Now that Blaine had his own car, he left early Saturday morning to head to Dalton. Kurt had woken up to a text from him saying that if he wanted to he could meet him and the Warblers at Dalton but the countertenor had plans for the day. Big plans.
He said goodbye to Carole and hopped into his car. He had looked up directions to the address he had gotten from Laney the night before and had a general idea of where he was going. He turned onto the correct street and carefully scanned the houses for the correct number. He drove up and down the street three times before finally finding it and parked at the curb in front of the house. Taking a deep breath, he exited his car and walked up the driveway. He was hoping he looked more confident than he felt as he knocked on the door.
"Hello there, young man. Can I help you?" Then man who answered the door smiled and Kurt felt relieved that the man was nice.
"I hope you can, I'm looking for Cassandra Anderson. This is the only address I have of hers and-"
"Cassandra hasn't lived here for years. I can tell you where to find her, though."
"You can? Oh, thank you so much. I'd really appreciate that." Kurt got the address, thanked the man again, and hurried to his car. He entered the address into his phone's GPS and was surprised to see that it was only a few blocks away. He drove as fast as legally possible to the address, his mind reeling with the fact that he was about to meet Blaine's mother. He was so excited that he passed the street and didn't notice until he was two blocks down. When he finally made it to the house he saw an older woman sitting on the porch swing. The woman waved to him as he exited his car.
"Hello there, Dear."
"Hi, I'm looking for Cassandra Anderson." The woman smiled a bright smile that was similar to Blaine's.
"That's my daughter." And that explained why. Kurt almost tripped over himself as he made his way up the driveway to her. "I'm Susan." She held out her hand and Kurt shook it carefully.
"It's very nice to meet you. I'm Kurt Hummel and, uhm… I'm not really sure how to say this but…" He took a deep breath.
"Mom?" The two turned to see a woman walking up the driveway. Kurt recognized her from the only picture Blaine had of his mother and he couldn't help but let his jaw drop.
"Darling, this boy was looking for you." Susan nodded once. Cassandra looked confused as she stepped up to Kurt. "His name is Kurt Hummel."
"Kurt? That's a cute name. Now what's up?" The countertenor had to shake his head to regain his composure and he gestured to the porch swing.
"You might want to sit down."
"Okay…?" Cassandra took a seat next to her mother and motioned for Kurt to continue.
"Uhm, my family is a foster family and… I'm just going to come right out and say it. Your son is living in my home." Cassandra's jaw dropped and Susan gasped. Tears started streaming down both of their cheeks and Cassandra clutched at her mother's hand for support.
"M-My Blaine?" Kurt nodded, smiling softly. Seeing that the two were at a loss for words he continued.
"He's… extraordinary. He's lovely, he really is. You would be very proud of him; I know I am. If you have any questions I'll answer them to the best of my ability."
"Do you have pictures?" Cassandra immediately asked. Kurt nodded, digging his phone out of his pocket. He pulled up the folder that was strictly of Blaine and handed over the device.
"Oh, he looks just like you, Darling." Susan smiled, brushing away a stray tear. Cassandra nodded, sliding her finger over the screen to get to the next picture.
"Look at those eyes, Ma, they're gorgeous."
"His eyes are one of my favorite things about him." Kurt blurted out before he could stop himself. He blushed when Susan looked up at him with a knowing smile.
"That smile." Cassandra giggled, smiling brightly. "A true Anderson smile, isn't it?" Susan nodded.
"He looks nothing like his father."
"Good, I wouldn't want him to. He's an Anderson." Cassandra scoffed and Kurt giggled.
The three talked for a while after that, Kurt answering their questions about Blaine as best he could. He thought there would be a lot he wouldn't be able to answer so he was honestly very surprised about his knowledge. The Andersons were pleased to hear that their son and grandson was intelligent, polite and kind. They were also very pleased to hear that Blaine was a talented singer. Kurt explained all about Blaine being the lead soloist for the Warblers and how he was battling, and usually winning, solos for the New Directions. He told them all about the notebook Blaine had that was filled with songs he had written that he thought Kurt didn't know about, the guitar lessons he was taking from Puck and Finn, the choreography he helped Mike with for an assembly performance. Kurt was talking so much that he hadn't realized that he went from talking about what Blaine was doing to how beautiful Blaine and everything about him was. His bright smile, his laugh, his pouting, his puppy dog looks, his forever sparkling hazel eyes, his eyelashes that just went on forever, his mop of curls that he usually had gelled down, how rough his hands were compared to the rest of his soft skin, the confused look he got when Kurt started talking about designers, how he bites his lip when he's really trying to concentrate on something, how he loves to help in the kitchen even if there's absolutely nothing to do, how he opens the doors for the girls just because he's chivalrous like that, the look in his eyes when he's giving Kurt his complete attention.
He abruptly stopped talking. That look in his eyes was exactly what Mercedes and Rachel were talking about and he barely realized it. Blaine did have feelings for him, feelings he had for Blaine that he thought were unrequited.
Cassandra and Susan had similar knowing smiles on their faces.
"Go on." Cassandra said softly. Susan nodded.
"Tell us more."
"I just… I…" Kurt took a deep breath and shook his head. A breathy laugh escaped his lips. "I just love him, I really do. He's…" He giggled. "He's perfect! He's so perfect and I just…" He was smiling and blushing.
"Based on what you told us, I think he loves you too." Susan said, nodding. "When you love someone you look at them in a completely different way than how you look at everyone else." Kurt nodded.
"My friends told me that but I didn't believe them. They wrote three pages of notes for me so I could talk to him about his feelings for me." He shook his head, giggling. "Now I realize that was pretty silly. Anyways, this isn't about my feelings for your son and grandson; this is about you potentially meeting him."
"You think he'd want to meet us?" Cassandra asked, tilting her head in a way that reminded Kurt of Blaine.
"When Blaine first told me his story of why he's in foster care he said that he wishes he knew you, that what was in the box you left for him wasn't enough. He tried looking for you, he told me he did, but he didn't have any luck. I tried to find you because I knew meeting you was the only thing he really wants in this world." Although tears streamed down their faces, Susan and Cassandra were smiling.
"When can we meet him?"
A/N: I apologize for the long wait between chapters. I promise as soon as I get settled that there won't be such a long wait. Thank you all for being so patient and sticking with this story!