Was sunlight normally this blindingly white? As Kurts heavy eyelids opened, the bright light was like daggers slashing at his pupils and he shut them right away. Even with them closed he could tell how lit up the space around him was, wherever that could be. Kurts eyesight strained as he struggled to adjust to the brightness and there were still spots in his eyes when he finally managed to open them. Wall to wall white, thats all Kurt saw. There was nothing around him, just a vast open space that seemingly went on forever.

His eyes werent the only part of his body that was struggling to function, every inch of him hurt with a numbing pain. Kurt felt like he was nothing but a dead weight and moving even a single finger seemed impossible. Where was he? Kurt stretched out his senses to get a better idea of his position and after a quick assessment he realized he was kneeling – which didnt make sense. How was he staying upright when he had no energy left in him whatsoever?

To find any possible answer, Kurt struggled to move his head a bit, only to fail on his first attempt. He tried again, and finally, on his forth try his head craned upwards and he heard the clanging sound of chains. Kurt frowned. If only it wasnt so god damn bright he could see what was going on! Kurt managed to move his right hand but met opposition when he tried to go a little further.

“The fuck? Im... Im in chains!” Kurt croaked in alarm.

The familiar feelings of anger welled up inside of Kurt, giving him a much-needed flow of energy that in turn made him more self-aware. Kurt was bound and chained in what appeared to be a room encased in white light. There were five chains in total connected to him, two on his ankles, and two on his wrist and a final one around his neck. Kurt was bent over on his knees. The chains were holding him up, or else he would have been lying on the floor.

Kurt went over his last memories to search for possible clues: hed used the last of his powers to heal the hole in Blaines heart... and then what? Everything went blank after that, but he had a looming hunch for what could have happened next. After using so much power, Kurt would have needed to leave his physical body or burn it out, but this didnt look like the subspace he was used to. That was more of a muted grey than white and there were no chains either.

So what was going on and how had he gone from lying weakly beside Blaine to being incarcerated? Kurt chuckled mockingly. Of course. Why didnt he think of it sooner? This whole scenario screamed angelic to him, or at least the white light part did, because it sure wasnt anything hed call demonic -- not even the chains.

“Do you ever plan on showing yourselves? Or am I just doomed to rot here forever conveniently forgotten?” Kurt said in a venomous tone.

A form appeared out of nowhere and came to stand before Kurt, blocking the source of light to form a shadow. Kurt blinked his eyes and when they focused enough he could make out the lacy white dress.

“I should have know that they would send you,” Kurt muttered.

“Would you prefer someone else, Kurt? We thought seeing a familiar face might comfort you,” Quinn said in her usual formal manner.

It would take too much effort for Kurt to roll his eyes, so he just made a sound of disgust to tell her just how happy he was to see her.

“Do you plan on telling me why Im chained in what I assume is the angel equivalent of a prison?” Kurt said.

Quinn studied Kurts features for a moment before she took a step closer to him, stopping just before coming within his reach. “How does any prisoner come to such a place? They commit a crime,” she answered matter-of-factly.

“And what, pray tell, could I have possibly committed to deserve this?” Kurt said as he yanked the chains on his wrists to empathize.

The sides of Quinns mouth upturned slightly and she shook her head at Kurt, as if she were disappointed in him. “You really have know idea what you have done... do you?”

“Can you skip with the power trip Quinn, and just tell me what horrible sin Ive committed? Im not enjoying banter with you, you dont have the personal skills for it Im afraid,” said Kurt, who grinned at her in mocking defiance.

“You used your powers to heal Blaine Anderson -- which is forbidden.”

“He was dying!” Kurt shouted angrily.

“You had no right to do that, Kurt.”

“I had every right! I love him!”

“Love still doesnt give you the right to play God,” Quinn countered.

Kurts anger was building and he made no attempts to keep it in check; he was that enraged. “It was you who told me to save him! Those were the instructions you gave me, which came all the way from your merciful God! You were the ones who sent me to save Blaine and now that I have, Im being punished for it?”

Quinn looked down at Kurt; there was no hint of compassion in her blue eyes, only cold indifference. “You were sent to save Blaines immortal soul Kurt, not his human life. I see now that it was an error in judgment on our part to think you would know the difference on your own,” she explained.

In an instant, Kurts white-hot anger turned chillingly cold. His first instinct was to erupt in a fit of rage but his power levels were still too depleted for that to do any good. Kurt decided to turn to his other coping mechanism, so he threw his head back and started to laugh mockingly at her and the unbelievable scenario he found himself in. The laughter did little to help Kurt through his ordeal but it was better than nothing.

Quinn merely watched Kurt laugh it all out, never once reacting to the scene he was making – treating him as if he were just am unruly child.

Kurt took a deep breath, let it out and then said, “It serves me right for thinking your kind would burden yourselves with the concerns of humans. Because of course you would mean to save his soul because thats the only part you have to look after in the end. How foolish of me to think otherwise! I guess I do deserve being held here against my will,” Kurt said with pure sarcasm.

“We sent you to Blaine so you could save his soul before he left the physical world Kurt, he was meant to die and you are here, because you went against God to save him,” Quinn said.

At the mention of Blaines name, Kurts head shot back up and he glared formidably at Quinn. If Blaine was meant to die, did that mean the angels had taken care of the job themselves? Anger flared in Kurt and with a sudden boost of power he lunged at Quinn. The chains around him held him in place, throwing him backwards and he growled in frustration.

“Quinn! Im warning you! If you go anywhere near Blaine then so help me, I will burn your body away until theres nothing left. We both know I can do it and I will! My power levels are already returning to me and pretty soon these chains of yours wont be able to hold me at bay. I will break loose and unleash my power with a hot blown rage. I might not be able to level the place, but I bet I can destroy a good amount of angels before I could be taken down,” Kurt threatened and he really meant it.

Quinn turned her nose up at Kurt, as if it separated herself from him and his childish outbreaks. “Whoever you think we are Kurt, you are wrong. We would never slay an innocent human for the mistake you have made. So no, we will not go after Blaine Anderson and end the life he was never meant to have.”

It was her word against his and yet Kurt still believed her completely. Angels never bothered to lie, or perhaps they couldnt, but in this case, he knew somehow that she was telling him the truth. Kurts anger dissipated but it was far from gone, just with knowing that Blaine was safe he could be patient and give more time for his body to recover. He needed to stall, so hed keep talking as his power levels slowly rose.

“Oh, how kind of you,” Kurt muttered. Thankfully stalling didnt mean Kurt had to play nice.

“You are so like him, Kurt,” Quinn said without warning.

That comment got Kurts attention and he watched Quinn turn her body every so slightly so she could look at him out of the corner of her eye. He quickly saw that she was smiling, a little too much for his liking. What was she playing at? Whatever it was, Kurt sure didnt like the sound of her tone. “What?” Kurt asked confusingly, though making it clear he didnt care that much one way or the other.

“You are so like him; the angel who is your father, Kurt. I know him well, and youre very similar,” Quinn explained to Kurt.

Tempting Kurt with information about his reclusive father, who he had yet to meet, wasnt a very good way to get on Kurts good side. If anything it just made him that more fed up, and Kurt made no attempts to hide his displeasure.

“So you know how hard it must be for him to be known as the angel who was seduced by a demon? I guess it must still be a sore spot with him if you were assigned to me and not him. I also take it that means he still refuses to acknowledge that I even exist?”

“Im not trying to justify his actions, or his refusal to see you, Kurt. That is his choice, just as it has been yours to turn away from us at every turn. When we found you after you used your power to save Blaine, your body was so burnt out you were near death. It took three arch angels to fight off the demons for long enough to whisk you off to safety,” Quinn said.

Kurt rolled his eyes; he could barely believe what he was hearing. Was he supposed to be grateful for their efforts? “Some rescue, I think its more like you were securing a prisoner.”

“Do you think you would have been better off with them, Kurt?”

“I couldnt begin to guess Quinn, and I have no plans to. Id much rather talk about what you intend to do with me, since it was you who got to me first and not them. Ive made it quite clear that I will never join your ranks so I find it odd that you didnt try to deal with me when I was at my weakest? Or maybe you did try and failed, you, the exalted Angels of Heaven couldnt take care of a single unconscious half-breed. If you had the gall to try to destroy me at all that is, so maybe you just attempted to sever me from my wells of power but you still had no luck with your attempts?” Kurt said.

Quinns silence in Kurts mind only confirmed his theory so he went on. “Gee, that must have been really frustrating for you, to be so utterly defeated by someone like me. So what went wrong, huh? I think I can take a guess. Its the pesky demon side of my bloodline; its too erratic for you to anticipate. Thats been the problem with me from the very start, hasnt it? Im just too unpredictable, too powerful for you to control. Im the mistake that was never suppose to happen after-all and theres good reason I shouldnt have been born right?” Kurt taunted.

Per usual, Quinn said nothing in response but Kurt saw her jaw tighten. Kurt decided to up the tension a bit more and he clenched his right fist. At first nothing happened but then, the chains bound around his wrist began to sizzle and melt. With a strong jerk, Kurt broke his hand free of the chain and it fell to the ground. He massaged his now free wrist with his other hand, which was still bound – for now.

“At the rate were going, we are never going to be rid of one another, not until someone crosses a line and rises to act and even then... the amount of time and manpower -- make that angel-power -- that will be needed to stop me is far more than youd ever want to supply. I will fight you every step of the way. No matter how hard you try to sway me, I will never become one of you! Nor will I ever side with the demons either which would ironically be easier for you if I were to, because then I would be just another enemy for you to valiantly destroy!”

Kurt stopped his long-winded rant so he could catch his breath and study Quinn for any signs of what she was really sent here to do. It didnt take long for Kurt to decide that she was far too good at masking her true feelings to learn anything. This was all so fucking stupid and a complete waste of time. Kurt didnt want deal with the likes of her, he wanted to be with Blaine, who had escaped death but was who knew where! What he needed to do was stop shouting worthless taunts and do something that would get him out of the angels clutches – without having to fight his way out.

Quinn eventually stopped their staring contest and looked away from Kurt as she let out a tired sigh. “I should have known it would be pointless to reason with you, but I still had to try,” she said.

In a flash, Kurt knew what he could do to tip the scales and while it was risky, if he played his cards right, he could wind up getting everything he wanted. He flexed his wrist and released enough energy to burn away the remaining chain on his hand.

“Why reason when we can bargain instead,” Kurt said, using another drop of power to take care of the two chains binding his ankles.

He was almost free and to that end, Kurt stood up, never taking his eyes off of Quinn and he regained his usual confident composure. Kurt then nonchalantly placed his hands on the large chain around his neck and broke it in two effortlessly. He stepped towards Quinn, who held her ground courageously. I think Im actually going to miss her attitude, Kurt thought amazingly.

Kurt stopped only a foot from where Quinn stood, held his hand out to her and said, “Lets strike a deal.”
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The first mumbled word out of Blaines mouth when he finally regained conscious was Kurts name, but the people at his bedside didnt even hear it. It took his eyes fluttering open for the three of them to realize that Blaine was back with them, still alive and with a healthy beating heart. Weakly he glanced around as his eyes adjusted to the light. Where was he?

“Blaine! Oh, thank the Lord, hes coming to!” Blaine heard his mother cry out with joy.

Blaine blinked his eyes and turned his head to the right to see that his parents and Cooper were seated at the side of the bed, and they were all clearly overjoyed to see him.

“I know the doctor said you would pull through for sure but I was still so worried!” Cooper exclaimed, sounding nothing like his normal subdued self.

Blaine became further surprised when his dad actually stood up from his chair to take hold of his hand. “How do you feel, son?” he worriedly asked.

“I feel... tired but well enough I suppose,” Blaine said. “What happened?”

“We were hoping you could tell us that Blaine. You sent me a text asking to meet us in your dorm room but when we arrived we found you passed out on the floor,” Cooper explained.

“We called an ambulance and you were rushed to the hospital. You were extremely anaemic to the point of being dangerously fatigued but you stabilized soon after and we have been waiting for you to wake up ever since,” Blaines mother said in addition.

The information re-jogged Blaines memory enough so he remembered what had happened to him before that. He had abandoned his graduation in favour of finding Kurt, which had lead to them reuniting, confessing their love for one another and to then they had made love. During all of this Blaines heart had never stop pounding but at the time Blaine hadnt thought much about the physical implications. Not until he and Kurt planned to face his family and his sudden heart condition became so dire his life was put in real danger. After that his mind went fuzzy and he could only assume that meant he had passed out. Somehow hed gone from there to end up in a hospital surround by his family and where his heart felt fine. The missing details hardly mattered to him, all he wanted to know was one thing: where was Kurt? Was he hiding somewhere out of sight?

Kurt. Are you there? Blaine sent inside his mind. Nothing. There was no reply; Blaine couldnt feel Kurts presence at all.

“Blaine, is everything all right? If you cant remember yet you dont need to push yourself,” Grace said.

Oh how ironic life could be. Here was a time when Blaine had a legitimate reason – being hospitalized – for not having to admit the truth and yet he refused to stall. He wanted to be honest with himself and his family in turn – no matter what the repercussions may be. Actually this might be his best chance to Blaine realized, since he was a patient and thus under the hospitals protection. His mind made up, Blaine turned to face his family and prepared himself for what would surely come next.

“Was there anyone with me when you found me in my dorm room? Or did anyone show up at the hospital asking where I was? Someone named Kurt?” Blaine asked.

“Not that we know of, is he a classmate of yours, Blaine?” his father asked innocently.

Blaine paused to look at Cooper, whos expression had changed the moment he heard Kurts name and the two brothers shared a quick moment of understanding. Whatever happened next, at least Blaine would have his brother on his side.

“No, hes not a classmate... hes my boyfriend,” Blaine explained. ________________________________________________________________________

“Are up for receiving a visitor, Mr. Anderson?” a familiar voice chimed from the doorway.

Blaine, who had been trying to doze off for what had felt like ages, suddenly snapped up to find Kurt leaning on the doorframe to his hospital room. It took all of Blaines control not to leap from his bed and rush to hug Kurt – that and the IV drip connected to his arm. Kurt looked tired, he had large bags under his eyes but he was still as gorgeous as ever. Trust him to return to him in such a nonchalant way too.

“Kurt!” Blaine said excitedly. “Im been waiting for you to come!”

Kurt hurried over to the bed and clasped Blaines outstretched hands; he was crying as well.

“Im sorry to make you wait so long Blaine, because believe me, that was not my intention,” Kurt said cryptically.

Blaine was too happy to see him to worry about what Kurt meant by that and he was sure he would tell him soon enough. So there was nothing to stop the couple from sharing a long overdue hug, and Kurts touch was warm but gentle and just the thing Blaine needed after what he had been through. All of the emotional pain and stress didnt wash away now that Kurt was with him, it just simply was pushed aside and made bearable by his calming presence.

“I was so worried about you, Blaine,” Kurt breathed.

“Me too. I mean, I was worried about you,” Blaine said.

Kurt pulled back so he could wipe the tears from his eyes, but one look at Blaine, who was beaming at up with teary eyes, sent him off and again and he sighed in defeat. Kurt laughed softly as he hugged Blaine again, stroking his back and he pressed his cheek against Blaines.

“I know we should fill each other in whats happened to us but can it wait for a moment... or two?” Kurt asked reluctantly.

Blaine was both relieved and touched that he and Kurt were on the same page yet again. “Yes please.”

They remained in each other's arms for a spell, until neither one of them could bear it any longer and the couple pulled back only so they could share a tender kiss. Blaine closed his eyes as their lips continued to touch and he grasped the sides of Kurts face and neck with his hands. When that first kiss was over Kurts eyes fluttered open as he smiled at Kurt and Blaines heart started to race but at a normal pace for once.

“I love you,” Blaine said, kissing Kurt again.

Kurt laughed and said, “I love you too, and Im so glad youre okay Blaine. Hows your heart? Please tell me its all right?”

“My hearts fine Kurt, its beating normally, and correct me if Im wrong but I think I have you to thank for it?”

Kurt nodded. “Yes, it was me. I used my powers to heal it,” he confirmed.

Blaine figured it was time for them to start the long process in filling in each others blanks and while everything that had happened to Blaine was still painfully fresh in his mind, there was no way he wouldnt tell it all to Kurt. To that end, Blaine scooted sideways on his bed to make room for Kurt and he patted the empty spot. Straight away Kurt carefully climbed up on the bed to settle beside Blaine and once he made sure Blaine wasnt in any discomfort, he snuggled up to him.

“I guess I should start huh?” Kurt commented, showing that he too had no plans to stall.

“It would make sense to go chronologically, if youd be so kind to, Kurt,” Blaine said appreciatively.

Blaines way with words seemed to make it easier for Kurt to reply but he still took a deep breath in preparation. Blaine listened to Kurt as he told him how he had passed out soon after Kurt had given Blaine some his strength to steady him and how it had all gone down hill from there (metaphorically speaking). His eyes widened in shock when Kurt got to the part where Blaine had actually been dying and Kurt had used every drop of power in him to save him by healing the hole in his heart. By the time Kurt reached the part of the story that explained how his parents had arrived – thanks to him sending Blaines text – he was crying again but considering what hed just heard it that was understandable.

What could he even begin to say to Kurt to show his appreciation, or how truly utterly grateful he was. Just as he began to fret over how to do such a thing he got a sudden idea.

“Are you up for going to level one, Kurt?” Blaine asked.

In his surprise, Blaine watched as Kurts loving smile fade away and change into something that appeared to be... concern? Blaine frowned at Kurt in confusion, perhaps he was still too drained from the healing to manage it but if so, why didnt he just give Blaine a polite no? It didnt make any sense to Blaine, who suddenly realized Kurts reaction wasnt the only thing slightly off. He couldnt feel Kurts presence at all, not even a hint.

Even without Kurt being able to hear Blaines thoughts, he could apparently still tell what he was thinking. “Im afraid I cant, Blaine and the reason why will be covered in the next part of my story,” Kurt said.

“Theres more?” Blaine asked before he could stop himself. Hed just assumed that Kurt had been too drained of energy to find him until now.

“Oh, theres more... the reason I cant go to level one is because... Ive lost the ability to. Forever. After I healed you, Blaine, I held on as long as I could but I passed out and when I woke, I found myself bound and chained and surrounded in wall-to-wall light. Then, just as my senses were returning to me, Quinn appeared and explained how the angels had just managed to get to me before the demons did. She of course worded it so they sounded like my rescuers but it was clear to me they were anything but. Quinn had been sent to give one final attempt to have me join their side.”

“Of course I wasnt going to do anything like that and in my usual snarky way, I got pretty verbal with my reply comments. Understandably I was pissed as hell cause I just wanted to get out of there and go make sure you were safe Blaine, so I wasnt very cooperative. But I finally realized that antagonizing her would get me no where, so I changed tactics and offered them a deal,” Kurt explained.

“What sort of deal?”

“The sort where all of us: myself, the angels, demons and in a way you too -- would get what we wanted. I offered my cooperation for them to make me human, thus robbing me of my seemingly unlimited power and consequentially making me no longer a concern of theirs,” Kurt said.

Blaine could hardly believe it; that Kurt would sacrifice himself in such a way just so he could be with him. It was earth shaking and Blaine crumbled against Kurt in shock, resting his head upon his boyfriend's shoulder. Kurt smiled at Blaine, as if to tell him that everything would be all right without the need for words. He wrapped his arm around Blaines shoulder, kissed his forehead softly and whispered little sweet nothings into his ear. Kurts attempts to calm Blaine down were working but he still hardly knew how to react to the news. It made his own story about admitting his relationship to his family quite anticlimactic in comparison.

“I know this is a lot to take in right now Blaine, but I need to you know that I made the choice without a moments doubt. From the minute we confessed our love for one another, in the back of my mind I kept thinking how we could never have a normal life, or at least not forever. There would always be the fear of either side of my heritage, or both at once even, would catch up with me and ruin whatever life we managed to build together. So it was no question whether I could give up my powers to be rid of them once and for all.”

Blaine wanted to believe him, and he did, or nearly so and to become completely convinced, Blaine asked, “Are you sure?”

Kurt smiled at Blaine; pausing to press the side of his face against the top of his head. “Yes Blaine, Im am completely and whole-heartily sure. I want us to spend our lives together, and not just your life, but mine as well. I may only have one human life ahead of me now, but oh what a life it shall be. No pressure of course,” Kurt answered.

As Kurt had said earlier, it was a lot for Blaine to take in. He got the feeling it would take several more talks with Kurt to wrap his head around it but that could wait for the time being. What Blaine wanted most was the focus on the bright side of things and how Kurt had chosen to be with him and he was about to learn that Blaine had done the same thing – essentially.

“Do you think theyll leave you alone for good?” Blaine questioned.

“God I hope so. When Quinn and I parted ways she shook my hand and wished me luck. As for Santana, she appeared the second I touched ground again, yelled at me for being so fucking stupid and then she told me where you were before making a dramatic exit.”

“I owe them both a debt of gratitude then.”

Kurt snorted, “I wouldnt go that far, Blaine.”

They took another short pause to silently reflect on what Kurt had just shared as they lay together on the bed. Truth be told, Blaine would miss their emotional connection but losing it was a small price to pay in the end. At the time, Blaine had been too focused on confessing his feelings to Kurt -- and then the joy that he felt the same way -- to think about how Kurts dual heritage would complicate their lives.

“So what about you, Blaine? What had you looking so sad and alone when I first arrived?” Kurt gently coaxed.

Blaine smiled; it was so like Kurt to know when to use just enough humour to make things easier for him to share.

“I told my family about you, and who you really are to me,” Blaine said.

Kurts eyes widened slightly. “And how did that go?”

“As well as I though it would, which means horribly. The moment I said that you were my boyfriend and that I no longer wanted to be a priest... everything changed. Suddenly my parents concern for my well being turned to shock, disbelief, confusion and anger. My mom broke out hysterically crying and my dad... he... couldnt even look at me at first. Not until I told him a second time to make myself perfectly clear. Thats when he got angry and yelled, Havent you learned from your past mistakes, Blaine? How could you do this your mother and I? and stuff like that,” Blaine explained to Kurt, who squeezed Blaines hand when he took a quick pause.

“As you can probably imagine things got pretty intense... and no matter what I said to them, my mom and dad refused to listen to reason. They kept saying how I was confused and didnt know what I was saying and that I was relapsing, because of course being gay isnt a choice...” he said, choking back sad bitterness. “... its a disease that they so desperately wanted to cure me of.”

Blaine broke down crying as the painful memories came back and he was finally able to let out all of the hurt hed felt at the moment it had happened. He no longer needed to be strong to get through it all, because he had what he needed most: Kurt. Kurt was there beside him, hugging him, kissing his forehead as he cried his heart out. Kurt didnt try to coddle him either, or tell him that it all would be okay.

A short while later Blaine cried his last tear and he stopped himself from apologizing for breaking down, since he knew Kurt would tell him there was no need. Instead he kissed Kurt softly on the lips and let himself be gathered up in his boyfriends' loving embrace.

“Take as long as you need Blaine, we have all the time in the world,” Kurt said.

“Wow, I really, really needed that Kurt, so thank you for knowing me so well. At the time I managed to keep my emotions in check but on the inside, having them reject me like that... it really hurt... even when I knew it would was likely to happen.”

“Sometimes you can have all the time to prepare and it still doesnt make it any easier to live through.”

Blaine sighed, “Yeah... anyway, things fell apart pretty quick after that. Cooper tried his best to referee between us but it was no use. My dads ignorance wouldnt budge and my mom kept refusing to even admit what the truth of the situation was. The last thing my dad said to me, right before he was forcefully lead away by security... was that I was no longer his son.”

Kurts grip around Blaines shoulders tightened protectively. “Sounds like weve both been through quite the ordeal today,” he said.

The lingering effects of his parent's rejection were so severe that he was sure would remain for years to come. But what made it all bearable was how Blaine could finally start loving himself for who he was, in spite of his parent's inability to. He refused to let anyone dictate how he should live his life or whom he had the right to love. Blaine was gay, but he was so much more than the sum of his sexual orientation, just like everyone else in the world.

“Think this means well get a break finally?” Blaine asked.

Kurt groaned, “Fuck I hope so, because we sure deserve one.”

“So what happens next?”

“I was hoping we could take a nap before anything else,” Kurt said, letting out a long yawn.

Blaine knew Kurt was just teasing him, so he simply rolled his eyes in response. “I meant over-all Kurt, suddenly my life is no longer mapped out in front of me. I have no idea what to do with myself or where to go. Its all up in the air,” Blaine explained.

“Amazingly enough, I might have something for you there, Blaine. I was just about to relocate to New York and while those plans have obviously have changed now that were together. From my experiences with the city, wed both do well there. I think it would be perfect town for us to start a new chapter of our lives, one where we are finally together.”

There was no need to for Blaine to agonize over the decision, because he already knew he wanted to go. He sat up on the bed and turned around so he could kiss Kurt softly.

“Lets do it, lets move to New York,” Blaine said excitedly.

“All right then, its decided!” Kurt chimed. “So... about that nap I mentioned before...”

Blaine choked back a laugh and replied, “Sure.”

As soon as Blaine and Kurt settled down to rest, their bodies need for sleep soon took over and they quickly dozed off. Blaine was the first to wake, but not because hed gotten more sleep out of the two of them, but from someone gently calling his name.

“Mr. Anderson,” a pleasant sounding female voice repeated.

Blaines eyes fluttered opened to see his assigned nurse standing over him. At the sight of her he fully awoke and he would have sat up, if it werent for Kurt, who was draped over his chest and looked too peaceful to disturb.

“Hi, yes, sorry. Im awake,” Blaine muttered groggily.

“Youre being released from the hospital with a clean bill of health, so youre free to go when youre ready,” the nurse informed him.

Blaine smiled at her bashfully. He thanked her for letting him know and told her they would head off in a moment. Once she left to continue on with her duties, Blaine gently shook Kurt to wake him. “Kurt, its time to get up.”

“Hmm?” Kurt mumbled.

“Im allowed to go now,” Blaine said.

Kurt yawned as Blaine helped him sit up on the bed. “Oh, good.”

“Ill just go get changed and we can head off. Wait for me here; I wont be long,” Blaine quickly explained, giving Kurt a quick peck on the lips before scurrying off.

Kurt smiled lovingly at Blaine as he watched him go and once he was alone, he swung his legs over the bed and in preparation to leave. He didnt stand though, instead he just let his feet hang as he brought his hands up in front of his face. It was strange but he didnt feel that different now that he was human. He knew better than to expect that hed adapt to the changes so easily but at least there was no lingering aftershock. Kurt wasnt about to morn the power he had lost, or his wings, or even his connection with Blaine. None of that mattered to him – well except the third one -- and if giving up that meant that he didnt have to run anymore, it was worth it.

Blaine stepped back into the room dressed in the outfit that Kurt had picked out for him that morning, and the two smiled at one another flirtatiously.

“So I know were all ready to head off to New York, but theres still a few loose ends to tie up here Im afraid,” Blaine said.

Kurt smiled at him affectionately. “Such as?”

“I need to get my stuff which originally was packed up in my parents rental car. Cooper managed to save it from my dads wrath. The school's holding it for me until I come and claim it.”

“Oh, well thats fine Blaine, I still have to deal with packing my apartment up anyway.”

“Did you ever plan to?” Blaine said teasingly.

Kurt rolled his eyes and muttered, “I was gonna get to it... eventually, as soon as I found an apartment in New York.”

Blaine offered his hand to Kurt, who took it and the young couple walked together hand in hand out of the hospital room. They were too focused on each other to even notice if anyone was reacting to their harmless PDA. Kurt for one had never cared about what others thought about his life in general so that wasnt a big difference for him. But Blaine, who had often nervously looked around whenever he and Kurt were outside together, now he had definitely changed. He seemed more confident and seeing him like this filled Kurt with a lovely warmth.

They chatted together about what they should do when it came to preparing for their impending move to the Big Apple, and things quickly turned flirtatious.

While the future was still unknown, their world seemed a whole lot brighter and despite their many struggles in reaching this point – they had gotten each other out of it and in Kurts opinion, that was far better than a pair of wings.