It dawned bright and warm in New York and Kurt woke up as the sun hit his face. The baby monitor was on and he didn't have to wait more than a few minutes to hear his daughter cooing to herself as she greeted the day.

"It can't be the sun in her face, her bedroom is on the west side," Blaine said, still very sleepy after the long night.

"She always wakes up about now," Kurt told his Dom. "She's hungry."

Blaine smiled.

"Would you like me to go get her before she starts crying and wakes up your dad?" Blaine asked, even though he didn't want to move a muscle to get out of bed. He liked being warm and snuggly in the mornings with his Sub. It had been a week since the last of the side effects had faded and Kurt seemed to be all well. He had more energy with every day and his interest in the world around him was gaining. Blaine didn't want to be away from him, he wanted to see Kurt blooming into the amazing man Blaine had known instinctively was there.

"I can go, do you want me to feed her in the nursery or bring her back here?" Kurt asked.

"By all means bring our little princess here. I want to hold her," Blaine smiled. He was absolutely besotted by the tiny girl. One small drooly grin and Blane's heart was pounding in his chest. He was falling in love with the two children every bit as much as he was with Kurt.

Kurt came back in, holding the bottle of formula he had made in one hand and holding Holly in the other.

"Come to Blaine, Baby Girl," he crooned, holding his hands up to catch her. "Is Levi up yet?"

"No, he was sound asleep. He usually gets up at around seven. I know his schedule was upset these past weeks with moving and going back and forth to Lima, but I think he's settling in to his old habits now that things are stable for him," Kurt said.

Blaine was holding Holly comfortably in his arms like he'd been doing it his whole life. It made Kurt happy, the warmth settling in his chest, as he watched them together. He had been so sad that Holly would grow up without her mommy, and that was still true, but the sharp pain of it was dulling with every day Kurt saw his Dom bonding with her. He thought Santana would approve.

"Kurt, I want to discuss something with you. Do you feel strong enough to talk about some serious subjects?" Blaine asked in a mild tone so as not to startle the baby in his arms.

"Of course, Blaine. What did you want to talk about?" Kurt asked, a little worried. Blaine didn't often speak to him is such a grim tone. "Is it about Santana's estate? Did Cooper find out something new?"

"No, it isn't that, although when I talked to my brother last night he said things were going forward quickly. No, it's about you and me. I know we got together in a very big hurry due to the circumstances and we signed a month's contract. But due to several things, I want to move forward with plans for us," Blaine said, looking into Kurt's eyes with a steady gaze.

"Okay, ah..should I be worried?" Kurt asked. He wasn't really, but it seemed quite serious.

"No, my love. I hope it isn't anything to worry you. I was thinking about our relationship. We are officially in a contract, but that's just paper. I did it to help you and to keep your children from being taken away by the Government Child Protection Agency. You knew that, I never made a secret of that. After knowing you for only a few minutes, though, Kurt...I knew I wanted more than that. I wanted you. I wanted you to be bound to me for the rest of our lives, and I think you knew that, too, didn't you?" Blaine said in a soft voice, stroking the back of his hand down Kurt's cheek before returning it to hold Holly.

Kurt hid his face in his hands for a moment, trying to collect his thoughts.

"Yes, Blaine. I knew as soon as I saw you that we might have more than a small connection. I could...you won't believe this, but honestly the only way I can think of describing the feeling was that I could feel in my bones that I was meant for you, that you were meant for me. Nothing else had ever made that much sense in my whole life, Blaine." Kurt leaned on Blaine, placing his hand on Blaine's where he held Holly.

"I know you spoke about it before, but that's why you Initiated the Vow, isn't it?" Blaine asked, kissing Kurt's cheek.

"Yes and no. I knew we were meant for each other, but the day I Initiated was different. At first, the knowledge of it all was just there. I could sort of 'see' us together in my mind and it was soft and warm and content to just be. The day I Initiated was a horse of a different color. It was almost violent. It was hot and screaming to me, I couldn't think of anything but that and I don't even remember coming into the room or taking off my clothes or crawling to you. All that was in my mind was a burning need for you, a moral imperative that would let me live or die. Maybe the Sub Weakness made it stronger? I don't know, it was as if I had given up all conscious thought and will and let my body go with my instinct. That sounds so dramatic, but I can't describe it any other way. If you had refused...." Kurt stopped, not able to fathom what that would have meant to him.

Blaine laid Holly gently on the bed, moved a pillow to her other side so she wouldn't roll off, and turned to Kurt. He put a finger to Kurt's lips to stop him from speaking and pulled him close. He kissed him passionately but very tenderly on his soft pink lips and smiled.

"It's okay, baby. I know what you felt on that day, because I felt the same way. Don't upset yourself, it was a good thing, a very beautiful thing. Things went on in that room – we felt things in that room that day that defy description and I don't need you to tell me in words. I think the Fates were smiling on us that day," Blaine whispered to Kurt, stroking from his temple to his jaw once again.

Kurt snuggled close to his Dom, happy he was so understood by this man.

Holly looked up at her daddy and gave him a gummy grin, kicking her legs in excitement. She tried to turn over, but the pillow prevented it and she gave him a look of total bewilderment that made the two men giggle.

"Oh, Blaine, you are so good with her. It's as if she was your baby, too," he said off the cuff and was surprised that Blaine got an almost sad look in his eyes. "Oh, no... what did I say?"

"It's nothing you said...well, it is, but not what you are probably thinking. I love that you said that, Kurt, because it is exactly what I was thinking. I wish she was my baby, and I wish Levi was mine , too. You and I are that close...we have a Declared Union and nothing is closer than that. I was trying to think of a way to ask you..." Blaine started, but he couldn't think of words to finish his thought.

"What? What did you want to ask me?"

"This is awkward. Kurt, I want to marry you. I know it's only a Government formality, the Union means more to us and is more binding in my mind, but the marriage would show everyone that we are together. The tough question is: I want to be a father to your children, but I didn't know how to approach it. Levi is old enough to have his own opinion about it, and I don't know how you feel about that – about sharing them with me. I don't want to disrespect Santana in any way, and I don't want to be the cause of any bad feelings for you or Levi..." Blaine had begun to just ramble. He had a tendency to do that when he was nervous. Kurt took his hand once again and squeezed it. Blaine stopped.

"I think that would be wonderful, and no, it is not disrespectful to Santana's memory at all. I think she would be pleased that someone loved us enough to ask. I am not sure how Levi will take it, but we can ask him. I know he is very fond of you, Blaine, but I'm not sure he even understands the implications of the legal or moral aspects of unions. He only knows who loves him, who tucks him in at night and who makes him tiger-shaped pancakes to eat so the tigers stay away from his dreams. Blaine, that man is you and I would bet my last dollar that Levi would be amazed and pleased and happy to have you as his papa. Shall we ask him today?" Kurt queried.

"If you think it's okay. I know his life has been turned upside down since his mother died, and I don't want to be the cause of any more stress for the little guy," Blaine said sincerely.

Kurt picked up his daughter and held her to his shoulder, rubbing her back and waiting for her to burp. She did and he snuggled her to his chest, humming to her as she tried to keep her eyes open. He set her back on the bed in front of him. Holly yawned and look up at the two men watching her as she got a very determined look on her face and strained her muscles, throwing out her arms and rolled to her tummy, giggling when she realized her trick had worked.

"Oh, that was so clever!" Blaine cooed at her, laughing in delight at the girl. His eyes sparkled as he watched her try and scoot, but she wasn't going anywhere. Kurt forgot to watch Holly's shining moment because he was caught up in watching his Dom. In that second, he knew the truth. That Blaine would be the most perfect papa to his children and he would accept nothing less. He melted into Blaine's side, reaching up once as Blaine turned to kiss him, and wrapping his arms around his Dom, his lover, and hopefully soon to be his husband.

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Sitting in the small park, Kurt and his father were on the bench with Blaine standing next to Holly's stroller as Levi bounced over to the playground equipment.

"Look, Daddy! Look Grandpa and Mr. Anners!" Levi crowed, climbing the short ladder to the top of the curving slide. He untangled his feet and sat down, holding tightly for a moment until he had gathered courage to let go. Sliding down the curves, Blaine stepped quickly over to catch him as he came shooting off the end of the slide, giggling because it was so fast and so scary and because he had known Blaine would be there to catch him.

"Dad, don't you think they look natural together?" Kurt asked. Burt looked, not at Blaine and Levi, but at Kurt.

"That isn't the question you want an answer to, is it?" Burt asked his son and Kurt blushed.

"No, Dad, it isn't. I think from that question you probably know exactly what I want to ask," Kurt said, suddenly serious. He took the handle of Holly's stroller and rocked it back and forth as she whimpered in her sleep.

"Well, if you know, then are you ready for my answer?" Burt asked and Kurt nodded. "When are you going to get married might be in there, but I don't think that's what you're worried about. You want to know if I think Blaine would be a good father to Levi and Holly."

"Yes. You always did know exactly what I'm thinking, Dad. Well, what do you think? Give me both barrels, I want to know it all."

"You're probably thinking I will say it's too soon, but I'm not going to. Yes, it is not a very long time since you lost Santana. I know you loved her, Kurt, but she was never the right person for you to marry. You knew that and she knew that. You did your best and I believe in her way, she did, too. I didn't think at first it would work and I thought of getting the paperwork to break the Pairing before the wedding, but then I watched the two of you. You might have been scared, even bewildered, and although she was the one to request the Pairing, she was every bit as scared. Kurt, the two of you made it work. I know how much you loved her. Just watching you at her funeral made me ashamed that I had doubted the two of you.

"I think you did the best you could, and you were a loyal and loving husband to her. But now? I think Blaine is what is right for you, Kurt. In spite of the strange circumstances that brought the two of you together.

"Furthermore, I know that you know it. How many days did you know Blaine when you Initiated a Declared Vow? That tells me everything. I know you, my son, and I know that no force on this Earth would force you into a Declared Vow unless you were positive in your mind and in your heart that this was the right man for you. So, yes, I believe you were meant for each other, and further I believe in my heart that he will be a good father to Levi and Holly. It isn't up to me, though. You have to believe it, Kurt. You have to believe within yourself that it's the right thing," Burt told him.

Kurt hugged his father, knowing he had his answer. He would tell Blaine tonight.

"Kurt, there's something else we need to talk about. I need to get home. Carole needs me, the shop needs me. Quinn is getting ready to have this baby and Finn will be home with her for a while. Puck is getting married and he will need time off to go on a honeymoon. There really is nobody else I trust to run the shop, so...I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm sorry, kiddo, but that's life. Are you going to be okay?" Burt asked, moving Kurt's chin up by cupping it in his hand. Kurt looked into his father's eyes. He knew his dad would be leaving soon and he tried not to think about it. His Dad was needed elsewhere, had other obligations, and Kurt was brought up to respect others' obligations. He felt a little guilty to want so badly for his dad to stay, but he knew his duty.

"I'll be fine, Dad. Go home to Carole, she needs you, too. I love you," Kurt said and Burt brushed the tears from his cheeks before hugging Kurt to his chest.

"I love you, too, son."

After the slide and the see-saw, Blaine had taken Levi over to the swings and was pushing him in one of the safety swings for toddlers that had been installed just a few months ago. Levi loved it and sang out a very loud song as he swung back and forth. He finally ran out of steam and wanted down. Blaine lifted him out, taking a second to hug the little boy close to himself before setting him lightly on the ground and asking what he wanted to do next.

"I think we should go home. I'm hungry and maybe Mrs. Rose will make me some olive and mayonnaise sammiches, do you think?" Levi asked, looking into his Dad's friend's eyes.

"I bet she will, my friend," Blaine assured him.

They walked back from the park and Levi, predictably, got tired and wanted to be carried. Kurt was getting ready to stoop down for him to climb on his back for a piggy-back ride when Levi turned to Blaine.

"Can I ride on your back, Mr. Anners?" the small boy asked. Blaine looked startled, then a huge smile came upon his face.

"Of course, Levi, here, I'll lean down and you can get up," Blaine offered and Levi was on his back and calling for his to 'giddy-up'. Blaine grinned and ran ahead of the group, swooping and twirling as Levi hung on with all his might. He didn't realize how tightly Blaine was holding him, but both Kurt and Burt noticed. Burt looked at his son with an 'I told you so' on his face and Kurt nodded back.

Once they were in the building, Levi was allowed to push the button for the top floor. He could reach it from Blaine's back and was rather proud of the fact that he knew which one it was.

"Daddy?" Levi asked, looking over at his dad.

"Yes, Levi?"

"Can we stay in New York? I like it here," he smiled.

"I think that could possibly be arranged. It's something I need to talk over with Mr. Anderson, Levi. Okay?" Kurt explained to his son.

"Okay, Daddy," Levi said as Blaine let him down to the ground to walk the rest of the way.

Entering the townhouse, Kurt lifted Holly and carried her into the living room, sitting on the sofa while Levi climbed up beside them.

"Can I hold Holly?" Levi asked, grinning up at his daddy.

"Sure, son," he answered, setting the baby in her brother's lap. Levi held her as carefully as he could and whispered in her ear. It was so cute, she looked exactly as if she were listening to each word. She finally turned and opened her mouth, putting it on Levi's arm.

"Eww, Holly, that wasn't nice. This is the way you kiss," he said, demonstrating a small kiss to her cheek. She turned her head and put her wet mouth on his arm again, extracting a giggle from him.

"Look Daddy, she's kissing me! She needs practice because it's icky the way she does it," he said. Kurt tried and failed to stifle a laugh.

"She'll learn with time, little one," he offered, wiping Levi's arm with a dry cloth from Holly's bag.

"Daddy, are you going to marry Mr. Anners? I was awake and Unca Puck told Unca Finn you were gonna get married," Levi said.

"Don't believe everything you hear, Levi. You shouldn't have been listening in like that. It was rude," Kurt told him.

"Oh. I'm sorry. They were being really loud and it was when you were sick and grandpa was asleep and I didn't mean to listen and I liked that you were getting married and I like Mr. Anners, does he like me?" Levi rushed it all out at once, barely stopping to take a breath. He looked up at his dad with anticipation painted all over his face and Kurt wanted to tell him. Should he wait for Blaine? Should he tell Levi his grandpa was going home tomorrow and then tell him when Levi had settled down more? He didn't know what would be the best thing and he started to call to his dad to ask his opinion, but changed his mind. He and Blaine had talked about it and Kurt knew they would get married. He just wanted to wait until his Dom was here to share the news in case Levi had any questions.

"Levi, those are some hard questions to answer. I don't know the answers to all of them because they are also about other people. I think we need to wait for Mr. Anderson to be here before we talk about that, okay? Do you understand why?" Kurt asked. He tried to remember his son was only three, and although he was close to turning four, he did not have the skills to interpret all the things he encountered in the adult world. He was very smart, and Kurt tended to forget how young the boy actually was. He has seemed to understand about his mommy dying, and about his dad being sick, about his Auntie Quinn having a new baby and his Uncle Noah getting married again. Kurt knew he could find a way to explain what his daddy's relationship was with Mr. Anderson but it would take time to think about it first.

"Levi, honey, come sit on Daddy's lap," Kurt directed. He took Holly from Levi's arms and laid her in the stroller in the inclined position so she could see the fairies on the mobile that was attached to the crossbar of the stroller. Levi crawled up on his lap, smiling as Kurt put his arm around the little boy.

"There are some things in this world that are hard to understand, some things even grown-ups don't understand very well. Do you remember when I told you about Mr. Anderson saving Holly?" Kurt had told Levi a shortened version of the day he met Blaine.

"Yes, Daddy. He was our hero and Holly loves him because he saved her. She told me," Levi said soberly, looking down at his sister as she smiled up at them.

"She told you that?" Kurt asked and Levi just nodded.

"Well, Mr. Anderson and I found out that we love each other," Kurt went on, watching for Levi's reaction.

"I know. I saw you kissing. A lot. Like when you used to kiss Mommy," he said. He didn't look upset in the least.

"We talked about it, Levi, and Mr. Anderson and I want to stay in New York instead of me going back to Lima with Grandpa," Kurt started to explain.

"Grandpa is going back on the airplane?"

"Yes, honey. He misses Grandma and he has to work in his shop. Do you understand that?" Kurt asked.

"Yes, Daddy. He has to take care of Gramma. They kiss, too," Levi whispered as if it were a juicy secret. Kurt grinned at his son.

"He has to go tomorrow, but we can go visit him again. We'll go when Auntie Quinn has her baby and we'll go when Uncle Noah gets married. That's a lot of visiting, isn't it?" Kurt said, glad he was able to steer the conversation away from Blaine for a few minutes.

Kurt caught the sight of Blaine standing in the hallway. He smiled in his direction and wondered how long he'd been standing there. Levi hadn't seen him though.

"Daddy, you never said if you're going to marry Mr. Anners," Levi was a dog with a bone when he wanted to know the answer to something. "If you two love each other, you should get married. Then I could have two dads." Levi looked happy to have figured this out.

Kurt looked over to the hallway, catching Blaine's eye and motioning for him to join them. Blaine walked in, picking up Holly and sitting down next to Kurt with the baby on his lap.

"Hello, Mr. Anners," Levi said politely, laying his head back on his his daddy's shoulder because he suddenly felt a bit shy.

"Hello, Levi. I asked Mrs. Rose if she could make olive sandwiches for you and I for lunch and she said she would if we ate her soup, too."

"Okay, what kind?" Levi asked and Blaine told him it was vegetable beef. "Then yes, I like that."

"Levi, do you have some questions for me?" Blaine asked him, not quite sure how to handle this.

"Are you and Daddy getting married?" he asked.

"Yes, Levi. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes," he said, looking at his father to make sure he hadn't overstepped his bounds.

He leaned over to pretend to listen to Holly and sat up, looking at Blaine.

"Holly wants to know if you and Daddy get married, do we still have to call you Mr. Anners or can we call you Dad?" Levi said, a little apprehensive about the answer, which is why he framed it as if his sister asked.

"We can talk about that. When your Daddy and I get married, you and Holly could be my children, too. Do you like that?" Blaine wanted to know. Levi sat still for a few moments and then got back up on his dad's lap so he could whisper in his ear.

"Daddy, is it okay if I want him to be my dad, too?"

"Yes, Levi, it is," Kurt whispered back.

"Yes, Holly and I like that. We could have two daddies to love us, but Tana is still my mommy even though she died. She will always be my mommy, right?" he asked.

"Oh, Levi, Santana will always be your mommy. Forever. Do you have a picture of her?" Blaine wanted to know.

"Yes, Daddy gave me one in a big frame with him and Holly and me and Mommy. I also have a necklace with a heart locker with her picture and one of my gramma that is dead, too. My Mommy and Gramma Elizbith are together looking over me now. Gramdma Carole told me when she gave me the locker," Levi said proudly.

"Locket, honey. That is called a locket, not a locker. When did Gramma Carole give you that?" his daddy asked. He gave Blaine a look that said this was news to him.

"When you and Holly came back to New York. I had tiger dreams and she said that Mommy and Gramma Elizbith would keep me safe. That was okay, wasn't it Daddy? You look mad."

"Oh, no, sweetheart. I'm not mad at all. I just miss my mom, too," Kurt told his son.

"Gramma Carole told me your mommy died when you were a little boy, too. That's why she is with my mommy. Is that true?" Levi asked.

"Yes, honey, that is true if Gramma Carole told you so. She is a smart person and would know that. Can I see your locket?" Kurt said.

"Yeah," Levi answered, digging down into his jean pocket to get it. He got it out, tied to a pink ribbon, and handed it to his dad. Kurt took it and opened the catch on the gold filigree locket. Inside were pictures of his mother and Santana. He tried very hard not to cry, but a few tears came unbidden and slid down his face. Blaine pulled him close, balancing Holly with the other hand so he could comfort Kurt.

"Oh, no...Daddy, I didn't want to make you cry!" Levi shouted, crawling back into his father's lap and hugging his neck. He looked at Blane, clearly asking for help.

"It's okay to cry, Levi. Your daddy is sad, but it's because of how much he loves his mommy and Tana. It's not your fault, Levi, not at all. You sometimes cry when you think about your mom, don't you?" Blaine asked, smiling at Levi.

"Yes. I have to bebember her because Daddy told me I will need to tell Holly about her because Holly is just a baby and won't bebember on her own. It's important for big brothers to do that," Levi smiled, proud to be a big brother. He leaned over and kissed Holly's cheek once again.

"That's right, honey. You are the very best big brother of all," Kurt said, his voice getting stronger and the tears dried.

"Mr. Anners, what will Holly and me call you when we're your children, too?" Levi asked.

"I hadn't thought of that. What do you think, Kurt?" he asked.

"How about 'Papa'?" Kurt said. He'd been thinking about it for a while.

"How do you like that?" Blaine asked Levi.

"I like it. Do I have to wait? Can I call you that now?"

Blaine looked at Kurt and Kurt smiled.

"Yes, Levi, you can. Okay?" Blaine was glowing with happiness.

"Okay. Papa."

"Hey, didn't you hear me calling?" Burt asked as he walked into the room. "Lunch is on the table."

Blaine got up from the sofa and held out his hand for Kurt. Kurt got up and picked up Levi and Blaine carried Holly into the dining room for Vegetable Beef soup and Olive Sammiches.

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A few weeks after Burt left to go back to Ohio, Kurt was sitting at the desk in the corner of the office checking his email account.

"I got a message from Puck. He and Rachel are getting married on the fifth of next month. Maybe we could go to Lima to attend? I think Levi would like it and Quinn is due to have the baby a week before that," Kurt told Blaine. Blaine smiled. He would love to meet the rest of Kurt's family and to welcome a new niece into the family would just be icing on the cake.

"Of course. I was thinking, when do you want to have our wedding?"

"Blaine, we are already in a Declared Union, Levi is calling you Papa, and the wedding is just a formality for the sake of the Government, so I don't mind when we do it. I don't mean to sound as if I don't want to marry you, but the fact that the Government is involved just gets under my skin. You understand, don't you?" Kurt asked.

"I have an idea. Let's just get married at the court house, then make the real celebration be my adoption of Levi and Holly, okay? That's much more important, isn't it?" Blaine asked and Kurt got a big smile on his face.

"You always think of the right thing, don't you?" Kurt grinned, getting up to go over to Blaine and sit in his lap. Blaine dropped the book he was reading and pulled Kurt closer, kissing his neck and running his hand under Kurt's shirt. It wasn't long before Kurt was lying on the sofa, Blaine on top of him and grinding his hard cock against Kurt's through their jeans as they kissed.

"We don't need to stay here on the sofa, the kids are sound asleep and we can go to bed and finish this," Blaine suggested. Kurt was able to nod his head, his lips too busy to form words. Blaine maneuvered himself off the sofa and picked Kurt up, carrying him down the hall to their bedroom and kicking the door shut behind him. Kurt leaned over to lock it and Blaine set him down on the bed.

"Now, where were we?" Blaine said and Kurt pulled him close to show him.

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"There they are!" shouted Levi as he tried to let go of his father's hand and run down the concourse to get to his grandfather.

"Levi, stop," Blaine said in a gruff voice. This wasn't the place to be running away from his parents. Levi stopped and turned to Blaine.

"I'm sorry, Papa," he said and went back to take his Papa's hand. "But can we hurry?"

"Sure, pal. I'll go with you," he said and ran with Levi to Burt's open arms.

"Grandpa! Grandma!" Levi squealed, leaping into his grandfather's arms.

Kurt was pushing the stroller with Holly in it. She had just learned to sit and was always pushing herself into that position and babbling little nonsense words. Just last week Blaine had excitedly told Kurt that Holly had said "Papa", but he could not get her to repeat it. Kurt told him that babies usually said their first word around their first birthday, so there was still six months to go before she would say it.

"Besides, she will probably say "Dada" first anyway," Kurt smirked. Blaine was having none of that...he was positive she would be saying "Papa" as soon as her mouth worked properly.

Cooper was pulling a cart with all of their luggage and smiling at Levi's antics. He was here to do the legal things necessary for Blaine's adoption of Holly and Levi. Blaine had asked him to come and since he maintained his license to practice law in Ohio, it wasn't difficult. He was going to stay at his parent's home since they were out of town. Blaine and Kurt would stay at the Hummel home for part of the visit, then at the Anderson home. Kurt still hadn't met Blaine's parents and wasn't too excited to do it any time soon, either. Blaine had told him enough about them that Kurt didn't want their interference in the things he and Blaine came here to do.

Finally getting to the gate, Kurt hugged his step mother and then his father.

"Nice to see you again, Cooper," Burt said, shaking his hand and introducing him to Carole, then introduced Blaine, hugging him, too.

Greetings taken care of, they loaded the luggage into Kurt's old Navigator and everyone got in, then the long drive to Lima and the Hummel house.

Finn was the first one out the door when they pulled up, helping Levi out of his carseat and whirling him around and into a hug.

"Unca Finnnnn!" Levi crowed. Finn set him down to help with the luggage while Levi went on and on about all the things on his mind that he had to get out. "We are going to see a wedding, did you know Unca Noah is getting married?"

"Yes, Levi, I did. I'm going to be best man. You get to stand there with me and hold the rings. How's that?" Finn told the small boy.

"Yeah! I'm gonna be a ring bear. I have been practicin' my growl." Levi grinned and then gave Finn a rendition of his best growl. Finn laughed. "Well, we'll talk about that."

"Where's Auntie Quinn? Is her baby here? I know how to hold babies, Daddy showed me. Can your new baby talk to Holly since they are both babies?"

"No, it isn't here yet, but very soon. Auntie Quinn is sleeping, but she'll be up soon and come to see you. I don't know if the babies can talk to each other, but we can see if they do," Finn tried to keep up with Levi's busy questions as he took the suitcases inside and down to the basement room.

Kurt sighed. "Did you give him jumping beans for breakfast?" he asked Blaine, who laughed and kissed Kurt's cheek. He was unbuckling Holly and looking around at the house and yard. He had been thinking about selling his Manhattan townhouse and maybe buying a house a bit further from the center of town, but still in New York. They had actually discussed moving back to Ohio, but both men had left Ohio, eager to find a place that felt more like home and each had found that place in New York.

Blaine had met a lot of Kurt's friends at dinner and felt a bit of hostility from a few. He had kind of expected it, considering how fast everything had gone and how soon after the death of Kurt's wife they had gotten together, but by the end of the evening they had accepted Blaine. Kurt was glad, he didn't like conflict and all he wanted was for his friends to see how amazing his Dom was.

This time Kurt's visit was very different than the last time he was here in his father's house. The children were in his old bedroom and the guest room in the west part of the house was where Finn had taken their luggage. He was happy about this, it was away from the rest of the bedrooms and in the basement so nobody could hear him. He was still a bit embarrassed about things even though he was a grown man, and Blaine understood that.

"Well, we have one more day until Puck and Rachel's wedding, then a week before ours. Cooper sent me a text that he has filed all the necessary paperwork and because Santana is deceased, there will be no opposition to the adoption, so it should go smoothly," Blaine told him. He wanted to smile about that, it was good news, but it was also sad because of Santana's death so Blaine just pulled Kurt close and held him.

"You know I will understand if you're sad, Kurt. I know you loved her, and I don't mind if you ever want to talk about her. I can feel you wanting to say something. Can I do anything to help you feel better, Love?" he asked.

Kurt dried his eyes, he had cried himself sick over his lost wife so many times he didn't want to do it again.

"Thank you, Blaine, but I'm fine. Yes, I miss her, but I'm in love with you," he said, his eyes begging Blaine to understand.

"I know, baby, but you have a big heart and I think there's room for us both. Don't ever think I don't want you to remember her. Remembering someone you were so close to, someone you loved, just shows me how big your heart is," Blaine told him, bringing a small smile to Kurt's face.

"How do you always know exactly what to say to me when I am so lost in myself, Blaine? I couldn't think of any way to reconcile all of that in my head and you just know. I don't know what I'd do without you," he said, burying his face in Blaine's neck. Blaine just rubbed his back and held him.

"Kurt, I was thinking....do you think it would be a good thing for us to take the children to visit their mother's gave? I know Holly won't really understand, but it might be okay for Levi. What do you think?" Blaine asked.

"He was at the funeral, but I'm not sure how much he understood. I was eight when my mother died, so I did know what was happening. All Levi understood was that she was gone," Kurt said. "I'd like to go, so maybe Dad and Carole would keep the children here for us."

"You know they will. Okay, we can do that tomorrow. Then Cooper wanted to talk to us. I told him we would have lunch and then go over the papers and such. He said he heard from Nick Duvall on the Cecelia Bremmer case. He told me that because you and Santana had dual residency we can file things here, too. It might be quicker than it would be in New York. He'll tell you about it tomorrow. For tonight, I think we need to get some rest – or at least get to bed," Blaine smiled. He turned on the baby monitor in case one of the children needed them during the night and pulled back the covers on the bed.

"Here, let me help you," Kurt offered and smiled at Blaine who was removing his shirt. Blaine smiled back and Kurt began removing his own clothes. By the time Blaine had unbuttoned his shirt, Kurt was naked and on his knees in front of Blaine.

Blaine sat on the side of the bed, Kurt's hands on his knees. Blaine leaned forward, cupping Kurt's jaw in his hand and kissing him deeply. Pulling back from the kiss, Kurt took Blaine's cock in his mouth and swirled his tongue around the crown, moving down as he drew more into his mouth. Blaine sighed into a moan and put a hand to the back of Kurt's hair, gently running his fingers through the chestnut locks. Kurt pressed forward, taking more in as he licked at the shaft and pulled in his cheeks to pull back, gently sucking as he went. He could feel the blood filling Blaine as he got harder and his moans got more desperate. Kurt tried harder to please Blaine by taking his balls in his warm hands, fondling them as he stroked the inside of his lover's thigh. He kept up the rhythm, beginning to moan himself as he got more excited by Blaine's enjoyment.

"Kurt, come up here with me, baby, I need you here on the bed with me," Blaine gasped, trying to contain himself. Kurt let his Dom's cock slide out of his mouth along with a desperate whine and got on the bed next to Blaine.

"Come here, close to me," Blaine asked and held Kurt close, kissing his cheek, his neck, his lips. Kurt kissed him back, becoming more frantic as his blood flowed hot in his veins. "Do you want me to make love to you, baby?"

"Yes, please, please, Blaine...." he answered, his skin twitching in anticipation.

Blaine had the lubricant ready and reached his fingers down Kurt's back and into the crevice, to gently open his Sub, tenderly kissing his face and down his neck as he massaged the circular muscle. Kurt pushed back against the pressure, begging Blaine to be inside of him, to hurry, he needed Blaine now.

"Is that better, Kurt?" he asked as the sphincter relaxed enough and Kurt was ready. Kurt used some of the lube, pooling it in his hand to warm it and then applying it to his Dom's cock as he kissed back, licking his nipples and whining in anticipation. He was so ready, he wanted Blaine so badly.

"C'mere, let me move your legs," Blaine said, taking Kurt's legs and bringing one up over his shoulder to allow himself the best access. He pushed in, loving the noise that ripped from his Sub's throat as he bottomed out. Being so far inside his Sub, knowing it was where Kurt wanted him to be, he almost came from the image. But, no, it wasn't time. He pulled back, leaving just the barest inch inside and held still, waiting for Kurt to let him know how much he wanted it.

Kurt whined, trying to maneuver himself closer but Blaine held him still. Whimpering, Kurt tried to lick or kiss or otherwise touch Blaine and coax him to keep going. Blaine smiled to himself, the need that he felt from Kurt was like fuel and he began pushing back in, careful to stroke over his lover's prostate. It wasn't as if he could feel it with his cock, but more that he had watched Kurt's reaction so often he knew the location by his face. The hitch in Kurt's breath made Blaine feel a rush of heat go through in his body, moving like a wildfire as he got closer and closer to coming.

Kurt was whimpering and breathing in panting gasps as Blaine hammered hard into him. Gone were the gentle touches, the tender caresses and in their place was the pounding excitement, the urgency to get there, the feeling of power that came with knowing the other person, each knowing that their happiness was inextricabley tied into the other.

"Blaine, Blaine..." was all that Kurt could sob, he was so close to being overwhelmed but his saving grace was knowing Blaine loved him and would be there, always keeping him safe. For Blaine it was accepting as fact that Kurt was there for him, for only him for as long as he had breath in his body, Kurt would give all of himself to Blaine. Kurt was always giving, always forgiving, always loving.

The Declared Vow might mean one thing to people that had never experienced it: it appeared to be like a marriage, a commitment. To the few people who were Declared to each other it was such a different thing, so much deeper, something that defies adequate words to explain it. Blaine knew that Kurt's heart now beat for him, that Kurt thought about Blaine every day, every minute and Kurt knew the same about Blaine. It made them feel not just loved or worshiped, or connected on an emotional level; but as if they were two people twined together so tightly they were almost one. The term 'soulmate' was used all the time, but for those in a Declared Vow, there was a deeper meaning to the concept that was so misunderstood by the public at large.

All of these things had gone through the minds and consciousness of Kurt and Blaine, so much so that they didn't even think of them anymore. Even in such a short time, the bonds between them were too strong to break.

"Blaine..." Kurt whispered, his breath coming in a slow drag as he tried to catch it, burning his lungs as he gasped for air.

"Kurt...my love, Kurt....baby, can you feel me? Can you feel how much I love you?" Blaine asked, but he didn't require and answer, Kurt was giving him the answer, meeting each thrust with one of his own.

"Now, Blaine...I'm coming now..." Kurt breathed out.

"Do you need me to touch you?" Blane asked, reaching for his Sub, but Kurt didn't have time to answer before came with a hissing squeal, calling Blaine's name, calling, calling, and something inside Blaine answered before he knew he was ready, the heat and excitement bursting forth as his semen filled his Sub with heat and Kurt came even more at the prodding of Blaine's jerking cock.

They lay together for a little while, trying to catch their breath, relaxing as they lay so close. Kurt had dozed off for a while and felt Blaine's warm hand on his shoulder, waking him up.

"Let's go take a shower, my love, so we'll be fresh for the morning. We're going to have a long day," Blaine said, rubbing Kurt's strong back.

"Okay, I'll go get the shower going," Kurt replied, getting out of bed and moving towards the bathroom.

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"It's just one more block, then take the first left. You'll see the gates a few blocks past that," Kurt explained as Blaine put his foot on the accelerator of the old SUV. He was going with Kurt to the graveyard, dreading it and placing so much hope in the healing aspect of it at the same time. He put his warm hand on Kurt's thigh, giving him a gentle squeeze.

"Are you going to be okay with this?" Blaine asked, worried the sight of the headstones might upset his Sub. His first reflex – to protect Kurt – was on his mind, but he knew it was important to Kurt, so here they were. There was no way Blaine was letting his Sub come here alone.

"Yes, I need some kind of closure, Blaine, before the wedding and I think I will finally be able to find it here."