happened at all, and they had just had dinner together the night before. It reminded Blaine of their Friday night dates at Breadstix when they still lived in Ohio or Gino's when they were in New York. Even though they had been engaged, Blaine had wanted to keep their date night routine. They usually had dinner with their friends every other night, but Friday night had been for him and Kurt. Blaine had wanted Kurt to know he was still important to him. He wanted to keep the romance alive even though they were engaged.

"Thank you for that text, by the way," Blaine said, laughing, "I needed that more than you will ever know."

"Why were you laughing to begin with?" Kurt asked with a smile on his face

"Oh my god, if you could have seen the looks on the Mitchell's faces when I walked in. I had told them that I had no intention of being there. I couldn't care less about what they did, I would pay for whatever they wanted, but that was it. I wanted nothing to do with the funeral. I guess they thought they were going to play it up for the cameras, play the grieving parents, get everyone's sympathy and talk bad about me for not being there. Their expressions changed when not only I walked in, but my whole family," Blaine said grinning the grin that Kurt had always loved so much

"So, how did it go?" Kurt finally asked, looking at Blaine and watched as that grin slipped off of his face.

"It went about like I expected it would. Right after the service, we had to go to Bryce's lawyer's office. Bryce had added a codicil to his will that in the case of his death, his will was to be read immediately after the funeral. Right after we got married, I had changed my will listing Bryce and Sere as my beneficiaries. Something told me not to trust him with it, that I needed to list Sere separately. He decided that since we were married, his will needed to be changed as well. I was a little surprised when I realized he didn't even mention Sere's name at all. I guess he just knew that I would always take care of her."

"What I didn't expect was that he was going to leave me everything, and I mean everything. He left me his apartment in Pairs, and New York that I didn't even know he owned, as well as the cars he had housed there. When Shey died, she had willed the apartment she lived in, in London to Bryce, so that was also passed on to me. The thing that really blew all of our minds was that he left me the house his parents currently live in, and the will said for me to deal with that property as I saw fit. If his parents hadn't shown their asses, I would have just signed the house over to them. I don't need it, but instead of keeping their mouths shut and allowing me the opportunity to sign the deed over to them, they basically offered to let me buy my daughter from them, in exchange for the house," Blaine finished still feeling disgusted by them.

"What do you mean 'buy' your daughter? I don't understand," Kurt looked at him, confused.

"The first words out of their mouth when we had walked into the lawyer's office was that they were going to fight me for custody of Sere, that way if I got everything through Bryce's will, as Sere's guardian they would get access to the money left by Shey for her. They don't want her, they just want the money she was left."

"Dad feels that since the adoption was legal, that they can't take her from me, but just to be safe he is having a paternity test run so that we can prove he was Shey's father and we will have as much legal right to her with or without the adoption as they do. They told me that if I signed the house over to them, they wouldn't fight me for custody. I told them where to go, and to be out of my house by Saturday." Blaine told him, still not believing how the Mitchells had acted.

"Wow, what are you going to do with their house?" Kurt asked, looking at him.

"I guess I'll sell it. I don't want it, and I don't have any use for it at all. It's one of those places that was meant to be a showplace, not a home. I've only been there twice, but it felt sterile and cold. Each time I felt like I needed to take me shoes off before daring to walk in the door. I know Bryce owned it, but I am sure he didn't pick it our or decorate it, that was all June Mitchell. Once it's sold, along with everything else, I can put the money into Sere's trust, I want nothing to do with any of it, but it's rightfully hers."

"I still have everything in my apartment, I need to get rid of, and then I need to clear out Shey's apartment in London. When we got Sere, we just went in and packed the stuff we thought we would need for her. We didn't find out until later that Bryce had been left everything, including her apartment. So I have that to clean out and place it on the market. Bryce had been paying the mortgage payments on it until he could figure out what to do with it."

"I didn't know her at all, and I have to go in there and try to decide what just to get rid of and what to keep for Sere. There was so much stuff in there, little books and scrapbooks, I can tell she loved her, and I want to make sure Sere knows that one day. I want to find some stuff so she can learn about her mom, the person, and not just her public life, you know." Blaine said with a sad look on his face.

"Her public life?" Kurt questioned.

"Oh crap, I didn't tell you, Sere's mom was Shey Alexander," Blaine replied.

"Oh, wow," Kurt said in awe. He had known Shey Alexander had died but still didn't put the two Shey's together. He had watched every movie she had been in, even one of the earlier ones she was in with Bryce Mitchell. Kurt had even seen her in a play once. She had been an amazing actress."

"Yup, one and the same. It's funny, I used to follow her work. I always thought she was amazing and had no idea that she was my sister. Now, I have her apartment to sort through. It would be different if I didn't know she was family, I could just go in and throw stuff away, but she was family. I also have no idea what I am going to find in Paris or New York. I understand the New York apartment in a way. I knew he was planning on filming a movie there, once he was done in Morocco, but why Paris? It just doesn't make sense, and I have no idea how long he has owned either property," Blaine says with a sigh. "I just wish he had left everything to his parents, you know so that I didn't have to deal with it. I just want this all to be over, so I can get back to my life, whatever that may be" Blaine said looking at Kurt

"You'll figure it out Blaine, you always do," Kurt said and meant it. Blaine had always been one of those people who could think on his feet and make the right decisions. Looking back, Kurt wished he could have learned that from Blaine, maybe he wouldn't have screwed up as bad as he did.

"I guess," Blaine said, shrugging, "Are you ready to get out of here?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt, glad to be able to talk to him again. He had missed that, just being able to talk to his friend.

They stood up, and right as they were about to walk out the door, Blaine saw lights flashing outside. "Fuck, why can't they just leave me alone?" Blaine said, shaking his head. He turns around and looks at Kurt, pulling out a pair of sunglasses he always kept in his pocket and handed them to him.

"I'm sorry about this. I don't know how they found us here unless someone called them. Just follow me, and I'll try to get us out of here," Blaine said, watching as Kurt slipped the glasses on.

"Blaine,"

"Blaine, is this your new boyfriend?"

"Are you already dating someone?"

"Where is Sere Tonight?"

Blaine just holds up his hands so that everyone quiets down. "Sere is with a sitter tonight, this is not my boyfriend, and no, I am not dating anyone. He is my best friend from high school. He came in to help me settle some things and offer his support. Goodnight," Blaine said before putting his hand on Kurt's lower back to guide him through the group of reporters, and then towards his car

Kurt walked beside Blaine feeling a sense of sadness, like he had never felt before. "Best friend from high school" is what Blaine had called him, and that had hurt him so badly. They had been so much more. Boyfriends, fiancés, lovers. They hadn't been just best friends in a long time, not since Dalton. Kurt realized at that moment, that's all they were now. He was on the same level as Sam and Tina, and he wanted to cry. Kurt just hoped he could hold off until they got to Blaine's apartment so he could go into his bathroom and breakdown.

Blaine pulled up outside the Beverly Wilshire and parked his car. "You live here?" Kurt asked, surprised, looking at him. Blaine had talked about an apartment. Kurt hadn't thought the apartment would be in a hotel.

"No, I don't live here. I live about 3 miles away. I booked you a room here," Blaine said, stepping out of the car and then walking around to open Kurt's door. Kurt stepped out and just looked at Blaine, not understanding at all. He then watched as Blaine walked to the trunk, got his suitcase out, and then started walking toward the door leading to the lobby. Blaine didn't stop once to see if Kurt was following him, he just walked to the reception desk and smiled at the woman standing behind it. Kurt walked up behind him, feeling so lost. "Hi, I booked a room for Kurt Hummel."

Kurt watches as she scrolls through the reservations and finds him listed, and passes him a key card. "Yes sir, we have him booked in room 346. Take the middle elevator, and it will take you to the correct floor, please let us know if there is anything you need Mr. Hummel, I hope you enjoy your stay."

"Thank you," Kurt whispers, feeling like his stay had already been ruined, but he kept his mouth shut.

Blaine guides Kurt to the elevator she had mentioned, stepped into it and pressed the button for the third floor. When the elevator doors closed, Blaine reached down and took Kurt's hand in his. He had wanted to touch Kurt since they left the airport, but this was the first time all night he had allowed himself too. He was trying to do this right, build on what they had now, so maybe they could have more if that was something Kurt wanted as well. When Blaine guides Kurt to his room, still holding his hand. He stops in front of Kurt's door, opens it for him, and then hands him the key card.

"I don't understand," Kurt said quietly, looking into Blaine's face, still trying his best not to break down

Blaine finally sees how Kurt is looking and understand immediately. He quickly walks them into the room, shutting the door behind them, and then he is pulling Kurt into his arms. "Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I thought you would be more comfortable staying here tonight. My apartment only has two bedrooms. One of them is the nursery, and the other was mine and Bryce's room. I'm not even sleeping in there anymore. I couldn't ask you too. I have been sleeping in the living room on a pull out bed since I got home from Morocco."

"I didn't mean to make you think I didn't want to be with you. Nothing could be further from the truth," Blaine said, leaning in and placing a sweet kiss on Kurt's lips, "I love you, Kurt, please don't ever forget that. If you want, I can be here first thing in the morning, and pick you up, take you to my apartment, and we can figure out what to do from there," Blaine said before kissing him again.

"Ok," Kurt said, trying to smile and failing.

"Oh Kurt, we'll figure all this out, I promise. I'll be here in the morning at eight unless that is too early for you?" Blaine asks feeling like an ass for not thinking about how this whole thing would look to Kurt

"No, that won't be too early," Kurt said quietly as Blaine pulls him into a hug and places one last kiss on his lips. Kurt then has to stand back and watch as Blaine walks to the door, opens it, and then closes it behind him. Kurt walks over to the bed, crawls in and curls up in a fetal position, and falls apart. He hated this, the separation, and knew he had no one to blame for it but himself, this was all on him.

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Blaine woke up screaming. He had just had another nightmare. This time it had been about his and Kurt's first break up. The nightmare had been so very real. It had started with him telling Kurt about Eli, about what he had done, begging Kurt to forgive him. To please not end them. He had watched as Kurt had started crying and then as he had run away. Blaine had fallen to his knees and cried, pulling on his hair, screaming, before standing up and running after Kurt trying to catch him. He had to make him listen, to understand. And like always, that is where the dream ended. But he can still remember every second of that night.

Blaine had shown up at Kurt's door. He wasn't supposed to be there for another two weeks, but, he had to confess, he had to tell him what he had done. Blaine had never lied to Kurt before, and to him, not confessing would have been the same as a lie. So he had gotten on a plane and went to New York. Blaine remembers he had never felt so nervous in his life. He had seen the flower shop on the way to Kurt's apartment and stopped and bought some roses. Looking back, he doesn't know why he had done it, but it had just felt so right.

He had wanted to spend time with Kurt, somewhere private, to have the conversation he knew they needed to have. When Kurt had said that he, Rachel, and Finn had been about to go out, Blaine quickly agreed to join them. That would give him just a little more time to get his thoughts in order, figure out exactly what he needed to say. That had been one of the worst nights of his life. He had sung at Callbacks, and still wished he had chosen any other song, anything but Teenage Dream. That had been their song. It had been something special between them, and he had ruined it. Kurt had known right away that something was wrong. He had known Blaine so well, knew every one of Blaine's moods, leaving Blaine no choice but to tell him the truth. When they had left Callbacks, Kurt had asked quietly what was wrong, Blaine had told him the truth and had broken Kurt's heart in the process. His night with Eli hadn't been worth it. Nothing could ever be worth losing his Kurt.

Blaine had just gotten to a point where he didn't feel anything anymore, except numb. He had gone to Eli's place, hoping just to feel something again, and he had… for a few minutes anyway. He had kissed Eli. They had even made it as far as the bed and were making out. It felt good at first, but that quickly faded. Eli had really gotten into it, but not Blaine. He couldn't go through with it, he hadn't even gotten hard. Blaine had never gotten the chance to tell Kurt that he hadn't gone all the way with Eli that night, that until Bryce, Kurt had been the only person he had ever had sex with. He couldn't say make love, because what had happened with Bryce was definitely not love.

When Blaine had finally made it home that night, he had cried harder than he ever had in his life. He had just ruined everything, and Blaine knew nothing would ever be the same again. He had crawled into his bed and cried for hours, knowing what he needed to do, he needed to talk to Kurt, and oh how he dreaded it. When he had heard his parents moving around the next morning, he had told them that he needed to see Kurt, that he had ruined everything. They had taken one look at him, and let him go. His mom had pulled him into a hug. She hadn't known what was going on, but the look on Blaine's face had told her that it was bad.

After Kurt ran off, Blaine had followed him back to his apartment, still hoping they could talk, hoping that they could still work this out. Blaine had known he had messed up, but still had hope that they could fix it. He had known there was no hope when Kurt had quietly told him, he could sleep in his room that night, but Blaine also heard the unspoken words that he would be expected to leave the next morning. Kurt had then reached into one of his drawers, pulled out a pair of pajamas, and went to the bathroom to change. That was the first time Kurt had ever done that. They had made love to each other hundreds of times, Blaine had seen every inch of Kurt's beautiful body, and that hit him harder than any words could have. It was really over.

He had watched Kurt come back into the room, eyes red-rimmed. Had watched Kurt walk to his side of the bed, pull down the covers, and slip between the sheets, before turning his back on him. Blaine had stood there watching as his beautiful Kurt's shoulders started to shake, and heard him quietly cry. Blaine had wanted to run up to him, pull him into his arms and hold him tight, but he knew he no longer had that right. Blaine had grabbed the pajamas he had brought with him, and like Kurt carried them into the bathroom to change. When he walked back into the room, Kurt's shoulders were no longer shaking, his breathing had evened out, but Blaine still heard the hiccups coming from his beautiful boy, his love, he had fallen asleep crying, and it had been his fault. He had been the one to cause that pain, something he never thought he would do.

Blaine had quietly walked to his side of the bed and crawled in. Rolling on his side, he turned off the light and broke down. To this day, Blaine wonders how Kurt had let him stay, allowed him to be in his bed after what he'd done. That had been the longest night of his life. Blaine had finally drifted to sleep at around three.

That night the apartment had been filled with so much tension between Kurt and Blaine and also between Rachel and Finn. Two relationships had ended that night. Two relationships that Blaine had always thought would make it. Especially him and Kurt, he had never had a doubt they would. When Blaine had woken up the next morning, Kurt had no longer been in bed. He quietly got up, gotten dressed, and went looking for him. He found Kurt in the living room. Blaine had wanted Kurt to yell, scream, to fight, something, but he hadn't. He had just looked at Blaine with a sad, crushed expression on his face and just asked, "Why?"

Sere crying brought Blaine out of his thoughts and had him crawling out of bed. The way he felt at that moment, that breakup could have just happened, well either breakup really. He felt raw, exposed, and yes, hurt. He realized that even with everything he had gone through with Bryce, every awful word that had been spoken, and everything he had learned, nothing could ever hurt him as bad as what he had done to Kurt and, in turn, what Kurt had done to him.

"What's wrong baby, I'm sorry, did I wake you up? " Blaine asked, picking Sere up, holding her tight, once again knowing that if it wasn't for her, he would never make it through. He went over and changed her diaper and then carried her into the kitchen to heat her a bottle, and then he walked with her into the living room, sitting down in the rocking chair and gently started to rock.

"What would you say about us finding a new place to live, huh? Shake some old memories and maybe make some new ones. I have someone we are going to spend some time with today. You met him in New York. I think you're really going to like him. He's someone really special to daddy. He's my oldest friend," Blaine said softly to Sere looking down into her beautiful face

When she finished her bottle, he placed her head gently on his shoulder and just rocked, holding her, not ready to let her go yet. He needed to hold her, to feel her warmth to chase away the memories that dream had brought on. He was going to be meeting Kurt later and needed to have a clear head when he did. He wondered once again if these nightmares would ever end.

He softly started singing a song, never once stopping his rocking

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams, I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

Blaine slowly raises his hand to wipe the tears that were now streaming down his face, wondering if he could do this, could he trust again, and if he did, and if it ended, could he survive it again. It had been bad enough when he was alone, but now he had his beautiful little girl to worry about. Did he trust enough to let another person in her life? Could he take the chance of her getting hurt? That was something he needed to decide before he moved on any further. Letting himself get hurt was one thing, but letting her get hurt was a completely different story.

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At 4:30, Blaine stood up and carried Sere back to her room and placed her in her crib. He had been thinking about the past, everything that had happened. When he was younger, everything had seemed so promising, after everything that had happened at Carson, when his parents had transferred him to Dalton, he had thrived, Blaine had finally found the place he fit in, the place where he belonged. Then, he met Kurt, and his life had really begun. He had fallen so hard for him. Kurt had quickly become the center of his universe. Blaine couldn't see himself without seeing Kurt beside him until he the day he had too. But if he was honest with himself, after the last break up, he had grown, he had become himself again, found his own center. One that wasn't centered on Kurt. He had become strong again.

Looking back on everything that had happened, every bad decision he had made, had gotten him here. Yes, part of it, he would gladly redo, but he had proven to himself that he could survive on his own. He was stronger than he had ever thought he was. He also realizes that anyone can hurt you, and knock you down, but he can't keep spending his life afraid of being hurt, he had to believe again. He was ready to try living again, and he knew who he wanted to do that with. It was time to believe again. Kurt had forgiven him when he had messed up, it had taken him a while, but he had forgiven him. Being apart again had shown Blaine what he wanted out of life, it showed him how important Kurt was to him. It also showed him that it was time to forgive.

When they had hooked up after Rachel's house party, and he had told Kurt he felt they needed to stay broken up, Blaine knew he had made the right decision for himself at the time, but now he feels like he is ready to try again. Looking at the clock, Blaine realizes he still has 3 hours before he said he would pick Kurt up. He smiles and walks into his room and takes a quick shower and gets dressed.

Walking back into the living room, he pulls out his keyboard and starts playing. He plays Teenage Dream, Somewhere only we know, Perfect, and ends with American Boy, remembering Kurt singing that song with him at his showcase and remembering the look on Kurt's face when he had told the room that he wanted to sing with his fiancé. Blaine had felt so proud that night saying those words.

At 6:30 Blaine gives up waiting, he goes back into his room, opens up his top dresser drawer, and pulls out his bracelet. He is ready to fight again, fight to get his Kurt back. He was ready. Blaine went into Sere's room and gently picked her up. Not even bothering to change her, out of her pajamas, he'll do that when he gets home. He does, however, throw a few diapers and wipes in her diaper bag, and he is heading out the door.

On the way to the hotel he swings into Starbucks and grabs himself a medium drip and Kurt a grande nonfat mocha, he smiles when he thinks of how many times he had ordered that exact drink for Kurt, thinking about the first time he had ordered it without asking Kurt what he wanted first. Kurt had looked at him, shocked, and said, "You remembered my coffee order?" Blaine had just answered, of course, as if he could forget anything about Kurt, even then.

When he pulls into the parking lot of the motel, he steps out, slings the diaper bag over his shoulder, unhooks the infant car seat from its base, then grabs the coffee and is heading inside, only an hour early. Kurt won't hurt him too badly, he thinks with a laugh. He takes the elevator up to the third floor, sets Sere down in front of Kurt's door, so he has a free hand and then knocks. Blaine leaned on the door jamb for five minutes before he watches the door slowly open, and he sees Kurt, and can only smile. Oh yeah, he was definitely ready.

"Blaine," Kurt says softly, eyes blinking from the lights in the hallway, and Blaine sees how puffy Kurt's eyes were; he had gone to sleep crying. Blaine promises himself that he will never allow that to happen again, he will work hard never to make Kurt cry again

"I did say seven, didn't I?" Blaine asks looking at him with a sheepish smile, "I brought coffee..." knowing that if you were going to wake Kurt up early on a day he didn't have to work there had better be coffee or snuggles involved, he had the coffee, and hopes for the other later after they talk.

"Umm, I could have sworn you said 8," Kurt said with the beginnings of a smile on his face reaching out and grabbing his cup of coffee, and taking a big sip sighing. "You always knew the best ways to wake me up," Kurt smiled and then realized what he said and looked up at Blaine to see how he was going to take that.

"Oohh really" Blaine said, reaching down, grabbing Sere's carrier and moving her into the room shutting the door. Blaine sets his cup of coffee down on the dresser, and then reaches out, taking Kurts and sitting beside his. Without warning, Blaine pulls Kurt too him and kisses him hard, and heavy, sliding his tongue into his mouth, tasting coffee and Kurt, his two favorite flavors in the world. Blaine slowly backs Kurt up until his back is pressed against a wall. Blaine braces his forearms beside Kurt's head, kissing all over his face, along his jaw, to his ear. "I love you, Kurt," he whispered in his ear, never meaning it more. "I want you, Kurt," Blaine whispered next, slowly pressing his hardness into Kurt so he can feel just how badly Blaine wanted him. "I want you with me forever," he said softly before attacking his lips again.

"Wait, what did you say?" Kurt asked, turning his head a little so he could talk.

"I love you, Kurt," Blaine said, leaning back in to kiss him again a smile on his face knowing precisely what Kurt was asking.

"No, what else did you say?" Kurt asked, turning his head away again so he could talk.

Blaine kissed his neck and up to his ear, "I need you, Kurt," he said, pushing his hips forward once again, letting Kurt know just how bad he wanted him.

"Blllaaaaiiinnee," Kurt whined. Blaine could only laugh he had so missed that, how Kurt would sound when he was getting frustrated when he wanted Blaine to repeat himself, and Blaine would say everything, but the one thing he wanted him too.

Blaine stood back, the smile dropping off his face, looking Kurt in the eyes one hundred percent serious "I want you with me forever," he said, reaching out and holding both of Kurt's hands in his.

"I love you, Kurt. I have missed you so much. I can't regret the turns my life took because I wouldn't have that little girl over there. But I am done fighting it Kurt," Blaine said, leading Kurt over to the bed so they could set down.

"I've been so afraid of being hurt again that I've been afraid to live. I realized this morning that I had to let go of that fear, let go of past mistakes because until I do, I'll never really be able to move forward. I want you back, Kurt in every way, as my friend, my boyfriend, my lover, my everything. Things won't be easy, and I know that we have a lot we need to work through, plus I now have a daughter who depends on me and who I love to distractions. She will always have to be my number one priority" Blaine said looking at him, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Kurt, will you make me the happiest man in the world and be my boyfriend again? Will you put up with my crazy, and let me be part of your life again? Like I said I know it won't be easy, but I think WE have always been worth it," Blaine asked, giving Kurt's hand a gentle squeeze.

"Blaine, are you serious?" Kurt whispered with tears running down his face before a smile spread across his face "Yes, yes, yes a million times yes," Kurt said laughing before jumping onto Blaine pushing him down on the bed, placing a hundred kisses all over his face

When Sere started fussing, Blaine stood up "What is it sweet girl did the bad man attack your daddy, huh, did he? Well, whatever are we going to do about that?" Blaine said, picking her up and placing soft kisses over her face making her giggle the way he loved. "Shall we attack him back? You see, daddy knows all his tickle spots," Blaine said, walking back over to the bed, still holding her with a mischievous look on his face.

"Blaine, don't you dare," Kurt said his voice getting higher.

"Well, you see, Sere feels we need to get back at you for attacking me," Blaine said, winking at Kurt. "Oh well, I guess we'll just have to settle for a kiss," Blaine said before leaning down and placing a small kiss on Kurt's lips.

"Are you ready to get out of here?" Blaine said, placing one more kiss on Kurt's lips.

"Yeah, let me get dressed," Kurt said, before standing it and grabbing some clothes out of his suitcase and walking into the bathroom to get dressed. Blaine hated that, wanting them to get back to where they were, but knowing it will take a while before they are.

When Kurt stepped back out of the bathroom, he saw that Blaine was changing Sere, and he saw the bracelet for the first time and could only smile, he was wearing it again. Blaine had planned on asking him to be his boyfriend again before he even got here. It wasn't a spur of the moment thing, and Kurt became happier than he had been in a while.

Blaine puts Sere back in her car seat, picks her up, and waits for Kurt. "Grab your suitcase. You won't be staying here tonight," Blaine said with a soft smile because he wanted Kurt to be with him.

"Are you sure Blaine?" Kurt asked looking at him

"I have never been more sure about anything," he said and stood back and watched as Kurt repacked everything into his suitcase, picked it up and then Blaine grabbed his hand and held it down the elevator, over to the reception desk to check Kurt out, and then outside and to his car.

He drove to his apartment, feeling a little nervous about taking Kurt into the apartment he had shared with Bryce, wondering for the first time if he was going to find it weird, and also wondering if this was too much, too fast.

"Kurt sweetheart, are you sure you want to do this, that you are ok with this? If you don't want to, I'll understand," Blaine said, looking at Kurt, not wanting to jeopardize something that he had just gotten back.

"I'm sure Blaine, trust me, this will be fine," Kurt said but feeling a little dread as well. He really hated that Blaine had been with someone else, had "married" this person, when he had always thought it would be them that got married, once again regretting past mistakes.

While Blaine got Sere out of her seat and grabbed her diaper bag, Kurt let himself out of the car. Blaine had always opened the door for him. He had once explained to him that he loved just taking care of him, but Blaine now had someone else to take care of, and even though they were starting over, he needed to figure where he now stands in Blaine's life, hoping that they can make it work again.

Kurt followed Blaine into the building, watched as he waved at the security sitting behind a big desk, and then walked over to an elevator that he had to put a key card in before the elevator would even open.

"After 'Always' aired, and we got Sere, we had to move to a safer building," Blaine said explaining the elevator, hoping that now that he planned on getting out of the business, and once everything blew over with Bryce's death that he could move back into a normal life without the paparazzi hounding them.

Blaine stepped out of the elevator followed by Kurt, he turned left down the hall and stopped in front of his door and unlocked and opened it and stood back and let Kurt in. The first thing he realized was that he had been in such a hurry to leave and get to Kurt; he had forgotten to put the pull out bed away. "Sorry, give me a sec," Blaine said, smiling at Kurt and taking a sleeping Sere into her room and putting her in the crib.

When he walked back into the living room, he saw Kurt standing in front of the cabinet where all the awards were kept "Yeah there are a bunch of them," Blaine said walking behind him, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist, loving having him back in his arms.

"Which ones are yours," Kurt asked and watched as Blaine pointed his out.

"Ok, you said you didn't know what to do with Bryce's awards. I had an idea, why don't you donate them to a charity. They can auction them off and make money. I remember growing up hearing about the Children's Miracle Network. They always had telethons to raise money to help kids or even Saint Jude. They do a lot of good too. You can donate them to something like that, that way you aren't throwing them away and they will go to a cause we can both stand behind.

"I love that, Kurt, how do we get ahold of them?" Blaine asked, turning Kurt to face him.

"Do you have a computer?" Kurt asked

"Yeah, hang on," Blaine walked into his bedroom and pulled it out of his old Dalton messenger bag he still carried his laptop in and could do nothing but smile. This was the same laptop he used when he was going to NYADA. When he left school, he never felt the need to replace it.

The last time Kurt had seen it was when he was still living with Mercedes and Sam. Blaine had cooked dinner for them for their Friday date night, instead of going out somewhere. Blaine remembers he had just wanted to spend time with Kurt alone. He had been having a tough time adjusting to college life and had started feeling insecure about himself, and his body, and had just wanted to spend the night holding Kurt.

Instead of staying home, Kurt talked him into walking to see a movie and eating a salad at one of their favorite restaurants instead of eating the heavy meal he had made for them. When Kurt had opened the laptop to find showtimes, the first thing he saw was the website Frat Boi Physicals, Kurt had just walked away and left the apartment. Blaine had seen how hurt Kurt was and promised himself he would never put Kurt through that again. After that, he had never gone back to that site or any like it again.

Blaine carried the laptop into the living room, plugs it in and turns it on, passing it to Kurt. Kurt smiles and shakes his head. "Am I going to find anything interesting when I open this up?" Kurt asks, recognizing the laptop right away.

"No," Blaine laughs, kissing Kurt on his cheek.

Kurt pulls up the website for both charities, and they research them. Blaine likes the idea of giving something to a charity that researches childhood diseases. Now that he has a baby, he thinks about things like that more, how he would feel if that was his child going through something like that.

"Let's do St Jude, I like what they do, and what they stand for," Blaine said looking at Kurt.

Kurt looks through the website and finds a telephone number for their business office. Blaine calls it, introduces himself, and talks to them about what he wants to do, what he wants to donate.

"Do you know if you would be interested in any of the clothes, or just the awards?"

"Yes, I do have some of them that he wore to different events and pictures that show him wearing them,"

"Yes ma'am that will work, when do you think someone could be here?"

"Yes ma'am today would actually be perfect I need to be in New York tomorrow."

"Yes ma'am, I would be happy too, if you have some printed out."

"Ok, I'll see them then. Just tell them to go to security, and then I can buzz them up."

"You are welcome, have a good day,"

"Wow," Blaine said, hanging up and turning around to look at Kurt. "They are sending some people over now. They want the awards and clothes. I need to pull out Bryce's photo album. He has a lot of pictures that show him in a lot of the clothes he had. They can use them as provenance for the clothes. They also asked if I would be willing to sign some pictures they could sell as well, I wasn't expecting that at all."

"It would seem that they are working on getting some stuff together for an auction right now, hence their rush to come and get everything, they said they would be here in an hour," Blaine said still in shock that they wanted his signature. Sometimes he still can't believe the publicity he gets. He was just a normal man who walked onto a show and loved doing it. He wasn't interested in ever doing another one but had loved working on that show.

"So… you need to be in New York tomorrow?" Kurt asked, looking at Blaine. He had been a little surprised by that. Blaine hadn't said anything about going there, and now Kurt wonders if this is a way to get away from him politely.

"Not necessarily need to, but I figured if we could get a lot of this cleared out today, we might be able to go check out the New York apartment and see what I am going to be dealing with there. I'm hoping there isn't that much, to be honest." Blaine said, looking at Kurt.

"Oh, so you want me to go with you?" Kurt asked, feeling better. He wasn't trying to get away from him

"Shit, sorry Kurt, I guess I should have asked instead of just assuming you would want to go with me," Blaine said looking at him hoping he would want to come but understanding if he doesn't

"No, that's fine I would love to go with you," Kurt said, leaning over and kissing him.

Within an hour, the representatives from St. Jude were there. He showed them the awards. He had taken his out and moved them to the bedroom. Even though he didn't plan on staying in show business, he planned on keeping his awards. Who knows, maybe Sere will want them one day. He shows them to the bedroom and to Bryce's closet, and also hands them the photo album. He told them they could keep whatever they wanted and do whatever they wanted to with the rest. Blaine signed the form they handed him, where he was stating that everything in the collection had belonged to Bryce Mitchell. They could make several copies to put with the clothes that didn't have pictures showing Bryce wearing them. He then went back into the living room and signed the glossies they had brought of him so that they could auction them off as well.

"Thank you so much for your generosity. This will go a long way to help us reach our goal this year. We're just sorry we're getting everything under the circumstances we are. Thank you once again, Mr. Anderson. We apologize for your loss," Mrs. Baker said as she shook his and Kurt's hand, and then they were walking out the door.

Blaine already felt better. He had just gotten rid of everything that Bryce had left here. It would be nice to come home and not have to look at it anymore.

"One down, three more to go," Blaine said with a sigh. It was almost over.

He pulled Kurt into his arms and just held him; he had made everything so easy. Blaine doesn't know how he would have handled it without him. Then he has a thought

"Kurt, do you still have your passport?"

A/N: Song in this chapter is The Sound of Silence By Disturbed