Well here we are, more Klaine after a whole chapter with no Klaine. Phew… I thought I would never last. Lol anyways, here is chapter 14 and the last of the Christmas Eve/Christmas Day chapters.

*Chapter 14: Music Fills the Halls*

Blaine awoke first, his eyes slowly opening. The light shining in from the windows was brighter and far cleaner and Blaine tried to spot the time on a clock just feet away. They have been asleep for well over an hour. Blaine felt Kurt stir softly on his chest and the human looked down at his Mystic lover. Kurt's eyes were still closed, his breathing even as he still slept upon Blaine's chest. Blaine smiled softly at him and leaned down forward to plant a small and light kiss on the top of the shifter's head. The shifter stirred once more this time he was waking up and all because of that one small touch. Kurt yawned into Blaine's side and Blaine chuckled softly at the feel of his breath on his bare skin. "Kurt love, go back to sleep." The Mystic shook his head lazily and turned his head upwards to look tiredly at his human lover. Blaine kissed Kurt on his forehead and moved to a sitting up position, Kurt groaning quietly as he was forced to move onto a pillow.

The silence between the two grew, both not knowing what to say. Kurt eventually sat up slowly, wincing slightly from the pain of the sex they had. "Blaine… I uh, well; I think I should get going." Kurt managed as he slowly placed his feet on the ground.

"Kurt—"Blaine began before a knock at the still wide open door was heard.

"Master Blaine?" Wes' voice sounded from behind one of the walls. "I'm here to inform you that Mr. Finn Hudson is here. Actually he has been here it's just that Rachel didn't want to bother you."

Blaine blinked and cleared his throat. "Thank you Wes. Tell him I'll be right down."

"Yes sir." Wes replied as the sounds of steps going down the hall followed.

Kurt toyed with the necklace around his neck. "Blaine… I don't think that this was a good idea."

Blaine jumped up slightly and looked at his lover. "Kurt, don't say that. Don't regret what we have for each other."

The shifter shook his head but did not turn back to look back at the human. "I don't regret it I just… It's too dangerous and I don't want…" Kurt faded off, the thoughts silencing him.

"I don't want that either Kurt." Blaine said as he moved closer to Kurt and wrapped his arms around Kurt's lower torso and placing his chin on one shoulder. "I love you Kurt. Do you think I want to see you tortured or killed?"

"No."

"And I know you don't want the same for me."

"I don't." Kurt answered though the statement was rhetorical.

"Exactly my love." Blaine moved his head and placed a kiss on the Mystic's bare shoulder, sending a shiver down the Mystic's spine. "Now…" Blaine said as he threw his legs over the sides of the bed and stood. "Shall we go say hello to Mr. Hudson?"

Finn, Rachel, Mercedes and Wes sat in the drawing room talking softly when Blaine and Kurt walked into the room minutes later. The two had changed their clothing, though they still wore the peasant shirts, and they combed their hair. Finn smiled at the males and stood. "Hello Blaine, Kurt."

"Hello Finn." The two said together. Kurt blushed softly and Blaine smiled to himself as he moved forward to shake Finn's hand. "So Finn, what brings you all the way out here?"

"Some important business." Finn replied. The three males moved back into the drawing room and took their seats. "Now, we have decided, Rachel and I, to be blunt with this." Rachel giggled in accord. "As of yesterday night, she and I are now engaged."

"Oh my Lord!" Mercedes said bringing a hand to her chest as she grinned broadly at her friend and fellow servant. "Congratulations Rachel!" She stood and walked quickly over to Rachel where she took her hands in hers and shook them happily. "Congratulations!"

Wes nodded his head. "Yes, congratulations you two. But I do have a question? What about Miss Fabray?"

Finn shrugged. "I never really loved her to be honest. Not since I met Rachel."

"Aw…" Rachel cooed. "I love you too Finn."

Finn took Rachel's hand in his and smiled at her. Kurt grinned and clapped his hands together. "This is great! Maybe I can plan the wedding!" The others looked at him, mostly all in disbelief.

"But Kurt, you never planned a wedding before." Rachel said slowly.

"Yes but I have been dreaming about my own, probably non-existent, wedding for all my life. I can do this."

Finn's eyebrows knitted together. "Why can't you…" He paused and then realization crawled onto his face. "Oh that's right. You're a Mystic."

Kurt nodded slowly, a sigh escaping his mouth. "Yes… I'm a Mystic." The room stayed silent before Kurt grinned broadly at the humans. "But you wouldn't have to worry about a thing. I'll do everything! Rachel and I will go over the color scheme, Mercedes will help with the dresses, I'm sure Wes will help with the decorating and the clothing, as will Blaine, and as for the venue, I don't know about the areas around Ohio but I'm sure—"

"Actually…" Finn interrupted softly. "I was wondering if we could host the wedding here."

"Here?" Blaine asked, taken back. "Now I won't deny you if you want to have the wedding here but I must ask, why here?"

"My estate is too agricultural while yours is large and beautiful Blaine. And I think it would be a perfect setting." Finn reasoned.

Rachel gasped softly and clapped her hands together. "That would be perfect! We could do the ceremony itself at the pond and then move the reception into the ballroom!"

"And I can provide the music." Kurt said. He then gasped softly. "Perhaps Miss Tina will sing at your wedding. I can sing too, and—"The shifter gasped once more. "We should all sing!"

Blaine looked at the shifter. "Kurt, that is a wonderful idea!"

Wes nodded his head and smiled at the shifter. "It is. Kudos to you Kurt."

Mercedes moved over to Kurt and kneeled beside Kurt's chair. "You do have a natural knack for planning wedding. Perhaps one day you can plan Wes's and mine's wedding."

Kurt grinned as Wes turned a bright red. "N-Now Mercedes please, we o-only just started courting each other."

"I know…" Mercedes cooed softly. "I am only saying…"

Rachel giggled. "In that case your wedding should be held here as well."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Is my estate now the only venue in all of Ohio for a wedding?"

"Yes." The others said together before the whole room erupted into laughter.

*Chronicle of the Mystics*

Two days passed since that Christmas day and despite the cold weather outside, Blaine and Kurt moved out towards the frozen pond on the Anderson estate. Blaine laid out a blanket on the ground and the two lovers sat upon the blanket and stared out the still pond, bundled in their warmest jackets and coats. Kurt leaned and sighed blissfully into Blaine's shoulder and Blaine wrapped an arm around the shifter's body, pulling him even closer to him. The two males felt unexpectedly warm in the cold air as they sat on that blanket on the even colder ground. Blaine's thoughts slowly wandered as he stared at the winter scene before him. Since Kurt has had his restraints off the shifter has been so full of life, beaming happily at anything or anyone that comes his way. He has even gone out to town by himself to catch up with the friends he made at the Gala and no one, except for those who know the truth about Kurt, do not suspect a thing. What surprises the human the most though was Kurt's growing friendship with Karofsky. It was not that Blaine hated the McKinley entrepreneur, it was just that the man's personality has always been a course and ragged one and for Karofsky to be friends with someone as warm as Kurt surprised him. It was Karofsky that started the bet, the one that mistreated his Mystics and now word has passed that he has been working painstakingly in fixing up his abused barn and started to care more about his Mystics and along with that the man's mood towards other people has started to become light and peaceful even.

Blaine glanced down at Kurt. The shifter had his eyes closed as he rested his head on the human's shoulder and Blaine smiled softly at his lover. Since that Christmas day Kurt has stayed inside the manor all day, leaving only at night to sleep in the barn. Kurt still refused to live in the estate full time, but now he was practically owner of the manor. And while Kurt remained inside the manor the two made love to each other between Blaine's work and Kurt's plans for the Hudson-Berry wedding. Blaine was completely happy with the events of late but still Kurt kept some of his discomfort and sadness even though he has in fact been much happier. Blaine has even noticed that the Mystic's once pale and human-like completion has been changing. It has morphed from that to a pale glow. Blaine knew that it was the shifter's magic. What else could it be? Without the restraint the shifter's powers have been growing steadily at an alarming pace. Blaine knows that he should make Kurt wear the restraint every once in a while, but he cannot bring himself to tell the Mystic or to restrain the ever growing beauty of the Mystic. It may be a self-centered thought, but Blaine wanted Kurt to remain beautiful, even if it risked being caught by the authorities.

Kurt must have read his thoughts for when Kurt spoke Blaine's heart started to pound in his chest. "Blaine, I have been getting my magic back." Blaine nodded, finding that the words in his throat would not rise. Blaine worried that Kurt might ask for the restraints, for he was a very reasonable and realistic Mystic, and would not risk being caught by the authorities because of his own beauty. Kurt stood abruptly then and Blaine instantly felt the chill hit him. Kurt then began to shred his clothing and Blaine stood to stop him, fearing that he might catch pneumonia. Kurt stepped away and shook his head. "Trust me." Kurt muttered and Blaine froze in his spot as Kurt finished stripping all his layers of clothing. Taking a moment to smile at him Kurt then shifted into his Pegasus form and hooved the ground with one dark hoof.

Blaine's breath caught once more at the sight of Kurt's spiritual form. Blaine then noticed that the necklace Kurt has not once taken off as of yet was magically enlarged to fit snugly on Pegasus Kurt's neck. Kurt nickered softly and turned to show Blaine his strong back. Blaine stopped breathing for a fraction of a second. "Kurt… You want me to… To ride you?"

Kurt's head nodded once and he spread his wings out widely and upwards giving the human the room necessary to climb onto his back. Blaine could not help the smile that stretched across his lips. He moved over and pulled himself onto Kurt's back, Kurt trotted in place at the unfamiliar weight of someone on his back. Blaine himself felt unfamiliar on the back of Pegasus Kurt, his legs clinging close to Kurt's horse-like body and hands gripping his brown mane. Kurt pulled his wings close, enveloping Blaine in warmth of feathers. At such a close distance Blaine could see that the features, compared to a regular bird's, were far wider, thicker and perfect. Beneath him Kurt rolled his shoulders and moved his neck and head as if he were cracking the bones beneath the skin. Snorting once Kurt started to walk around the pond. Blaine remained silent, a grin on his face revealing his feelings of unbridled joy. Within moments Kurt started into a trot and then eventually a gallop around the pond. Blaine knew what was to come next. He breathed out shakily and bent forward slightly as he strengthened his hold on Kurt's mane. Kurt gave a small sound of warning before jumping up from the ground and spreading his wings out wide again, this time horizontally. Blaine felt a tremor of nerves spread through his body and Kurt climbed higher and higher, his wings rocking his body every time he gave a mighty flap of his large wings. Kurt neighed softly a few times, a chuckle, as he leveled out and tucked his front legs under him while his back legs remained stretched out.

Blaine felt a new emotion come over him. He felt a giddiness like he never has before. Soaring in the air on the back of a Pegasus made him feel like a child again. There at that moment was like he was reliving his childhood again but though this time it was far better. He was not being ignored by his parents, nor was he alone, he felt himself being filled with love and happiness like no one has ever experienced before, well, maybe what he did not experience before. But Blaine knew this happiness was rare and he knew that it was Kurt's magic that made him feel like this. It was not the flight itself but the magic. He could feel it flowing from Kurt and into him which made him feel all the better knowing that Kurt was sharing his magic with him.

Without even knowing it Kurt sent one records dels avantpassats to Blaine. The human breathed in deeply and his eyes clouded as the memory was being played in his mind. It was of Aislinn, Kurt's great grandmother. She was a beautiful being. She in fact looked like a female Kurt, with the same brown, though hers long and wavy and the same piercing glasz eyes. She laughed quietly, the sound coming off to Blaine as a soft harp. Aislinn wore a silvery blue green dress, which actually matched her eyes, and she walked around barefoot as she danced through the Mystic Woods, Kurt's great grandfather, Galliano, playfully chasing after her. Music was being heard faintly and soon more Mystics, all different types, appeared playing instruments. And that is when Blaine noticed that the two shifters were not dancing or playing, they were conducting music while they danced to the song. As the scene continued Aislinn stopped and looked off into the trees. While the music continued soon her mate stopped as well and came to stand beside her. Then from the darkness of the woods came two figures, one tall and practically shining with light Blaine not dare describe as white and a woman with the longest black-red hair he has ever seen.

Kurt realized at that moment what he had done and neighed loudly, snapping Blaine back to reality. Kurt plummeted towards the ground and flowed casually down to the ground, right beside their blanket, just as Blaine thought that the two would plummet to their deaths. Kurt jumped and moved quickly, signaling Blaine to get off. Blaine quickly helped himself off from Kurt's back and the moment he was off Kurt shifted into his human form and stared at Blaine through crying eyes. "Blaine, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that!"

Blaine looked at Kurt dumbfounded at the naked shifter's sudden change. "Kurt, what do you mean?" Blaine said as he quickly picked up Kurt's coat and walked towards the Mystic, Kurt took a step back in result and Blaine stopped.

"Don't you see? Records are dangerous to humans!" Kurt said brokenly. "Just thank your God that it was a happy memory! If it was a sad, or even a terrible one, you may have been lost forever!"

Blaine blinked and quickly closed the space between the two to throw the coat over Kurt's shoulders and hold him close to him. "But it was a good memory, a beautiful, wonderful memory, and you did not lose me."

"That was now…" Kurt cried on his shoulder. "But what about next time? It might not be a good memory… You might die…"

"Now Kurt," Blaine breathed, "I will not die because of a memory."

Kurt shook his head and pulled back to look Blaine dead in the eye. "You may not die physically, but mentally… If you were to see a bad records dels avantpassats, then nothing in the world would be able to save you, not even the God of Light himself."

*Chronicle of the Mystics*

New Year's came quickly and all around Ohio everyone was excited, even the Mystics. For today may be just the beginning of a new year for the humans but for the Mystics, it is the birth day of both Mystic Gods, and though a Mystic may not follow both Gods, they still celebrate the birthday of both Gods for both are a divine force in which needs to be respected. Inside the Anderson manor, Blaine, Kurt, Finn, Rachel, Wes and Mercedes gathered around the piano in the dance hall. As Kurt played the introduction of a song the others stood around him, waiting for their cues. "Black, black, black is the color…" The others sang before the Mystic began to sing, the others echoing him and vocalizing as he did so.

Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are such a wondrous fair (wondrous fair)
The bluest eyes
and the daintiest hands (daintiest hands)
I love (love, love, love) the grass where on she stands

Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair.

Blaine smiled at Kurt as he sang. It was beautiful singing, just like everything Kurt is or did. He hit every note and sounded absolutely exquisite, and all this without training or teachings. As soon as Kurt finished his verse, Blaine and the other humans began singing their part, Blaine moving to sit beside Kurt on the piano stool, Kurt sending a small smile to him as the human sang and the Mystic played.

Oh I love my love
and the way she grows
I love the ground where on she goes (where she goes)
And I still hope
that the time will come
when she and I will be as one

Blaine placed a hand on Kurt's knee as soon Kurt sang his same verse again, the others once again accompanying him.

Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair.
Her lips are such a wondrous fair (wondrous fair)
The bluest eyes
and the daintiest hands (daintiest hands)
I love (love, love, love) the grass where on she stands

Black, black, black is the color of my true love's hair…

The humans clapped with gusto at the Mystic and Kurt bowed his head towards them in gratitude before smiling warmly at his human lover. Blaine opened his mouth to speak as the applause died down but another distant set of slow clapping sounded from the door. The group glanced at the door and were shocked to see the captain of the guard standing in the doorway of the dance hall. The captain continued to clap slowly as he walked over to the group and talked with disappointment. "Well I must say Kurt Anderson, you do play and sing beautifully, I am only so sadden by the fact that I was not invited to come along and hear it all."

Kurt, falling easily into his role as Blaine's cousin bowed his head in apology. "I am sorry Captain. I was sure that you would have not been interested."

"But of course I am interested. Especially since I hear you are planning the wedding of Mr. Hudson and Miss Berry here. And I hear you are also playing at their wedding, is this all true?"

"Yes it is sir."

"Then I take it you are extending your stay?"

"It would seem so Captain."

"Hm…" The captain sounded softly in thought.

Blaine stood and stared heavily at the captain. "Excuse me Captain, but where did you hear that we would be here singing at this moment?"

The captain looked up at Blaine from Kurt. "Well what do you expect Mr. Anderson? One of your guards told me."

Blaine breathed out heavily through his nose. "Of course."

"Yes, we mustn't forget that even though you pay for your guards, they all work for me Mr. Anderson."

"Of course." Blaine repeated.

The captain glanced at Finn and Rachel. "Congratulations you two on your engagement from the Missus and I. I only apologize that I could not have congratulated you sooner."

"Not at all Captain." Rachel said. "Thank you."

"Yes, thank you Captain." Finn echoed.

The captain nodded towards them and then briefly at Wes and Mercedes before turning and making his way out the door. Kurt spoke up quickly. "Excuse me Captain? Perhaps you would like to hear a song before you leave so soon?"

The captain stopped and turned back to bow his head. "Thank you for offering, but I am afraid I have other urgent matters to attend to. I only came here to confirm your stay." Kurt nodded shortly and the captain bowed his head once more. "Good bye to you all." And with that the captain of the guard left as quickly as he entered.

Wes shook his head. "That captain should really learn to be inconspicuous."

Kurt narrowed his eyes at the doorway before turning his eyes back down to the piano keys. "I'm afraid that a word like inconspicuous may not be in the good captain's vocabulary." The humans chuckled and Blaine sat down beside Kurt once more. "Shall we sing that last song again?" Kurt asked and after receiving some nods the introduction to the song began once more.

*Chronicle of the Mystics*

Meanwhile the New Year's action ended and Karofsky, Mike and Tina all went to the Pub and Café to talk briefly before returning home. "It seemed like the action went along quite well." Tina commented as she sipped some of her tea.

"Yes," Mike said rubbing his forehead, "it went swimmingly. All those drunken bidders fighting for some Mystics. Wonderful."

"Well you made plenty of money."

"Yes but was it all worth it for this headache?" Mike groaned as he took big gulps from his ale. After his drink he placed the mug down and looked at Karofsky. "What I was surprised by though, was that Mr. Karofsky here didn't buy a new Mystic to try and beat Mr. Anderson. We both knew that Mr. Anderson wouldn't come to this auction."

Karofsky sighed and swirled the ale in his mug lazily. "I don't have the money to spend on buying new Mystics. The barn requires a lot of work and the Mystics I have now are all in bad shape."

"I could have told you that ages ago Karofsky." Tina said briskly. "What happened now that changed your mind to fix your barn and heal your Mystics?"

Mike eyed Karofsky and almost unnoticeably shook his head. Karofsky shrugged. "I just finally realized that what I was doing was wrong."

Tina raised a brow at him, skeptical of that answer but she let it slide. Mike noticed in the bar then Brittany walking from the stairs to the bar and sitting at one of the stools to talk to Santana. Mike blinked quickly. "Tina darling, would you do me a favor and go ask Miss Lopez for another ale? She seems preoccupied." Tina glanced over at the bar and rolled her eyes towards Mike before standing and walking over to the bar. "Karofsky," Mike quickly said as Tina got out of earshot. "I do have to apologize about once more about not finding any information of Sam's siblings."

Karofsky gulped down most of his ale and shook his head. "No need to apologize Mike. I should have known that the breeding facility would remain quiet about their half-breeds."

"Yes, I just could not believe that they were housing half-breeds there, and not selling them. What do you suppose that could be about?"

"I don't know." Karofsky said truthfully. "But you can say that bet that one day I will personally go over there myself one day and find out what, and I will find his siblings, alive or dead."

"Hopefully alive, for the sake of Sam. If what you tell me is right then he would be completely devastated at the death of his brother and sister."

Karofsky nodded numbly. His love for Sam has been tearing him apart. With the worry for him and his family, family Karofsky has not yet met, it has been driving him insane. And he has been trying too hard to change his ways to prove himself to Sam but he was becoming tired and weak from lack of sleep. "He would, and that's what scares me."

"If I were you, I would be more scared of what you feel."

"As you keep telling me Chang." Karofsky said in annoyance. "Luckily though, I'm not the only one. With Santana and Brittany and Blaine with Kurt, I have a feeling that some day it will all change."

"Let's hope Karofsky, let's hope." Mike said just as Tina came back with another ale.

Please review! So excited for tonight's episode that starts right now! Whoo!"