Blaine walked in the apartment and closed the door. He rounded the corner to into the living room. He looked over at the couch and saw Kurt lying asleep. 

He looked down at his lap to find a photo album sitting open in his lap. 

Pictures of Kurt and both of his parents covered the pages. Some of the pictures were all three of them. Some of them were just Burt and Elizabeth.  The largest one on the page was of Kurt and Elizabeth. 

Kurt looked like he couldn't have been more than eleven months old. He was sitting on his mothers hip. Wearing nothing but a diaper. Elizabeth wearing a purple dress that fell to her knees and flowed.  She smiled and her light brown hair was half up - half down.  Kurt had a pacifier in his tiny mouth but there was still a huge grin on his face. 

Blaine looked over at his boyfriend. There were tear stains on the collar of his shirt and tracks from where he'd been crying on both of his cheeks. Blaine kissed him on the forehead. Blue eyes fluttered open. 

"Hey.." 

"Hi." Blaine smiled a little. "How long have you been home?" 

"I didn't go in today..Well I did but I just couldn't stay. It's kinda a rough day." He closed his eyes and put his head on Blaine's shoulder. 

Blaine sighed in agreement. 

"It's been eleven years."  Kurt said, barely above a whisper. "She would have loved you." 

"And I'm almost positive she would have been beyond proud of her son." Blaine kissed the top of his head.