And just as he suspected, Will Schuster stood in between the tables, sweeping up the floor and turning chairs upright.

"Excuse me?" He cleared his throat.

"Sorry, but we're not open for a few more hours." Schue looked up, surprised. "Oh. Hey Kurt. How's Mr. and Mrs. Finn Hudson?"

Kurt smiled. "Perfect, as ever. Carelessly enjoying their honeymoon."

"Well, that's great. They make a lovely couple. So, what can I do you for?"

Kurt clapped his hands, biting his lip softly. "Well, Rachel mentioned something about you needed an opening act, and I was wondering if that position had been filled."

"Well, it just so happens we are looking for one, and though many have tried out, I just haven't found the right voice yet. But please, feel free to sign up for an audition."

"Perfect. Now alright?"

Schue looked at his watch. "Now seems like an alright time. If you wanna check out some songs, I can hook up the karaoke machine."

Kurt raised a hand, shushing him. "No need. I got one handy. "Black Bird" by the Beatles."

Schue raised a brow, laughing joyfully. "Well then, the stage is yours."

Handing Schue the CD, Kurt walked upon the small stage, stopping in the middle. It was the first time he step foot on a stage since his last performance at CO's. Waiting for music to start, Kurt turned, and just like that, he was in front of the crowd, and he sang his heart out.

And for the first time since the accident, other than in Blaine's arms, Kurt found where he was meant to be.