Blaine

Blaine kneeled in front of a familiar head stone. It shouldn't be familiar.

It just wasn't fair, that some people didn't get enough time on this earth.

His heart ached as he laid a bouquet of roses at the foot of the headstone, talking to it fondly, warmly, familiarly.

The grave was situated in a beautiful corner of the Lima memorial cemetery, with wildflowers blooming just beyond the fence and horses running in the fields beyond.

He hung his head. In a few minutes, he would have to leave in order to be on time for his wedding, but this was important.

He touched the gravestone lightly, "I wish you could be there. It would mean so much if you were. Thank you, for everything."

A few tears crawled down Blaine's face as he turned to leave, and he felt a small breath of wind dry them, as he always felt every time he was here, and it was the thing that always convinced him that he could be heard, that he was understood by greater powers than what he could fathom.

He got into his car and turned on the radio to a Broadway station, pulling out of the graveyard slowly.

He had some time to think before he arrived at the wedding, time to think about what he would say when it came time to exchange vows, because he honestly had not been able to decide on anything yet.

By the time he'd arrived, he'd decided on what he wanted to say. It was so hard trying to decide how to describe someone who meant so much to him.

As he got out of the car, he was ushered inside by his best man, cleaned up, hair fixed. Before he knew it, he was walking down a familiar hallway and into a grand foyer where a large spiral staircase sprawled into beautiful marble tile work. The foyer was filled with many guests: friends, family, and former classmates.

The music started and the wedding procession filed in, beautiful in matching tuxes and gowns. It seemed as if the whole ceremony was moving too fast because there was really only one thing that he was waiting for, one thing he needed to see.

The music changed and he turned to look up the staircase.

There, descending the stairs was the most beautiful man he had ever seen, dressed in all white, with chestnut brown hair and bright blue eyes filled with love and adoration. His pale skin contrasted spectacularly with his tuxedo, a little more 'blinged out' than Blaine's, but that just made Blaine love him all the more.

He reached the stair where Blaine stood and Blaine took his hand, and he was home. This was where he belonged, where he was happiest, and there was never going to be a better moment than this one. It turned out that it didn't matter if he had written his vow just beforehand because he didn't use it anyway, just making it up on the spot, because the one he had written before just wasn't good enough for the beautiful man in front of him. He was Blaine's inspiration and he went on and on about teenage dreams and courage and a bird.

Before Blaine knew it, the officiator was speaking to him. "Do you, Blaine Darren Anderson, take Kurt Christopher Hummel to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for richer or for poor, to love and to cherish for as long as you both shall live?"

The words that came to Blaine's lips were the easiest ones he had ever said: "I do."

"Do you, Kurt Christopher Hummel, take Blaine Darren Anderson to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for richer or for poor, to love and to cherish for as long as you both shall live?"

Kurt smiled warmly "I do." He said victoriously.

Brittany approached with the rings and Blaine and Kurt each took theirs to give to the other.

Blaine held Kurt's left hand in his own and slid the ring onto his finger. "With this ring, I thee wed, and with all that I am and all that I have I honor you, and I pledge my love and my life to you forever."

Kurt's eyes were shining with unshed tears as he took Blaine's left hand and slid a gold ring onto his ring finger. "With this ring, I thee wed, and I give you my promise that from this day forward my heart will be your shelter and my arms will be your home, may we feel this joy forever."

The officiator spoke, "By the power invested in me by the state of Ohio, I now pronounce you married. You may kiss your husband."

Blaine leaned forward and captured Kurt's lips with his own and he was no longer afraid of anything, because Kurt was his and he was Kurt's forever and nothing could ever change that. He would never be alone again.

They broke the kiss and Kurt regarded him with a playful look in his eye. "I love you, Mr. Anderson-Hummel."

"I love you too, Mr. Anderson- Hummel." Blaine winked at him as they turned towards the guests.

As they walked back down the aisle together, Blaine smiled. It had only been for a second, but he knew he had seen Elizabeth Hummel in the audience, and he was happy to know that he had her blessing.

He held his husband's hand as they walked together into their new life.