The snow was relentless. Kurt had slept well, but upon waking he saw the big fluffy flakes coming down on their balcony. He didnt want to even get out of bed, so he closed his eyes until he could feel Blaine waking up.

Blaine was wide awake, but with his back to Kurt, he didnt notice if he was awake, too. They both drifted back to sleep eventually, warm in their big soft bed.

An hour later, Kurt had to get up. Nature had been calling for a while and he was going to burst if he didnt relieve himself. He was as quiet as he could be, getting to his feet and then down the hall to the bathroom. When he came back, Blaine was gone. He knew his boyfriend was in the apartment – he hadnt heard the front door open – but where? Then he heard the toilet flush in the other bathroom. Ah, there he was.

Kurt got back into bed, snuggling into the still-warm bed covers. Blaine came in, smiling when he saw Kurt looking up at him from the bed.

“Hey, is there still room for me to join you?” he asked and Kurt grinned and held the blankets open for Blaine to climb back into the warmth.

“Good morning, my love. How did you sleep?” Kurt asked, his hand moving along Blaines side to pull him closer.

“Like a baby! I hadnt had a good nights sleep since before the accident. It was heavenly,” he crowed, leaning forwards to kiss Kurt full on the mouth. Kurt kissed back with equal fervor.

“I did, too.”

“Well, after eight days of sleeping, Id have thought youd had your fill already,” Blaine teased. Kurt poked him in the side.

Blaine yelped as the pain radiated through his body.

“Oh, no! OH, Blaine, I”m sorry...I didnt realize that was where you had stitches! Are you okay?” Kurt panicked.

“Im fine...it just hurt for a minute,” he assured Kurt, his face a mask as he struggled not to let a tear go. He blinked his eyes for a moment, then had hold of himself.

“You didnt mean to, its fine. Im just a bit tender there still,” Blaine rushed to explain. He went in for another kiss to stop the conversation.

After a while, Blaine sat back, thinking about making them some breakfast. He loved making out with his sexy boyfriend, but he thought Kurt might need some nourishment after his ordeal.

“How does French toast sound?” he asked and got a grin from Kurt.

“Only if I get to help,” he answered.

“Sure, I cant do without you, Babe,” Blaine said. They got up but not dressed. Blaine helped Kurt into his robe and slippers, then he got his own on and they headed for the kitchen.

“So, does it bother you to talk about the accident?” Blaine asked.

“Not with you,” Kurt answered.

“What do you remember?”

“I dont remember what we were fighting about, if thats what you mean, just that I had hurt feelings for some reason. Later I remember thinking I had been petty and the fight was all my fault,” he started, a frown marring his beautiful face.

“It takes two to argue, my love. I think we were both at fault there,” Blaine interjected.

“Well, in any case, I remember you telling me we were going to be late to school. I elected to pout like a two year old and let you leave by yourself. I was irritated that Dalton was still here – and if I was going to make my second class, I had to drop him off at Trents house myself. I had clipped the leash on his collar and got my coat on, grabbed my book bag and opened the front door. Dalton was rambunctious, more so than usual, maybe because you had already left? He is used to us going everywhere together. Anyway, thats all I remember until I woke up,” Kurt concluded.

Blaine looked over at him, noticing a dark shadow over his boyfriend.

“Hey, baby,” he cooed, coming over to take Kurts chin in his hand. He gently faced Kurt towards himself.

“That isnt all, is it? I can see something more is troubling you. Do you think you can tell me?” Blaine asked, giving Kurt a gentle kiss before letting go.

“I...I....oh, Blaine, I dont know if I can talk about it just now,” Kurt said, his sadness evident in his voice.

“Dont force yourself, love. Im here when you want to talk about it. Okay?” Blaine comforted his boyfriend.

“Thank you. Say, wheres your dad today? I barely got a glimpse of him yesterday. He came all this way to be with you – Id think he would be here now?”

“Oh, hes with Cooper. I got a text this morning – he and Cooper are going to Burts to look at the Jag,” Blaine said, his face a study in conflict.

“Youre still upset about the car, arent you?”

“Well, yes – but you are more important than any sportscar, Kurt. If they decide to take the Jag away from me for being so stupid, then its what I deserve,” Blaine said, his frustration showing.

“Did your dad say that?” Kurt asked, frowning.

“No, but I wouldnt blame him if he did. I was monumentally careless. Im probably going to get a ticket for careless driving. Ive been expecting a policeman to show up at any time now,” Blaine said, shifting the French toast to plates. He set them on the table and Kurt added powdered sugar and some raspberries to the plates.

“I think that would have happened already if it were going to,” Kurt soothed.

“Well, Im not borrowing trouble by calling to ask them, if thats what you are getting at,” Blaine laughed.

Kurt smiled. At least Blaine was able to find some humor in the tragedy. He poured two glasses of milk and set them on the table before sitting down across from Blaine.

They ate in silence for a while, tangling their feet together under the table. Shy smiles and longing looks were exchanged as they finished their breakfast.

After washing up, Blaine caught Kurt in his arms and kissed his neck. Kurt sighed in contentment and Blaine took that as encouragement, kissing more and nibbling. He was clumsy because of his arm in the sling, but Kurt was careful of that and they kissed for a few minutes standing in the kitchen.

“Want to get back in bed and snuggle for a while?” Blaine asked.

“Lead the way!”

They took off their robes and slippers, sliding under the thick covers and cuddling together.

“I could spend the rest of my life right here,” Blaine said, making eyes at Kurt.

“Me, too,” he agreed.

They lay together for a while, just basking in their shared closeness until Kurt pulled back, a frown on his face once again.

“Whats wrong?” Blaine asked, getting worried.

“Im ready to talk about what happened, but I want to be sure youre ready to hear it,” Kurt stated, his eyes searching Blaines face.

“Of course, Im here for you. Just tell me whatever you want. Remember how much I love you,” Blaine reassured him.

Kurt turned over, facing away from Blaine, but snuggled his butt into Blaines body. Blaine in turn put his arms around his boyfriend and pulled him closer. He kissed the nape of Kurts neck and hugged him for a moment.

“Comfy now?” Blaine asked.

“Yes, thank you. Its about what happened when I was asleep,” Kurt said.

“Asleep?”

“In the coma. Blaine, I know this sounds crazy – it does to me, too, - but I had a dream. Or maybe it was a series of dreams. Remember the times weve had dreams about Buddy and Andy?”

“Yeah, lots of them,” Blaine remembered.

“Well, this was a dream about them, but it didnt feel like a dream. Not at all. It was like I was somehow with them. I never met Buddy and Andy was very old when I knew him, but I recognized them immediately. It was a funny feeling – I wasnt scared, I didnt think to question where I was or why I was there. It just felt - - I dont know – natural? Like I was meant to be there?” Kurt said in an uncertain voice.

“Id be scared, I think,” Blaine said.

“I thought later that I should have been, too, but it wasnt like that. You remember when you were just a little kid and your dad would come into your room at bedtime and pick you up to give you a cuddle before he tucked you in? Did your dad do that?”

“Yeah, he did. Much more than my mother ever did,” Blaine said, a smile on his face at the memory.

“Mine, too. Mom was always there, but bedtime was Dads realm. Anyway, I felt like that – loved and safe and happy. I didnt think to question it then.

“I was with them for a long time, and when I fell asleep I could hear them discussing me. You know how you cant hear someones words, but you know theyre talking, except for your own name? It was like that. It didnt worry me, it just....I guess it just was.”

“How long did this go on?” Blaine asked.

“I didnt have any sense of time. It might have been a few hours, it might have been days, I dont know. It didnt matter, I was content to just be there,” Kurts voice just faded away and he lay next to Blaine, safe in his arms.

“Was there any more to it?” Blaine asked, kissing Kurts neck again.

“Yeah. Sometimes I thought I heard the people I love calling to me. I could hear Finn and Dad and Carole. I thought once I heard Cooper, but mostly I heard you. There were no words, just the sound of your voice and you were calling to me, begging me, but I didnt know what you wanted. I didnt know what any of them wanted. When that happened, Andy and Buddy would come and hold me. Does this sound crazy? – because it sounds crazy to me and Im the one it happened to,” Kurt muttered. Blaine stroked his side to try and comfort him, but didnt say anything. It might sound crazy to someone else, but Blaine was sure it had happened.

“After a while, Andy and Buddy were singing. It wasnt like a person singing, more like a full orchestra but with words. They sang our song, Blaine. The one Andy wrote to Buddy? I could hear them so clearly in my head, then it began to fade away. Before it stopped, I could hear you singing the same song. It was like you were very far away, but I could still hear you – I looked at Andy and Buddy and they let me know it was okay to go back to you. I knew you needed me and I came back when you sang to me,” Kurt concluded, tears streaming down his face. He turned back to face Blaine and found he was crying, too.

“They knew I couldnt go on without you, Kurt. They knew.”

~ ~ ~ KB ~ ~ ~

“So, your dad will be here in three hours, right?” Kurt asked when Blaine hung up the phone.

“Yep. Hes coming over with Cooper and your dad, too. Were going to supper if you feel up to it,” Blaine told him.

“Yeah, it sounds like fun. I like your dad, Blaine. Where are we going?”

“They didnt say – just to wear casual clothes. Of course, they know that casual for you is not the same as casual for most boys our age,” Blaine giggled.

“Yeah...were fabulous!”

“Well, Mr. Fabulous, we have three hours to spend together before the world sucks us back into it – what shall we do?” Blaine teased.

“Im sure we can think of something to while away the hours,” Kurt countered.

“Something I can do with my wing pinned up in this sling?”

“Yes, you can lay on your back, cant you?” Kurt questioned, his hands stroking along Blaines body.

“Yeah, I can do that...” he cooed, laying back to let Kurt have complete access to his body. It had been too long since they had done anything like this. First it was the pressure of school, then the argument that had built for days, and the hospital...it was time.

Kurt removed Blaines pajamas, then took off his own, taking time to touch Blaine whenever he was close enough to do so. Blaine was practically trembling as Kurt gave him light touches, circling his shoulders and down his chest, then concentrating on a nipple just to hear Blaines moan.

“Baby, dont tease. I missed you, I missed your touch and I missed your kisses,” Blaine whispered. Kurt leaned over him and placed his lips on Blaines mouth, kissing him deeply as he settled his body on top of Blaine.

“Better?” he asked, continuing the touching, now sliding his hips against Blaines.

“Getting there...”

“Oh, you want more?”

“Yeah...give me what youve got, baby.”

Kurt pushed a bit harder, being careful of the clavicle and the arm in the sling. He rolled his hips into Blaine, moaning himself when it felt good. He did that for a while, then sat up, moving down in the bed. He began kissing Blaines skin, slowly and tenderly. He could feel Blaine relax, hear his breathing increase, feel Blaines fingers in his hair.

“What do you want?” Kurt asked, willing to do anything to please his boyfriend right now.

“Just you, just your mouth on me,” Blaine uttered.

“Okay, baby,” he answered, moving to take Blaine into his mouth. He knew what Blaine liked, what pushed him to the edge and he knew how to do it to perfection.

“Yes, Kurt....oh, yes,” he whispered, his hands buried in Kurts soft chestnut hair.

Kurt kept it up, doing everything he knew to make Blaine feel good, and it didnt take long for him to feel the heat building.

“Kurt....Im...oh, Kurt,” he tried to warn him, but Kurt just sucked a tiny bit harder, moved his mouth that extra bit and he was proud of how amazing it felt when Blaine was coming.

Kurt had barely moved to lie back to rest for a moment when he felt Blaines mouth on him, hot and eager. Blaine was just as good at what he did, knowing the speed and movements that Kurt needed now, and Blaine was ready to give Kurt his all. It didnt take long at all before he was swallowing and looking up from under his long lashes to Kurts face. He loved to see Kurt at this moment and put the picture into his memory forever. This was the way it should be between them, each giving their part to make them a stronger, better couple.

“I...I dont want you to think this is a spur of the moment thing, Blaine,” Kurt murmured after as they cuddled together once again, safe and warm in their nest in the bed.

“What?”

“Will you marry me?” Kurt asked.

Blaine almost fainted. His head started to spin, his heart raced and he couldnt come up with a single word to say. Except for one.

“Yes!”

Kurt grinned, He had expected a lecture on their age, their short time together, or any number of other things. Blaine had said yes! Kurt could hardly wrap his mind around it.

“When?” Blaine asked.

“As soon as possible. We can get married in New York. How about we fly there this weekend and just do it?” Kurt asked.

“Ahhh, I thought you wanted a wedding? You told me youd been planning...”

“Nope.” Kurt cut him off.

“Nope?”

“Nope. I dont care about the wedding part. I want to just get a justice of the peace and do it. What do you think? I dont want to spend another day not married to my best friend, my savior, my lover. I dont. What do you think?”

Blaine thought for a quick moment. He had always wanted to marry Kurt and was even more positive after the first kiss. Yes, hed be happy with getting married as soon as possible.

“I think we should check airfares to New York.”

~ ~ ~ KB ~ ~ ~

“Dad!” Blaine called as he opened the door to the apartment. “Hi, Coop.”

“Good to see you, son. How are you feeling?” Thomas said.

“Im great. Really great,” Blaine said, glowing with happiness. Thomas looked at him closely, trying to discern what was going on. Blaine was never this happy.

“Good to hear it,” Thomas said.

“Please come in, Dad. Hello, Burt.” Blaine said as he ushered the three men into the living room of the apartment.

“Make yourselves at home, Kurt will be out in a minute. Hes trying on the seventh outfit of the day, so please excuse him. Would anyone like something to drink?”

“Coffee if you have it,” Cooper said. “If not, tea will do nicely.”

“No problem. And you?” he asked the two other men.

“Tea or just water would be fine,” Burt said and Thomas nodded that he would take that also.

Blaine went to get the drinks just as Kurt came in. Cooper joined his little brother to help since his arm was still in the sling.

“Oh, youre here! Well, were ready when you are,” Kurt said, sitting down next to his dad.

“Blaine went to get us something to drink. How are you feeling, Kurt? Do you still have that small headache?” Burt asked.

“No. As soon as I drank a Coke, it was gone. Must have been to do with caffeine, right?” He joked, feeling comfortable with the guests. “Mr. Anderson, does it feel strange to be in this apartment again?”

“It does. Of course I havent been here for maybe twenty years, the last time being when I was here to visit my brother. I know that Andy and Buddy would be over the moon to know there was love here again. It was empty for too long,” Thomas said just as Blaine came back, his brother carrying the tray of beverages.

“Oh, theres plenty of love here, dont worry,” Blaine grinned, looking over just in time to see the shocked look on Kurts face.

Burt and Thomas had the same look of surprise on their faces, but Blaine just grinned and went to put his arm around Kurt.

“Ah, how about we get on the road. Im hungry,” Cooper said to save the day. Kurt gave him a look to thank him and went to get his coat from the closet while everyone drank the refreshments Blaine had fixed for them. He helped Blaine on with his coat before turning to his dad.

“All ready. Where are we going?” Kurt asked.

“Its a surprise. We can all fit in your Navigator, right?” Burt asked.

“Yeah, no problem. Want to drive?” Kurt asked.

“Sure, son. Ill drive,” Burt smiled.

“As if he would let anyone else...” Kurt whispered to Blaine. Burt coughed and glared at Kurt, who grinned at his dad. Burt returned his smile and they left.

“Oh, this is nice. Ive never been here before,” Blaine said, waiting for Kurt to help him off with his coat. Kurt was busy with his own for a moment and Thomas stepped over to help his son.

They were taken to their seats and ordered supper before any real topics of conversation came up.

“So, the meeting with the headmaster went well, “Thomas started. “You two will be able to make up for the tests you missed while you were in the hospital. Your homework in all classes was dismissed because of your status of being in the top ten percent of your classes, and things can go on from here, starting next Monday when you return to class,” Thomas told the boys.

“When was this meeting?” Blaine asked.

“Burt and I met with the administration when we got back from Burts shop this morning. It was quick and easy once we explained what had happened. The headmaster was very happy to accommodate you. He was encouraged by your standing in the class – both of you. We are proud of our sons,” Thomas smiled and looked over at Burt, who was grinning.

“Im not surprised, the two of you have always been good students, but to have the headmaster say so - -well, we were proud,” Burt added.

Blaine and Kurt exchanged looks of relief. They had both been worried about what would happen with school.

“On to other business. The Jag is fixable. Burt is going to work on it, but he could use some help. Blaine, as soon as your shoulder is healed, you can make arrangements with him to work on restoring the body,” Thomas said.

Kurt looked over to Blaine.

“Ill help, too, Babe. It was my mistake, too, and I feel partly responsible,” Kurt said quietly to Blaine. They were sitting together, leaning close. With Blaines broken clavicle he couldnt exactly hold Kurts hand.

“Thank you,” Blaine whispered, leaning close to kiss his cheek. Both of their fathers saw this and exchanged looks, but didnt say a word.

“With so little time before you graduate, what are your plans?” Cooper asked. He remembered when he graduated, he had eyes only for medical school. Neither Blaine nor Kurt had really said much about their college plans.

“We want to visit New York,” Kurt said.

“What? What do you mean visit?” Burt asked, surprised.

“Well, we are going to college, of course, but with all the pressures of school and then the accidents – we have been talking about it and we want to go to New York to do some sight-seeing and maybe a Broadway show? We want to have a little fun before we start the next chapter in our education. Weve both been saving money for the tickets,” Kurt announced.

“That sounds reasonable,” Thomas said, looking at Blaine.

“Thanks, Dad. Were really looking forward to it,” Blaine smiled.

“How long are you staying in Ohio?” Kurt asked Blaines dad.

“Oh, maybe a few more days, maybe a week or two. I havent really made up my mind. I need to get home to Charlotte, she misses me when Im gone too long,” Thomas said, a sad smile on his face.

Blaine blushed. In the days his father had been here, he had not once asked about his mother.

“Is she doing well, Dad?”

“Yes, shes fine. She is doing some charity work with a group from Croatia right now, keeping busy. You know your mother,” Thomas smiled.

“Give her my love,” Blaine offered. He hoped his father wasnt disappointed in him for neglecting to ask about her.

“I will, son.”

“And send her my best, too,” Kurt said, moving so his arm brushed against Blaines to show him support. Blaine gave him a grateful smile.

“Say, would the two of you like to go to New York for spring break? It is in...what, two weeks? I could extend my stay a bit and go with you,” Thomas offered. He looked at his sons reluctant face and burst out laughing.

“Dont worry, Blaine. I was planning on staying in New York for a day and then Id be off for Italy. I just thought we could use the companys apartment there – it would save you hotel fees – and we could see a show or something. How about it?”

“Id really like that, Mr Anderson. Thank you,” Kurt replied.

“Yeah, that sounds like fun. Thanks, Dad,” Blaine smiled.

“Its getting late, lets get the two of you back to your apartment. Its only two days until youre back in school, you need all the rest you can get,” Burt said.

~ ~ ~ KB ~ ~ ~

Later that night, Kurts Apartment

“New York,” Kurt said, his voice sounding happy.

“Yeah. I hope you dont mind my father tagging along for the first day,” Blaine said, looking apprehensive.

“Oh, no. I like your dad. I think it will be fun,” Kurt was quick to explain.

“Okay. Well, I dont mind for just one day. So....what will we do for the rest of the time? Well have a week and if we can use the company apartment, well have more spending money,” Blaine asked.

“Well just have to think of something, right?” Kurt said. He had a glint in his eye that was mirrored by Blaines.

They were in their bedroom, getting ready for bed. It had been fun to go out and spend time with their dads and both were happy the two men got along so well, but they were glad to be alone in their home once again.

“Want to snuggle?” Blaine asked.

“That sounds good for a start,” Kurt winked at him, then got into bed, his pajamas left on the chair by the dresser. Blaines eyes lit up. He removed the pajama pants he had just stepped into and slid into the bed on the other side. They met in the middle and kissed as they went under the blankets together.

~ ~ ~ KB ~ ~ ~