Kurt took a deep breath as he looked at the list of names and number Carmen Tibideaux had provided for him. "You can do this. It's just five simple phone calls. Just do it and get it done," Kurt mumbled to himself. He couldn't help but be nervous. His entire future now depended on these calls. His phone vibrated before he could actually make any of the calls. He grabbed it with shaking hand.

Courage. –B

Kurt smiled at his boyfriend's text message. Anyone else would have thought that Blaine was insane. The amount of times Blaine had sent Kurt a text message only saying "Courage" was a little ridiculous. But everyone had his or her quirks and this was one of Blaine's. And at least they were only sent when Blaine knew Kurt needed some encouragement.

Taking a deep breath, Kurt dialed the first number. Kurt looked at his shaking hands as he waited for an answer.

"Hello, you've reached Allan Lewis's office. How may I help you?" asked the woman on the other end.

"Hi. I'm Kurt Hummel. I was hoping to speak to Allan Lewis," Kurt said nervously.

"He's not in right now, but I can take a message."

"Ok, Sure. I was told be Carmen Tibideaux to call for some information."

"Carmen Tibideaux?" the women asked.

"Yes, ma'am."

"And you said your name was Kurt."

"Yes, Kurt Hummel."

"Ok, hon. I'm going to forward you straight through to his voicemail. He was told you would be calling."

"Ok. Thank You."

"No problem." As the voicemail started to play, Kurt breathed a small sigh of relief. At least it had appeared that Carmen had called ahead so Kurt wouldn't feel completely stupid while calling.

The message finished and Kurt heard a beep. "Hi Mr. Lewis. This is Kurt Hummel. Carmen Tibideaux told me to contact you for information about Broadway. If you could please give me a call at 419-555-9820, that would be fantastic. Thank you so much for your time." Kurt hit the end call button on his phone. He took a deep breath and said "one down."

The next two calls went the same way. Kurt talked to a secretary and then left some sort of message. Finally on the fourth call, he got to actually talk to Tibideaux's contact.

"Ok. Kurt. I'm going to put you right through to Mr. White. It might just be a minute or two," the secretary said.

"Ok. Thank you."

"Not a problem."

Kurt waited for two minutes while his mind raced. This was it Kurt was actually going to talk with someone who could help him make it on Broadway.

Finally, Kurt heard a voice on the other end say, "This is James White speaking."

"Hi, Mr. White. I'm Kurt Hummel."

"Yes, Carmen told me about you. I was hoping you would call. So, now, what can I do for you?"

"Well, I was hoping you would be able to help me with possibly working on Broadway."

"Ok. I would really like to meet you in person before we get too far ahead of ourselves. Are you going to be in New York any time soon because I have it written here that you are from Ohio?"

"Yes, I'm in Ohio right now, but I will be out in New York next week."

"Ok, so would you be able to stop by sometime then?"

"Of course."

"Ok, Kurt. I'm going to put you back through to my secretary and then you can set up a meeting time and she'll get you all the other necessary information."

"Sounds great. Thank you so much for your time."

"If you are as talented as Carmen says, it's absolutely not a problem. Talk to you soon, Kurt."

"Thanks again." Kurt was then put back through to the secretary and set up a time to meet. She also gave Kurt information about where they would be meeting.

Kurt had one final call to make, which went similarly to the previous call. Kurt had to admit that it was nice to actually talk to the person instead of just leaving a message.

After hanging up on his final phone call, Kurt took a deep breath and stood up from where he was sitting by the counter. He walked over to the sink and got a glass of water. Slowly, he drank it and tried to calm himself. The calls were over, but Kurt was relaying some of the conversations in his head. He had just talked to two actual people who could possibly help him on Broadway.

Kurt walked back over to the counter, grabbed his phone and sent a text message to Blaine.

Just finished making the calls. Want to come over? –K

Kurt didn't have to wait long for a response.

Of course. I'm just leaving my house. How'd it go? –B

Kurt smiled and typed back.

I'll tell you when you get here. I don't need you that preoccupied with your phone when you are driving. Remember what happened to Quinn? -K

Kurt didn't get a response to that message and just assumed that Blaine was driving. Kurt took his phone and went upstairs to make himself look presentable for his boyfriend.

A while later, Kurt heard the doorbell ring and went downstairs to greet Blaine. "Hey baby," Kurt said as he opened the door.

"Hello to you too," Blaine replied as he stepped forward to give Kurt a kiss.

Kurt pulled Blaine inside the house. Blaine slipped off his shoes and asked, "So are you going to answer my question? How did the calls go?"

The boys walked toward the living room and sat on the couch as Kurt said, "They went great, I guess. I mean I don't really have any basis of comparison. The last two people I called I actually got to talk to, which was great. They both seemed very nice. Then I left messages for the other three and now I just have to wait for them to call back."

"Well, I'm just happy they went well."

"But, like I said, they could have gone terribly, because I don't know how they were supposed to go."

"Kurt, I don't think anyone knows how they are supposed to go. How many people have been in your situation?" Blaine asked.

"You're right. Well, I think for now, I'm going to say they went well. I have meetings set up with two of them. So, we'll wait and see what happens."

"What else can you do?"

"This." Kurt leaned forward and kissed Blaine. Blaine returned the kiss, but it didn't last very long.

The boys jumped apart as they heard someone enter the house. Kurt gave Blaine an apologetic look and went to greet his father. "Hey dad," Kurt said as Burt took off his shoes.

"Hey kiddo, how'd those calls go?"

"Good, I think. I have meetings set up with two of the people and I just have to wait for the three others to call back."

"That's great –"

Burt was cut off by Blaine, who came into the room holding Kurt's ringing phone.

Kurt took the phone and went into the kitchen.

"Hello Blaine," Burt said.

"Hi Mr. Hummel," Blaine responded politely.

"When is it going to sink in that you don't need to call me Mr. Hummel? Burt is just fine."

Blaine just smiled, but didn't respond. "So we're all going to New York next week?" Blaine asked.

"That's the plan. Kurt's got to meet with those people and we have to find him an apartment."

"Sounds good."

Blaine, can I ask you something?"

"Uh. Sure." Blaine responded a little hesitantly. His boyfriend's father wanted to ask him something. This couldn't be good. Sure, Kurt and Blaine had been dating for over a year, but every now and then Blaine was still terrified.

"Why are you coming to New York? I don't mean it in a bad way. It's just that Kurt is meeting with people and finding an apartment. Why do you want to come?"

"Oh. Um." Blaine was not expecting that. "I don't know. Kurt asked me t come for moral support and stuff. So I guess that was a big reason. But also, we don't have a lot of time before he actually moves to New York. And now he's going to be moving out sooner than we thought. So I guess I just want to spend as much time as I can with him before he leaves."

"That makes sense. I was just curious because its not like we're going to be spend all out time shopping and watching shows and what not."

"But you know Kurt. He'll find some way to make that happen."

Burt laughed, "You're right. Kurt will find someway to get shopping done."

"Even if it means he will lose sleep because of it."

"Probably," Burt said as Kurt entered the room again.

"What are you guys talking about?" Kurt asked.

"Nothing," Burt answered.

"I don't believe you," Kurt said, looking is dad in the eye.

"Kurt, don't worry about it, " Blaine said.

"But –" Kurt tried.

"No, how'd the call go?" Burt asked.

"Just like the others. Now what were you talking about Kurt asked again.

"Fine, we were talking about New York." Burt sighed.

"Oh," Kurt said. "We should probably plan when we are going to do everything because there is a lot to get done. I have to meet with these people and look for an apartment and try to make up with Rachel."

"Yes, Kurt. We know." Burt said.

"And we have to find some time to shop."

Both Burt and Blaine did their best to stifle a laugh, but it didn't work that well.

"What's so funny?"

"You, Kurt. We have so much to do, but yet, you still are insisting on shopping," Burt explained.

"We're going to be in New York. I have to do someshopping."

"We know Kurt," Blaine said.

"Anyway, we're leaving Sunday night. When is your first meeting?" Burt asked.

"As of right now, Tuesday at 1:00, but that could change because I still have to hear back from two people."

"Ok. Try and keep Monday open. If it stay open, we'll go look for an apartment Monday."

"Sounds good."

"And Cooper is going to be in New York on Wednesday and Thursday so I'm going to try and meet him then." Blaine said.

"That's fine. Are you planning on just meeting for lunch or are you planning on hanging out with him for most of the day?" Kurt asked.

"Probably just for lunch. We made up when he came to visit, but it's not like we're suddenly best friends."

"Ok. Well, let's want to plan anything else until we hear back from those last two people, seeing as they are the reason we're going in the first place." Burt said.

It wouldn't be until the next day when Kurt heard from one of the people. Finally three days after the original call until he heard back from the last person. But at least Kurt had the meetings set up.

On Saturday night, Blaine sat on Kurt's bed as Kurt packed for the New York trip. "I really need to give Cooper a time when we can meet. When are your meetings?" Blaine asked.

"Tuesday at 1:00, Wednesday at 9:30, Thursday at 10:00 and 2:15, and Friday at 11:00. And then we are looking at apartments Monday and I'm meeting Rachel on Thursday for lunch."

"Ok, so then I'll text Cooper and tell him we can meet him for lunch on Wednesday."

"And if you wanted to meet with him on Thursday, too. No offense, but I was hoping to meet with Rachel by myself."

"Understandable. Plus, after what happened with Finn, she probably wouldn't want to see the two of us together because then she'll see that you have two things that she doesn't."

Kurt laughed. "Very true."

"So are you really nervous?" Blaine asked.

"Of course. I have no idea what the hell I'm doing! I'm going to New Yorkto meet with people who will either make or break my career."

"Hey. Calm down." Blaine said as he moved to give Blaine a comforting hug.

"It's just I don't' know what to expect or what is expected of me," Kurt said.

"It's going to be ok. Everything has worked out this far."

Kurt sighed. "Yeah, but that's how my life goes. Everything looks to be turning out right and then something goes terribly wrong."

"I would tell you to think positively, but you have a point. I think the best I can do is just say something will go right. I promise."

Kurt and Blaine sat on the bed for a little while longer. Burt came in and told Blaine to go home and get some sleep.

Kurt finished packing and went to sleep only to be woken up by his dad the next morning. The day went by slowly. Blaine arrived at 2:00 and they all left for the airport at 3:00. Carole dropped then off and gave everyone a hug. She lingered on Kurt's hug and also wished him good luck.

Burt, Blaine, and Kurt checked their bags, went through security, and went to wait by the terminal. Finally, they were able to board and take off to New York.