Kurt, Blaine, and Burt landed back in Ohio late Friday night. They went over to claim their luggage to find Carole waiting for them. Carole was kind enough to come meet them and pick them up. However, they all knew it was because she was dying to know how Kurt's meetings had gone.

"So, how'd everything go?" Carole asked as they approached.

"Everything went fine. I have an apartment picked out and my meetings went great, but I'm completely exhausted right now," Kurt said.

"I'll bet you all are," Carole said as she looked at the group. Everyone was yawning and it looked as if Blaine was about ready to just fall over and pass out from exhaustion. "Let's get you guys home."

They got their luggage and went out to the car. The drive home was silent thanks to everyone's exhaustion. Carole pulled the car into the driveway and everyone got out and took their luggage into the house and promptly went to bed.

Kurt and Blaine didn't get up until late the next morning. By the time the boys finally came downstairs, Carole and Burt had already had breakfast and were now just waiting for Kurt and Blaine. "So, Kurt, I left you off the hook last night because you were so tired. But I want to know details about how everything went," Carole said.

"Well, I mean, what I said last night, was pretty much what had happened. We got to New York Sunday night, looked for an apartment Monday, and then I was in meetings the rest of the week, which went well," Kurt said.

"But you found an apartment?" Carole asked.

"Yeah, just a really tiny one bedroom apartment," Kurt said.

"So you're living by yourself then?" Carole asked.

"Yeah, I was planning to move to New York with Rachel, but then all of this happened with Carmen Tibideaux and Rachel didn't talk to me for awhile. And now she's moving into an apartment with some other freshmen from NYADA," Kurt said.

"And your meetings went well? They liked you?" Carole asked. She obviously wanted every single detail seeing as she wasn't there with Kurt, but Kurt was still in the process of waking up, so details were a little scarce.

"The meetings went great. They all seemed to like me, although some more than others, which is to be expected. Although, there was one meeting that could have gone better, but that was the meeting right after I met with Rachel, so my head just wasn't there," Kurt said.

"But at least all your meetings went well. When are you going to know the results of those meetings, like whether or not they are going to work with you?" Carole asked.

"They all said they would call in about a week," Kurt said.

"Well, at least you don't have to wait too long," Carole said.

"Thankfully," Kurt said.

Blaine had looked at the time and said, "Hey, Kurt, I would love to stay, but I really should get back home."

"That's fine, text me when you get there," Kurt said as he gave Blaine a kiss goodbye.

Blaine went and grabbed his luggage and went out to his car and drove home. Kurt went back inside to clean up.

The next week went by slowly while Kurt waited for people to call him back. Kurt and Blaine spent most of their time together, but time still seemed to pass slowly.

Finally, on Thursday, Kurt got his first call. Catherine Wright had called and told Kurt that she would be more than happy to work with him. Kurt didn't have to think twice about accepting that offer. After all, Catherine Wright was Kurt's top choice.

After he ended the call with Catherine Wright, Kurt immediately called Blaine and nearly screamed into the phone, "OH MY GOD! CATHERINE WRIGHT CALLED BACK! I'M GOING TO NEW YORK! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!"

Blaine laughed. "Kurt, slow down. It's hard to understand you."

"Ok. Ok. Ok. Catherine Wright just called back," Kurt said a little more calmly, but it was evident in his voice that he was still bouncing with excitement.

"Oh my God. Congratulations, Kurt! And I'm assuming you accepted her offer," Blaine said.

"Of course. She was the one I liked best, how could I not accept that offer?"

"I don't know. I'm just making sure."

"There's just one thing," Kurt said. His excitement had definitely died down by now.

"What's that?" Blaine asked. He had picked up on Kurt's change of tone and was now concerned. What could possibly have gone wrong to make Kurt go from bouncing off the walls with excitement to such a serious tone?

"I'm going to have to move sooner than I initially thought," Kurt said.

"Ok," Blaine said. "When?" Although, Blaine wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer to that question.

"Two weeks." Both boys stayed silent for a minute as Kurt's words sunk in. Blaine was trying to get over the shock that he would have to say goodbye to his boyfriend in two weeks, although it could have been worse. For Kurt, it was almost as if saying it out loud made it actually real. He would be leaving Ohio in two weeks.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked hesitantly, "Are you still there?"

"Yeah, it's just all sinking in. You're leaving in two weeks," Blaine said softly.

"I know, but at least we still have two weeks," Kurt said. Kurt couldn't help but notice the reversal of rolls. For the past couple weeks, Blaine was telling Kurt to think positively, but now it was Kurt's turn to tell Blaine that. "Do you want to come over here today?"

"Uh, sure," Blaine said. "I'll be there in about an hour."

"Awesome! Can't wait," Kurt said. That was harder than he thought, but it had to be done. Kurt could have waited to tell Blaine, but that would have ended a lot worse. Knowing you have two weeks left to spend with your boyfriend is a whole lot better than finding out just a few days before he leaves.

While Kurt was waiting for Blaine, his phone rang again. This time it was William Moore. He also offered to work with Kurt, but Kurt had to kindly decline the offer. William Moore was disappointed, but he wished Kurt the best of luck.

Finally, Blaine made it over to Kurt's house and the two boys were content to just be in each other's presence. Burt came home to find Kurt and Blaine cuddled together on the couch, which was definitely not an unusual occurrence in his household.

"Hey, Kurt, what's new?" Burt asked.

"Catherine Wright called me back today and offered to work with me," Kurt said. He was still extremely excited, but the overwhelming shock of the excitement had worn off.

"That's fantastic, Kurt!" Burt said. Burt really couldn't believe that all of this was happening. It wasn't that long ago when Kurt's dreams were crushed because he didn't get in to NYADA. Now, Kurt was going to work with one of the top agents in New York City.

"Oh, so you will make your sentences coherent when you talk to your dad?" Blaine said jokingly.

"That initial shock has worn off and I've had time to calm down since then," Kurt said.

"Just be lucky, Mr. Hummel. When Kurt called to tell me, he was literally screaming into the phone," Blaine said. Kurt just rolled his eyes.

"Anyway," Burt said, "what happens now?"

"Pretty much, I have to get everything packed up so I can move," Kurt said.

"And now, I'm going to assume you're moving out soon?" Burt asked. He was excited for his son to move out and live his dreams, but he still didn't want his only son to move out, but Burt knew he had to let go sometime.

"Two weeks. I've already called Shirley about my apartment," Kurt said. As excited as he was, Kurt was nervous about moving. He also wasn't quite ready to leave his dad and Blaine.

"Ok," Burt said, "I'll pick up some boxes tomorrow so you can start packing up."

"Thanks dad."

Kurt and Blaine spent the rest of the evening together until Burt finally told Blaine that he had to go home, but he was welcome to come back the next day. Kurt and Blaine spent the next couple of days together, trying to spend as much time together as they could before Kurt left. Although every night when Blaine went home, Kurt kept packing up his belongings. It was proving to be more difficult than Kurt expected, mostly due to the fact that Kurt had so much stuff to begin with.

One night, Burt came in to talk to his son and help him pack. "So are you ready to move?" Burt asked.

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to getting out of Ohio."

"So you're looking forward to leaving me and Blaine?" Burt asked jokingly.

"I didn't mean it like that," Kurt said quickly. "I'm going to miss you and Blaine and Carole, but it'll be nice to have a change of pace. I've lived in this same town my whole life. There's so much more out there."

"I know, and I understand. It's just hard to come to terms with the fact that you are going to be leaving soon," Burt said.

"Well, it's not like it's the easiest thing for me either. I have to say goodbye to you guys too."

"So are you ready to say goodbye to Blaine?"

"No," Kurt sighed. "But what choice do I have? I can't exactly bring him to New York with me, plus he wouldn't let me take a year off to wait for him so we could go together."

"And you shouldn't take a year off. You should do what's right for you. If you and Blaine really love each other, you'll be able to make it work so you both can follow your own dreams. You shouldn't just follow each other because you want to be together because you'll both probably end up regretting that in the long run," Burt said.

"I know," Kurt said, "but that doesn't help. I'm still going to miss him."

"Well think about it this way. You have many more options to keep in touch than I would have when I went to college," Burt said.

"That's true. But besides Blaine, I'm also worried about leaving you."

"Why are you worrying about me? You have plenty of other things to think about," Burt said. Seriously, how could his son worry about him? Kurt was getting ready to leave and move out on his own. On top of that, he's going to start meeting with Catherine Wright so he actually could have a chance to make it onto Broadway.

"It's just," Kurt sighed. "I don't know. I worry about you being here. I mean it your heart attack wasn't that long ago. And you have to fold that shirt carefully, I don't want to have to deal with wrinkles later."

"Ok ok. And my heart attack was a year and a half ago and Carole's here with me. Everything will be fine. I promise," Burt said. "You really should be worrying about yourself, though."

"I am worrying about myself. Ever since I got off the phone with Catherine, I can't stop all of these nerves," Kurt said.

"What are you nervous about?" Burt asked.

"Everything. It's a new city, new people, new everything. What's there not to be nervous about?"

"You'll be fine. Just remember you had three of the top agents in New York call back to ask if you would like to work with them."

"I know. And I know that should provide some reassurance, but right now, it's not." Kurt stopped packing and sat down on his bed.

"Hey, Kurt," Burt said as he sat down by his son. "Everything will work itself out. I promise."

Kurt took a deep breath. "I know, but it doesn't stop the nerves."

"I know this won't help much, but look at all you've already done, Kurt. It's been more than you would have ever thought," Burt said.

"That's true," Kurt said. "Probably even more than Rachel ever would have thought." Kurt added in a mumble.

"Speaking of Rachel, what are you planning on doing about her?" Burt asked. He was generally curious. Rachel was one of Kurt's best friends. They had to make up at some point, right?

"I don't know. I just would like to have a conversation that doesn't end with her getting mad at me for something I can't control. Well, I could control it by not going to meetings or turning offers down, but that's never going to happen."

"You'll figure it out. Maybe you should try talking about something other than New York?"

"I would, but I'm pretty sure Rachel is always going to make it sound like she is doing so much better than me, meaning she will have to talk about New York. So, pretty much, there's no avoiding that topic."

"Well, if she doesn't come around, it's her fault for being so stubborn and jealous. You did nothing wrong. Remember that."

"I will."

"Ok, so enough of this New York talk. You're leaving soon and I'd rather not have every conversation be about New York. I don't care what we talk about as long as it's not that."

"So what do you want to talk about?" Kurt asked. Honestly, he didn't know what else to talk about. The only things that have been running through his mind for the past couple of days were New York, Catherine Wright, moving, Broadway, and every possible variation of those things.

"I don't know. Whatever you want," Burt said.

Kurt sat there thinking for a while and then launched into talking about something with fashion that made absolutely no sense to Burt. But, Burt couldn't help but listen because this was going to be one of the last times that he would be listening to one of Kurt's rants. And honestly, he was going to miss these, even if he didn't understand them.