I am so sorry, this chapter isn't what I wanted it to be :( but I still hope you like it. I don't own anyone in this story. Much love to all my readers. xoxo to my neverland angels. Please review please please please.

The next morning Kurt was circling his fingers around the rim of his coffee mug in a way that Blaine somehow knew meant he was nervous.

"What's wrong," Blaine asked, reaching out to take his hand and stop him from fidgeting so much. They were both looking at their joined hands, still not completely sure of the action.

"I was wondering, would you be up for some visitors?" Kurt asked quietly, "Other than Cooper and your father, I mean." Blaine tilted his head slightly and nodded,

"Who?"

"Finn and Rachel, my brother and sister in law," Kurt said, before looking up at Blaine, "If you don't want to it's fine, I want you to be comfortable." And when it was just them, it was comfortable, Blaine didn't feel like he was quite so lost when he was with just Kurt.

"Sure, maybe talking to them will help my memory," Kurt smiled at him sweetly, squeezing his hand.

"They'll only stay a little while," Kurt promised. Blaine nodded, swallowing hard and hoping that Kurt didn't notice,

"Do they like me?"

"Yeah, they are both crazy about you," Kurt promised, his smile almost sad that, that would be the first question he asked, that he had such insecurity about himself that he had to ask if people liked him, that he cared so much that they did. Blaine smiled shyly and looked back down at their linked hands, they fit together perfectly, like puzzle pieces. "They'll be here for lunch, so we need to go grocery shopping, you want to stay here or-"

"I want to come with you," Blaine quickly interrupted him, despite not liking going out into the world, being in the apartment without Kurt seemed worse. Kurt tenderly stroked his knuckles with his thumb,

"Ok, we'll go together." Blaine appreciated that Kurt didn't make him feel like he was damaged, or like he wasn't capable, to Kurt he was still a partner, an equal.

"I don't understand," Blaine claimed looking down at the tofu that Kurt had bought for Rachel. "It doesn't even look like meat, how can they claim it's a substitute?"

Kurt laughed at him as he drained the tofu of the water it had been package in,

"I don't get it either, but it's not that bad when cooked correctly."

Blaine looked at him like he was insane,

"I will take your word for it." He claimed, shuttering in horror at what was now being chopped up. "What can I do?" He asked, wanting to do something that put a dent in making up for everything that Kurt was doing for him.

"Mmmm," Kurt glanced around at what he would have to fix, "Could you cut up the onions, you've always had more tolerance to them than I have." He smiled at Blaine and Blaine felt the butterflies flap even harder, was this how he'd felt when he met Kurt the first time, or was this just because he knew Kurt was his husband. It only took a few slices before tears trickled out of his eyes at the burning from the onion and he sniffled softly, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.

"Awww, poor thing," Kurt cooed, and reached up gently with a tissue and dapped Blaine's face and delicately wiped under his eyes. "That better?" Kurt asked, his voice quieting when he realized how close they were and how he may be making Blaine uncomfortable. Blaine could smell Kurt, a smell his brain went rather wild at and his heart sped up at sensing the mixture of musk and vanilla.

"Y-yeah," Blaine stuttered, inhaling deeply, hoping Kurt wouldn't notice. Kurt pulled away, pressing his lips together, concerned that Blaine was inwardly panicking, though he didn't seem to be too afraid. "So Finn is Carole's biological son, right?" Blaine asked, trying to get everyone straight in his mind.

"Yes, she loves you best though," Kurt chuckled. Blaine smiled in remembrance that Burt had said the same thing,

"Burt told me that." Part of Blaine wasn't sure if it was the truth or if it was just an inside joke. Kurt grinned at him,

"Who can blame her really, you are far more of a brown noser than me and Finn." Blaine was taken aback and for a moment he was hurt by the words, but then he noticed Kurt was still chuckling and he decided to play back.

"Well might as well use my charm and good looks for something," Blaine claimed.

"Oh believe me they have been well used," Kurt smiled, he loved that Blaine's personality wasn't that different at fourteen than it was at 26.

"How did your Dad and Carole meet?" Kurt looked at him, that was something he really hadn't hope to have to explain to Blaine.

"I introduced them," Kurt said quickly, hoping that was enough, but knowing Blaine, it wouldn't be.

"Aww how sweet," Blaine said, smiling softly. Kurt felt guilty making Blaine think he had been selfless in that match making. Just then the doorbell rang and Kurt sighed softly in relief and headed to answer, leaving a mildly confused Blaine behind. He followed Kurt a moment later, reaching the room just as Kurt opened the door, only to watch Kurt being attacked by a small jewish looking girl who practically knocked him to the floor in her force of the hug. Kurt had warned Blaine that Rachel was 'enthusiastic', he could see what he'd meant.

"Rachel, I have a bruise on my chest that still hurts like hell so could you-" Blaine flinched, he and Kurt still hadn't talked about it, but Kurt seemed to realize his slip of tongue as his eyes flashed to Blaine who was looking back at him. Rachel detached herself quickly, gasping,

"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry, I forgot!" When had she been told? Blaine wondered, wondering if the hurt he was feeling was from Kurt thinking he had to keep this from Blaine or if it was from the guilt of knowing how hurt Kurt had gotten.

"It's fine," Kurt motioned subtly to Blaine who looked shyly down at his feet. "Finn!" Blaine looked up just in time to be lifted off his feet by a giant, instinctively letting out a cry of surprise and fear. "For God's sake Finn, we were recently JUMPED!" Kurt yelled and Blaine was put down as if he'd suddenly grown spikes. Blaine panted as his heart pounded as his mind flashed back to being held back while Zach was punched and then getting his own hits and kicks.

Kurt was instantly in front of him and grabbed his hand,

"Bb, honey, are you ok?" Blaine launched himself in Kurt's arms, safe. Remember, you are safe with Kurt, his mind reminded him as Kurt's hand soothingly rubbed Blaine's back. "Finn doesn't always use his brain, Sweetheart, but he would never hurt you," Kurt promised as Blaine's breathing regulated, inhaling Kurt as deeply as he could, refusing to let the tears that threatened to come fall.

"I'm sorry, Blaine, I wasn't thinking," Finn's unfamiliar voice said.

"Clearly," Kurt bit angrily. Blaine didn't like that Kurt was upset with his brother because of Blaine's weakness.

"No, I'm fine," he whispered, pulling away from Kurt, but he didn't let go of his hand.

"You don't have to lie, they can come back later," Kurt promised.

"No, it's okay, I swear," Blaine replied, looking at Rachel and Finn who stood awkwardly to the side. "Sorry for that, guys, drama queen," Blaine berated himself, but Kurt squeezed his hand and shook his head.

"No, I'm sorry, I was just excited to see you were okay," Finn said embarrassed. Blaine looked at Finn for a moment,

"You are really tall." Suddenly Kurt laughed, followed by Rachel and before they knew it they were all laughing, and Blaine didn't feel so out of the loop this time.

After they had eaten they sat on the couch talking and laughing, Blaine sitting close to Kurt, but keeping a distant so that Kurt wouldn't feel like he had to hold Blaine or cuddle. Rachel and Finn however had no problem snuggling, Rachel was practically in Finn's lap and Blaine wondered if he were normal if he would be like that with Kurt.

"So are you decided when you're going back to work?" Rachel asked, and Blaine instantly realized he forgot that Kurt would have a job, and he felt like crap for not knowing what that job was.

"Whenever I'm up for it and Blaine gets sick of having me around," Kurt replied, smiling softly at Blaine who couldn't imagine ever being tired of Kurt.

"What about-" Rachel began but Kurt glared at her, quickly interrupting,

"I said, I will go when I am up for it." Blaine looked at Kurt confused, but Kurt just smiled warmly at him and gave away no hint of what he was thinking.

"Kurt that is such an opportunity," Rachel claimed, obviously not understanding that he was avoiding revealing something to Blaine.

"Rachel, I am a grown man, I can make my own decisions, I know what I am doing, so if you don't mind, I would appreciate if you respected that." Rachel looked hurt for a moment before pouting back in Finn's arms who was not getting into it.

"What is she talking about?" Blaine asked softly, maybe it was none of his business,

"I'll tell you later, okay?" Kurt asked, Blaine nodded, unsure of whether Kurt was just pacifying him or if he really intended telling him. The rest of the day was spent talking about their past,

"And you would be the only girl that ever made Blaine consider his sexuality," Finn chuckled. Rachel instantly moaned in embarrassment and covered her face while Kurt rolled his eyes,

"Did you really have to bring that story up?"

"What?" Blaine asked, feeling like he had no blood in his face, "I questioned being gay?"

"No," Kurt took his hand comfortingly, clearly seeing the panic on his face. "You were drunk, it was a stupid game of spin the bottle and you landed on Rachel and it felt good, but all it took was a sober kiss to remind you that you were in fact gay."

"I bet my dad loved that," Blaine muttered, looking at his hand that was not linked in Kurt's.

"I don't think he ever knew," Kurt replied, Blaine nodded in relief and moved closer to Kurt.

"It was only a day or so, Blaine," Rachel promised, smiling softly at his brother in law.

"Was I dating Kurt at the time?" Blaine asked, hating that he could have possibly hurt a boyfriend like that, especially a person as kind and giving as Kurt seemed to be.

"No, though he wished you had been," Finn replied, earning a smack on his arm from Rachel and a glare from Kurt.

"What?" Blaine looked at Kurt who sighed heavily,

"Do you remember when you woke up and I told you it took you six months to realize you'd fallen in love with me?" Blaine nodded softly and Kurt smiled, "It was then, about three months after we met, I was in love with you before you figured out that you were in love with me."

"I'm sorry," Blaine said looking down at his hand but a warm hand touched his chin gently forcing him to look back at Kurt's face.

"Don't be," Kurt said, "In the end it didn't matter, you figured it out, and that was what is important." Blaine nodded, wanting to kiss Kurt for being so understanding and sweet.

After Finn and Rachel let Blaine decided he had to bring up what job Kurt was giving up.

"What do you do for a living?" Blaine asked, watching as Kurt's shoulder raised and fell with a heavy sigh,

"I am an actor." Blaine's eyes widened,

"Really!" Blaine cried, grinning. Kurt chuckled and nodded,

"Yeah, stage actor, mostly, I've done a few commercials to pay the bills."

"Looks like that is not a problem anymore," Blaine motioned around their nice apartment. Kurt nodded,

"Yeah, we do pretty well."

"What are you giving up because of me?" Blaine stopped letting Kurt avoiding, Kurt turned to him, sitting down across from the table.

"Nothing," Kurt claimed, Blaine raised his eyebrows and Kurt exhaled, it amazed him how he couldn't fool fourteen year old Blaine anymore than he could his Blaine. "It was role that was fairly covenanted, I got it," Kurt shrugged, that role had been a role of a lifetime, he would have been set for the rest of his life off the fame of this role, but Blaine was never to know that.

"How long will they save it for you?" Blaine asked, it was important to Kurt, he could tell, but Kurt wouldn't say anything.

"I don't know," Kurt answered honestly,

"Who can you call to find out?" Blaine asked,

"Blaine-"

"No. This attack isn't going beat both of us, just because I can't remember doesn't mean I don't care. I want you to see how long they'll hold it for you, and if they are still going to let you come back, you are going back tomorrow."

"I couldn't go back tomorrow even if they let me," Kurt explained, "I have to go shirtless at one point during the play and-" he cut himself off, flinching.

"The bruise?" Blaine guessed, Kurt sighed and nodded. "Can-" He didn't have the right to ask Kurt to show him anything.

"It's nothing special," Kurt answered, "Just a bruise, I've had plenty of them."

"You got it from them, right?"

Kurt nodded smiled softly,

"You haven't changed all that much, you still see right through me." Blaine blushed and smiled bashfully. Kurt had missed the person that knew him better than anyone, the person that could see how he felt with just a look. The person in front of him wasn't him, but if he squinted he could see the person he had become and could possibly become again.

The next chapter will take a rather surprising turn. Stay tuned!