Blaine stirred from his slumber, feeling the best he has felt in ages. He found out that Kurt had loved him in return, and he just spent the best night of his life proving his love to Kurt.

Sighing, he opened his eyes to look at Kurt before asking if he was prepared to go again.

Only to find he was in Central Park again, leaning up the same rock. He was wearing his tux again, and he appeared to have his top hat and cane again.

Blaine jumped up from where he was sitting and looked around. It still looked like he was in 2017, but the air seemed to be filled with change. He turned in spot to find the old beggar standing behind him, smiling.

"So I saw that you learned your lesson, eh Blaine?"

Blaine looked at him, "What is going on? Why are you doing this? What was my lesson?"

The beggar chuckled, "I suppose you should know who I am."

He motioned to the park bench nearby, and started to walk towards it. He sat and looked at Blaine, as if to say, 'sit with me'. When Blaine didn't move anymore the beggar sighed and continued, "Although I appear to be a beggar to you, I am actually not of this world."

"Are you an angel then?" Blaine found himself saying.

The beggar curled his lips up into a grin but continued, "Alas, no I am not. At least, not quite yet. I'm an angel in training. My mission was to find a lost soul and help them recover or believe in something. You did not believe in love, correct?"

Blaine threw his hands in the air, "Ok, yes, fine. Before I met Kurt I did not think love would ever be possible but now I think that it is. Kurt means everything to me and I will be damned if I have to listen to you any longer. I am going back to Kurt."

Blaine nodded and turned to head back to the edge of a park.

The beggar called out behind him, "You can never go back Blaine."

"Blaine!" Kurt called out into the apartment, walking around with Blaine's briefs on. He couldn't find his boxers. Kurt looked in the kitchen, Penny's room, everywhere, but he couldn't find Blaine. Confused, he went back to his room to see if Blaine had left him a note. He hadn't.

Frustrated, Kurt sat back down on his bed, feeling his tears to rise to his eyes. How could he be so stupid? Blaine had just used him and left him. Love his ass.

Sobbing at this point, Kurt stormed out to the linen closet to throw something of Blaine's out, just to get out his anger.

What he saw next stopped him though.

Sitting on top of the pile was his pocket watch. The one that Blaine would never ever leave the house without. Blaine had insisted on finding outfits so he could still wear it.

Kurt picked it up and checked to see if it even worked. He was astonished to see that it was engraved, "To Blaine, Best of luck with your business, Dad. 7th of October 1916."

"What do you mean I cannot go back?" Blaine whipped around and pounced on the beggar, wrestling him to the ground and bringing his fist up to his face.

"You aren't of this time Blaine!" The beggar shouted, "You were never meant to stay he-"

"THEN WHY BRING ME HERE?" Blaine almost started to cry. All he wanted was to be with Kurt.

The beggar sighed and pushed Blaine off of him. "I brought you to have you actually realize your love for your great-great-great niece. She has no real parents of her own, considering they died a few years back." The beggar pushed himself off the ground and started to dust off his shoulders, looking to see Blaine's face at the news, "Oh you never put two and two together? She has the Anderson eyes, Blaine. How could you miss her hazel eyes?"

Blaine, still stunned at the new information, thought back to Penny first meeting Blaine.

A little girl had run up to him in the park. He was still a bit confused at the woman's reaction to him asking the day. The little girl had pulled on his sleeve, asking, "Are you a prince?"

He looked down and smiled at her. This little girl had red hair and some of the most gorgeous eyes he had ever seen. They looked just like his fathers. He smiled at her, "Alas, I am not. I am merely just a man."

She nodded, "I didn't think so. I don't like princes. But you look like someone I can talk to. Wanna play?"

"No."

"Yes, Blaine, she is your niece. Albeit a bit removed from you but indeed she is your flesh and blood."

Blaine shook his head, dropping to his knees, "I was never meant to love Kurt."

"Not exactly," The beggar said, scrunching his nose, "But when you had a connection with Kurt I decided that worked too."

Blaine closed his eyes, tears definitely coming down. "So…so you were just going to make me leave him? After discovering how much he meant to me?"

The beggar hesitated, but slowly nodded, "Blaine, I know this must stink for you, but you were never meant to stay."

Kurt read the engraving over and over again. 1916. 1916. This watch was over a hundred years old.

No wonder Blaine never wanted to leave it.

Kurt opened the cover to see the inside, and was surprised to see that it read a completely different time than right now. Kurt looked at the inside of the lid and almost jumped when he saw a photo inside it. He pulled it out to look at it. It appeared to be an old fashioned photo of Blaine and his family, although it didn't look more than a year old. It also had color, which surprised Kurt. Blaine appeared to be standing next to a pretty female sitting, her smile not quite reaching her eyes. He found his brother right after, along with his wife with what appeared to have flaming red-

"Oh my God." Kurt sat on the ground with shock. Cooper's wife looked just like-

"You cannot make me go back!" Blaine was pleading with him now, groveling at his feet, "Please don't make me go back to 1917. Kurt is all that matters to me, please do not make me leave him!"

The beggar gave him an apologetic glance, "I'm sorry, Blaine, but you cannot-"

"BLAINE!" The voice cut through the night, "BLAINE WHERE ARE YOU?"

Blaine's head looked up from the ground to search for the voice. It sounded like Kurt. "KURT!" He shouted back, getting off the ground and running towards the voice.

"BLAINE!"

"KURT!"

The impact of their hug nearly knocked them both down, but neither one cared. They were in each other's arms again.

Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead and his cheeks and any place he could reach while they embraced. Kurt just sighed at the affection.

"I thought you had left me, Blaine." Kurt whispered, his hurt coming through.

Blaine stopped kissing him and looked at him finally, smiling, "Oh Kurt," he purred, "I would never leave you willingly."

Kurt smiled back at Blaine and started to pull him into a kiss, but a hand on Blaine's shoulder brought him out of Kurt's warm embrace. "Blaine you cannot stay."

Blaine pushed the beggar off and tried to grab Kurt again, but it appeared that time had frozen. Kurt did not move. He was not even blinking. He was still smiling his beautiful smile.

It took all of Blaine's strength to not cry again.

He turned to the beggar and said, "I know you say you are an angel and doing your job, but please. Please. Do not make me leave this man. Do not make me leave his child. They are more family to me than I have ever known. Kurt loves me for me, and Penny has become like a daughter to me. If you take me back to 1917, I will never be the same. I will be unhappy. Please. Do this for me. Do this for Kurt and Penny."

The beggar looked at him, his eyes starting to tear up. Neither one spoke for five minutes, they just looked at each other. Finally, the beggar shrugged, "Well, the orders were to return you to your family, so…"

Blaine smiled and hugged the beggar as tight as he could, "Thank you so much!"

The beggar shoved him off and nodded, "Hey, I should be thanking you for the wings man. I've been waiting for those for over two centuries now."

Blaine nodded in encouragement, and turned back to Kurt, who seemed to be unfrozen now. He looked around confused, like he didn't remember being there.

Kurt's eyes found Blaine's though, and he saw Kurt smile. It was the same smile that he had given Blaine when he was asking questions about the time. Blaine realized that this smile was reserved for his family.

Just for Blaine and Penny.

"Blaine, are you-" Kurt started to ask, but his question was cut off by Blaine's lips upon Kurt's.

"I'm not going anywhere." Blaine responded.