"Where the hell are they? Why can't I fucking find them? She's definitely a smart one, that Janet. That's why I married her. And now I don't think that was very wise of me. She can't just decide to take my family and go!! When she was with Bella, at least I knew where she was. Now she's dropped off the face of the damn earth. She's not using any of the accounts. I can't track her. Just nothing!!! And what are you useful for? Huh? My best friend is the fucking Chief of police and he can't even help me out!"

 Daniel Anderson was in a rage in his office again. And John knew from several experiences that it was best to let him rant until he couldn't anymore. But that last sentence stung, so he decided to interject.

 "Hey, hey now Dan. That isn't my fault man. You know how this works. She's using untraceable methods, nothing electronic. And we can't exactly send out the whole squad to comb Ohio searching for her. How do you even know that she's still in the state? The only thing we know is that Cooper flew here once and it looks like he's flying in again Saturday. But that could very well be to visit Bella. You know the boys are close to their Aunt."

 "Of course. You're right it's not your fault. You know how's fault it is? That damn son of hers tha-"

 John interrupted again before he could finish.

 "Come on man, the last time I heard, you were so proud of your two boys that looked so much like you. Who would follow in your footsteps and become co- CEO's of your company. He's your son too Dan. How would him being gay change that exactly?"

 John did not appreciate the hate talk. At least not anymore. In College it was fine. The concept of homosexuality was vague and far off. It didn't affect him so he didn't worry about it. It was wrong, that's that. He didn't hesitate to laugh when Dan and the other guys jeered others, though he never took part in the actual taunting. But he met and married the love of his life and they produced the most beautiful creature on earth. His daughter. Who at the age of 15, informed her parents that she was gay. And how could his little princess be sick and wrong? She was the sweetest kindest person, ever. Definitely took after her mom. He felt strains of guilt course through him. Even though he never taunted anyone, he sat back and watched it being done, allowed it to happen. Just the thought of other kids doing that to his little girl made his blood run cold. And he didn't even care who it was, he would drop kick someone's ass for harming his kid in any way. Dan really needed to get his fucking act together.

 "What the fuck J, I thought you were my friend! What's gotten into you?"

 "You need to get your shit together Dan. You cleaned up your drinking problem, which I am thoroughly glad for because I didn't want to have to come get you in handcuffs for harshly... um... touching your wife. But it's like you got that under control and caused another myriad of problems on yourself. Did you think the law would be on your side if she came to us Dan? You trashed the boy's room, and then you attacked his mother. I'd have kicked your ass. You know this."

Dan gave a big sigh and sat on his chair.

 "I just want my family back."

 "Well, you aren't gonna get them back by being the dick they know you to be."

 "But I mean, I can change. I have changed, right?"

 "Can you look at your son and not call him the F word?"

 "I... I... It's hard J. It's like it's hard wired into me. I'm pretty sure when Blaine made the choice to beco-"

 "I'm pretty sure it's not a choice Dan. It. Just. Is. Look how much hatred is heaped upon a person who is of that nature? Do you think they'd choose that? Would you have chosen that?"

 They were silent for a moment.

 "My Dad must be rolling over in his grave over his gay grandson."

 "No offense Dan but your Dad was a fucking asshole and you know this. You had to deal with it. Really can't believe you would make a mess of your life just like he did of his. You didn't learn from his mistakes at all man."

 Dan looked at J and he could see worry in his face. His friend was worried about him. He didn't know what to make of that. He was fine. Wasn't he? No he wasn't. He wanted his family back. Back to the white picket fence dream he had before he started drinking and turning his wife into a punching bag, before his son turned out to be gay. At least he was trying, and he did make some progress. He hadn't hit Janet in years. He wanted to get back to the point in his life where he adored his wife and their two kids more than brandy and his secretary. But then he finds out that his... His son was keeping this ghastly secret, and his eldest knew too! And apparently Janet knows?!?! Everyone knew except him?!!? He was furious and he was disgusted and it had to be Janet's fault somehow. So he grabbed Janet and-

 "Look." John said snapping him out of his mental tirade. "I've helped you all I can Dan. And I will continue, because we go back further than I can even remember. But you have got to pull your head out of your ass if you want to get your family back. Otherwise you're gonna end up alone whether or not you do get them back."

 It seems to Dan, that in order to get his family back, he had to be nice. Nicer than nice. The perfect fucking gentleman. Time to put private school mannerism to use. He had to fool Janet. And that in itself is no easy task. And if he wins over their mother, he will win over the boys. And everything will be under his control again.

 "You know what Johnny boy, you're absolutely right. Just keep an eye and an ear out for me. I need them back J. I do."

 "Well at least I'm happy to see you start making strides." John gave him a fond smile.

 Hmm, it looks like he fooled J, if not entirely then at least partially. He'd have to work on it. He'll get his family back in no time...

"Are you sure?" Blaine panted, coming up for air. He was kissing Kurt. Half-naked kissing. On his bed. In his room. Holy Shit.

"I'm sure about you." Kurt breathlessly replied. "Don't you want to touch me Blaine?" He questioned, a little uncertainty in his voice. Blaine couldn't have that. Couldn't have Kurt thinking he didn't want him, in any and every way.

"God yes." Blaine moaned.

"Then do it." Kurt commanded. His eyes got three shades darker, a deep royal blue. The ferocity they exuded sent shivers up Blaine's spine.

HOLY SHIT!

Blaine captured Kurt's mouth and moaned into the searing kiss. This time he let his hands explore. Kurt's chest was a smooth creamy expanse of skin that he couldn't resist. His fingers had a mind of their own. Either that or they were just following orders from another body part currently making itself known. He was hard, and by the feel of things, so was Kurt. He rolled his hips, slotting himself perfectly between Kurt's legs, and eliciting a delicious moan from Kurt.

"Oh God." Kurt groaned and the sound sent electricity straight to his already aching cock. His fingers brushed over both Kurt's nipples, which made the boy arch up into Blaine and roll his hips involuntarily.

"Fuck Kurt!" Was Kurt trying to kill him? The movement was just right, the friction perfect.

"Please Blaine," Kurt's voice was riddled with need. "Please touch me."

How the fuck was he supposed to deny that voice anything? Not that he was even thinking of disobeying anyway. He recaptured Kurt's mouth and allowed his hands to roam lower still. Over Kurt's lean abdomen, resting on his hips, right above the waist of his pants. He felt a shiver go through Kurt's body, and gratefulness expanded in his chest. He was the only one that got to see Kurt like this, that got him to feel like this. This was the best fucking feeling in the world. Kurt tilted his head and Blaine licked his newly exposed neck. He bit, licked and marked. Kurt might kill him for it later but right now he couldn't bring himself to stop. His roaming fingers met the waist of Kurt's boxer briefs and he ran them along the top of the skin there. He slowly moved one hand to cup Kurt's erection through his pants and then began to move in a very gentle, careful manner. Kurt was chanting his name now. He would never get enough of this.

 "Blaine." Kurt whined.

"I'm right here baby." Blaine replied. And he dipped his finger below Kurt's brief waist, making sure to look into Kurt's eyes, to let him know how much this means to him.

"Blaine..." Kurt gasped. He dipped his finger further, wanting to hear Kurt say his name again. He was not disappointed.

"Blaine!" Kurt said.  Well at least his lips moved, but it didn't sound like him at all. He looked at Kurt's wrecked face in confusion. Actually if he were being honest, it sounded like...

"Blaine?" Blaine opened his eyes to his mother knocking his door, calling his name. Crap. This was the third time this week alone he's had these vivid dreams. Being with Kurt brought on an onslaught of dreams well past his usual thoughts of heated make out sessions. His mom just stopped this particular one before it really progressed. He knew he wasn't ready. He knew Kurt wasn't either. Hell, they'd just officially gotten together. But his body and his subconscious had a completely different idea, and apparently have been ganging up on him during sleep.

 "Yes Mom." He croaked.

 "Are you ok? I thought I heard something." She questioned, concern in her voice.

 "Yeah I'm ok." Like hell he was, he had an erection that would not go down! Even when he was casually chatting to his Mom through his door.

 "Okay. If you're sure. Time to get up now though. Remember we are going to pick your brother up today." She said as she moved downstairs.

 Oh that's right. Coop's coming home. A big smile snaked its way onto Blaine's face. He had completely forgotten during the week that his brother was coming. But Coop would forgive him when he found out why. Kurt occupied his thoughts so thoroughly that he's most times honestly surprised how he manages to get dressed in the mornings. So when his mom reminded him yesterday, he told Kurt that the one on one dinner they had planned for Saturday wasn't to be. Cooper would only be in for the weekend. But then he got an idea while they were lying in the meadow that evening. Kurt was using his chest as a pillow.

 "Why don't you come and join us for dinner?" 

 "Blaine that's your family time and I wouldn't want to intrude." 

 "You won't be. You've been over for dinner before, what's wrong now?" 

 "I know I've been over before, but... This is the first time since...Umm the first time as your..." 

 "Boyfriend?" Blaine said with a smile. Kurt was adorable. 

 "Yes. That." Kurt blushed an appealing rose pink. "And Cooper only really met me in passing the last time he was here and what will Mrs. Anderson think? And is your aunt Bella gonna be there? And what if-" 

 "Kurt, sweetie, you're rambling." Blaine said with a smile. 

 Kurt let out a sigh. "I guess I'm just scared." He breathed, as if he just let out a secret. 

 "You've nothing to be scared about." He kissed the top of Kurt's head. "They all already love you. This is just icing on the cake. My Aunt Bella chastised me every time she came around and I informed her that we weren't together. Boy am I glad I'll have different news for her now!" 

 Kurt chuckled at Blaine's statements. 

 "We really were dancing around each other for a while, weren't we..." Kurt remarked. 

 "Well luckily either one of us isn't half bad at dancing." Blaine retorted. 

 Kurt swatted him on the chest while they both laughed.  Blaine looked down at Kurt. And sensing the gaze, Kurt turned his head towards Blaine. Before he knew it, he was leaning towards Kurt. Blaine's stomach started doing weird little flips and his heart was pounding wildly. This was going to be their first real kiss. Sure they had kissed chastely on the lips and cheek and forehead, but Blaine has been aching for more. He wanted to map the inside of Kurt mouth, wanted to own every corner. He was gonna chance it now. His lips finally reached Kurt's soft, firm ones. It was the best feeling in the world to him. Kurt responded immediately, moving with him in their own little symphony. He made his move and let his tongue slide along Kurt's lower lips, begging for entrance. Kurt parted his lips to allow him in, and if he felt like what happened before this was the best feeling in the world, then he doesn't even know how to describe this. Kurt pulled a sudden breath through his nose, and he knew he must have done something right. Kurt tasted like coffee and baked goods and a taste that was distinctly Kurt and Blaine wanted to just drown in it. Forever. Pretty soon they had to come up for air, though neither wanted to stop. And Kurt looked up at him and smiled. Blaine leaned back down and kissed the tip of his nose.

 "So. Dinner?" Blaine asked. 

 Kurt sighed. "Of course."  

Now he really couldn't wait. He was hyper. All his favorite people in one room. It will be great! Blaine skipped out of bed and into the shower.

Janet Anderson walked down the stairs of her home to the piano room. She has seen life at it's best and worst. She looks at her life now and she can't help but be happy. Even after all she's been through. She still loved her husband on some level. She wouldn't deny it. When they met she was young and smitten and he was charming and handsome. But the minute he started hurting her kids, she knew she had to do something. She didn't care if he hurt her; he hurt her so much already. Drinking and running around with God knows who. She was only staying for her sons any way. But apparently, when he hurt her, he hurt her sons. Her boys were her world. She'd do anything for them. So she had to get out or they'd both end up planning and executing the murder of their father. She can't lose her boys.

 She sat down on the piano bench and ran her fingers over the keys lightly. Before long she was playing the opening chords of a song she'd first heard a month ago and humming along with it. She couldn't get out of her head. So she bought the album. She hadn't regretted it.

 When she was just a girl

She expected the world

But it flew away from her reach so

She ran away in her sleep

And dreamed of

Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise

Every time she closed her eyes

She did close her eyes here. Playing the musical interlude from memory. She knew her sons got their love of performance from her. She was very proud of them.

But this song gets her in a place she can't explain. How it could it embody her feelings like this? She expected her life with Dan to be magical.

When she was just a girl

She expected the world

But it flew away from her reach

And the bullets catch in her teeth

How did it slip away so fast? What went wrong exactly? Oh wait, she knows the answer to that. Her husband is a hateful bastard. She took a deep breath and got into it some more.

Life goes on, it gets so heavy

The wheel breaks the butterfly

Every tear a waterfall

In the night the stormy night she'd close her eyes

In the night the stormy night away she'd fly

She sang the chorus out powerfully.

 And dreams of

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

She'd dream of

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh

She got to the part of the song that stuck a deep part of her core. No matter what she will get through the bad and make it to the good.

And so lying underneath those stormy skies

She'd say, "Oh, ohohohoh I know the sun must set to rise"

This could be

Para-para-paradise

Para-para-paradise

This could be

Para-para-paradise

Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

Her hands were flying over the keys as she played the last strains of the song and humming along to it. When she reached the last chord she sustained it, not wanting it to end yet.

 "That was beautiful Mom." She heard a voice say from the doorway. She looked  up to see her son moving towards her.

"Hey, don't cry, it's gonna be okay." When did she start crying? She didn't even notice. Blaine sat at the piano with her and held her hand for a moment. Then he took his other and started wiping her tears.

 "Hey, you think you could teach me the chords to that song, it has a really great melody."

 That's her Blaine. Always trying to make everyone comfortable, to make it ok. Make it better. She gave him a big bone-crushing hug.

 "Later," She said. "Right now we've got to go pick your brother up before he burns down the airport." Blaine chuckled at this. "Then we'll go get aunt Bella as well. She doesn't wanna drive this trip, my lazy ass sister." She said good-naturedly. "By the way, don't say ‘ass' okay Blaine?"

 "Oh Mom that ship has long since-" He was interrupted by a look from her. "I mean of course not Mommy!" He quickly said.

 "Mhmm, that's what I thought!" She said. "Come on," She picked up her keys. "Let's get going." She said as she led her son out of the house.

"Just what the fuck am I gonna wear?!?!"

 Kurt had ¾ of the contents of his closet on his bed along with Sky sitting cross-legged and leaning on the headboard.

 "Come on Pipin! You have a shit load of clothes! A. Shit. Load! You must be able to find something. My Colfer, I've never seen you this flustered. Relax."

 "I can't." Kurt whined. "This is my first time over there since we've been an actual ‘us'. And I can't screw it up Merry. Everyone he loves will be in that room. I have to impress."

 "Your right. Everyone he loves will be in that room, including you. You don't screw things up; you never screw things up. That's my job, you're Mr. Fix it! You will be dazzling as you always are, and they'll love you. I'd even hazard a guess to say they already do. Colfer knows everyone was sitting around waiting for you two to make it official."

 Sky was happy for her bro. He finally did something for him. And without her, the girls and Davy having to resort to very extreme methods (which they were so fully planning on doing!) too. So she's happy that he's happy, truly happy. And if Blaine hurts him, no matter how much she likes him, she might just cut his ass!

 "Nice motivational speech sis." Kurt remarked.

 "I learn from the best." Sky retorted. "Now I'm thinking this shirt with this pants." Sky held up the items of clothing. "Jeez Pipin do you have any pants that aren't skin tight?" She accused as Kurt chuckled. "And maybe this vest?"

 Kurt beamed at the choices. "I have taught you well young grasshopper."

 "Arigatou Sensei." Sky replied.

 Kurt looked at her puzzled. "Okay, I see the Japanese lessons with Davy are coming on." Kurt remarked.

 "Damn Skippy. Now let's get you in these clothes and out the door!" She screamed.

Kurt opted to walk instead of driving to Blaine's. It gave him more time to think, and really Blaine's house was not that far, it would be wasting gas. No one can afford to do that these days. Great, and now he's thinking of anything else other than the task at hand. Blaine had insisted on coming for him. But he refused. Blaine had to help his Mom get things ready, and he truly wasn't lying when he said Blaine's house was just right there. Kurt was wringing his hands around and around. Why was he nervous? He's met these people before. But he can't deny that the circumstances are a little different this time around. Before he knew it, he was at Blaine's door. He could hear movement inside and music playing softly. He took a deep breath and knocked. He heard a muffled "I'll get it!" on the other side of the door. Voice he'd recognize even if he were in a coma. The door opened and it's Blaine, Blaine in all his gorgeous tousled haired, barefooted glory.

 "Kurt!" He exclaimed and gave him a big hug and a kiss on his cheek. "I so glad you're here." He whispered in Kurt's ear. And for a mili-second he forgot what he was anxious about til he heard Mrs. Anderson speak.

"If you boys plan to stay in the door-way all night, Cooper would be more than happy to eat you share of dinner!" She gave them a warm smile.

 "Hello Mrs. Anderson," Kurt said a little breathlessly. Damn Blaine and his instant effect on his everything. He tried to ease Blaine off a bit, but he wouldn't let go.

 "Oh Kurt, call me Janet. Seriously, Mrs. Anderson sounds more old than I need to be." She smirked while she walked away into the kitchen.

 "Blaine!" Kurt hissed.

 "What." Blaine whined.

 "Are we just gonna stand here?"

 "I wanna hold you. I missed you."

 Kurt sighed and smiled. "I missed you too. Alright, 30 more seconds."

 "Wait that's not enough!"

 "30 more seconds, until after dinner."

 Blaine picked up on the suggestive tone.

 "Okay, now you make me wanna skip dinner altogether!"

 "We can't skip out on your family." Kurt said sternly. "Now come on, and afterwards we'll just go to the meadow and chill."

 "Alright." Blaine conceded and took Kurt's coat to hang it.

 Kurt took his shoes off and straightened his vest. Then looked up to see Blaine staring.

 "Kurt... You... You're gorgeous. You don't even know. Skipping dinner is sounding better and better by the second."

 "You like?" Kurt did a little spin to show the outfit.

 Blaine whined. "Why are you torturing me?" he whispered.

 "I'm actually not trying to, but that's an added bonus!" Kurt smirked.

 Blaine huffed playfully and took him by the hand as they entered the dinning room. Everyone was already pitching in to set the table.

 "What can I do to help?" Kurt asked.

 "Hey Kurt!" Cooper shouted!

 Aunt Bella looked up from where she was putting the Salad bowl.

"Why hello there Kurt, nice to finally meet you. I heard enough about you to make me feel like I know you already." Kurt blushed at the statement. "Why don't you and B take the rest of the food from the kitchen to the table, please?"

 "Right on it Aunty B." Blaine chimed as he dragged Kurt to the kitchen!

 "Oh my God just what have you been telling them Blaine?" Kurt hissed once they were in the kitchen.

 "Don't worry, only very, very good things." Blaine retorted.

 "Oh God." Kurt groaned.

 And Blaine was taken back to his very vivid dream this morning when Kurt groaned the exact same words as Blaine's fingers roamed his body and he can't be thinking about this now!!! He gave Kurt a pained look. He doesn't even know how sexy he is! God!

 "Okay, let's get this food on the table before I drop it and drag you upstairs." Blaine very nearly growled.

 Kurt looked up as he heard Blaine's tone and smirked.

 "Later. I promise." Kurt whispered and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

 When everything was on the table, Kurt waited to see what traditions were observed. He didn't believe in God, but that doesn't mean the Anderson's don't and he would abide by the rules while in their house. When in Rome, as they say. However that apprehension proved to be non-existent as Aunt Bella just grabbed bread from the breadbasket and started buttering it.

 "So B," She started. "You and Kurt are finally dating?" Kurt nearly choked on his salad.

 "Yes Aunty, we are." Blaine replied as he gently pat Kurt on his back.

 "Mhmm, when did you start?" Aunt Bella probed.

 "Well we agreed on it Monday actually. But I think this was going on for a while. We just didn't make the final push." Blaine replied wondering where she was going with this.

 "So you actually put a name to the relationship on Monday?" Aunt Bella probed deeper.

 "Yes we did." Kurt answered this time. "I don't even think we meant to. But it happened. And I'm glad it did." He finished with a smile.

 "Okay! Janet, Cooper, PAY UP!!!" Aunt Bella shouted.

 "What?" Both Blaine and Kurt said together.

 Cooper reached for his wallet muttering and Janet chuckled as she reached for her purse.

 "Just what in the world is going on here? Mom? Coop?" Blaine asked.

 "Well, we made a bet see," Cooper started.

 "On when exactly the two of you would start dating." Janet continued.

 "Because even the trees outside knew you were gonna get there!" Aunt Bella chimed in. "Cooper said 4-6 months-"

 "Man if I had gone a little bit lower!" Cooper muttered.

 "And Janet said she'd give you a month tops!" Aunt Bella said, clearly enjoying herself.

 "Why couldn't you all get your act together sooner?" Janet mocked accused the boys.

 "And I said 2-4 months, because I know my little B and I know he'd want you to not feel rushed, but I also knew he'd be bound to spill his guts if he spent so much time around you." She was talking directly to Kurt now.

 Kurt was stuck with a piece of pasta on his fork, and his mouth agape.

 Blaine had his hand over his face. "Oh my God!" He groaned.

 Kurt put down his fork and closed his mouth and looked on his plate. And out of nowhere, he started giggling uncontrollably.

 "You're all nutters!!! He said between laughs. "And to think, I was wondering if you all would even like me."

 Everyone joined in on the laughter.

 "Of course we'd like you Kurt." Janet said when it died down a bit.

 "Blainers liked you and that's good enough for us." Cooper said before stuffing his mouth full of pasta.

 "And we trust Blaine with who he chooses. He has this strange ability to attract good things. We were sure you were no exception to this." Aunt Bella finished.

"I think I did strike gold Aunty B." Blaine said finally coming out of his mortification and smiling widely at Kurt. Kurt smiled back just as wide.

 "Aww how cute!" Cooper exclaimed.

 "Leave it to Cooper to ruin the moment." Aunt Bella chimed in.

 "Hey!" Cooper started. And he and Aunt Bella started mock arguing. Janet only chuckled at the antics.

 And Kurt is left wondering what the hell he was apprehensive about at the start of the night.