A/N So. I watched TPPP. .. KLAINE! So freaking cute! I thought I was fan-fiction for half the episode. I won't say too much for anyone who hasn't watched the episode. (:

OK. This chapter took forever to upload. I'm soooo sorry guys. I have a lot of crap going on right now. The next part will be up soon. I promise. I had to split them up because my computer hates me. _._

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"Blainey!" Ellen squealed, as the door flung open. A figure came out of the house and tackled him into a hug.

"Hey Ellen." Blaine said, though it was slightly muffled. "I missed you." He looked at her as she pulled back, and opened he door more slightly to let him inside.

"I missed you too!" She said picking up one of his bags and carrying it into the house.

Blaine watched his sister for a second before following her in.

It was around two o'clock and he had just got to his sister's house. He had decided to get out of Windsor for the weekend, and his sister had happily offered. She was the only person who had ever truly understood him, besides Shane. When his dad had freaked out about Logan, he had found refuge at her house. Now it was his safe haven, away from anything bad. He felt safe there, like no one could hurt him.

He hadn't seen her since he broke up with Logan. She still looked the same. Chocolate brown hair, running freely down her shoulders, bright blue eyes, and warm smile that could cheer anyone up.

"So Blainey. How've you been?" She asked. Setting his bag next to the stairs and sitting on the couch. She patted the space next to her signaling for him to sit down.

"Ell." He said, sitting down. All the memories of Kurt and Logan flashed through his mind and, he felt something break, deep down inside of him. Something he had been keeping together since this whole thing happened. And suddenly he was crying. The tears feel fast and weren't restrained. He couldn't hold them in any longer.

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"Kurt." Logan said, his grip on Kurt's hand tightening, as they walked up the path towards the Hudson-Hummel home.

"Logan, are you nervous?"

"Yes." He admitted, sighing. He nervously straightened out his jacket. His current outfit had taken almost two hours to find. Kurt had had to raid Logan's closet before finding a red, button down shirt, and a pair of black, somewhat loosely fitted jeans, and a pair of black and gray checked converse. They had to go to Derek's closet to find his jacket. It was simple and black. "I've never met another boy's parents as a boyfriend before."

"What about Blaine?" He asked, looking confused. They paused in front of the door, and Kurt picked something off his shirt. Kurt's outfit had been much simpler to find. With help from Reed and Blaine, he had been able to find a pair of blue skinny jeans, perfectly fitted to him of course, a black shirt with a weird pattern on the front, and a dark gray vest. Along with his combat boots.

"Nope. I met Shane." He said loosening his grip on Kurt's hand, as the shorter boy knocked on the door softly.

"Don't worry, they'll love you, especially Carole." He smiled at him, and Logan instantly felt better.

And then the door opened. A women, with brown hair, and slightly tanned skin stood there. She was wearing a nice sun dress, and flip-flops, even though it was winter. "Kurt!" She exclaimed, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Hey Carole!" He said hugging back. They pulled apart, and she moved aside so that they could enter.

"Carole," Kurt said, when both he and Logan were safely inside. "This is Logan. My boyfriend." He said proudly.

Logan's heart swelled a little at that pride, and he suddenly realized how much he truly loved him. He turned to the women and smiled warmly. "Hi ma'am." He said holding out his hand politely. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too Hun. I've heard so much about you!" She said, taking his hand, and embracing him a little bit.

"Oh really?" Logan asked, raising his eyebrows and turning to Kurt, who was blushing furiously.

"What did you expect?" He asked, looking at his feet.

Logan chuckled, grabbed his hand, and kissed it lightly. Kurt could've sworn he heard Carole 'Aw!' but he couldn't be sure. Suddenly a man walked out of the kitchen, who could only have been Kurt's father. He was Average height, somewhat heavy built, and had gray stubble forming on his chin. He was wearing a flannel shirt, with a white t-shirt underneath, and a faded baseball cap. His jeans had a hole in the knee, and a bit of a grease stain, but Logan had a sneaking suspicion that those were the nicest he owned.

He walked up to the pair, sizing up Logan as he did so. Logan felt his grip tighten around his boyfriend's hand again. Kurt squeezed back reassuringly, and pulled him forward a little bit to meet his father.

"Dad, this Logan. Logan, this is my dad." Kurt said, smiling at us.

"Nice to meet you sir." Logan said, holding out his hand, hoping it was the right move to make in this situation.

Apparently it was, because the older man grabbed his hand gripped it firmly. "Same to you." His voice was low and rough, and it was a surprise to Logan that this man was so accepting of his son's sexual preference. "And call me Burt."

He let go of Logan's hand, and went back into the kitchen, Carole following closely behind. Logan let out a breath of relief, and turned to Kurt, who smiled brightly. Suddenly there was a loud thump from upstairs, followed by rather loud foot-steps coming down the stairs.

"And, that would be Finn." Kurt mumbled, pulling Logan towards what he assumed to be the dinning room. The two boys walked into he dinning room, and Logan was starting to feel nervous again. He knew Finn was Kurt's step-brother, and he was prone to be slightly over protective.

Finn, who had just stubbed his toe, was sitting in one of he chairs around a medium sized round table, nursing his injured toe.

"God Finn," Kurt started. "Could you be any more clumsy?" He rolled his eyes slightly.

"Oh, hey Kurt." Finn said looking up at the two. "I thought you were bringing your boyfriend over for dinner."

"Um, this would be him, standing right here." Kurt said holding up there intertwined hands so that Finn could see.

"Wait. I thought you were dating that kid with the curly hair." He said, his eyebrows scrunching in concentration. "What was his name? Oh yeah, Blaine! What happen to him?"

Kurt sighed, and Logan stiffened slightly. Thankfully Kurt didn't notice Logan's tension, and said. "Finn, this is my boyfriend, Blaine and I aren't together."

"So you broke up?"

"We weren't together in the first place!" He was almost yelling.

Finn just shrugged and went back to tending to his toe, which was beginning to bruise.

"Sorry about him. He's not the brightest star on Broadway." Kurt said apologetically, glancing at Finn. He didn't seem to have insult, as he was now sauntering off towards the kitchen. The two boys glanced at each other awkwardly, unsure of what to do next. Kurt sat down at one of the chairs around the table, and Logan followed suit. A few minutes later, Carole came out of the kitchen, a plate of food in each hand.

"Dinner time boys." She said cheerfully setting the plates on the table.

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