So, once again, I have the day off. So, I suppose, I can post another chapter. I'm a little more proud of this one. It was fun writing it, until I hit the angst part. Damn you, Angst! Ah well.

Same old same old, I don't own a thing! XD

"Kaylee, the emergency numbers are on the fridge. The girls can have some popcorn before bed. Don't give any to the baby, she can chew on a teething cookie." Blaine called from the bedroom, as he tried for the fifth time to tie his tie. He was almost ready to leave it behind, but he had promised Kurt a real date, and part of that was him wearing a tie.

"I got it, Mr Anderson. I promise they'll still be alive when you get back," He poked his head out the bedroom door and frowned at the teenager who stared back at him. Kaylee was the daughter of the building supervisor. Blaine had chosen her because of the fact that her father was in the same building, and if anything went wrong, she only had a short trip to get help.

"Please don't even joke about that, Kaylee," Blaine was certain he wouldn't be asking Kaylee to come back. She had no respect for him, and if he hadn't been determined to go out with Kurt tonight, he would have cancelled. He returned back to the room, discarding the tie. He tucked it into his pocket; maybe it wouldn't be stupid for him to ask Kurt for a little help when Blaine went to pick him up.

Blaine grabbed his keys from the front hallway, checking his pockets for his wallet. Penny and Katherine stood in the hallway, their faces peering up at him with frightened looks.

"Daddy," Penny reached up, begging him to take her in his arms. Katherine threw another frightened look toward the girl in the living room, and rushed to her father, grabbing his pant leg.

"Daddy, please don't leave us with this lady," Katherine whispered, and Blaine knelt down beside his girls, one hand on each shoulder.

"Girls, I'm going out with Kurt tonight, do you remember?" Both girls nodded at him, their eyes wide. "I'm willing to bring back a present for you each, but you have to promise to be good for Kaylee, okay? Because I won't let you have any presents if you aren't good," He added sternly, looking over at the bored girl popping her gum and rolling her eyes. Why did he get stuck with the rebellious teenagers?

He kissed each of the girls, and walked over to kiss Jessica in her playpen, and headed to the door.

"Take care of my girls, Kaylee. I love them very much," The girl nodded sharply, and all but pushed him out the door.

Blaine took the elevator down to the lobby, and waved goodbye to the Mitchell's, who were just coming in.

"On your way out, Mr Anderson?" Mrs Mitchell asked, her voice grating on Blaine's already taut nerves.

"Um… yes, indeed. I have a d-date tonight," Blaine blushed softly. His neighbours were nosy, and by tomorrow everyone would know that Blaine had been on a date.

"Oh, how wonderful! I hope she's good for you!" Mr Mitchell boomed, and he led his wife off to the safety of their apartment.

Blaine didn't bother correcting the man, since he had already left, but he remained blushing as he walked to the parking garage.

Sliding into the front seat he checked the time. He was right on time. As long as nothing slowed him down between now and when he got to Kurt's, he would be there with about five minutes to spare.

Of course, Blaine hadn't prepared for a three-car pile up on the road to Kurt's. Pulling out his cell phone, he typed out a quick message to the other man.

Stuck in traffic, 3 car pile up, nasty. Be there soon as possible. – B

As he returned his eyes to the road, he wished he could see Kurt right now. They hadn't had any time together alone yet. Not that they didn't love the girls. Blaine knew Kurt loved the girls as much as Blaine himself did. But since they had openly decided they liked each other, a week ago, they hadn't spent any time alone whatsoever.

Blaine was anticipating this night more than anything he'd looked forward to in a very long time. His heart beat fast every time he thought about the other man, his hands became sweaty, and his breath got short.

So now he was driving to Kurt's apartment, they were going out to dinner, and possibly a movie, depending on what was playing. Afterward, who knows?
It was another twenty minutes before he managed to make it all the way to Kurt's apartment. It wasn't in the greatest part of town, but it looked half-decent, so Blaine locked his car and headed to the front door. He smiled at a ten-year old who sat on the front steps taking in the late afternoon sunshine, and buzzed Kurt's apartment. After a second he received a response.

"Come on up, Blaine. I'm not quite ready yet," And Blaine found the door opened for him. As he headed toward the elevator, he noticed that the inside of the lobby was well taken care of. It was old, but the building was maintained, and he felt better for Kurt's safety.

He reached the apartment, and knocked, listening to the music through the door. He was pretty sure Kurt couldn't hear him through all the noise, so he let himself in. Kurt was singing along to the music blaring out from the speakers. And he was dancing. In a towel. In the living room. Blaine turned seven shades of scarlet, and then leaned against the doorjamb, just enjoying the view.

Kurt let out a squeak as he realised Blaine was standing there watching him. His blush started at the edge of the towel, and grew from there, covering his chest and creeping up his neck and face. He clutched the towel, almost losing it, and dashed into the bedroom.

"S-Sorry! I actually forgot you were on your way up!" Kurt called, his voice drifting out from the bedroom, trying to talk over the sound of the music. Blaine walked over to the stereo and turned the music down to more manageable levels. Kurt peeked his head out the bedroom door, his soft smile meant for Blaine and Blaine alone.

"That's all right," Blaine chuckled softly, looking around him. This was the first time he had ever been in Kurt's apartment, and he was amazed to see how unbelievably Kurt the apartment really was.

Apart from the fact that the walls were freshly painted, in muted colours, there were so many things that identified the place as uniquely Kurt.

The billboard posters that were up on the walls. The clothes that were strewn across the couch, evidence that Kurt had been trying to decide what to wear tonight. The bright and shiny stainless steel cookware that hung over the stove in the kitchen. The photographs of Kurt and various others lined up on the shelves along the wall. Even the music playing in the background at a now slightly demure volume was utterly and completely the man who was now standing next to him.

Kurt smelled amazing. Blaine leaned over and simply sniffed. Kurt's blush was back, as he lowered his eyes, and relished the closeness of the slightly shorter man. Blaine realised his nose was pressed against Kurt's neck, right at the junction behind the ear, and he raised his head slightly, placing a gentle kiss to that very spot. Kurt shivered slightly as he felt the warm air of Blaine's breath ghost over the mildly moist area. He nearly groaned in agony when Blaine pulled back.

"Ready?" Blaine stepped back and held his hand out, awaiting the answer of the beautiful man before him.

"Absolutely," Kurt smiled, and together they left the apartment, hands clasped.

The restaurant was a total dive. Blaine realised it as they walked in, and the fact that it was pretty empty was a dead give away. Kurt looked around, amused, as the waitress showed them to their seats with a swing of her hips and a flirtatious look at him. It would have been quite the ego boost, if she hadn't been over fifty.

She brought them dirty menus, and left to get them some water. Kurt's amusement turned up a notch as he noticed the drunk man passed out in a booth near the window. Blaine's embarrassment was complete as he drunken man gave a loud snore, and rolled over in the booth.

"I'm so sorry Kurt," Blaine groaned, passing his hand over his eyes.

"Don't be," Kurt snickered softly, and Blaine looked up in wonder at the man before him. "I knew the reputation of this place when you mentioned it yesterday." Kurt chuckled, a little louder, as he watched the reactions flit across Blaine's face.

"So you purposely set me up, to watch me fall flat on my face?" Blaine asked, a small smile gracing his lips, as he watched the other man twitch with mirth.

"You were so gung ho about it, I couldn't resist!" And the two burst into full-fledged giggles, as the waitress finally returned with their water.

"So, what'll a couple of sweet young things like yourselves want to order, huh?" The waitress smiled, and Blaine realised she was missing two of her teeth. He blushed furiously, and grabbed Kurt's hand.

"Um, actually, we just realised we aren't very hungry after all," He blubbered at her, as he rose up from his seat, pulling a smirking Kurt along with him. "Have to go… and do… stuff," Both the waitress and Kurt looked at him with quirked eyebrows, and he flushed even more. "You know, like… sex, and stuff," He gulped, Kurt turned crimson, and the woman looked disappointed. He and Kurt dashed from the restaurant, waiting until they got around the corner to collapse against each other in the biggest fit of giggles Blaine had been involved in since grade school, and he'd heard the word "penis" for the first time.

"Oh My GOD, Blaine, you ass!" Kurt managed to choke out through his giggles, his hand over his heart as he tried to stop laughing.

Blaine managed to stop laughing as hard, and with a couple of final chuckles, he grabbed Kurt's hand, raising it to his own to kiss the back of it. With that, Kurt's giggles faded, and he looked at the man beside him. They decided o go for a walk instead of going for dinner at some fancy restaurant.

On the way to the car, they grabbed a couple of corn dogs from a street vendor; Kurt complained about the cleanliness of the vendor's hands, and Blaine laughed at him and told him to eat his corn dog.

They drove to a nearby park, and exited the vehicle. Holding hands they wandered around, eating their corn dogs, and buying a small french fries to share. After Kurt amusedly complained about those too, Blaine started throwing them for the ducks and seagulls that surrounded the little pond in the park. Kurt ran away, his arms raised above his head, as Blaine laughed at the young man's worry. Kurt laughed too, especially when a seagull pooped on his suit jacket.

Taking off the jacket, he offered it to Kurt, who politely declined, and they made their way back to the car. When they got there, Blaine was surprised to see a few missed calls from his home phone number. He looked at Kurt with a twinge of fear in his eyes.

Kurt watched Blaine carefully as he called Kaylee.

"Hi, Kaylee? What's up?"

"I'm sorry, they what?"

"And what did you do?" Blaine hung up the phone.

"Kurt we need to go home. Katherine and Penny have disappeared."

Kurt and Blaine had broken every speed record they possibly could trying to get back to the girls fast enough. Blaine was frantic, and Kurt wasn't far behind him. All they could think about was their girls. As they pulled into the parking garage, Blaine was visibly shaking, and his mental breakdown was beginning. The only words Kurt could catch from his diatribe were "Can't lose them," and "It's all my fault,". Kurt had to stop Blaine from thinking that way. He grabbed Blaine by the wrist and turned him quickly towards him.

"Blaine! Listen to me," Kurt's voice penetrated Blaine's mind, bringing him out of the miserable funk he was descending into. "Look, we'll find them. Kaylee has probably already found them in the house. Maybe they just crawled into your closet again," He added, his soft voice soothing the other man.

"But what if," Blaine trailed off, unwilling or unable to finish that thought. Kurt brought his mind back to the present with a soft slow kiss.

"We'll find them," Kurt murmured, his eyes full of concern, not only for the girls he loved, but for the man he could willingly admit he loved as well.

They made their way up to the apartment, bursting in on a wailing Kaylee and Jessica.

"Did you find them?" Kaylee asked through her tears, her eyes red with crying.

"You haven't found them here in the apartment?" Blaine's voice took on a touch of the hysteric, and Kurt knew it was up to him to stay calm, no matter what.

"Kaylee," Kurt grabbed Jessica, who quieted as soon as she was in Kurt's arms. "You have to tell me exactly what happened. Now!" Kaylee took a deep breath and began.

"I was on the phone with my boyfriend. I went into the kitchen to talk, but Penny kept bugging me. I tried talking in Jessica's room, but she started crying. So I locked myself in the bathroom. I was only in there for fifteen minutes, I swear! When I came out, Jess was still in her crib, but I couldn't find the other two anywhere. I looked and looked, I even brought Jessica down to the lobby and looked here, but I can't find them anywhere!" Kaylee took a deep breath, her face scrunched up in terror. "Please don't kill me! I swear I will never, ever baby-sit anyone again! Please, just don't kill me," She whimpered, her hands over her face. Kurt looked at Blaine and realised why she was worried; Blaine's face looked like he wanted to take her in a back room somewhere and shoot her in the head. He tentatively placed a calming hand on the other man's arm.
For the first time in a while, Blaine took a shaky breath.

"I'm not going to kill you, Kaylee," Blaine exhaled harshly, his eyes focussed on the young girl in front of him. "But I need you to leave. NOW." As Kaylee scrambled from the apartment, her sobs filling the hallway, Blaine passed a hand over his face. Kurt noticed the trembling hadn't subsided; if anything it had worsened.

Kurt started calling the police, then dropped the phone again. He suddenly knew where the girls were.

"Blaine!" Kurt shouted, his excited voice forcing Blaine to look up at him in hope. "I know where they are! Remember earlier today, before I left, how they were begging to go to the park?" Blaine's eyes shone, and he jumped to his feet. Together, they grabbed Jessica's stroller and raced from the apartment. The park was right beside the apartment building, but Kurt shuddered to think about how they managed to cross the street by themselves.

They raced toward the park, looking for the bright red that was Katherine's sweater, or the blue that was Penny's.

"Katherine!" Blaine called into the darkness, his voice high with worry and trepidation. "Penny!"

"Penny! Katherine!" Kurt's voice was even higher than Blaine's and they raced frantically around the park, looking for any sign of the children. Finally they thought to check inside the large tires. Curled up, fast asleep, were both Penny and Katherine. Kurt's legs gave out on him, and he sat down with a thump in the sand. Blaine decided this was a good idea, because his legs turned to jelly as well, and he sunk down slowly.

"Penny…" Kurt whispered, his mind whirling in a daze again, and he reached out a hand to wake the smaller girl. She shifted, her eyes opening slowly, and she sat up, rubbing her eyes with the back of her very sandy hand. Kurt pulled her hand, and she crawled out of the tire, throwing her hands around Kurt's neck. He turned to the other little girl.

"Katherine," He shook her, a little more forcefully as she didn't wake up right away. What was wrong with her? Was the only thing he could think.

"She takes a bit longer to wake up," Blaine supplied, his calm demeanour belying the turmoil that he was feeling inside. Katherine finally awoke, her beautiful hazel eyes opening and focussing on Kurt's blue ones. Kurt released a breath he hadn't known he was holding, as Katherine squeezed herself out of the tires, and threw herself on him as well.

"Kurt! Kurt! I'm so glad you found us!" Katherine was crying, her little sobs tearing at Kurt's heart.

"Of course I found you," Kurt replied, a smile showing on his face in the darkness, as he cuddled the two girls closer. He turned to face Blaine. "But your daddy was really worried about you two. I think he needs a hug," Kurt released the girls, who both flew to their father. He held them close, his arms around them tightly.

"Come on, you guys. Let's go home," Kurt helped Blaine to his feet, as he insisted on carrying both Penny and Katherine. Kurt pushed Jessica in the stroller, and they made their way back to the apartment.

Once there they sat both older girls down on the couch, and had a good talk with them. They explained that even though Kaylee hadn't been the best babysitter in the world, there was no reason for the girls to leave the apartment without an adult. They would be punished, by having to miss out on the family movie night they had planned for the following evening. Both girls cried loudly, but Blaine and Kurt were firm on that.

Once they had put the girls to bed, Kurt and Blaine both collapsed on the couch, too exhausted to breathe, let alone continue their date.

After a few minutes, Kurt looked over to Blaine, not surprised to see the older man crying. I was the first time Kurt had seen Blaine cry over anything; but he figured if there was anything to make it happen it would be because of the girls. It was just the way Blaine was.

Kurt slid closer to Blaine, and he wrapped his arms around the man he loved. Blaine's sobs started slowly, but after some time, they began breaking like waves on a shore. Wave after wave built up, as Blaine released the tension he had been feeling for most of the night. He held Blaine close, never saying anything, but not needing too, as Blaine's cries broke Kurt's heart.

Kurt succumbed to tears as well, and they held each other through the worst of it. When it was finally finished, they sat there for a few moments, their hearts and minds slowly returning to normal.

Blaine was the first to recover. He stood, and held a hand out to Kurt. Taking it gently, Kurt stood as well, and Blaine led him into the bedroom, after locking the front door.