After Elijah's second birthday party, life had returned to the usual routine, his Dad and Carole had gone home, with plans to move to be near them within the next couple of months. Amit had started coming to help Kurt with the kids every other day to begin with, getting used to being with each other each day, and also giving them time on their own with their respective kids.

Life was pretty perfect for the little family, but as all of these things go, things don't stay perfect for long. Kurt worked hard, in his opinion being a stay at home parent was one of the hardest jobs at all. That's not to say he didn't respect Blaine's job, it was, after all what brought the money in and kept the kids in shoes. He always made sure that the house was a tidy and clean as it could be, a hard feat when he had three kids to deal with at the same time, wanting his attention and crying when they didn't get it.

One particular Friday night, he had decided to surprise Blaine, he had deliberately put the kids to bed early, expecting Blaine home around 8pm, he had slaved over the stove all afternoon, making sure he had one of Blaine's favourite meals ready to go for when he got home. He made the dining room into a cheesy 'first date' style get up, with candles everywhere and music playing softly in the background. Laying the dishes down on the table at just after 8, he removed the apron he had been wearing, and sat down, waiting for his husbands arrival.

Ten minutes later he was starting to get a bit worried, Blaine was never late home, and when he was, he always called. So when a further 20 minutes passed, Kurt was really starting to panic, this was totally out of character for Blaine. He grabbed his cell phone, which he had left in the living room and dialled his number. "Hi, you have reached the voicemail of Bl--" He slammed the phone down, tears slowly slipping from his eyes, where the hell was his husband, and why hadn't he called?

Kurt paced the living room, trying to decide what his next move would be, it was nearly 9, and he couldn't leave the kids on their own upstairs, he was going crazy, he just wanted him to be home, he couldn't bear to think of the possible alternatives. Once 10 o'clock came and went he made his decision, he wasn't just going to sit here like an idiot waiting for him to come home, he needed to go and find out what was going on. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he dialled Ami first, when she didn't pick up, he dialled Cooper, he knew he would take him seriously and come help him out.

"Kurt? To what do I owe the pleasure of a call this time at night?"

"Co-Cooper"

"Hey, Kurt, don't cry, what's wrong? what's happened?" Kurt tried his hardest to hold his tears back, but hearing Cooper's familiar voice, he broke, the worry he had been feeling for the last couple of hours coming through.

"Coop, it's Blaine, he hasn't come ho-home, I don't know where he is and I'm worried, the kids are asleep, so I can't go looking for him, can you help me? Please?"

"Woah, okay, calm down, I'm on my way, I'll just grab Claire and then I'll come and sit with the kids whilst you go and find Blaine, hang in there, dude, we'll find him"

With that, Cooper hung up, making Kurt slump back into the couch, letting out a massive sigh, he had never known Blaine to do this, in all the years they had been together, and married, he ALWAYS made sure to call him if he was going to be late. Standing up, he made his way into the dining room, the remnants of his dinner sat there taunting him. Blowing the candles out, he went and grabbed some shoes, pulling them on, and grabbing his coat, awaiting Cooper's arrival.

Ten minutes later, he heard a knock on the door, thanking silently that Cooper hadn't rung the doorbell, he couldn't deal with a missing husband and three cranky kids right now. Going to open the door he smiled at his brother-in-law and niece. Claire was curled up in Cooper's arms, disney princess pajamas on full show.

"Thank you so much for coming, Cooper, I really appreciate it, you know where everything is, you can either put Claire in Elijah's bed with him, or put her in our bed, thank you!"

Without giving Cooper time to reply, he closed the front door behind him and ran to his car, yanking the door open and jumping in. He decided the best place to try first would be Blaine's work, this was, after all, the last place he was supposed to be. Kurt headed there, breaking probably every speed limit, pulling harshly into the car park. He let out a small breath when he saw Blaine's car sat there, and a light clearly still on at the school.

Climbing out of his car and rushing towards the entrance, he could already feel the tears building in the corner of his eyes, both scared of what would meet him and relieved that it looked at least like he might have found his husband. He knew where Blaine's office was, so headed there first, most of the rooms were shrouded in darkness. Out of breath, he arrived at Blaine's office door, a strip of light underneath. He could hear muffled voices, but couldn't hear what they were saying. Knocking lightly he turned the handle.

He smiled at his husband, who was sat at his desk, head in his hands, he looked exhausted, like he hadn't slept in days.

"Blaine..." Blaine looked up, surprise evident in his face.

"Kurt?..."

It was then that Kurt saw the one thing he thought he would never see, the thing that crushed his 'perfect' world. There, in Blaine's office was a young guy, no older than 20, dressed, quite clearly to impress. So, this was the reason Blaine couldn't come home, he had been too busy with this guy, who, in any other situation, Kurt would have seen was rather attractive. He felt the tears now, the salty wetness making their way down his cheeks, he felt sick, stomach lurching uncomfortably, his hand went to his mouth and he sobbed, sobbed like he had never done before.

"Blaine? How could you do this to me? Not just me, but to your kids too? We were thinking about another baby? But all the time you were getting your kicks elsewhere?"

"Kurt, this is not what it looks like, I promise I can explain"

Kurt didn't give Blaine time to explain, instead turning on his heel and running down the corridor, Blaine's shouts ringing in his ears, the sight of his husband, locked in a room with that guy burning into his eyelids.