19 years later

Blaine

The sound of a news bulletin filled the room and slowly but surely brought me out of my comatose state. Pulling myself up into a sitting position I took in my darker surroundings.
I loved our apartment, it was the only place that was truly ours, when we were kids we thought the Lima bean was our place. I think after...well you know, I don't think anywhere felt like home anymore, because to me I had no home if she wasn't there.
She'd have been sixteen just over a week ago. I wonder if they made her a cake? I try not to think about her as much as I should, as bad a person that makes me it gets too hard.
When we gave her up it was like the colour was drained out of the world. Kurt didn't speak for weeks, Burt had to practically force feed him half the time and he could barely look at me.
All I could think was that he blamed me, in some ways I guess I blamed myself as well if I had never met Kurt this wouldn't have happened. Eventually we did speak. Kurt just collapsed, he felt so guilty like this was his entire fault. That still baffles me; he thought he did this if anything this was my fault.
If I'd have just left him alone he'd probably be with Rachel in the Vivian Beamount right now rehearsing for an amazing Broadway production of grease or wicked. But here he was standing in front of a TV screen catching up on the daily news in our cosy apartment along the outskirts of midtown.
Glancing at the alarm clock on the glossy black table I realised it was only four in the morning. What was Kurt doing up?
Practically dragging myself out from under the sheets, I set my bare feet on the plush carpet and started to shuffle slowly towards the living room.
I tried not to gasp as the light from the black chandelier practically blinded me and kept moving forwards to my Husband. Our wedding was amazing it was one of the greatest days of my life.
It's also the most expensive thing I've ever paid for considering we had to get all our family and friends down to Canada, but my god it was worth it to see Kurt that day, he looked absolutely breath taking and he was mine. That was the best part.

Third person no-one's POV
"Kurt?" Blaine queried, sleep evident in his voice. No reply
"Babe what's going on?" Still the room was silent except for the murmur of the television
Kurt stood staring at the screen silent tears rolling down his porcelain cheeks.
"Kurt? What is it? What's wrong?"
Kurt sniffed loudly "Blaine just shut up and look will you?"
Immediately Blaine turned to face the same thing as Kurt, the flat screen.
At the bottom of the screen in bold white lettering were the words
'Gay marriage legalized in New York'
Blaine rocked slightly on his feet and ended up catching himself on the couch arm.
"Wow...I mean...like wow" he practically mouthed the words they were that quiet.
Suddenly it dawned on him, the world was accepting him...he and Kurt really were being accepted.
But a new law wouldn't go to stop the haters. There already was a law to try and stop them and it didn't stop them 19 years ago so why would it stop them now. It still wasn't safe...was it?

"Blaine?" Kurt spoke cautiously "Do you... I mean , it's safe now right...we could go"
"No Kurt" he opened his mouth to object but I stopped him " I know exactly what you're going to say and the answer is no"
"But-"
"No okay! The world didn't just change magically overnight, people still hate us and I'm not risking it!"
Kurt's face suddenly flashed with anger
"BLAINE IT HAS BEEN NEARLY TWENTY YEARS! SEVENTEEN OF THOSE YEARS WE HAVE HAD NO DEATH THREATS, NO VERBAL ABUSE NOTHING!"
His sudden burst of anger had shocked me to my core and I had never felt more compelled to listen to him. Kurt took a deep breath and started again
"Look Blaine, ok so the world hasn't changed overnight but it has changed over the past ten or fifteen years, we both know that. I mean don't you... don't you want to meet her?"
That was a low blow, Kurt knew Blaine would give anything to see her again, anything it's just not safe.
"Stop it Kurt please oks? You know for a fact id kill to see her face again to know she's happy and safe"
Kurt visibly softened at this and started to cautiously move forward
"well don't you see ? Now's our chance, we could track her down and we could meet her, speak to her, how amazing would that be?"
Blaine scoffed loudly "oh yeah great plan, we'll just walk up to a complete stranger who may or may not be our and just be like 'oh hey I'm Blaine, this is Kurt and were your biological parents!"
Kurt stepped back hurt by Blaine's sarcastic remark and plastered a hard mask upon his features.
"Look! I'm going to find my daughter if it's the last thing I do, so your either in or you're out"
Kurt turned back towards the bedroom before stopping at the doorway " I'm leaving at 10 let me know by then".
And with that Kurt left the room.