After the ambulance left the house, deeming that Burt had never been healthier and even going so far as to say his heart had never sounded stronger, the three men unloaded the firewood from Blaine's truck and went inside. Blaine started a fire, and Kurt made sure Burt was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace.
Kurt was in the kitchen, trying to make some tea. He had seen Blaine fiddling with the stove the previous night, though he couldn't figure it out himself.
"Need some help?" Blaine asked.
"Please?" Kurt said. "We have stoves back home, of course. They're just nothing like this one. We have to put wood inside them to heat them, not turn knobs."
Blaine then took the few moments needed to show Kurt how to light the gas burners and how to set the dials. When the teakettle whistled, Blaine and Kurt filled three glasses with different tea bags. Burt liked the lemon one, Blaine was fond of the cinnamon one, and Kurt, unsure of what the others would taste like, opted for something plainer.
Back in the living room and tea distributed, Kurt began to tell his story like he had told Blaine the evening before. Burt was in tears during parts of it, especially when Kurt was telling him about his and his mother's grief over losing their Burt.
"I'm so sorry you had to go through that," Burt said after Kurt's story was all caught up to the present.
"I'm sorry you had to lose your whole family," Kurt said. Blaine was sitting beside Kurt and had wrapped his arm around the half-elf's shoulders. Kurt naturally leaned into him, and Burt beamed.
"Are you two…?" he asked.
Kurt and Blaine looked at each other and smiled.
"I don't know, to be honest," Blaine said. "Everything feels natural and easy with him, though."
"I agree," Kurt said. "Nothing has ever felt as simple in my life as it does being around Blaine. And I think that there was a reason he was the first person I met when I got here. Something brought me to that exact spot, and… I don't know. I'm trying not to analyze too much right now. Otherwise, I might go crazy."
All three of the men laughed and enjoyed the silence for a few minutes. It wasn't until Burt broke the silence—count on him to ask the question they were skirting around—that anyone spoke.
"What's your plan now, Kurt?"
Kurt took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Honestly, I haven't the slightest clue. Back home, I was going to study magic. It doesn't seem like that will be possible here. I mean, other than whatever I did to you, I don't feel like I can access it, and I have never studied enough to really know any spells. I don't really have any skills, per se, so I have no idea what sort of job I could do."
"There's time to figure it out," Blaine said, sensing the confusion and frustration and worry radiating off the man sitting next to him.
"Blaine's right," Burt said, inwardly chastising himself for causing Kurt so much turmoil. "Where are you planning on staying?"
"I actually brought him here with me today to see if you'd be willing to let him stay here?" Blaine said. "I don't mind having him stay at my house by any means. It's just a little small for two people. If it were to become something we'd want to do in the future, I'd want to build on to the cabin."
"I love your cabin," Kurt said. "It's perfect. Please, even if that's something we decide to do in the future, please don't change it."
"Okay," Blaine said. "I won't do anything to it."
"If it's alright with you, though, Burt, it would be nice to have a little space to get used to this world and allow Blaine and I to court each other before living together," Kurt said, a blush tinting his cheeks slightly. "I feel drawn to him, and it feels like he's who my soul is calling out to. I just… I want time to get to know him before we live together."
"I think that's a perfect plan," Blaine said. "Burt?"
"The thing about all of this, everything you've told me and explained, none of it feels odd or wrong or out of place," Burt began to explain. "It simply feels like this is what our lives were supposed to be like. I have no idea if you're from an alternate reality or parallel universe or what. Right now, in this moment, though, this is where you're meant to be. I would be honored if you would stay with me."
The trio talked about lighter subjects for the rest of the evening and all cooked dinner together, listening to the radio play some of Burt's favorite tunes. As he was getting dessert on the table, a song came on the radio.
"This always makes me think of Elizabeth," Burt said and sang the whole thing for the boys.
Last night you helped me through,
Took me to the lovers zone.
I saw there, images
Projected on a wall of stone.
I stood inside Egyptian temples,
I looked into eternal gardens,
Lay on the shores of distant islands,
Listening to the sea birds song of joy.
Oh, I owe it all to you,
You make me happy,
Oh, I owe it all to you.
Late last night, we were right
Into some exotic scene.
Everywhere, images
Appearing on a giant screen.
I stood inside a glass cathedral,
I looked into the golden canyon,
Lay by the lakes of holy water
Glistening like a diamond in the light.
Oh, I owe it all to you,
You make me happy,
Oh, I owe it all to you.
By the end of the song, none of them had dry eyes. Burt's tears for the love he had lost, Kurt's for the beauty of the moment, and Blaine's for the hope of his future.
A/N: The song used is "I Owe It All To You" by Paul McCartney.