After Gabrielle's birthday, Easter was upon them and they flew to Lima for a couple of Days, Finn spending much more time with Gabby than Kurt would have liked but his whole family fell in love with her. On Easter Sunday they met up with Blaine's parents (After his parents went to church) and the Andersons met Gabby. AS soon as Blaine's father saw her they could tell he had fallen in love with her. She spent most of the day on his lap and playing with her grandfather, both sides of the family musing about how much she looked like them. They flew Back to New York on Monday and life ran as usual until it was the day that Kurt left for Milan with Rhonda.

Blaine sits cross-legged on the bed, Gabrielle in his lap as he watches Kurt pack the last of his things. "We're going to miss you, Kurt.." He whispers.

Kurt stops packing and looks at his little family. "I'm going to miss you guys too…But it's only for a week and a half, and I'll call every night to talk to you and Gabby.. I'm not sure how the time zones work up there but.. I'll let you know when you should expect my calls." Kurt said before continuing to pack.

"Is your iPod charged?" Blaine asked. He knew how Kurt got on planes. He hated that Kurt had to go alone.

"It is.." Kurt said, pointing to his carry on. "Ugh I'm so nervous…Rhonda's gonna meet me at the airport in Italy.." He said, his voice shaking.

"I wish I could go with you. At least on the plane..."

"I know..Me too..But...I think I'll be okay.." He sighed, pushing down on his suitcase and struggling to zip it up.

Blaine sets a sleepy Gabby on the bed and gets up to help his husband. Once the bag is zipped, he pulls Kurt close. "Call me as soon as you land."

"I promise.." Kurt says, clutching to Blaine, trying not to cry.

"You ready to go?" Blaine asks hesitantly.

Kurt sits there a moment, holding Blaine close. "Yeah.." He finally said, releasing his husband and lugging his suitcase off of the bed along with his carry-on.

"You want to hold Gabby? I'll take your bags." Blaine says softly.

"If you don't mind.." Kurt says quietly.

"I don't mind at all." Blaine grabs Kurt's bags while Kurt reaches down to get their daughter.

Kurt picks Gabrielle up and kisses her head softly. "Daddy's gonna miss you.." Kurt whispered into his daughter's hair as they left the apartment.

They get into Blaine's car and get ready to go. Kurt holds Gabby against his chest in the front seat. Blaine looks over at his family before starting the car.

Kurt was going to miss them so much, but he was going to Milan! The fashion capital of the world! He would get the chance to meet some of the biggest names in fashion. But it still hurt like hell to be leaving his family.

They drive in a comfortable silence. When they get to the airport, Blaine grabs Kurt's suitcase out of the back and they walk through the doors. Blaine waits for Kurt to check his luggage and get his boarding pass. Kurt walks back over to them. Blaine promised himself he wouldn't cry, but the damn tears stung in his eyes.

They walk over by the security gate and Kurt kisses Gabrielle's head and cheeks and nose before giving her one final kiss. "Daddy's gonna miss you baby girl.." He said softly. Kurt looks at Blaine before wrapping his hands around his husband's neck, kissing him deeply.

Blaine kisses Kurt back, not wanting to let go. Kurt unwillingly pulls away and the tears pour from Blaine's eyes.

"I love you.." Kurt says, planting small kisses on Blaine's lips. "I love you..I'll miss you so much..I love you." He said as the tears spilled down his cheeks as well.

"I love you too, Kurt. So much, baby. I miss you already..." Blaine says through the tears. "Don't hesitate to call if you need anything..."

"I won't..I promise..." Kurt didn't want to go but he knew he had to.. He gave Blaine one deep, passionate final kiss before they exchanged 'I love you's’ once more. He grabbed Blaine's hand and let it slip out of his as he walked away to go through the security gate.

Blaine stands motionless, watching Kurt until he's gone. 'It's only a week and a half.' He reminds himself. He turns around and walks back to the car, clutching Gabrielle close.

Kurt goes through security silently. He should be exited but he and Blaine have never been separated this long. Even when he was working long crazy times, he was still coming home to sleep with his husband. This was different. Blaine was going to be hundreds of miles away.

Blaine walks to the car with Gabby. Before they get to the car Gabrielle puts her hand on Blaine's cheek and gives him a kiss. He starts to tear up. "I love you, baby girl. You're right...He'll be back soon...."

It was the longest flight of Kurt's life, even with Blaine's voice gently humming through his ear buds, at least until his iPod died. He reached Italy at about 3:00 pm, in Italian time; landing was hell because he was scared out of his mind with no one there to comfort him but an obese sleeping man with Cheetos powder smeared on his face. He got off of the plane, shaken and looking for Rhonda.

Blaine had taken the day off, knowing he'd be emotional. He takes Gabby home and they curl up in the bed. When they wake up, Blaine lets Gabrielle help him make breakfast. Blaine changes into sweats and a t-shirt. They lie on the couch watching Disney movies and waiting for Kurt to call.

Kurt finds Rhonda and they go to their hotel. The Four Seasons! God, it was beautiful! Kurt finds out that Rhonda booked him his own room for her own "personal space reasons", but they were right across the hall from each other in case she needed him. He was busy on his Blackberry and PDA when he slipped into the room, almost forgetting to look up and see how beautiful it was. He collapsed on the amazing bed, casting his electronics to a chair and pulling out his personal cellphone, quickly dialing Blaine’s number.

They're lying on the couch when Blaine's phone rings. He jumps up when he sees that it's Kurt. "Hey, baby! How are you? Are you okay? How was the flight? What's it like there? We miss you!" He says in a rush.

Kurt smiles, rolling over on his back and staring at the ceiling. "Um...I'm tired, but I am okay, the flight was fine until my iPod died, it's beautiful, and I miss you guys too!" He said smiling.

"I'm glad you're okay and safe. Gabby did the sweetest thing as we walked to the car. She saw my tears, put her little hands on my face and kissed me. She just looked at me in a way that said 'he'll be back soon'..." Blaine says, smiling at the memory.

Kurt smiled, tearing up at Blaine's words. "She's right...I'll be home before you know it baby..." Kurt said softly into the phone.

"I know. I can't wait. The apartment is so empty without you. But I can't wait to hear all about Italy!" Blaine said, getting excited at the end.

"God, Blaine I wish you could see it, it's absolutely fabulous here.." He said, standing and walking around the room aimlessly.

"Me too. Maybe you can take me someday..." Blaine says smiling.

"I would love to.." He says smiling. "Guess who I'm arranging a meeting with for Rhonda tomorrow..." He said, trying to contain his excitement.

"Who?"

"Giorgio Armani!" He squealed, "And she said I could come as long as I promised not to maul him or anything." He giggled.

"Oh my God!" Blaine almost yells. "I guess you better behave yourself," he says laughing.

"Ugh! I know, but I think I might die before I even see him." Kurt laughed.

"You'll do great, baby," Blaine assures him.

They talk for a few more hours before they got to the. "No you hang up." Stage, in which Blaine actually accidentally hang up but rapidly called back. Several 'I love you's’ were exchanged before they finally got off of the phone. Kurt feeling alone in the large hotel room and in the big empty bed.

Blaine sinks back into the couch, holding Gabrielle close. This week was going to be hard. But at least he wasn't completely alone.

Kurt Anderson's time in Milan was an adventure, most of the time his eyes were glued to his iPod as he trailed behind Rhonda, reminding her where to go and when. Who would be there and what not to talk about with whom. They actually grew closer over the trip and they both grew a mutual respecting friendship. Kurt's stern stubbornness to make sure she did everything exactly as planned, only increased her respect for him with every snarky remark. Finally the last night of the trip was upon them and he and Rhonda sipped wine at a little outdoor cafe. It was seven at night which meant it was about noon for Blaine. And he decided he should call but before he could, Rhonda snatched his phone out of his hands.
"Rhonda!" Kurt scolded.

"Yes?" She asks, smirking at him.

"I have to call Blaine!" He said, trying to grab his phone from her hands.

"Kurt. It's one night. You will be home tomorrow night. I'm taking your phone and you are going to enjoy your last night here." She says, setting his phone in her purse. "He will be okay for one night."

Kurt kneaded his eyebrows as Rhonda slipped his phone into her bag. "But.."

"No buts. Now drink up! We have plans tonight." She says, winking at Kurt.

Kurt rolls his eyes, "Okay, but if I get in trouble for this I'm blaming you.." He said, eying her before finishing his glass of wine.

"Fine with me," She says, smiling.

They finish their wine before Rhonda has their driver lead them to a club, they step out and Kurt looks at his boss. "No, no, no...Rhonda...I can't drink.." He said, holding his hands out in front of him.

"Kurt, it's your last night. We aren't working. We leave tomorrow. You're drinking with me!" Rhonda says, pulling him into the club.

Kurt knows he shouldn't but he ends up drinking with Rhonda, all these weird Italian drinks, and some from the night of his birthday. He's pretty much trashed a couple hours later when a tall, tan, very good looking Italian guy comes up dancing behind him.

"Ciao bellissimo!" the tall guy says in Kurt's ear as he grinds behind him.

Kurt looks back at the taller guy. "I'm sorry...I...I can't remember any Italian right now for the life of me.." Kurt slurs.

He smiles down at Kurt. "I said hello gorgeous!"

"Oh!" Kurt says in a snorting laugh. "Hi!"

"What? You don't believe me?" He says in a super sexy accent. "You are! What's your name?"

"Kurt!" He calls over the music, turning to face him. "And you are?" He asks, wrapping his arms around the taller man's shoulders. Blaine wouldn't mind him dancing with one guy would he?

He smiles down at Kurt. "I'm Aemiliano. It's very nice to meet you, Kurt. What are you doing here in Italy?"

Kurt smiles up at him. "Work...it's my last night here with my…Rhonda...my boss I mean." He laughs.

"You know, I can show you a good time for your last night. If you'd like, I mean. Trust me, you won't regret it." He says, dancing closer to Kurt.

Kurt raises his eyebrows. "I'm married." He said, clumsily holding up his hand and pointing to his ring.

"I meant showing you around? Letting you see the best of the city? But if you don't want to, that's fine." he says, starting to turn away. He knew this would make Kurt feel guilty and pull him back in.

And he did, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him back. "No, I'm sorry, I didn't know that's what…you meant.. I'm sorry I just...I don't know..." he said, laughing at the end of his sentence.

Aemiliano gently put his hands on Kurt's hips. "It's okay. I understand. You don't want to hurt your husband. I just thought since you're leaving you might want to get one last experience..."

Kurt smiled; he didn't really get that much of a chance to look around the city when he was with Rhonda. "Okay.." He said.

Ameiliano takes Kurt to the bar and buys him a drink. They leave the club and hop on his moped. He takes Kurt to all of his favorite places to be at night. They arrive at a beach and walk onto the sand. It's so peaceful. Ameiliano is sure he can make Kurt forget all about his little husband back home.

Kurt stumbles a bit it the sand, clutching onto Aemiliano, to keep his balance. "This is sooooo....pretttyy..." he sighs.

"You should've seen it during the day. The water is a beautiful deep blue, like your eyes." he says, holding Kurt up by his waist.

"You're sweet." Kurt says smiling drunkenly.

Aemiliano finds a spot for them to sit. He pats the space next to him, motioning for Kurt to join him.

Kurt sits down next to him. It's peaceful out here, even though he's pretty positive he won't remember any of this tomorrow, it was still nice.

"Have you enjoyed your stay here?" Aemiliano asks, trying to sound more like a friend.

"I have...it was sooo amazing." Kurt drawled. "Even though it was mostly work." He sighed, his head felt so heavy. He laid it on Aemiliano's shoulder.

Ameiliano wraps his arm around Kurt. "I'm glad you had a good time. You should come back. I could show you around more."

"Blaine wants to come too...He said he wanted to come with me next time." Kurt said, happily.

Blaine. Who has a name like that? "What's he like? He's got to be something to get your attention." Aemiliano says, winking.

Kurt giggles, "He's so amazing...he's so loving and just...great...he's funny and he can sing and he's great with kids.." Kurt slurs smiling.

"He sounds great..." Fuck. So they have a kid? Or he's just good with them in general. "There's one more place I want to show you..."

"Where?" Kurt asks, tilting his head up to look at the tanned man.

"It's a surprise. But it is amazing!" Aemiliano says, standing up and taking Kurt's hand.

Kurt smiles and stands up, stumbling a bit and following Aemiliano.

He gets a firm grip around Kurt's waist as they walk back to his moped. Kurt hops on the back, hugging Aemiliano tightly. They drive for a few blocks and pull up to a beautiful condo.

"Oh wow.." Kurt marvels, staring up at the beautiful building as. Aemiliano helped him off of the moped.

"Just wait..." Aemiliano says, leading Kurt into the building. They get in the elevator and ride to the very top floor. His floor. The elevator opens. "What do you think?"

Kurt looks around the beautiful building. "Oh god it’s gorgeous..." He slurs as Aemiliano leads him into the main room, keeping a firm grip on Kurt's waist as he slightly stumbles.

"Can I get you a drink?" He asks evenly.

Kurt nods smiling at Ameiliano as he sits down on the sofa, "Oh my god...this sofa.." He breathes out, sinking into it. It was so soft.

He smiles to himself. He makes Kurt and drink and sits next to him. "Red Bull Vodka? You look like someone who would enjoy those.."

"Oh my god yes! Thank yooou.." Kurt says smiling and taking the drink, he drinks it quickly. Whoa, there was a lot more vodka in here than back in the states. He shivers a bit, smiling at the burn.

"I have plenty. Make yourself at home," Aemiliano says, smiling widely.

Kurt smiles at him. He was so nice. They sit on the couch, talking for a bit and Aemiliano makes him a drink every time his glass is empty. Kurt can't even see straight any more. He laughs hysterically at a joke that Aemiliano makes. "You're so funny.." Kurt says smiling, swaying in his seat.

Aemiliano laughs. "Well there's only a few more hours of your last night here. Is there anything you'd like to do?" he saying, inching closer.

"It is my last night! Oh my God, Rhonda's probably freaking out. She has my phone!" He explained, looking at the Italian man.

"Shhh..." Ameiliano says. "Call her from my phone. Tell her I'll take you to the airport tomorrow. It's no trouble at all."

"Oh my God, you are so sweet." Kurt says smiling. "She's problee asleep now...though." Kurt drawls.

Aemiliano stares down at Kurt's beautiful drunken lips. "I really don't mind. And I'd rather you not be alone when you've had this much to drink. You haven't been here long enough to know your way around. You can take my bed. I... I'll sleep on the couch...."

"No! Nonono...You can come in the bed with me! Oh God. I would feeeel soooo bad if I knew you were just out on here..." Kurt said. Aemiliano had been so kind to him all evening, he couldn't make him sleep all alone on the couch.

"Are-Are you sure? I don't want you to be uncomfortable..." Ameiliano asks, looking away to hide his grin.

"No, because you.." he said, pointing at Aemiliano. "Are. So. Nice.." He giggled.

"You're sweet," Aemiliano says, taking Kurt's hand. He gives a convincible fake yawn. "I think I'm going to lay down now. You can wait up if you're not ready.."

"No...I think I need to lie down...tooo." Kurt said, standing. He swayed as he felt the blood rush to his head.

Ameiliano grabs a hold of Kurt and leads him to his bedroom. He slowly starts to take off his clothes and climbs into bed. "This doesn't freak you out does it?" He asks, pointing to his naked body and the way the light from the moon cast shadows over his perfectly defined muscles.

"No! Of course not, you have been SO.NICE, all night Aemilianooo.." Kurt sighed, removing his jacket and shoes before lying down under the thick blankets in the dark room, too lazy to take off any more of his clothes.

"It's my pleasure..." he says, sliding closer to Kurt.

"Mmm..you're so warm.." Kurt sighs as Ameiliano wraps his arms around him.

"Are you cold?" His voice filled with fake concern. "I can get you another blanket..."

"No...you can just stay there…you're like…a blanket." Kurt giggles drunkenly.

Ameiliano presses his body to Kurt's. "Is this better?"

"Mhmm.." Kurt sighs, closing his eyes.

He rests his head against Kurt's neck, giving him a slight kiss.

Kurt gasps..."A-Aemiliano..."

"Yes, Kurt?" He whispers hotly.

"I...I.." Kurt couldn't think, between the alcohol and the body heat the other man was giving off, his head was so fuzzy.

Ameiliano move his lips to Kurt's ear. "You are so beautiful, Kurt.."

Kurt gasps, clutching to the Italian man's arm. No, no…this was wrong...he knew it was, but his body wouldn't listen to him.

Ameiliano sucks Kurt's lobe into his mouth as he lightly nibbles.

Kurt lets out a light moan. God, why couldn't he move? He wasn't being held down, he just couldn't. His body was responding in the exact opposite way he wanted it to. He pulled Aemiliano closer.

Aemiliano pulls Kurt around, his face an inch from Kurt's lips, his breath lingering between the two of them. Aemiliano stares at Kurt with lust-blown eyes.

Kurt pants staring at him, he was so confused, why did he feel this way?

Aemiliano moves a tiny bit forward. He wanted Kurt to move in. To give him the okay. He trails his fingertips over Kurt's sides.

Kurt slowly slid forward connecting their lips, moaning lightly.

Aemiliano wraps his naked body around Kurt, pulling him closer as she sighs into the kiss.

Kurt moans as he feels Aemiliano pull him closer. His body was completely ignoring his head and every nerve in his brain was screaming for him to stop.

Aemiliano slides his hands down, slipping under the hem of Kurt's shirt.

Kurt whine's against Aemiliano's lips, they tasted so different than what he was used to. He felt his tongue slide over his lips and Kurt opened his mouth, allowing him entry.

Aemiliano slips his tongue into Kurt's mouth. God, he was so delicious! He grabs Kurt's hands, setting the on his own ass.

Kurt squeezes hard, pulling the man close and feeling his hard cock against his thigh. God, this was wrong. He knew it was wrong but why couldn't he stop himself?

Aemiliano moans against Kurt's lips. "Fuuuuck..."

Kurt gasps at the unfamiliar sound as Aemiliano slips off his shirt and begins to unbutton his pants.

Aemiliano slips Kurt's pants off, then his briefs. He stares down at Kurt. "Merda, Kurt!" he moans.(Merda is ‘Shit’ in Italian.)

Kurt moans at the words as Aemiliano admires his cock.

"Sei molto bello!" He exclaims. He leans down to kiss Kurt's slender stomach.
(“You are very handsome!”)

Kurt whines, God, that was sexy. Wait, NO! No, it wasn't.

Ameiliano kisses back up to Kurt's lips. His accent gets thicker as his voice deepens. "What do you want, Kurt?"

"No…don't...don't make me ask please...please...just...just do it…" Kurt gasped. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he asked to be fucked by someone who wasn't Blaine.

He kisses his way back down Kurt's stomach, the moonlight glistening on his pale skin. Aemiliano kisses further down until he reaches Kurt's thighs

Kurt whines, his hips arching up as he felt the Italian's lips on his thighs.

Aemiliano spreads Kurt's legs wide, slipping his tongue over his wanton hole.

"Oh God! Kurt moans, lifting his hips up and giving Aemiliano better access.

"Ah si! Oh dio mia!" He moans against Kurt, slipping his tongue in deep.
(“Oh yeah! Oh my god!”)

Kurt practically screams as he feels Aemiliano's tounge work inside him. "Oh fuck...Oh fuck!"

Aemiliano sucks his fingers into his mouth, slicking them up. He slowly presses on into Kurt, working himself in and out before adding another.

Kurt is shaking, god it was so much, it was so new, but he couldn't stop himself, no matter how much he wanted to…

Aemiliano watches Kurt as he slides his fingers out. He grabs a little bottle of KY Intrigue from his bedside table and slicks up his throbbing cock.

Kurt watches the man above him. This was it, he could leave now...it could be over... But he didn't move.

He looks down at Kurt as he slowly presses into him. Aemiliano throws his head back as he enters the tight heat.

Kurt moans loudly at the stretch. Aemiliano was so big, God..

He slides in slowly until he's completely entered. Aemiliano gives Kurt a minute to get used to the stretch before he slowly starts to thrust in and out.

Kurt gasps loudly as he starts to thrust. "Oh God...Fuck…" Kurt moans, clawing down Aemiliano's back.

Aemiliano leans down, nipping at Kurt's collar bone as he speeds up.

Kurt pulls himself closer to the taller man as he hits that spot inside of him. "Shit!"

"Fuck, Kurt!" Aemiliano moans loudly. "You're so fucking sexy!"

Kurt screams, tightening himself around Aemiliano's cock.

"Kurt...I...I'm going....to cum...." He pants loudly, thrusting harder.

Kurt moaned. "Me…me too..." He wanted Ameiliano to pull out, but he kept hitting that spot and God, it felt too good.

Aemiliano give a few more quick thrusts, screaming as he cums deep inside of Kurt.

Kurt screamed as he felt Aemiliano fill him, quickly cumming afterwards, his head swimming in alcohol and heat, and post orgasm haze as he clutched to the other man, panting heavily.

Aemiliano carefully pulls out and lays next to Kurt, panting loudly. "Fuck..."

Kurt can't speak, he immediately feels disgusting as he rolls over on his side, curling in on himself.

Aemiliano sees Kurt pull away. "Kurt..." he whispers, moving next to him. “Are you okay?"

"I'm fine...just…tired..." He lies.

Aemiliano kisses Kurt's neck. "Sleep tight...I'll wake you in the morning..."

Kurt cringes at the touch and curls up tighter. It takes him hours to finally fall asleep but he eventually does.

The time that Kurt's gone seems to take forever. He goes through his normal schedule. Taking Gabby to Mia, going to work, picking up his daughter, heading home, cooking and waiting for Kurt’s phone call. He makes sure to call everyday like he promised. Until the day before he comes home. Blaine sits in the living room staring at his phone while Gabrielle watches cartoons. Hour by hour goes by and he doesn't hear a thing. He finally picks up his phone and dials Kurt’s number. But his phone is shut off. Blaine starts to worry. Where is Kurt? Why hasn't he called? Is he okay? Did something happen? All these questions fill Blaine's mind as he sits and waits.

Kurt wakes up the next morning. He wonders where he is until all of the memories from the previous night fly back to him. He turns over and Aemiliano is still asleep as he slips out of the bed and gathers his clothes. He dresses quickly, tears falling from his eyes as he rushes out of the condo. He can't believe what he did, he hated himself. He was disgusting. He ran outside. The sun was rising and he just began walking. He didn't really have anywhere in particular to go until he reached a pay phone. He still had some European change in his bag and he dug it out, slipping it into the phone and frantically dialing Rhonda's number.

Rhonda answers her phone quickly. "Hello? Kurt? Is that you?"

"Rhonda.." Kurt whimpers before he starts sobbing.

"Kurt?" She says frantically. "What's wrong? Where are you? I'll come get you..."

"I'm by the beach...by a building...just please...please come get me...please.." Kurt sobs, clutching the phone with both hands.

"Go to the little souvenir shop right down the road. I'll be there in a few minutes." She says, grabbing her keys.

Kurt hangs up before walking down the road, he found the little gift shop Rhonda was talking about and sat on the sidewalk outside, leaning back against the building with his face buried in his hands. "I'm so sorry Blaine...I'm so sorry.." he whispered.

Rhonda rushes down to the beach. She quickly parks her car and runs over to Kurt. "Kurt! What's wrong? What happened, honey?"

Kurt looks up at her with red eyes and stands, running to her and hugging her tightly, sobbing into her shoulder.

"Shh....It's okay, Kurt. I'm here..." She says, rubbing small circles on his back. "Come back the car and we can talk."

Kurt follows her to the car and sits in the passenger seat. He saw himself in the mirror, he looked like he's been jumped with the dark circles under his eyes, his clothes were everywhere and his hair was sticking out in every direction.

Rhonda takes Kurt's hand. "What happened?”

He looks at her, unable to even say it. He choked on his sobs for a moment before composing himself long enough to get it out. "Rhonda...I...slept with someone last night.." He said softly.

Shock covers her face. "What? How?"

"I met him...in…in the club and we went back to his place...and..." He started crying again, completely ashamed of himself.

Rhonda pulls Kurt in for a hug. "It's okay, Kurt. You'll get through this. I'll help you. It's going to be alright..."

"No...No, it won't.. I'm married Rhonda. What am I going to tell Blaine?" He sobbed into her shoulder.

"Kurt...You have to tell him. And I'm going to be brutally honest with you. It's going to hurt him. But he loves you. I've never seen a love like what the two of you have. He's going to get upset. But he'll still be there," She says, trying to reassure him.

Kurt just holds her close, sobbing. "H-he's going to hate me.." Kurt gasped.

"No," She says quietly. "He will hate what you did. But he will not hate you. You're his life, Kurt."

Kurt clutches her closer, crying harder.

"I know it hurts. But you will get through this. But you have to tell him. I think you should call him and let him know. Before you leave here. Give him time to himself. Let him calm down before you get there." She says softly.

He looks up at her, his sobs slowing. "I can't tell him Rhonda, it will kill me…But I can't lie to him either.."

"You know it will be worse if you don't tell him. You will start getting paranoid. Then eventually he will find out and it will be so much worse for not telling him."

"I know.." he said, sitting back in his seat and staring out of the windshield. "I have to tell him..."

"I'm so sorry, Kurt. I should've listened to you last night.." She says, looking at the pain in his face.

"I don't blame you..." Kurt said softly. "Everything that happened was by my choice...it was my fault.."

Rhonda smiles weakly, squeezing Kurt's hand. "Let's go back to the hotel. I'll help you pack while you call Blaine. Then we'll fly home. I will be there for you no matter what happens, Kurt. I promise."

Kurt looks at Rhonda and smiles at her slightly. "Thank you..." He whispered.

"No problem, Kurt. I mean, I know I'm your boss and all. But in all honesty, you're the only one I actually like." She gives a little laugh. "You can always come to me."

Kurt gives a small chuckle and grabs her hand, lacing their fingers together.

She continues to hold his hand as she drives them back to their hotel. They take the elevator and walk into Kurt's room. "Do you want me to leave while you talk to him?"

“If you don't mind.." he said, nervously turning the phone in his hands. It had to be about three or four in the morning for Blaine but he had to call him now.

"I'll be in my room if you need me," She says, turning to walk out.

Kurt sits on the edge of his bed and stares at the phone. He goes to Blaine's number and stares at it a moment before clicking it and raising the phone to his ear. He ran a hand through his hair and took a shaky breath as he heard the drone of the ringing.

Blaine is still sitting on the couch waiting. Finally his phone rings. He sees Kurt's picture pop up on the screen. Blaine quickly answers. "Kurt?! Where have you been? Are you okay? Why didn't you call?"

"Hey.." Is all he can say as he tries not to break down.

"Kurt...What's wrong? I've been worried sick..."

"I know...Rhonda had my phone.." Kurt said softly. "I'm sorry.."

"You're okay though, right? I was so scared something had happened to you.." Blaine asks.

"I'm fine.." Kurt said shakily. He didn't know how to tell him.

Blaine sighs. "Kurt...What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything. I won't get all mad and start yelling. Do you have to stay longer or something?"

"No…I'm still gonna be home with you today...I just...I have to tell you something.." Kurt said whispering at the end and trying not to cry.

"Tell me, Kurt...You're starting to scare me..."

"Blaine...I..." He felt a lump form in his throat. "I had...sex...with someone last night.."

Blaine swallows loudly. "What?" He whispers.

"I'm so...so sorry.." Kurt gasps, starting to cry.

Blaine falls limp against the couch. He feels as if his bones have left his body. His heart broke. He couldn't speak.

"Blaine?..."

"I...I'm...here..." His voice is barely a whisper.

"I'm so sorry..." Kurt says, his voice shaking.

Blaine is quiet for a moment. "I...I don't know what to say..."

Kurt just puts his hand over his mouth and sobs quietly.

The longer Blaine keeps quiet, the more rage flows through him. He stands up, walking to the kitchen to get some water. He holds the glass in his hand, staring at it. He's so furious, he doesn't remember how or why, but the next thing he knows is there's a loud crash and glass everywhere.

Kurt flinches at the smash. "Blaine?" He whimpers.

"What?!" he whispers harshly.

Kurt doesn't say anything; Blaine's never talked to him like that before.

"Our daughter is awake. I have to go." Blaine says, hanging up.

Kurt just sits there in shock, holding the phone to his ear. He had never heard Blaine that angry. He set the phone down and sobbed into his hands.

Blaine shakes with anger. He sets his phone back on the charger in the living room. He starts walking to Gabby's room. When he gets to the beginning of the hall Blaine punches the wall, making it shake. He hears the noise and realizes it probably scared his daughter. He picks her up and holds her to his chest. "Gabby, I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't mean to scare you, he whispers, stroking her untamed curls. Blaine leans against the wall and slowly falls to the ground and letting the tears fall. He couldn't believe it. He felt like someone had taken a hammer to his heart and shattered it. Gabrielle looks up at him. "Daddy?" She asks, frowning. Blaine quickly wipes his tears. "It's okay baby girl. You want to go see Kelsey?"

Gabby just wrapped her arms around Blaine's neck and nods softly.

Blaine stands up and packs a bag for the two of them. He packs clothes for a couple days and some toys for Gabby. He grabs his keys and leaves the hole in the wall and the glass on the kitchen floor. He couldn't be here. He had to leave and think.

Kurt looks up as he hears a gentle knock on the door. "Come in..." he says softly. Rhonda enters the room and he looks down ashamedly.

"How'd it go?" she asks quietly.

Kurt shakes his head. "He said he didn't know what to say, then he broke something made of glass, snapped at me and told me Gabby was awake and then...hung up.." he whispered.

Oh my...Kurt..." Rhonda walks over to him and sits. "I'm so sorry."

"I just want to talk to him.." Kurt said softly as tears fell down his cheeks.

"I know, Kurt. Just give him time. You'll see him tonight.."

"We...we should go.." Kurt said standing and grabbing his suitcase, throwing the last few things and throwing them inside.

Rhonda gives him a small smile as she grabs her things. They head to the airport and get ready to go home.

Blaine took Gabby to get something to eat and called Wes. "Hey...Can...Can Gabby and I stay with you for a couple days?"

Wes yawned and looked at the clock. It was four in the morning. "Of course Blaine...are you ok?"

"No...I...I'll explain when we get there..." Blaine says quietly. "Thank you."

"No problem.." Wes says before hanging up.

Blaine drives to Wes's. Wes opens the door, groggily. "I'm sorry. I just...I don’t know where to go."

"You know you can always come here.." Wes said, pulling Blaine into a hug and helping him carry his bag into the house.

Blaine follows Wes into the kitchen as he makes coffee. Blaine sits down at the table and sets his head in his hands.

"So what happened?" Wes asked as Gabby slept soundly on the couch.

"Kurt comes home tonight. Well. He called me this morning to tell me he fucked some guy last night." Blaine explained.

Wes just looked at Blaine. "W-what?! Are you serious?"

Blaine sighed. "That's what he told me. I was worried because he didn't call last night. But I didn't think, not even for a second, that he was with another guy." Blaine shook his head. "Is there something wrong with me, Wes?"

"No Blaine, of course there's nothing wrong with you.." he said. "That doesn't sound like Kurt.."

"You haven't seen him drunk..." Blaine whispered.

"He told you he was drunk?" Wes asked going to pour the coffee.

"No. I'm assuming. Remember when we asked you to watch Gabrielle when I took him out for his birthday? Well, he got unbelievably drunk. I went to the bathroom and when I came out, some guy was doing body shots off of him. He had this disgusting bruise the next day. He doesn't think when he drinks. So I'm assuming that's what happened." Blaine explained.

"Are you still mad even if he didn't know what he was doing?" Wes said, handing Blaine his coffee. "Well of course you're going to be mad...but...you know what I mean."

"Mad? No. Upset? Yes. Hurt? Majorly. He knows how he gets. He felt like shit the morning after his birthday and that was just a body shot. Why the fuck would he let himself do this? Go this far? I couldn't even talk to him. I had a glass in my hand and i threw it against the kitchen wall. I punched a hole in the wall in the living room. I packed a bag and called you. I just...I don't understand. If he doesn't want to be with me, all he had to do was tell me."

"If he didn't want to be with you he wouldn't have told you Blaine." Wes said, sipping his coffee.

"Why would he do this? I love him so much. I do every little thing I can for him. I couldn't ever do this. I would never hurt him like this." Blaine says, his voice breaking.

Wes scoots closer to Blaine and rubs small circles on Blaine's back. "It's gonna be okay Blaine.."

"What do I do? I can't even think..." Blaine says, tears spilling from his eyes.

"Just give yourself some time and then talk to him about it.." Wes said.

"He doesn't even know I'm not home. I just...I'm not ready to see him. I mean, I know I want to try to work it out. I don't want to just leave. He at least told me. I can give him that. On the phone, he sounded so heartbroken at himself. God. And he's on a plane right now. I can't imagine what he's going through. And even though this tears me apart, all I want to do is curl up and let him hold me. I'm so torn, Wes..."

"I know Blaine...but then you can't give in so easily…If you do, he might be able to think he can get away with it again...Don't take what I'm saying the wrong way Blaine." Wes said.

"I know. But when I see him hurting, all I want to do is give in to make him feel better. But this time, I just can't..."

"You'll get through this Blaine...No matter what happens.." Wes said soothingly.

Blaine turns and hugs Wes. "Thank you so much."

"You're my best friend man...I'll always be here for you."

Blaine smiles. "Can...Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah.." Wes said.

"Should I go back? Or wait? I just need an opinion. I mean what he did was wrong. But i feel horrible keeping Gabby from him..."

"If I were you I would wait." Wes says, sipping his coffee.

Blaine sighs in relief. "Would you mind picking him up for me?"

"Do you want me to take him to the apartment or bring him here?" Wes asked.

"Apartment, please. I really don't want to bring all that here." Blaine says.

"Alright..I really hope things do work out though.." Wes said.

"Thanks...I'm sure it will be fine. I just don't want him to see me how I was before I got here.."

"You should get some rest.." Wes said, looking at his best friend concernedly.

"I haven't slept at all. Thanks again," Blaine says, giving a small smile.

"No problem...Try and get some sleep." he says patting Blaine's back before walking back to his and Mia's bedroom.

Blaine carefully picks Gabby up. She stirs a little as he lays down, setting her on his chest.

Gabby's eyes blink open before she looks up at her father. "Daddy?" She says, barely a whisper.

"Hey baby. It's okay," he says softly, stroking her beautiful curls.

She settles back down on Blaine's chest before falling back sleep.

Blaine waits for her breathing to even out before falling asleep.

Kurt steps off of the plane in New York at about 12:30 pm. He looked around the terminal hopefully to see Blaine, but then wondered why. He went to the baggage claim and got his luggage silently before stepping out and seeing Wes parked outside, leaning against the car. "Wes?" Kurt asked walking up to him, "What are you doing here? Is Blaine with you?" He asked.

"Hey, Kurt. He isn't here. I'm sorry. He asked me to pick you up.." Wes says, giving Kurt a hug.

Kurt hugs him back and grabs his bags; Wes helps put them in the trunk. "Thank you for coming.." He says softly as they get in the car.

"It's no problem. Umm...I don’t know if he wants me to do this...But I think I should warn you..."

"Warn me?" Kurt asks, looking over at Wes as he put on his seat belt.

"Umm...There's a shattered glass in the kitchen...and he umm...punched a hole in the wall..." Wes says, looking back at Kurt.

Kurt just gasps and turns to stare at the dashboard. "So I'm guessing he told you what happened?"

"Yes.." Wes whispered.

"Okay.." He sighed. "I guess I'll just have to clean it up when I get there.." He said as if he hadn't asked the question.

"Kurt?" Wes said, looking at him. "I have no reason to tell you this after what you've done. But I'm going to. He and Gabrielle are at my house. He needs time to think. He isn't leaving you. So, just give him some time.."

Kurt just continues staring at the dashboard, wincing as Wes says 'after what you've done'. "Thank you...I'll be sure to do that.."

Wes notices Kurt's expression. "I'm not judging you. I wasn't there. I don't know what happened. I just really want the two of you to work this out."

"Me too.." he whispers.

The rest of the drive was silent. Wes pulls into the parking lot. "You need help with your bags?"

"No I've got it…Thanks though.." Kurt says getting out of the car and grabbing his bags out of the back. "Thanks again Wes.." He said through the window.

"Anytime, Kurt." Wes said, smiling a little. "Hey Kurt? Did you want me to tell him anything?"

"Just that I love him.." Kurt said quietly.

"I'll tell him," Wes says, nodding to Kurt.

"Bye Wes.." Kurt said before walking inside and going up the elevator. When he got inside, the first thing he saw was the broken glass on the kitchen floor. He started walking to the room and saw a fist sized hole in the hallway wall. He averted his gaze and quickly walked to the room setting his bag down and looking at the bed, it was unmade and Kurt wondered if Blaine tried to sleep after what Kurt told him.. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a broom and a dust pan. He set the dust pan down, heaving a large sigh before getting to work.

A few hours later, Blaine wakes up to Gabby kissing his cheek. "Hey there, baby girl," He says, yawning.
"Daddy!" She squealed.
Blaine sat up, hugging her close. "I love you, Gabby." He looks up to see Kelsey walking into the room.
"Uncle Blaine! What are you doing here?" She asked, running over to hug him.
"Hey princess. I came to visit for a little while. You want to go play?" He asks. She agrees and they all walk back to her room to play.

Wes arrives back at the house to Mia in the kitchen cooking. "It was really good of you to take him in like that.." she said as he walks over to kiss her.
"They'll work it out soon. I promise." Wes said softly.
Later that night they all sat at the table for dinner. Blaine looked wrecked. Dark circles under his eyes and his hair was a mess. He just looked emotionally and physically exhausted, but he still wore a smile as he fed his daughter.

"Thanks again for picking him up, Wes..." Blaine said quietly.

"It was no problem.." Wes said smiling slightly at Blaine.

Blaine looked back at Gabby. "Did...he say anything?"

"He told me to tell you he loved you." He said, continuing to eat.

Blaine just nodded his head. "This is really good, Mia!" he said, taking another bite.

Mia looked up at him. "Oh, Thank you Blaine!" She said smiling.

"I hate to do this...But can I ask for one more favor?" Blaine asked quietly.

"Yeah, anything." Wes said smiling at his friend.

"After I put her to bed, would you mind watching her for a little bit?" He asks. "I...I think I'm...going to ask him to go to get coffee with me..."

"Of course we'll watch her.." Mia said kindly.

"Thank you," Blaine smiled at her.

"We'll always be here for you Blaine.." Mia said smiling and grabbing his hand.

Blaine gives her hand a little squeeze. "I love you guys."

"We love you too.." She said smiling.

They finish their food and Blaine helps Mia with the dishes. He pulls out his phone and sends a quick text to Kurt.
9:00 tonight. Coffee, usual spot?

Kurt's heart flutters as he sees the text.
"ure. See you there.
He knew he probably shouldn't have but he added, I love you Before pressing send.

Blaine reads Kurt's text and puts his phone away. He puts Gabrielle to bed and sits next to her, sighing.

Kurt didn't expect a text back either way, so he wasn't surprised when Blaine didn't respond. But right now he still felt disgusting; he needed to take a very hot shower.

Blaine looks up at Wes. "I can't believe I'm really doing this..."

"You can change your mind.." Wes said, looking at his friend.

"I know," he sighed. "But I need some answers. In a public place so it doesn’t get out of hand."

"I think that would be best.." He says, placing a hand on Blaine's shoulder.

"Thanks," Blaine says giving a small smile. "I should probably go..."

"Alright...I'm guessing you're coming back here tonight?" Wes asks.

"Yeah...If that's still alright.."

"Stay as long as you need to Blaine.." Wes said reassuringly.

"Thanks," Blaine said smiling. He grabbed his jacket and started walking towards the door. He looked horrible. But he didn't feel like pretending so he just walked out the door and to the car.

Kurt got dressed in some jeans and a t shirt he only wore when he was cleaning. He really didn’t even care right now, ignoring his hair that laid flat against his forehead. He grabbed his jacket and walked out of his door to the car.

Blaine arrives first. He finds a table in a corner and orders his coffee while he waits.

Kurt arrives at the coffee shop and combed his hands through his hair, pushing it out of his face. He buys his coffee at the counter, once paying he turns the corner and sees Blaine sitting at a table alone in the corner. Kurt could feel his heartbeat in his ears as he walked over and sat in front of him. "Hey.." Kurt said softly.

"Hey," Blaine said back. "Before we even start, I have a couple of rules."

"Okay.." Kurt said sheepishly.

"There's for both of us. All questions and answers are game. No sugarcoating anything. No matter what is said, the other cannot raise their voice." Blaine states.

"Alright.." Kurt said, looking across the table at his husband.

"I...I'm sorry for the mess. I don't know...I just couldn't stop myself..."

"It's fine.." Kurt says softly, brushing his hands through his hair again. He couldn't help but notice Blaine wasn't wearing his wedding ring. He felt like he'd been punched in the chest, but he kept a straight face.

Blaine tries not to look directly at Kurt. It just hurt too much. "Was there anything you wanted to say? Before I ask my questions?"

"Just that...I...I love you...you don't have to say it back...I just want you to know that.." Kurt said, looking into Blaine's eyes even though he wasn't looking into his.

"Kurt.." Blaine sighed. "This doesn't make me not love you. I will always love you. I just...I don't understand."

Kurt just looks down. "Well neither do I."

Blaine finally looks up. "This is the only time I'm giving you the chance to be completely honest without me freaking out. Please, just tell me what happened. I think I deserve it."

"Well...it's mostly kind of fuzzy but I'll try to remember.." Kurt sighed and took a deep breath before telling Blaine about Rhonda taking his phone and them going to the club. He then recalls the highlights of the evening before finishing.
"And when he kissed my neck that's when it all just...happened.." Kurt finished.

"So...It was full out sex?" Blaine asks, surprisingly calm.

"..Yes.." Kurt responds softly.

Blaine looks into Kurt's eyes. "Did you fuck him?"

Kurt can't look at Blaine. "No.."

Blaine closes his eyes. "Did he come inside of you?"

Kurt doesn't answer.

"Kurt. I told you I'm not going to go crazy." Blaine says, already knowing the answer.

"I know...I just....Yes...Yes, he came inside of me.." he whispered closing his eyes.

Blaine took a deep breath and let it out. He was quiet for a minute before speaking again. "Did you...like it?"

"I came if that's what you mean.." Kurt said, keeping his eyes on his coffee.

"That's not what I mean. That's a natural reaction. Did you enjoy it?" Blaine rephrases.

Kurt closes his eyes…"In a sense..." He looked into Blaine's eyes. "I knew, somewhere in my mind that I wanted to stop...but I didn't...So I would have to say yes I suppose.."

"I have one more question. But I need you to be 100% honest, Kurt..." Blaine says sternly.

"Alright.." Kurt said, folding his hands around the coffee cup.

Blaine couldn't look at Kurt for this one. "Was...Was he better?"

Kurt smiled meekly at Blaine. "No."

"What did he look like?" Blaine whispered.

"I thought you said that was your last question.."

"That one just popped in my head. You don't have to answer."

Kurt sighed." I know you want me to though...He was tall, tan, and muscular...He had black hair.." He said.

"He sounds beautiful.."

"Not really.." Kurt said. He wasn't even really Kurt's type when he thought about it.

"I'm sorry, but can I ask one more?" Blaine asks softly.

"Go ahead.." Kurt says, gesturing with his hand.

"How...What made it different?" Blaine’s voice was almost lower than a whisper.

"Just...the whole fact that it was a completely...different person, and situation, and environment.." Kurt said softly, trying to help Blaine understand.

"I just don't understand. He sounds like he looks like a guy anyone would want to be with and you enjoyed it. But you said he wasn't better. You described him like some Italian God. How was it not as good?" Blaine asked, truly embarrassed but he needed to know.

"Because it's so much better when it's with someone you're in love with.." Kurt said simply.

A tear falls from Blaine's eye as he nods his head.

Kurt wants to lean over and kiss him, to hold him and tell him everything was going to be okay. But he couldn't...It would only make things worse and he could already tell this was far from over.

"What are you thinking?" Blaine asks.

"How I want everything to go back to normal right now...but I know it won't.." Kurt said, looking down.

"Do you think I'm leaving you?"

"You're not wearing your wedding ring."

Blaine looks down. He forgot about that. "My whole hand was swollen from hitting the wall and the ring made it hurt more."

Kurt just nodded, keeping his gaze on Blaine's hand. It was cut up a bit.

Blaine gives in and reaches for Kurt's hand. "I am hurt more than I can explain. I felt like maybe you did want out. But like I told you since I proposed, you're stuck with me until you tell me to leave."

Kurt's heart jumped as Blaine grabbed his hand. He smiled slightly at Blaine's words and a wave of relief flew over him. "I thought...just with...how mad you sounded over the phone.." Kurt said quietly.

"Like I said, I thought this was a way of telling me you didn't want me. It hurt. This isn't going to be easy for either of us. It's not going to automatically go back to how it was. We're going to have to work for it. I'm sorry but you're going to have to earn my trust. It will be like starting from the very beginning, except that we are already married and have a child." Blaine explains.

"I'll never not want you Blaine...And I understand completely." Kurt said. "I never wanted to hurt you.."

"I believe you. I saw your face when you found out what that bruise was after your birthday. I know you just can't really control yourself when you drink. I would at least try to limit myself if I was you though. But just...just let me come to you. Like how I'm the one that grabbed you hand. Just let me do these things. We're starting completely over. I will let you know when I'm ready for more. Just let me come to you."

"Okay.." Kurt said softly. "And I swear I'm never drinking again.."

"That sounds amazing. Now, is there anything else I need to know?" Blaine asks. "Or is there anything you want to know?"

"When are you coming home?" He asked, trying to hide the desperation in his voice.

"Well, I was going to be gone for a while. But I also wasn't planning on coming here. I will most likely be home tomorrow." He says, watching Kurt.

Kurt closed his eyes. A night without Blaine was still going to hurt..

"I know..." Blaine whispers, stroking Kurt's hands. "But I really need this..."

"Okay.." Kurt whispered., looking up into Blaine's eyes.

Blaine gives Kurt a small smile. "So...Where do we go from here?"

"That's up to you." Kurt said squeezing Blaine's hand.

"Well, I'm torn...So I don't know..." Blaine says, looking down.

"Well I guess we should both just..go.." Kurt said softly.

"Oh, if that's what you want," Blaine says, his eyes moving to anywhere but Kurt's.

"That's not what I want..but I'm not trying to push you.." Kurt said softly.

"Well, what do you want?" Blaine asks.

"I really just want to kiss you.."

"Oh.." he says, pondering. He leans in and gives Kurt a very innocent kiss on the lips. "I'm sorry...I'm just not ready for real kisses..."

"It's okay.." Kurt says, squeezing Blaine's hand lightly. He was happy with what Blaine was willing to give him.

"Well...Are you hungry or anything? I'm sure you haven't eaten. I'll buy you something..." Blaine suggests.

“I actually haven't eaten in a couple of days.." Kurt admits sheepishly, just now noticing how hungry he was. Between work and everything that was happening, food was the last thing on his mind.

"Let me buy you something. It will be like...a first date..."

Kurt smiles up at Blaine.."Okay.." he says happily.

"Order whatever you want, Kurt." Blaine says, flagging down a waitress.

Kurt orders a small salad and a sandwich. He looks over to Blaine. "Do you want anything Blaine?" Kurt asks, smiling at him.

Blaine shakes his head softly. "I'm fine."

Kurt eats as he and Blaine talk about random things, smiling at each other fondly until they're the only two left in the cafe.

Blaine looks up at Kurt. "It's pretty late. I need to get back to Gabrielle..."

Kurt nods, standing. "Give her a kiss for me.." he said softly, brushing his hair out of his face.

Blaine pays for the food and coffee. He grabs Kurt's hand as they walk out. "I will. She's been asking for you. I'll have her home tomorrow."

"Alright.." Kurt says smiling. "I'll see you tomorrow then.." He said squeezing Blaine's hand.

"Let me walk you to your car.." Blaine insists.

"Always the gentleman.." Kurt says smiling and walking with him hand in hand until they reach Kurt's car.

Blaine wraps his arms around Kurt's waist and hugs him. He sighs deeply before pulling away. Blaine leans in and kisses Kurt's forehead. "I love you..." He whispered.

"I love you too.." Kurt said, his heart about to beat out of his chest with how happy he was to hear those words.

Blaine smiles as he turns around and walks back to his car.

When Kurt makes it back to the apartment he changes and stares at the bed. In the end, he decides that he shouldn't sleep in that bed without Blaine, so he ends up curling up on the couch, cuddling up with Elphie under some spare sheets.

Blaine quietly walks into Wes's living room. He slips his shoes off and lies down with his sleeping daughter, falling asleep as he holds her.

The next day Kurt wakes to the sound of the door opening.

Blaine slowly walks in, trying not to wake Kurt. He puts their bags by the door and walks towards the living room.

Kurt lifts his head up from the couch as he hears footsteps. "Blaine?" He calls drowsily.

"We're home.." He says, bringing their daughter to him.

Kurt sits up, smiling happily as Blaine hands him Gabrielle. "Oh God, I missed you so much baby girl.." He says pulling her close to his chest and kissing her head.

"DADDY!!!" She squeals, throwing her arms around his neck.

Kurt laughs happily, pulling her closer and closing his eyes.

Blaine leans against the couch and watches his family. "She's been asking for you.."

Kurt pulls her back and looks at her." Is it true? Did you miss me?" Kurt says, kissing each of her cheeks.

"Yes!!" She says through her giggles.

Kurt smiles, "When did she start saying that?" Kurt asked Blaine, hugging their daughter again.

"Right now!" Blaine says excitedly

"Oh my God! Yay! Gabby!" Kurt said, lifting Gabrielle up.

She giggles become louder and Kurt praises her. Blaine sits back and watches. He had missed this.

Kurt holds Gabby close before she pulls herself off of Kurt to go play on the carpet with her toys. Kurt pats the spot next to him on the couch, looking at Blaine.

Blaine smiles and sits next to Kurt as he watches their daughter.

"I missed you.." Kurt says, looking and smiling at his husband.

Blaine smiled back, pressing his body onto Kurt's. "I’ve missed you too."

Kurt cuddled up with his little family and smiled. This is how he hoped they would be forever…