September melted into October in a haze of happiness. Kurt and Sky got closer to Carole and Finn, and Burt couldn't be more thrilled. Especially because he asked Carole to marry him and they were just waiting for the right moment to tell the kids. This particular Friday night dinner where everybody seemed in the best of spirits was as good a moment as any, right?

"Ehm." Burt cleared his throat to get the attention of everyone at the table. "Kids, we have something to tell you." He grabbed Carole's hand and squeezed it. "Carole and I... We love each other, and we love you kids. We want to be a family. I've asked Carole to marry me, and she said yes."

Sky's mouth fell open in shock, the pasta on her fork forgotten; Finn was staring back and forth between Burt and Carole. Kurt put down his fork and studied his dad intensely.

"You kids mean the world to us," Carole interjected tentatively, "we're so glad you get along so well, more than we could ever imagine and hope for." She looked at Kurt and Sky. "I know your Mom means the world to you. And I'll never even attempt to take her place, but I want you to know that I will be there for you. You father makes me happy, and I would love the chance to do the same. Finn honey, you love your father, and I do too and nothing will ever change that. And I'm thinking that nothing will ever taint Burt's love for Elizabeth also. But I think they would want us to be the happiest we can be, and I'm certain when I say I'm happiest with Burt."

The kids were still staring. Carole started thinking that maybe they should have given them more time after all. Then there was pandemonium.

"OMC!!! Seriously?? YES!!! Way to go Dad!!"

"Dude! Awesome! Wait, where are we gonna live? Is there enough room?"

"Of course there is Finn!" Kurt muttered exasperatingly. "You know what this means!?!? I FINALLY GET THE BASEMENT!!! I've been asking for years Carole! And I am the wedding planner right? Where is the ring Dad? You did give her a ring right???"

Burt let out a relieved sigh. They were fine with it. He'll have the people he loved most around him. Elizabeth would be happy for him, he was sure of it.

November became a busy affair. Kurt had had a month to prepare for the wedding that was to be next week Saturday. Problem was Sky's birthday was also in the next week, Thursday of next week to be exact. And Blaine had his first big meet the week after on a Friday. Jeez. How was he to get anything done? Oh but he would. He was Kurt Hummel. His ability to get things done had no bounds. It did help a little that Sky didn't want a production of her birthday.

"We can do the whole party thing next year. The wedding is too close and really I'm happy either way." Kurt and Burt looked at her skeptically.

" I mean it guys. Seriously. I'll be 16 then. They usually make a bigger deal about that one than any other right? It's fine."

Neither Kurt nor Burt was convinced but they did let it go. To an extent. Kurt still baked her favorite triple chocolate cake and got the girls to come over and Blaine and Davy, and had a really intimate chilling time party complete with presents.

"Oh Colfer, does anyone even listen to me!? I did say I didn't want a production. I'm sure I did. You did hear when I said that right?" No one took her seriously though, because she said all of this with a huge smile on her face.

"It isn't a production. At least not by my standards, you know this. Dad doesn't even know about this. Just relax and have some cake." Kurt cut a thick slice and handed it to her.

"You know Pipin," She said as she dug in, "you really didn't have to do th- OMFC PIPIN THIS GODDAMN CAKE!!! JEEZ!!! Davy come taste this! Why the fuck am I always surprised when the things you cook taste unbelievable? I mean I've been living with you all my life, yah think I'd get used to your perfection by now." She took another bite. "UNGH!!! YOU. ARE. A. GOD!!!! Blaine you lucky fucker!"

Kurt only shook his head and chuckled. Really, trying to curb Sky's cursing was next to impossible.

That night Sky took up residence on Kurt's bed. She took the brand new acoustic guitar Davy bought her (black with red accents, she loved it already) and strummed lightly, waiting for Kurt to finish his nightly skin care routine.

Earlier that night, she encountered a problem. One she had foreseen, but really didn't know what to do about it. Davy had just given his present to her, and she kissed him in thanks cause hey, she can do that now. But she continued. She felt it deepening, felt the moment turning into something else, but she didn't want it to stop. She couldn't stop. She straddled his lap, admittedly her favorite place to be as of late. Her hands were everywhere, eliciting sinful moans from Davy. Those only drove her forward. His hands were at her back, thumbs continuously rubbing circles all over it, making her shiver against him. She reached for his hands and pulled them to rest on her breasts. She squeezed his hands to let him know what she wants done. He didn't disappoint. Her mind screamed "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, STOP NOW!!!" But her lips, hands and hips were stubbornly not listening. She ground down her hips and heard the answering moans from both her and Davy. Felt him stirring in his jeans. And she wasn't scared about what this could mean or where it was definitely heading, all she wanted to do, was do it over and over. If only to get Davy to make those sounds again. She was sure she was noisy too; his touch did so much to her, made her feel like her whole body was on sensory overload. But she couldn't really bring herself to register anything that wasn't the gorgeous boy beneath her...

She was lucky Davy had the good sense to break the "kiss" (for lack of a better term, because it was so much more) before they were both completely lost...

She needed to talk to Pipin, as soon as possible, BEFORE she did something stupid.

Kurt finally walked into his room from the adjoining bathroom to find Sky on his bed. Well. This must be serious.

"What's eating you Merry?" He asked.

Sky sighed. "Issues." She replied.

"What kind of issues?"

"So. Well. Davy and I came seriously close to, umm, to going all the way tonight." She saw Kurt's eyes widen. "Come on, I did say close, we didn't actually do anyth-... well we did something but we didn't-... No but we-... I mean I was-... but then he-" She took a deep breath to steady herself.

"Who stopped it?" Pipin's voice was calm and that soothed her.

"He did."

"Well at least one of you is thinking with their brain. Okay Merry look. This is not gonna be the last time you feel this. It's gonna keep attacking. Especially now that you have someone to share these feelings with. You just have to keep your head on your body."

"Have you and Blaine... Umm I mean, have you guys ever...?"

"No. I mean we've never-... Well we-... It's like-... We did do som-... But not-..." Kurt's calm demeanor had gone out the window. He didn't stop though; Sky needed him. He took a breath.

"But it's like the prospect is always there, under the surface of every touch, and it makes it more heightened, even when the touch is platonic. To be honest, we're losing our minds."

And they were. After another heated make out session where they both lost their shirts and Blaine's belt was somewhere on the floor and Kurt's hair was in utter disarray- again, they decided it was full time they talked about it.

"Blaine." Kurt gasped out.

"Mhmm" Blaine mumbled mouthing at Kurt's collarbone. Kurt was sure there were multiple hickeys scattered on his body. He was sure he'd have a fit later. But right at this minute, he couldn't bring himself to care. Every touch Blaine gave him felt amazing, he never wants this to end.

But it had to. He wasn't ready. Right? Umm... Was he or was he not? He knew he loved Blaine. Loved him with everything. So what's stopping him? What's preventing that step?

He was trying to think but Blaine's bare chest on his was making it very difficult. Blaine ground down his hips and Kurt let out a groan. "OH JUST FUCK IT!!!" his body screamed to him, wanting Blaine to never stop exactly what he is doing now. He could feel Blaine, hard on his hip as he thrusts up to meet him. They both let out throaty groans at the delicious impact.

"Oh God!" Blaine gasps as Kurt rolls his body up toward his, anything to get that impact again. Anything to draw that groan out of Blaine again. Blaine reached down and undid the button on Kurt's pants, and really, this shouldn't be alarming. They've done this. They've gone further than this. But for some reason it was jarring this time. Because he could feel the atmosphere around this. He could feel the electricity. If they go further this time, there was just no turning back. His brain finally caught up with his unruly body.

"Blaine." He said softly, sensually, because Blaine was busy licking a wet stripe down his chest and over his stomach. He let out a moan and it was like his body was screaming to his brain "REALLY? YOU'RE GONNA STOP THIS??? ARE YOU CRAZY???"

"Blaine." He said more forcefully, well as forcefully as he could under the circumstances. Blaine sensed the tone and stopped his actions.

"Are you ok?" Blaine asked concerned.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just. Can we stop and talk for a bit?"

"Sure." Blaine sounded even more concerned. He gathered Kurt in his arms and positioned himself at the head of his bed. "Something must be bothering you, if you stopped that." He joked. Kurt didn't laugh. That was testament enough. "Sweetie, what's wrong?"

"That's just it. I don't know. I feel us moving to a place where I really do want us to go. My heart is there, my body is so there-" Blaine chuckled at this, he could definitely feel that Kurt's body was there. "But my head has this annoying buzzing in it. It feels like panic. I don't know why it's happening, just that it's there. And...I can't get rid of it." Kurt finished.

"Kurt. You know I won't ever force you to do anything you don't want to, right? I would never. I need you to know that you are completely safe and free when you are with me. It doesn't even matter what we do or when we do what. It. Doesn't. Matter. What does matter is that you are here. With me... When anything happens between us, it'll happen. We won't rush it. And it'll just be as awkward and loving and sweet as it should be."

They both laughed at Blaine's statement.

"God. It is gonna be awkward isn't it. None of us know what the hell we are doing!" Kurt groaned.

"That's the beauty of it though. We'll find out together."

"He really loves you Pipin. Aren't you glad that I did get his number that day? I still can't believe you were gonna let him go without getting at least that!"

Kurt chuckled. "It worked out didn't it?"

"Yeah, after I worried myself and the girls and Davy sick about getting a plan ready to shove you two together!"

"You had a war circle about us?!?"

"Circles. Plural! I was desperate!"

"Oh my God Merry!!! Poor girls! Poor Davy!"

"What? They agreed with me! We all could see the chemistry."

Kurt chuckled. She was right. They lapsed in a short silence before Kurt said:

"Davy loves you too. He's loved you for a long time. I could see that. He won't rush you, and you shouldn't rush yourself. It's worth the wait. And you know it will be with someone you love deeply. The connection will be that much stronger... When it does happen though, please protect yourself, I can't stress this enough Merry. Being preg-"

"Ah ah ah stop I know, just not THAT talk please! I- we know the deal. I don't think we'd risk it."

"Good... You okay otherwise?"

"Pretty much. Thanks so much for today Pipin."

"It wasn't a prob sis. Anything for you. You wanna jam a little before bed?"

Kurt went to sit around his keyboard.

"Awesome. I'm really itching to try this." Sky said holding up her new guitar.

The Wedding was a lovely affair. Of course it was. Kurt Hummel was the planner. His aim was to keep it as simple as possible (neither Burt nor Carole were flashy people) while still exuding elegance. Deep burnt orange, cream and tan color schemes of ribbons intertwined through the benches and ran up the isle in the middle of the garden they had rented. A beautifully flowered arch gave off a strikingly pleasing aroma. Fall had really just kicked in and the colored leaves added tremendously to the grand scheme of things. It went off without a hitch. All things considered, with the short amount of time he had, Kurt had indeed pulled off the impossible. Everyone had to have his or her parts down to a science. Kurt's wrath was not to be tampered with. Everything in its place and on time.

Burt and Carole's vows were emphatic and beautiful and elicited tears out of everyone in attendance. There wasn't a dry eye in their intimate audience of well wishers. All in all, a very successful endeavor. Kurt should add this to his portfolio.

The reception area was set up underneath a burnt orange colored silk canopy that cast a warm glow over everything. The stage area was set up to the right (The Glee club would be performing) the dance floor in the center, the guest tables to the left and the head table at the apex. The tables all had the color theme present, cream and tan overlaid burnt orange. The atmosphere was warm and inviting. Like home.

"You are simply amazing, Kurt Hummel." Blaine said as he looked around the reception area.

Kurt gave him a wide smile. "Well I won't doubt that." He said, even though he really did. "You really like it?"

"It's beautiful Kurt! I'm so proud of you! You did so well!" Blaine exclaimed.

Kurt didn't think it was possible for his smile to get wider but he was wrong.

The next moment Sky took the microphone.

"I wanted to start off by allowing the bride and groom to dance to one of my favorite love songs. Dad, Carole, I have to say, I'm so happy for both of you. You make each other happy. And in the end, that's what life and love is about. This is for you. Come on, get on the dance floor!"

Davy had been behind the keyboard waiting for her cue. He started playing.

What's your definition of it?

How's it make you feel?

Tell me what you'd say that truly makes it real.

Kings and Queens, philosophers,

Have tried so hard to find

Tell me what it means to you dear, never mind.

Love is kind when the world is cold.

Love stays strong when the fight gets old.

Love is a shoulder to lean on, Love is you.

Love's like the water when the well run's dry,

Quench my thirst, keeps me alive,

Just need one sip baby, Love is you.

Love is you, Love is you

Love is you, Love is you.

By this, other couples had joined Burt and Carole on the dance floor.

"May I have this dance Monsieur Hummel?" Blaine said in a French accent. Kurt giggled and nodded his head.

Is it possible, there is a kiss that's so divine?

Or am I just a fool, is it all in my mind?

Is there something chemical, a scientist might say.

Well love must be a drug to make me feel this way.

Blaine started mouthing the words to Kurt.

Cause Love's my permission to be who I am.

No inhibitions cause you understand,

Freedom to breathe oh baby, Love is you.

Love's like a kiss when the sun goes down,

Holds me tight when no one's around,

Love's what I wanna hold onto, Love is you.

Love is you, Love is you

Love is you, Love is you. 

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes, hoping to convey all he was feeling, all the words of the song and more, into this lingering intense look.

Love is kind, it makes me stronger,

I don't have to look no longer.

You're the one I cling to, Love is you.

When the chips are down,

Love will stick around.

I'm so glad I found, Love is you.

Much as I try to clarify,

Love's quite simple, He's just my guy

A perfect definition, Love is you.

Love is you, Love is you.

Love is you, Love it you.

As Sky's voice slowly ended the song, Blaine leaned in to Kurt, still staring directly into his eyes. Kurt was unable to move, Blaine's eyes were mesmerizing, like they had him hypnotized. Like honey in a melting pot. A pot he wanted to drown in. So he did. Blaine's lips just barely brushed against him and the reaction of his body was instant. He claimed Blaine's lips for his own, both moving in synchronization. Blaine sucked in his bottom lip and Kurt let out a little moan, completely forgetting where they were...

"Ehem!" Sky said into the microphone with a smirk on her face. "I'd like to take this opportunity to say, GET IT PIPIN!!!"

Burt shook his head at his daughter's antics and turned to look at his son. He looked the happiest he'd seen him since Elizabeth passed. Blaine had been a major part of that happiness. Kurt had been walking around with too much of the weights of responsibility for a 17 yr old. Burt was just happy with anything that made Kurt happy.

 Kurt came abruptly out of his trance, but he didn't try to move out of Blaine's space, out of his arms. As a matter of fact, if he had his way, he'd never move out of Blaine's arms, ever again. Blaine had his eyes shut and his forehead resting on Kurt's, his breath coming in short bursts, mixing with Kurt's. At that moment, all the panic left him. He loved Blaine. And no matter what happens between them, he will never bring himself to regret it. He was ready. No doubt about it.

The week flew by and before you knew it, it was Wednesday. Kurt was getting frustrated in every sense. After the wedding he had to concentrate on getting everything back into their correct places, back to the owners they were rented from, or carefully put up if they were bought. Hassles of a wedding planner. Since then, there was never a bit of alone time for him to tell Blaine that he was no longer panicking. That he needed him like he needed air. From schoolwork to Glee club, to Blaine training for his big meet. And texting or talking about his thoughts over the phone didn't seem right to him. At least not when he was gonna tell his boyfriend for the first time that; he was ready to jump off this cliff they were sitting on, and he needs Blaine to jump with him. He had to resort to that though, well sorta. It seems if they both needed each other's company, they'd have to clear their schedules.

K- Are you busy?

B- About to go out on the track. It feels like forever since I've seen you properly.  

K- I know. Feel the same. Sighs. What are you doing after practice?

B- Actually need to catch up on the homework I've been ignoring all week. Why? You have something in mind? Because if you do then, to hell with homework! ;-) 

K- :-p You goofball. Meet me at the meadow @ 7?

B- Sure. Can't wait. Love you sweetie.

K- Love you B, so much.

The meadow had come to be their place, instead of just Kurt's getaway. Somewhere they just disappeared to when they needed each other and nothing else. No distractions, just them. And the perfect place to talk about this.

Kurt had been in the meadow for half and hour now. He came from school and went straight there, even though he knew he had at least half an hour more before Blaine showed up. The meadow had always been his comfort zone. Not that he was nervous about what he was gonna say to Blaine. He was however, nervous about how Blaine will react. He just couldn't help it. It was his nature to second-guess things like this. Second-guess someone's feelings for him. Because why the hell would gorgeous, kind, caring, perfect Blaine be in love with him? He heard ruffles in the leaves up the path and listened carefully. His heart began thumping wildly like a rabbit's foot. What's happening??? This should be easy! Jeez! Deep breaths Hummel...

Blaine emerged from the trees into the little clearing. Their little clearing.

"Hey." Blaine said with a smile. The smile slid though, and his face was now one of concern. "Kurt sweetie, what's wrong? You're shaking."

What? He was shaking. Really? When did that happen?

"Umm... I... I'm nervous. I guess?" He made the last statement a question because even he didn't know what was going on with his body...

Blaine moved toward Kurt to sit in his usual spot, gathered him against his chest and started stroking lines down the length of Kurt's arm.

"What would you have to be nervous about?" He asked, softly, consolingly, in a voice designed to infuse comfort. It worked like a charm. Kurt completely relaxed into him. All the tension ebbing from his body. This is one of the reasons he thinks this is the right decision. Everything feels natural with Blaine.

Kurt took a deep breath. "I think I'm ready." He whispered. Blaine stopped stroking his arm and looked straight down at Kurt. Kurt turned to look up at him.

"Ready? What are y-" Blaine stopped as he realized what Kurt was talking about. "Are you sure? What happened to panicking?" He said managing a small apprehensive, ridiculously hopeful smile.

Kurt smiled widely. "Yeah, I'm sure. I've stopped panicking. I don't even know why I was in the first place. I... I want you to make love to me Blaine. I want to feel you all around me, all through me. I want this connection with you. I already feel it, I just wanna acknowledge it. And it doesn't matter that we don't know what we are doing," He chuckled. "It really doesn't. I know you won't hurt me, not intentionally. And I just... I was thinking... I could maybe stay at your place after your meet this Friday..." Kurt said the last sentence timidly and haltingly.

"Sweetie." Blaine was just overcome with everything Kurt just confessed to him and replied just as timidly, "We can't. My... My house will be full. Cooper is flying in, Aunt B will be over." Blaine made a little noise of frustration. "It's the first big meet of the year, they want to be there. I do love them for it, I do appreciate it. The timing really sucks though..."

Kurt was taking this all in... He had a crazy idea during Blaine's mini rant. Let's see if he'd go for it.

"Aunt Bella is staying there right?" Blaine nodded his affirmative. "So why don't we go to Aunt Bella's?"

It was simple. A simple answer that Blaine should have seen. His Aunt loved him. Loved them. He was sure he could get her keys if he promised not to trash her house. And it wasn't far away. Burt wouldn't have to send a state trooper out if he called his house and heard that they were at his aunt's. Of course he didn't need to know that his aunt wasn't there with them. His mind immediately started to formulate a plan. God his boyfriend was a genius. He looked down at Kurt with a wide smile.

"I think I can make it happen."