Call backs was heaving with bodies of students from across the city and older patrons taking up what looked like their regular spots when Kurt finally made his way down to the bar, head still spinning and throbbing from the attack on his senses in the training rooms and the passages they'd read from those ancient books. He had the answers in his hands, but not a clue how to use them and it was infuriating. Kurt let his hand slide across the bar as he walked deeper into the bar to hold his balance, all the tables packed and littered with empty and half filled glass of multi-coloured beverages.

Woahhh, Woahhh
Radioactive
Radioactive
Woahhh, Woahhh
Radioactive
Radioactive

Kurt's smile returned as he looked towards the small stage in the corner, lit up with terrible lighting which hurt Kurt's eyes, a small grand piano to one side, Blaine seated, tapping away at the ivory keys, an easy smile on his face as he rocked to the beat he was creating with the others on the empty section of stage. Wes and David leant against the end of the piano, hands tapping on the varnished wood and feet joining in on the oiled wood beams.

Blaine had changed into a simple white shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows to show off the tan cuff on his left wrist and grey slacks, topped with a grey fedoras. Kurt held onto the bar to admire the Alpha, who looked so relaxed up there on that stage, smile shining through to the small group of wolves with him, bodies vibrating with joy for what they were doing. Wes pushed himself off the piano to step over to Thad, Nick and Jeff to help harmonise them for the next part of the song, before turning to the crowd.

I raise my flags, don my clothes,
It's a revolution I suppose.
We'll paint it red, to fit right in.
Woah
I'm breaking in, shaping up,
ejecting out on the prison bus.
This is it, the apocalypse.
Woah

Wes reached out to pull Jeff forward as they both sang to the crowd and to each other, the others harmonizing in the background, Blaine on piano still smiling so happily, infectious to the crowd and to Kurt, all of which clapped along.

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones.
Love to make my systems go
Welcome to the new age,
to the new age
Welcome to the new age,
to the new age

Woahhh, Woahhh
Radioactive
Radioactive
Woahhh, Woahhh
Radioactive
Radioactive

Jeff stepped forward to take the small solo, his eyes scanning the crowd and his smile growing when he spotted Kurt and sung to him, the motion catching the eyes of the Alpha behind the piano. There was a moment, where Kurt knew Blaine could see the wobble in his stance and haggard breathing but the Alpha turned to smile back to his clan.

All systems go, sun hasn't died.
Deep in my bones, straight from inside.

Wes wrapped an arm around Jeff's shoulder to finish off the song with him, Thad stepping down from the stage to sling an arm around Kurt's waist, still singing along and pulling him to the edge of the stage, ignoring his protects but letting Kurt lean on him slightly. Blaine's eyes shone below the fedoras as he stood from the piano, fingers still dancing over ivory as he joined in with his wolves for the final set.

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones.
Love to make my systems go
Welcome to the new age,
to the new age
Welcome to the new age,
to the new age

Woahhh, Woahhh
Radioactive
Radioactive
Woahhh, Woahhh
Radioactive
Radioactive

The entire bar erupted in applause as the group took their bow and dispersed from the stage, Jeff and Nick wrapping their arms around Kurt, sniffing at him to silently check if he's alright, while David went to the bar to get their free drinks. Blaine returned to his seat at the piano, tapping mindlessly on a few keys, while Wes took the microphone from off a stool at the bar.

"Thank you! Thank you so much, so, I've been told we've got time for one more song." The crowd cried out for more, "I know, I know, but I'm losing my voice now, so... I'm going to leave the last song to our good man at the piano here. Blaine, the stage is all yours." Wes placed the microphone in the stand in front of Blaine, then, with a squeeze of the shoulder, joined the others with Kurt, taking his drink from David and almost downing it in one. He stepped back to Kurt, nuzzling his cheek.

"You alright?" He whispered in his ear, not believing the nod Kurt gives him.

"Thank you, Wes. So, hi everyone, I'm going to slow things down a little now to end the night. Some of you might know this song, and even though it hasn't been out that long, it's soon become one of my favourites to sing... but not until recently has it meant as much to me as it does now." Gold met shimmering blue, before returning to the ivory keys below. "I'm going to take a bit of poetic license with the lyrics if you don't mind... I hope you enjoy this."

Fingers fluttered over the keys and the bar was rendered silent as everyone paused to listen, but it was obvious to all that Blaine could only see one among the many. Hand pressed his chest, Kurt listened intently, ignoring the hand squeezing on his shoulder, watching his Alpha capture the room.

You tell all the boys no
Makes you feel good yeah
I know you're out of my league
But that won't scare me way out no
You've carried on so long
You couldn't stop if you tried it
You've built your wall so high
That no one could climb it
But I'm gonna try

Would you let me see beneath your beautiful
Would you let me see beneath your perfect
Take it off now boy, take it off now boy
I wanna see inside
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight

A few patrons clapped appreciatively as Blaine hit those first few tentative notes, each filled with so much emotion, even the bar behind Kurt stood still as they paused to listen. A smile crept onto Blaine's lips before he shyly looked back down on the keys, composing himself and leaning back into the mic. Hands pulled away from the keys to snap together to the a beat, the warblers around Kurt joining in, followed soon by the crowd around them.

You let all the boys go
Makes you feel good, don't it?
Behind your Broadway show
I heard a voice say please don't hurt me
You've carried on so long
You couldn't stop if you tried it
You've built your wall so high
That no one could climb it
But I'm gonna try

Fingers returned to ivory, but the warblers and the crowd kept the beat going, keeping that wide eyed grin on Blaine's lips.

Would you let me see beneath your beautiful
Would you let me see beneath your perfect
Take it off now boy, take it off now boy
I wanna see inside
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight
Ohhh, Tonight

See beneath, See beneath,
I... Tonight
I...

Blaine's voice escalated, climbing higher and with greater passion with each line, the strain visible in his neck as he pushed everything he had into this song.

I'm gonna climb on top your every top
I'll hold your hand and you'll, you'll jump right out
We'll be falling, falling
But that's okay
Cause I'll be right here
I just wanna love

Blaine's voice turned to a whisper, almost hoarse, as he slowed the song down, allowing himself another glance towards his claimed Hound, before forcing out another rush of power into his voice, his Alpha calling out to those around and to one in particular.

Would you let me see beneath your beautiful
Would you let me see beneath your perfect
Take it off now boy, take it off now boy
Cause I wanna see you say
Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight
Tonight, see beneath your beautiful
Oh tonight,

Oh tonight, we ain't perfect, we ain't perfect

Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight

Once more the bar filled with applause, some standing and whistling to Blaine, who took his bow, holding his hat in place before hopping down from the stage, taking a few taps on the shoulder from a couple of patrons then standing before Kurt with a worried but happy smile, one Kurt returning.

"You made it." Blaine whispered, the strain in his voice from the night obvious.

"Just, but I'm glad I got to hear you sing that song. You were amazing."

"And what about us?" Jeff asked, poking Kurt's side.

"You were amazing too." Kurt giggled, turning back to Blaine when a hand wrapped around his waist, pulling him against the Alpha.

Blaine went to speak, a sense of worry in his eyes as a bell rang out over the bar, followed by Wes slamming his glass down, "Come on, lads. Time to get out of here, my head needs a pillow."

With a tired sigh, Blaine pulled Kurt out of the bar behind the others as they slowly started the short walk back to their hotel. Kurt's eyes stayed on their intertwined hands with a smile as they walked, a thrill running up and down his spine as he realised he was walking through New York, holding hands with another man. It was a dream come true, and he vowed it wouldn't be the last time they did this; the thrill and joy inside him too great to only feel once in a lifetime.

A small sound reached his ears and looked up to see Blaine staring at him, a mixture of emotions filtering through him and he noticed the other wolves taking fleeting glances back at him as they walked. Kurt sighed heavily, running a hand over his face, "It didn't go well if that's what you're wondering."

"Well we could tell that by the way you can just about keep yourself up straight." Thad called back to him.

"What happened?" Blaine asked.

"Brittany got away. She decided she didn't want to go into the academy and vanished. Santana's tracking her down now, said she'd meet us back at Lima." Kurt bit his lip, wondering how Santana was getting on, hoping she was doing alright.

"She was never going to tell you much else. She likes a game but she'd never tip the tables in our favour." David piped up, checking down an alleyway they pass.

"You've never been in one of the torture rooms at the academy." Kurt had though, and it was where nightmares came from and none of them he wished to speak of outside those walls.

"What else did you find out?" Blaine asked, thumb stroking over his knuckles gently.

"There were some old books in the library, which spoke of me... well my Hound... it said that once, the key was kept in the Elysium fields and that my Hound would use the blue flame to transport himself there to watch over the key and to bring resurrected souls of the Hounds back to the living. So, in order to protect the key and stop this demon from getting to it, I need to send it back to the fields." Kurt explained briefly.

"That's good news! You can do that and all this can be done with! All we'd have to do is explain to the other clans that the key is safe and you'd be free, Kurt!" Jeff was jumping on the balls of his feet.

"Except I don't have a clue how to do any of that." Kurt groaned, "None of the books say how the Hound used to do it, apparently that was something the Hound kept to itself and was supposed to be inherited down through its reincarnations, but with the Hound being killed so young time and time again... the knowledge was lost."

"Stupid wolves." Jeff muttered.

"That's not good." David sighed heavily.

"But I did do something else while I was there." Kurt bit his lip, noting the prying eyes waiting for him to explain, "I had my ability changed. I'm as vulnerable to silver as any of you now. I'll have to change my weapons when we get back... but I can't be possessed anymore... or at least I hope I can't be by the time the demon comes for me."

"What does that mean?" Wes asked.

"They brought a demon into my room when they were done, to see how I faired... but I couldn't stop the possession. One of the white witches said the procedure had worked, but that I needed to train my new skill, and she didn't know how long that could take." Kurt sighed heavily, remember how terrified he had become as the demon told him to walk around the room, cross his arms and sit in a chair. They were silly little things, but Kurt's mind wouldn't let go of the orders he'd been used to, scared that this demon might make him do any one of those commands, scared he'd drown in his memories behind his fluttering heartbeat and gasping breaths.

A hand rested on his shoulder, bringing his attention to the warm smile David was sending down to him, a smile shared by all the wolves, "We'll help you. Even if you don't figure out how to transport yourself to the Elysium fields, we'll help in any way we can to help you hone your skill."

Kurt smiled, reaching for the hand on his shoulder to give it a squeeze, "Thank you... all of you."

They carried on towards their hotel, Kurt finding himself leaning on Blaine from time to time, causing the Alpha to worry over him, even helping to take out his luggage from the Navigator in the car park. Saying goodnight to each other at the hotel, they all retired to their separate rooms. Blaine lead Kurt into the elevator and pressed the button for the thirty first floor, watching the doors close before pinning Kurt against the wall.

"What did they do to you?" Blaine asked, stroking his cheek.

"It's nothing, just the normal-" Kurt jumped when Blaine hit the stop button, the elevator jolting to a halt.

"Kurt, you're swaying on your feet, you look exhausted and there are slight red burns on your temples." Blaine's hand moved to Kurt's, stroking it gently.

"To get my ability changed I had to go through... something horrible. It's like being electrocuted, but its centralised and I had to go through it twice; once when they took my ability away and once when they gave me this new one. It was painful, yes, and straight after, I was tossed in a room with a demon but... I'm okay and I just want to go to our room and spend some time with you."

Kurt rubbed his head into Blaine's neck to sooth the growl he'd started the moment he opened his mouth, leaning back when Blaine's hand sat at the back of his head, meeting with his lips for a gentle kiss, "I wish I could've been there."

"You're here now, and I think I deserve some special care." Kurt hummed the words against Blaine's lips, his hands stroking over his chest.

Blaine leaned over and restarted the elevator, his arms wrapping around Kurt's waist and leaning in to kiss him again, enjoying the little moans Kurt gives him. Once they reached their floor, Blaine slid the key card into the door and stepped in, holding it open for Kurt, who carried his luggage over his shoulder.

Placing the bag down on the bed, Kurt dug through his things for another smaller bag, pulling out the six candles to dot around the room and the bathroom, concentrating on the windows and the door, going around once more to light them all. Satisfied the room was secure, Kurt relaxed, his shoulders visibly slumping and turning to the double bed, eyes dilating at the sight of Blaine leaning back on his elbows, fedoras slipping slightly to one side and legs spread and bent over one corner of the bed. Golden eyes captivated him behind the grey hat, black curls slipping loose from their captivity.

Even through the candles, Kurt could smell his Alpha's pull, luring him step by step towards the corner of the bed and between those long legs. A single finger traced down the front of his shirt, passed the platinum orb, to his waistcoat, finger curling under the material to tug the hunter down to his knees. Kurt still had to remind himself that it wasn't an order to be obeyed, that he was willingly doing this for a wolf he had fallen for. With a light blush on his lips, Kurt raised his hands from his sides to run up the thin material of Blaine's pants, settling on his hips as the Alpha sat up and leaned over to press his forehead against porcelain.

Kurt relaxed when he realised Blaine was just after a cuddle, in a position that would thrill his Alpha, so Kurt nuzzled Blaine back, into his neck, lips running over his jaw and cheek, familiar fingers running through his hair with an approving rumble coming from Blaine's chest. Lips attached to soft white skin on the curve of his neck, bruising the skin and as Kurt let out a whine of need, he wished that he didn't heal so quickly, wanting to show off that mark for all to see.

Feeling a hand rest on his butt, Kurt pulled away, placing a hand over Blaine's heart to stop him but also to let him know he hadn't done anything wrong. He leant in for a kiss, lips barely parting as Kurt whispered against them, "I need a shower. Today has been a long day and I'm guessing I don't smell very good."

"You smell great." Blaine moaned, diving in for another kiss.

Kurt groaned, wanting to give in, but pulled away again, smiling at the whine his Alpha gave him, "I'm taking a shower." Kurt stated, standing to grab his wash bag, and opening the bathroom door.

"Mind if I join you." Blaine was already right behind Kurt, hands on his hips, nibbling on his ear, tugging with a playful growl.

Kurt moaned, leaning back against Blaine, feeling how hard he already was between his clothed cheeks, "Will we be showering?"

Kurt felt the smirk on his neck, "Maybe, after I make you mine."

Kurt felt his wolf beg him to let the Alpha have his way and he wasn't going to deny either of them that. Turning to Blaine, he took his hat and spun it over to the bed, gripping the front of those grey slack, walking backwards and pulling the grinning Alpha into the bathroom with him, the door shutting behind them.

Turning the shower on and testing the water until he was happy with the temperature, Kurt turned back only to groan with want and desire, Blaine already pulling off his boxers and tossing them aside, standing tall to let Kurt wrack his eyes over the sculpted body, toned obliques leading down to his proudly standing cock, causing Kurt to swallow hard. Blaine chuckled at Kurt's aroused whimper, stepping forward to kiss the corner of his mouth and whisper in his ear, "Join me, my wolf."

Kurt whimpered as he watched Blaine walk under the spray of water, turning and twisting to let the water warm every inch of his skin, while Kurt hurried out of his clothes, but still taking the time to fold and lay them on top of the laundry basket. Stepping behind Blaine, he wrapped his arms around his waist, fingers stretching over his stomach while pressing kisses to his neck and over his shoulders, enjoying the little moans Blaine gives him.

Before his fingers get chance to slid down and grasp his prize, Blaine turns and pins Kurt against the tiled wall, but waits, watching as Kurt pushes away another vile memory, before returning to him, smiling appreciatively at his Alpha. "I'm here." Kurt whispered, pushing his wrists closer together and over one another so that Blaine can wrap the fingers of one hand through both of Kurt's, his other hand free to roam the body given to him.

Lips press together, domineering lips caressing submissive lips, prying little moans and whimpers from both of them, Blaine's tongue diving into Kurt's mouth when he parts his plump lips, bodies starting to rock together, dicks brushing ever so slightly as Blaine teased his Hound. Soon, Blaine has Kurt whimpering for his touch, body arching off the tiled wall begging for more, leading to Blaine slowly pulling away to look into those darkened blue orbs, pupils dilated.

"What is it, my wolf?" He wants to hear it, wants the thrill of hearing his Hound tell him how much he wants him.

"I need you... Please, touch me." Kurt groaned, biting his lip, his cheeks flushed crimson.

Blaine groaned, feeling his wolf preen at the need in Kurt's voice, "Turn around, my wolf." Blaine released Kurt's hand and stepped away just enough to allow Kurt to turn towards the wall, hands resting on the tiles, spreading his legs ever so slightly. Slowly, Blaine ran his hand up, down and over his back, smiling at the tremors it sends through Kurt's body, his butt cheeks tensing with anticipation.

Kurt moaned as he felt a single finger run down his lower back, between his cheeks and roll around the rim of his ass, but his attention was taken away from that as a pair of lips attached to the skin just below his ear, sucking hard, drawing a cry from Kurt, his eyes closing as the pleasure of that simple action overwhelmed him. Without him noticing, he finds himself bucking back into a single finger, knuckle deep inside him, a second hand wandering round to roll around and pinch at a nipple, causing Kurt to cry out, the rumble of a growl behind him showing him how much Blaine was enjoying his response.

Blaine's hand slipped down his stomach to Kurt's painful erection, Kurt giving out breathy moans with each stroke while bucking back onto two fingers, the slight pressure on his muscles a dismissible press of pain against the pull of pleasure Blaine was making him embrace. Eyes closed, Kurt threw his head back against Blaine's shoulder, one hand reaching back to grip at wet curls, the other on the wall to help push himself back onto Blaine's fingers. Lips crashed in a heated kiss, Alpha and Hound fighting against one another to show the other how they were making each other feel, tongues lapping into eager mouths, eliciting sultry groans of want and need.

Kurt felt the third finger, gasping into Blaine's mouth, letting him take advantage of Kurt's slip in control, giving into that third finger, whispering muffled words into Blaine's neck when he pulls away from those lips, gasping for air. Teeth dug into Kurt ear, before a tongue lapped at the small wound, Kurt's uncontrollable whimper echoing through the bathroom.

"You ready, Kurt?" Blaine asked, or groaned, Kurt didn't care, nodding his head while trying to catch his breath, not knowing whether to push back onto those fingers or buck forward into the other hand wrapped around his dick.

"Please, this is torture. I want you inside me, now." Kurt growled.

The fingers were gone too quickly from inside him and from his dick, leaving Kurt a quivering, whimpering mess leant up against the tiled wall, the shower water washing over his overheated skin. The grip of hands on his hips was tender, but he still jerked, shaking his head to send the thoughts away. He didn't like this position, he didn't want this position... that demon used this position... all the time. Those tender hands turned him around, pressing his back to the wall and Kurt forced himself to look into those worried golden eyes, his own tears spilling with relief at the change in position and seeing those golden eyes and olive skin instead of the face of his demon.

"Thank you, I'm okay now." Kurt reached forward to kiss Blaine with a moan, jumping to wrap his legs around his waist, enjoying the thrill he feels as Blaine presses him back up against the wall, hands gripping his butt, pushing him up slightly before slowly lowering until the head of Blaine's dick sat on his entrance.

"You sure." Blaine whispered, his whole body shaking with need, breath ragged.

"Yes, please..." Kurt whispered.

Gently, Blaine lowered Kurt down onto his member, Kurt's hands gripping to Blaine's shoulders, hissing slightly at the intrusion. Blaine let out a feral groan when he finally pushed completely into Kurt, his body rocking with need to start moving, the small whimpers coming from Kurt driving him crazy and he had to distract himself by kissing and nipping at Kurt's neck.

After a deep breath, Kurt started to wriggle his hips, giggling slightly at the protesting groan Blaine sends him, hands on his hips to stop him, "You little tease." Blaine growled into his ear, sending another round of giggles from Kurt, moving slightly to press his lips to Blaine's and capturing those blown golden eyes, "I want it hard." Kurt whispered, "I want to feel your ownership of this body in the morning and the morning after." Kurt bit down on Blaine lower lip, smiling at the growl and the explosion of Blaine's scent around them even through the water.

Kurt didn't have to wait long, tender hands on his hips gripped tightly, the drag of Blaine's erection pulling from his body causing him to moan, before the abrupt thrust back into his body made him scream in pleasure, hands pulling at wet curls, ankles locking behind Blaine's back. The pace was slow as Blaine allowed Kurt's body to get used to him, but the thrusts remained strong and fast as he fell in love with the moans, howls and whimpers Kurt was unashamedly screaming. Blaine's eyes flickered down to the small orb and pearl dancing between them, smiling to himself before increasing the pace, slamming into Kurt with unbridled force, grunting and growling with each thrust, Kurt's own body rocking into each and every one of them.

Panting breath mingled as lips skimmed over each other, now and again pressing together in a passionate but short kiss, the need for air too strong. Blaine's growl deepened, his voice hoarse through his groans as he changed his angle slightly, and Kurt howled, thankful for the now cooling water as his prostrate was assaulted over and over again, Blaine's thrusts becoming harder but more erratic as their orgasms came closer and closer to release. Kurt's eyes widened, crying out Blaine's name as his left hand reached in to grasp Kurt's dick, pumping it in time with his thrusts.

Kurt let his head and back hit the wall behind him, desperate for the cool tiles, his eyes flickering down to watch Blaine's hips snap against his, to watch his hand twist around his dick and watch the little orb bounce against his chest. With a sharp snap of Blaine's hips, Kurt's orgasm hit him hard, his back arching off the wall, his head thrown back as far as the wall would let him, his white seed spreading on his stomach and chest before being washed away. Blaine is only a thrust behind, burying himself deep within Kurt, groaning his release into Kurt's neck with a hard bite, drawing blood and sucking the wound clean.

Slowly, on shaking limbs, Blaine lowered them both to the ground, still buried in Kurt, his arms wrapping around his waist, Kurt's own arms holding Blaine close around his shoulders. Blaine carefully pulled his softening member out of Kurt and there they sat, exchanging lazy kisses as they came down from their high, moaning softly between each lingering touch, fingers caressing over sensitive skin.

"You are amazing, Kurt." Blaine smiled as Kurt chuckled.

Kurt bit his lip, debating his words before speaking, "So are you, my Alpha."

Blaine groaned at his title, pressing a more demanding kiss to Kurt's lips, both moaning with a renewed need neither of them were ready for just yet.

"We should take that shower now." Kurt whispered, stroking Blaine's cheek through his slight stubble.

"Can't we just cuddle?" Blaine moaned, pressing his forehead to Kurt's.

With an exasperated sigh, Kurt stood, hissing slightly as he leaned against the tile wall, then held his hand out to Blaine, who swatted it away to get himself up, a satisfied grin on his lips. Together they showered, each washing the other while sneaking in little kisses and giggles, rubbing their noses together once they're done.

Kurt noticed how Blaine took his time to dry him off, eyes roaming over his ravished body causing Kurt to bite his lip in order to calm his body. Eventually they made it to the bed, ignoring the pyjamas they'd brought with them and opting to snuggle their naked bodies close together under the covers. Kurt rested his head on Blaine's chest, listening to his heartbeat, while his hand traced idle patterns on his stomach. Blaine's fingers ran aimlessly through his hair which he kissed every now and then, taking a deep breath of his scent.

"I could get used to this." Kurt muttered against his chest.

"Get used to what?" Blaine inclined his head to try and get a better look at Kurt.

"Being like this with you, not having a care in the world." Kurt turned to face Blaine, overlapping his hands on Blaine's chest and resting his chin on top of them.

Stroking his hair, Blaine gazed into those cerulean eyes, taking in the different emotions filtering through them, "When this is over, I'll make sure you have this. My father will speak with the council, get the other clans to accept you and you won't have to worry about a thing anymore."

"You can't promise me that." Kurt whispered, looking sadly down at his fingers for a moment.

"I can't, but I won't stop until I do." He reached out to stroke Kurt's cheek, happy when the Hound leant into the touch, nuzzling his hand, "You deserve this. You deserve to be free."

"I want that." Kurt blinked back tears, "I'm tired of the hatred and the pain. I just want to live."

Tucking his hand under Kurt's chin, Blaine lead him up to his lips for a tender kiss, rubbing his nose up and down along his as he spoke, "As my mate, I'll make sure you have a life worth living. I will do anything for you."

The smile Kurt gave him was breathtaking as he ducked his head to hide his blush, his little pink tongue coming out to lick his lips, "You've already made my life worth living, Blaine. Without you, I'd struggle to see a future after all this is over. Because of you, I'm willing to fight this, with everything I've got."

"I'm glad I can do that for you... but you're stronger than you know."

"Mmm..." Kurt smiled before looking passed Blaine to his luggage, a small noise catching his attention, "Is that my phone?"

"Ignore it."

Kurt pushed away from Blaine, shuffling out of the bed, "No, it could be Santana." Rustling through his belongings, he found his phone, frowning at the blocked number flashing on his screen. Sliding the screen to answer it, he pressed the device to his ear, "Hello?" He heard Blaine shuffle behind him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Kurt, I heard you were in town, and Sue mentioned you weren't so clueless now."

Kurt's eyes widened, "Isabelle?"

"Uh huh! How about you come and say hi tomorrow?"