I'M BACK! I am not sure this chapter makes a large amount of sense, honestly it's just a filler but… I promise the next chapter will be better and up soon! I want to thanks everyone who has stuck with me. My readers are the best! xoxo

"Kurt, I have something to tell you…"

Kurt looked at him, waiting, tears still hanging in the corner of his eyes. Blaine affectionately wiped them away. Kurt flinched slightly and it took Blaine a moment to realize that Kurt was remembering when his husband would do that, when his Blaine was there, caring for him, making sure he didn't hurt. And Blaine knew, given the past 5 hours, Kurt would give anything to have his husband back so they could share their own good news.

"I wish I could make you promise not to be mad at me, but I know that's not realistic," Blaine claimed. Kurt pulled away farther, looking at Blaine harder as he bit his lip anxiously.

"What is it?" Kurt asked, sniffing softly.

"You remember the day we got the call that we were going to get the little girl?" Kurt flinched as if Blaine had physically smacked him, but said,

"Of course I do." Blaine gnawed harder on his bottom lip and swallowed hard,

"I heard you call them and cancel the adoption, and it broke my heart that you had to do that because I was scared."

"I completely understand why you were, you don't think I'm mad at you for that, do you?" Kurt asked, pulling Blaine closer, Blaine couldn't help but smile and snuggle even closer, part of him wondering if Kurt would feel the same after he told him.

"Yeah, I know, but… you didn't deserve to have to give that up, so I called them back…" Blaine looked back at Kurt to gage his reaction, but Kurt just looked at him for a moment before his eyes widened in shock.

"W-wh-what do you mean?" he said, his voice shaking, "What are you s-saying?" Blaine licked his lips,

"I'm saying that we have a little more than four weeks to turn the guest room into a nursery." Suddenly Kurt was on his feet, leaving a slightly surprised Blaine still lying in bed.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Okay… so that wasn't exactly the response Blaine had been expecting. "You think you are fourteen!" Kurt cried, though he was aware of everyone else in the house being asleep. "I can't believe you did this without talking to me! This is a huge thing, Blaine! This isn't choosing what brand of coffee to buy or where to go for dinner! This is a child! This is the biggest commitment we will ever make! How could you not tell me!" Kurt yelled, each word and he became less concerned about the other house dwellers and his voice rose.

"I will help you in any way I can. I know this isn't exactly how you wanted it, but I can learn to be a good father, I am-practically did raise myself, I think I turned out okay. I know Cooper will help you, and I didn't mean to upset you, I just couldn't stand it that I was the reason you had to say 'no'. I just wanted to help and fix it, I can't make my memory come back, but I thought maybe…" Blaine didn't realize he had tears of frustration on his cheeks until Kurt had pulled him into a kneeling position on the bed and held him close.

"I'm sorry, I just-" Kurt inhaled deeply, "I'm just scared, but I can't believe you actually did that for me." Blaine shook his head,

"I did it for us, because if I do get my memory back you deserve everything you've ever dreamed of."

"Blaine," Kurt murmured into his hair.

"I am going to get my memory back. At least some of them, I will!" He cried when Kurt started to shake his head. "I've already gotten a few, and though I may never remember everything at least let me do this for you, let me let you keep your dream."

Kurt stared at Blaine for several seconds before kissing him deeply, it was closed mouth and soft, but meaningful and tender.

"Let's not tell anyone yet. I don't want them to think we are trying to steal Rachel and Finn's thunder." Kurt suggested, Blaine smiled and nodded, he was fine with keeping between the two of them, it was their dream anyway. Their Blaine liked the sound of that.

The next day both boys were all smiles, and though Finn asked why they were so happy, they shrugged and brushed it off asking if they actually needed a reason.

"Oh Dad, since you were heading to the store anyway, could you pick me up some shampoo? I don't know how I forgot it, but I left mine at home." Kurt asked his Burt, who nodded, quickly making note of it on a sheet of paper. "Do you need me to tell you the name?" Kurt asked, everyone knew how particular he was about his hair care products.

"No kiddo, I think I can manage." Burt said, rolling his eyes affectionately. Kurt smirked,

"Are you are sure, because I swear Dad if you end up getting me Suave or something like that-" Kurt ended his empty threat when his father stuck his tongue out at him. "Way to be mature."

After saying goodbye he and Blaine went out into Lima, Kurt planned to take Blaine everywhere that may possibly be familiar to them and more specifically Blaine. First stop, the place they met, Dalton Academy. Blaine walked in hesitantly, he hadn't even known this school existed when he was fourteen, but apparently it was a mecca of his memories. There was something vaguely familiar about the place as Kurt lead the way to the headmaster's office. Kurt had called ahead and explained the situation. The headmaster had been understanding and luckily remembered Kurt and Blaine well and just needed them to stop by and get visitor passes.

"Mr. Robinson?" Kurt poked his head into the office, relieved to see the man smile warmly at them.

"Mr. Hummel and Mr. Anderson, how are you doing?" The now mostly gray headed man greeted, holding out his hand to be shaken. Kurt smiled and shook the hand offered him politely but it was Blaine who interjected,

"It's Mr. and Mr. Anderson-Hummel now, Sir." Kurt looked at him with a mixture of surprise and pleasure; Mr. Robinson just smiled,

"Yes of course, I better than probably anyone can remember how much in love you two were, caught in each other's rooms more than a few times, I believe." Kurt chuckled,

"Well Headmaster, let me assure you, you didn't catch us as much as we did it."

"No, I imagine not, but it's certainly good to see you again, I am sorry about the circumstances," Mr. Robinson stated, smiling sadly at Blaine. Kurt nodded gratefully,

"We're getting through it, it's part of the reason we are here though, I was hoping seeing Dalton would jog a memory or two." Mr. Robinson nodded,

"Certainly, you're welcome to explore anywhere you need to. Except the dorms obviously, and as a matter of fact, I do believe the Warblers are practicing as we speak in the senior commons, so you could always start there."

"Thank you Headmaster," Kurt smiled, they would get to the senior commons eventually, but that wasn't where he wanted to start, he wanted to start at the beginning, well, they're beginning.

Blaine knew he should know this place, there was something about it, that screamed to be remembered, but the memories remained just out of his reach.

"So this, is where we met," Kurt claimed, turning around, smiling at him. Blaine looked at the staircase, it was one of the more exquisite sets of stairs that he'd seen.

"Wow," Blaine breathed, "like Jack and Rose on Titanic." Kurt chuckled and held out his hand, and Blaine grinned, taking it and kissing it tenderly.

"So any memory flashes?" Kurt asked hopefully, not releasing Blaine's hand, instead just readjusting so that they were holding hands as they walked up the stairs. Blaine looked around, and shook his head 'no'; Kurt smiled comfortingly.

"I didn't really expect any, honestly," he said understandingly. "Just thought it was worth a shot." Kurt lead them into a room that gave Blaine fuzzy feelings, though he couldn't put his finger on why this room was important, but he knew it absolutely was.

"Something really good happened here," Blaine said. Kurt beamed and nodded, Blaine was very happy Kurt was in such a good mood today; he'd been worried that his husband would be angry with him for keeping the baby from him. Apparently the joy of getting the baby outrode the annoyance.

"This is the room where you professed your feelings for me, and the place we kissed for the first time." Blaine blushed but smiled shyly,

"How did I do?" Kurt pecked his lips quickly,

"We've been together 10 years, what do you think?" Kurt teased lightly, causing Blaine to blushed deeper and bite his lower lip.

"I still don't remember anything though," Blaine admitted sadly.

"It's okay, I still remember it as if it happened yesterday. Come here, I'll show you." Blaine blinked slowly at him and grinned and let Kurt lead him to the chairs that were sitting around the table. "Okay to set the scene you had asked me to do a duet with you at regionals. My bird Pavarotti had died and I sang 'Blackbird' by Beatles, and you finally realized you had feelings for me. I was fixing Pavarotti's casket when you walked in. Here you play me and I'll be you," Kurt pushed him gently into the chair further away. "Okay pretend to be decorating a bird's casket." Blaine looked down before looking back up,

"What does that even look like?"

"Just look at your hands, Blaine," Kurt demanded, smirking motioning to Blaine's hands. Blaine smiled and looked down at the table.

"What's that?" Kurt said, walking 'into' the room.

"Pavarotti's casket?" Blaine replied uncertainly, Kurt chuckled and nodded.

"Well finish up, I have the perfect number for our song and we should practice."

"Do tell" their places were reversed and Kurt was sitting, looking brightly up at Blaine, a smile on his face, his eyes twinkling.

"Candles: by Hey Monday," Blaine replied, his heart seeming to have the desire to leap out of his chest. What if Kurt hated the song? It was a breakup song after all! Blaine considered turning around and running back out but then Kurt grinned,

"I'm impressed," he claimed, "You're usually so top forty." Blaine took a deep breath of relief,

"Well I just… wanted something a little more emotional." Kurt tilted his head slightly at Blaine, confused at the sudden change in his best friend. The feeling Blaine had for Kurt while strong in the romantic department was even stronger in the friendship department. He knew Kurt was the best friend he had ever had or ever would have.

"Why did you pick me to sing that song with?" Kurt asked, his face scrunching up for a moment before looking at Blaine, his eyes soft, and open, his expression patient and warm. He was so beautiful. Why hadn't Blaine plucked up the courage before now to tell this incredible person how he truly felt? He inhaled deeply,

"Kurt, there is a moment when you say to yourself, "Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever."" Blaine took Kurt's hand and Kurt looked down at it as if it was something foreign, though not unwelcomed, "Watching you do Blackbird this week…that was a moment for me. About you." Kurt looked like he couldn't believe this was happening, and honestly, Blaine couldn't either. It was all he'd wanted, to find someone who could love him as he loved, someone he could laugh with, tell his secrets to, his dreams to. He had found them all in a boy with glasz eyes and a quiet smile. "You moved me, Kurt. And this duet would just be an excuse to spend more time with you." Kurt appeared to be torn between crying and laughing. Blaine saved him the chance to make the choice as he leaned forward slowly, making sure Kurt could pull away if he wanted, but he didn't more, so their lips connected. It was passionate but tender, Kurt didn't answer for a second but then a hand on was Blaine's jaw and his lips moved against him, taking control of the kiss. When they pulled away, they were both panted a little dazed and very happy. Blaine blushed and rubbed his face shyly,

"We should practice." Kurt nodded, inhaling,

"I thought we were."

"Blaine!" Kurt's voice, his 27-year-old voice, called out to him. Blaine looked up at him and lunged, without warning, without permission, he crashed their lips together. Kurt grunted slightly but kissed back, his hands grabbing the back of Blaine's head, pressing their faces together desperately.

"I love you," Blaine said when Kurt finally pulled away; Kurt cocked an eyebrow.

"What was that about?" Kurt asked, Blaine smiled softly,

"You still move me." Kurt's breath caught before his eyes filled with tears and he smiled and nodded.

"I love you too," Kurt whispered. "Come on, still some other places to go before we go back home.

No other memories came to Blaine at Dalton, but honestly, he didn't think it mattered, he'd gotten the most important one.

"Time for the Lima Bean, which is probably the place of a third of our time together," Kurt opened the door for him, smiling sweetly, Blaine still couldn't remember why Kurt loved him.

"Grande non-fat Mocha and a medium drip, please," Blaine ordered and Kurt grinned,

"You know my coffee order," he stated.

"Of course I do," Blaine replied, Kurt had already told him that story and Blaine knew it meant a lot to Kurt. They had been waiting for their coffee when another memory hit Blaine,

The elderly couple that spent about as much time at the Lima Bean as they did approached them. This was their first time back since they had both moved to NYC, nearly six months, for Christmas. Blaine was a freshman and Kurt was a sophomore, living together and more in love than either of them thought possible.

"I was hoping we'd be seeing you two again one day," the woman said, smiling warmly at the couple. Kurt looked at her slightly surprised, they had never made an effort to speak to them before, though neither had Kurt and Blaine. "Bethany told me you two are in college in New York," the woman motioned to the barista who was taking other peoples order.

"Yes ma'am," Blaine acknowledged, his hand going to Kurt in the uncertainty of the situation.

"Well we just wanted to tell you how happy we are for you," the man spoke for the first time. They both looked slightly surprised at the older couple. "We've watched the progression of your relationship with some nostalgia, it reminds us of our own." Blaine raised his eyebrows as he looked at Kurt who was smiling softly.

"Best friends who become partners, despite your spats and disagreements, you are always the person the other person needs most," the woman's words caused a lump to form in Blaine throat as his hand tightened around Kurt's. "I hope you realize how rare what you two have is, how important it is that you always remain the most needed person in the other's life. It can get you through anything." Kurt nodded and he motioned to the husband,

"How long have you two been together?" he asked. The woman smiled and looked up at her partner,

"48 years and counting.'' Kurt grinned, looking at Blaine,

"And you think we can make it? Most people say we are too young, that we will become too different," Kurt reported.

"You tell all of them to go to hell," Both Kurt and Blaine burst out laughing at the woman's fierceness. "The only reason they say is because they are jealous that they will never have a relationship like the two of you have." Blaine had leaned in closer to Kurt once he realized the other couple fully supported them.

"Thank you," Blaine replied, smiling softly.

"We'll we won't keep you boys, we just wanted to tell you how glad we were to see both of you succeeding after growing up here." Both boys smiled once more, but Kurt wasn't done,

"What are your names?" The couple smiled before answering,

"Grande non-fat Mocha for Kurt and medium drip for Blaine." Blaine looked up as he realized the memory was over and Kurt was looking at him anxiously.

"You okay?" He asked, as he took the coffees from the counter.

"I got another memory," Blaine reported.

"Another?" Kurt said, his voice rising in hope. Blaine nodded,

"About that older couple, who said they were happy were succeeded."

"Oh Evelyn and George," Kurt smiled warmly, "They're really sweet. We saw them last time we visited, but I don't see them in here today."

The couple spent the rest of day going to old haunts, but no other memories came.

That night they lay in bed, and Blaine had a very important question,

"So what is our daughters name?" he couldn't help but giggle giddily at the thought. Kurt too lit up and he beamed happily, "Have we talked about it?" Kurt kissed him deeply, rubbing their nose together playfully as he pulled away.

"Not every seriously, but we've talked a little."

"And…" Blaine asked suddenly really excited about having a daughter. Kurt chuckled happily at his husband's newfound excitement.

"Elizabeth and Margaret were at the top, but…"

"Elizabeth was your mother right?" Blaine asked, hoping it got it right.

"Yeah, that's right. And Margaret was just a name we liked," Blaine nodded, smiling.

"Maggie," Blaine breathed, pausing before realizing Kurt would obviously want to name their daughter after his mother. "I mean…" Kurt laughed in pure joy,

"Margaret it is then." Blaine blushed but could not hold back his happiness as he threw his arms around Kurt's neck, snuggling into his partner's side.

"I love you," Kurt whispered. "I love you so much." Those words were music to his ears, "Tomorrow at the reunion we can sneak out and we'll look around some to see if anything else jogs your memory." At this Blaine's face fell, he still didn't have a full memory of the past 12 years, and he had no memories of his time at McKinley. He waited until he was sure that Kurt was asleep before sneaking out of bed and going to Kurt's bookshelf and taking out his junior and senior year yearbook. Going into the bathroom so as not to wake Kurt, Blaine spent most of the night memorizing faces of Kurt's and he supposed, his friends. It was going to be a long night.

I hope I don't keep you waiting too long for the next chapter it's the reunion!