Kurt and Blaine decided to stay one more day in Ohio. They made most of it. Spending as much time as possible with Burt and Carole. Their plane would leave late at night which give them enough time to just enjoy the last moments. The goodbye had been hard but there was a promise to meet soon. Before they left to the airport, they stopped at the cemetery. They walked through the rows of graves until they stopped before one specific one. Kurt carefully knelled down and touched the stone. “Hey mum, I know it's been a while. So much has happened. Some good things, some bad things. I'm engaged now. I wish you could be here to see it all. I played my first Broadway show. It didn't go as planned but still it was just like I imagined it to be to stand on that stage. We just came here for a few days to see dad and Carole. I didn't want to leave without coming here and saying hi to you. I have to go now but I promise I'll be back soon.” Blaine helped Kurt on his feet and hugged him tightly. “Ready to go?” Kurt nodded his head before he took Blaine's hand and they walked towards to their car.

New York airport was busy. It was like the paparazzi smelled their arrival. Standing everywhere, thinking they look unsuspicious with their huge camera's. Blaine took two beanies and gave one to Kurt. They tried to walk through the airport as carefully as possible. They let out a sigh of relieve when they arrived at the waiting car. Blaine placed their baggage in the trunk before stepping in the car behind Kurt. Kurt looked out of the windows. “It's good to be home again, you know.” Blaine rested his head on Kurt his chest. “This will always be our home.” He pressed a kiss against Kurt cheek. Kurt let out a happy sigh and cuddled closer. Both looking out of the window, looking at the light of everything that felt like home.

Blaine walked into their penthouse. A few police man were still keeping an eye on everything in the building. Blaine walked around carefully to see If anything happened again but everything looked safe. The only thing that reminded them about what happened where the pictures on the floor. Kurt sat down on their bed and looked at the wall. “It will be an awful lot of work to replace all of them.” Blaine looked over the floor. It was sad to see all their pictures in two. He carefully walked over the pictures towards Kurt. He knelt down in front of him and held his face in his hands. “Baby look at me. These are just pictures. We still have our memories.” He took his hand of Kurt his face and placed it carefully over Kurt's heart. “They will always be here. No matter what happens. And it doesn't matter that all those pictures are ripped in two. We can just print new ones and hang others in place. We can even start our picture wall in another room where we have more room.” Kurt laughed at that. “You are perfect you know that? I loved you so much Blaine.” Blaine grinned and leant closer to Kurt. Their lips almost touching. “I love you too baby.” It were the only words said before he pressed his lips against Kurt's.

Morning came way too early. Blaine cursed mentally for not closing the curtains the day before. He buried his head deeper in the shoulder he was resting against. Kurt giggled a little. “You are such a terrible morning person Blaine. Common it's time to get up. We have to go to the police office. I want to get over with this.” Blaine groaned a little. “One more minute Kurt. Please.” Kurt could hear the pout in his voice. “Fine one more minute but I refuse to close the curtains because I know you will just fall asleep again.” After a few minutes, Kurt wrapped himself out of the hug and walked towards the bathroom. “You better be up when I'm out of the shower.” Blaine let out a loud groan and buried his head deeper in the pillows. Kurt just chuckled and walked towards the bathroom. When he walked out of the bathroom, all the ripped pictures were cleaned up and Blaine was nowhere to be seen. Kurt walked down the stairs towards the smell of coffee. “It smells delicious.” Blaine grinned and turned around. “You better left some warm water for me.” He pressed a kiss against Kurt's lips before going back upstairs to take his own shower. Kurt couldn't believe how lucky he was.

The ride to the police office was silently. They both didn't know what to say and the good mood of the morning seemed to be gone. They walked in the police office to be lead to the back immediately. They were getting known because of the time it was already going on. Agent Jones was waiting for them. “Good morning sir Anderson, sir Hummel. We have some things we want to go through with the both of you.” He took a binder from the shelves behind him. Kurt's name was written in front of it. Agent Jones opened the binder and looked up.  “This is where we keep everything about the case. You can go through it if you like.” He turned the binder so they could both look into it. “We took pictures of the roses you got because there were so many. We kept the last ones in a box as evidence. We also took some pictures of your penthouse as evidence.” Kurt stopped at the page with a few pictures that were ripped from him and Blaine. He looked up confused. “We took some of the pictures with us. Only a few. I hope you both don't mind. It is pure as evidence. I hope you both don't mind.” Blaine shook his head. “I don't mind as long as they don't get in the media just as everything about this case. We trust you.” Agent Jones nodded his head. After the pictures was a report about the burglary.  Kurt read between the lines through it before looking up again. “So why did you need us here today?” Agent Jones scratched his head. “We have some things we would want to go through. First of all, we had some little fragments made from the security cameras. You can see two figures walking into the elevator and leaving. You can't really see their faces because of the hoodies they wore. They probably knew there were security cameras in the building. We hope that maybe because of how they look, you can tell us if they remind you of anybody you know of have ever met. Their postures are kind of specific if you ask me.” Agent Jones took the binder and turned the page of the report. Behind it was a plastic folder with a cd in it. He took it out of the map and placed it into his computer. He let the disk play and skipped until the part the burglary happened. He turned his screen so both man could look at the men on the screen. At first the reception hall looked nearly empty. Even the people behind the desk weren't there. They probably had a break. It took a few seconds before two men walked on screen. One who Kurt definitely recognized as Karofsky. He wasn't surprised about that though. Kurt sat a little closer to the screen. It was so difficult to see it through black and white. If he knew the hair color of the little bit of hair that came out of the hoodie, he might be closer. With a sigh he gave up. He looked at Blaine to see the same look in his eyes. Their eyes met and Kurt saw that they were at the same point. Agent Jones broke the silence. “Anyone you recognize?” Kurt cleared his head and looked at agent Jones. “The bigger one. He is definitely the man I talked about when we first came here. My bully from high school. The littler one I have no idea about.” The man wrote down all Kurt knew about Karofsky. Blaine tried to step by with the little things he knew about the man. Agent Jones wrote the last words before looking up. “We'll try to catch him as soon as possible. It's good you both recognized him. We hope he will be able to tell us who the other man is. Thank you for your time!” They shook hands before walking out of the police office. Kurt ran his thumb over Blaine his ring. “At least we know now my feeling when I first saw him back was right.” They stepped in the closed car and were happy that at least one of them would be arrested soon.

Karofsky was sitting into a small room. There was a darkened window. Karofsky laughed in himself. Did they really think he was stupid by thinking it was an actual window? Those things are so bad made, he though in himself. A man walked into the office, holding a binder. Behind him followed another man with a box. Both men sat down in front of him. The man with the binder opened it. “Good evening sir Karofsky. My name is agent Jones and this is agent Parker. We would like to ask you some questions.” Karofsky looked down at him. “You know I have the right to have an lawyer.” Agent Jones chuckled. “Sir Karofsky, we are not in one of those American CSI series. This is real life.” Karofsky sunk down a little. Agent Jones took a half picture and lay it in front of Karofsky. “You know this man?” Karofsky looked down, recognizing the picture. “Yes, that is Kurt Hummel.” “How do you know him.” Karofsky looked a little longer at the picture. “He used to be one of my friends in high school. We grew apart when we both went our own ways.” Agent Jones looked at Karofsky. “So let's make a deal sir Karofsky. Let's tell only the truth.” Karofsky didn't make any attempt to tell him more though. Agent Jones sighed a little. He took the box from his colleague and took out one of the bouquets of roses. He lay it in front of the table. Karofsky his façade went down a little. “So let's talk about these and I'll tell you what I think that happened. You see, these roses are only a few in comparison of the others mister Hummel got. At first, we didn't really know what they meant but you weren't really so clever by always ordering them by the same flower shop. You see, they have to keep a register with how many things they sell. They made a bon every time you ordered there. So we figured the roses were a count down. And if we counted right, it was to the end of the show he played.” Karofsky fumbled with his hands under the table. He felt stupid for not thinking it through more. Mister Jones and his colleague looked at him carefully. “When we figured that out, we decided to let the weeks pass by. It was luck that you kept yourself at the countdown. We have to admit that. So the last week, we decided to get police men at the building. Just to keep an eye on everything for the last show. You never arrived so we thought that everything was clear for now. But you had other ideas and went to their penthouse. Probably seen it by stalking him.” Karofsky was getting angry because of it. “Now we got by why you did everything.” Agent Jones opened his binder and took out the other part of the picture. “Now we figured this man had something to do with it.” It was that moment Karofsky cracked. “He should have been with me all along. We are made for each other. He just got with this Blaine Anderson because of the money. It won't be long before he walks right back to me in my arms.” Agent Jones was a little taken back with the statement. He took out his laptop and placed the cd in the computer. He skipped to the part before pressing pause. “Look at this.” He played it until the two figures came along, pressing pause again. “Now, Sir Hummel figured out you were this man.” He pointed on the screen. “Now we would like to know who is this man.” He moved his finger a little. Karofsky looked at the screen. “I won't tell you.” Agent Jones looked at him. “Now we figured if this man worked with you, he also wants something from sir Hummel. So you should really think this truth you know. Maybe he did it for the same reasons you did it and is he now closer by him than you will ever be again while you turn up for all of this, all on your own.” Karofsky was red by anger by hearing this. He slammed the table. Another agent came in as security. “Sir Karofsky, calm down please.” Karofsky placed his hands again under the table. “His name is Joseph. I don't know his name.” Agent Jones wrote the name down. “How do you know him?” Karofsky shrugged. “He friended me on Facebook. He asked me if I knew him and that he had some things to figure out with Blaine Anderson. That's all I know.” Agent Jones nodded his head. “How did you get into the penthouse?” Karofsky looked at him. “That's easy. We just stole the key and went inside.” Agent Jones looked a little taken back by that. “Ok, that's all for now. You are officially suspected of stalking.” Agent Jones walked out of the room with the binder. Agent Parker walking behind him. “Well, that went easy.” Agent Jones smiled at him. “Now we just have to find this Joseph. Let's run the name through the system.”

Kurt was cuddled up against Blaine. Blaine's arms were around him. It felt nice. The television was playing some old movie. Kurt looked up to see Blaine fast asleep. His mouth was slightly open and he was snoring just a little. Kurt turned around in Blaine's arms, carefully not to wake him up. He moved his hand over the side of Blaine's face. Blaine leaned a little into his hand. Kurt tried hard not to giggle. It was adorable. He brushed a few curls from Blaine's head before pressing a kiss on Blaine's slightly opened lips. It was the moment Blaine let out a rather loud snore. Kurt couldn't hold himself anymore and cracked up laughing. Blaine opened his eyes confused to see Kurt laughing with tears in his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and looked confused. Kurt looked up and just started laughing even more. Blaine pouted. “I want to know what's funny. Let me laugh with you.” Kurt took a few deep breaths, trying to contain his laughs. “You were sleeping and I was playing with your curls a little and I wanted to kiss you and then you just snored.” Kurt started laughing again. Blaine pouted at him. “I do not snore Kurt.” “Yes you do baby. But only when you are really tired. I think it's cute.” Blaine pouted some more. Kurt looked up at him and wrapped his arms around his head on the pillow. He kissed Blaine sweetly. He was about to pull away when Blaine's hand found its way in Kurt his hair, not ready to let him go. When they finally let go, they rested their heads against each other. The moment was interrupted when the phone went. “We should put our phones off sometimes.” Blaine nodded in agreement before taking the call. “Good evening, Blaine Anderson speaking.” “You are speaking with agent Jones. I'd like to tell you that we arrested Karofsky this evening. It took a little bit of time but he admitted pretty much everything. Now we need some help though. He told us the name of his friend who helped him. We wonder if you knew him as he is looking for you. His name is Joseph.” Blaine sat with his mouth open for a little but before coming back to senses. “He should be in jail in Kiev. He shouldn't be free.” It was silent on the other side. Kurt looked at Blaine with confusion all written over his face. “Do you know his full name?” Blaine asked the question to Kurt but he didn't know it either. “I don't know but my management should know.” Blaine spoke the number two times to make sure they got it right. “We'll check up with them and hopefully we will find him soon. But until then we want you guys to be careful.” Blaine understood that completely. “Thank you agent Jones. Good night.” “Good night.” Blaine ended the call and turned to Kurt to explain everything. At the end of it all, Kurt sat with his mouth open. “You mean Joseph got out of jail and somehow got to know Karofsky?” Blaine nodded. “Agent Jones didn't tell me any details. I hope they find him soon though. I don't want to see that guy around  you ever again. What is it with all men falling at your feet?” Kurt felt himself blush a little. “That isn't true and you know there is only one man I want.” He pressed a kiss on Blaine his lips. “Let's get some sleep.” Blaine turned off the TV before they went upstairs to get some sleep.

Agent Jones turned down the phone. He had just called Blaine's manager. Apparently the guy was with them on tour in Europe and had developed an unhealthy crush on Kurt. Agent Jones sighed. What was it with all those men running behind him. He typed the name in the computer. He found a little file in it. Apparently he was original from America. That's why he got in here so easily. Agent Jones sent a warning to all the agent around the area to let them know they should look out for him. That was all he still could do tonight. He pressed send and turned off his computer before turning off the lights in the office.

Blaine opened his eyes when he heard a noise. A strange noise. He carefully stepped out of the bed with his phone in his hand. He walked down the hall and down the stairs. No one to be seen. Blaine was about to turn around when he heard a scream upstairs. He ran upstairs to find Joseph in the room. He was pretty close to Kurt now. Blaine didn't think another minute before jumping on him from behind. His arm around the man his neck. Kurt gave a loud scream. Blaine tried to hold Joseph down. “KURT BABY JUST CALL THE POLICE OR GO DOWNSTAIRS AND GET SOME ONE! JUST FREAKING DO SOMETHING!” Blaine tried to keep him down when Kurt ran out of the room in his boxer to get some help. If it wasn't for the situation Blaine was in, he would have called him back to put some more clothes on but right now he just didn't care. Joseph grinned at him and it made Blaine sick. Just the look in his eyes. “So you are still around. You really think I would let him go so easily?” Blaine wanted to punch him again so much but he was so busy to hold him down. “With his porcelain skin and his bright blue eyes. Can't you see his too good for you. Soon he'll realize that he deserves better with everyone falling at his feet.” Blaine was biting his tongue, he didn't want to waste any words on the man. He wasn't worth it in the end. It took a few seconds later until Kurt ran into the room, pulling on a t-shirt while the security guards and some police men walked into the room. One of them on the phone, probably calling for a police car. One of the men walked towards him and carefully took Blaine's place. He put handcuffs around Joseph his wrists. “Let's get him out of here. We are so sorry guys for what happened tonight. We have no idea how he got in. We'll keep an eye on him and we'll place him into an extra locked cell.” Blaine nodded and walked with them down stairs. Not caring that he was also still in his boxers. “No problem. Good evening sirs!” When they left he went back upstairs. Kurt was on the bed, trembling a little. “You ok baby?” Blaine lay down behind him and pulled him close. “I woke up and you weren't here and I turned around and his face was so close Blaine. I've never been more scared.” Kurt turned around in his arms. “Everything is ok now baby. They got him with them. He won't come out of prison for a long time. Now let's get some sleep ok baby? We can worry tomorrow and go to agent Jones.” Kurt nodded. Blaine pulled him close and mumbled a melody in his ear. It didn't take long before Kurt was fast asleep. Blaine stayed up a little longer, just holding his boyfriend before his eyes felt heavy and he couldn't fight the sleep any longer.

Agent Jones was sitting at his desk with a cup of coffee. He was waiting for his colleague before they could interrogate Joseph. He had made contact with the police officers in Kiev and they had no idea how he had left the prison, let alone the state. He was curious to hear the story but also a little disappointed on how they had to find Joseph. He sighed once more and stared in his coffee. He was startled when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see agent Parker waiting. “Ready?” Agent Jones stood up. “As ready as I'll ever be.” He took the binder and walked into the small room. The man was sitting restless with his hands behind his back. He had been aggressive before, trying to bite an officer, so they didn't take a chance by letting his hands free. Agent Jones took out the pictures of the binder. He tried the same tactics as he had tried by Karofsky but nothing worked. Until he hit a painful string. “You won't work with us, that's fine. We have enough evidence by the fact you went into the penthouse of sir Anderson and  sir Hummel again.” He was about to walk away when the man started laughing. “You can't keep me here forever. Before you know it I'll be free and Blaine will be gone out of Kurt's life. We'll live happy ever after.” Agent Jones took a step towards the desk and looked him in the eyes. “If it depends on me, you'll sit in jail for the rest of your life because there will be no happy ever after.” He turned around and walked out of the room.

Kurt slowly opened his eyes. Blaine was wrapped all around him. He let out a happy sigh before he remembered last night. He turned around in Blaine's arms, just in time to see his eyes open. “Morning baby.” “Morning Blaine.” He pressed a kiss on his lips. “Let's get out of bed and go to the police office? I just want it over.” Blaine nodded. They took a shower and pulled on some clothes before leaving the house.

It was late in the afternoon when they came back home. Agent Jones had told them that they wanted to check Joseph on mental diseases and he would probably not be free in a long time, hopefully his whole life. Kurt and Blaine gave him a statement about last night before they said goodbyes. Blaine thanked all of the police men for their work from the past weeks before they walked out of the office. Kurt immediately went for the couch while Blaine took a seat behind the piano. “Kurt, baby, I've been thinking. I paid a lot of money for this penthouse, hoping it would be safe. It's needed with my career and everything, you never know what's coming and all of this is just more evidence of it. This penthouse holds a lot of memories for me but most of them are from when you came hanging around here. I don't want to live here anymore if it means that we aren't safe.” Kurt turned around on the couch. “You want to sell the penthouse?” Blaine nodded. He pressed some keys while thinking it through. “I was thinking about everything. You know, like thinking about the pro's and contra's and see where it balances the most. If we buy a house together, we would have place for our own. We could look for a house with more rooms so if one day in the future, we decide to have children, we would have place for them. I want it all with you and this seems like the perfect time to think this through. But only if you are ok with it.” Kurt was silent for a moment. “I know the past few weeks have been bad. And I have to admit, with those two times having someone in our home, I don't really feel safe anymore. When are we starting to look for a new house?” Blaine looked up from the keys. “You are ok with it?” He jumped up and wrapped Kurt in a hug. “Breathe Blaine, I need to breathe.” Blaine let go smiling sheepishly. Of course I would love for us to have our own home. Maybe with a little garden? It would be so nice to be able to just sit in the grass during summer. I'll miss the great view from here of course but I think it will take a while for us to find the perfect house, together with our wedding planning we should start with tomorrow. And so long we can enjoy our home for now a little longer.” Blaine smiled happy, leaning closer and pressing a kiss on Kurt's nose. Blaine took a seat next to Kurt when he stood up. “I'd like to show you something.” Kurt sat down at the piano. “It's something I've been working on ever since the first night I did phantom of the opera. I don't know if it is any good, it's actually kind of the first song I ever wrote and it's not perfect but I hope you like it.” Blaine stood up and sat beside him when the first notes ran through the space.

Before you came into my life

I didn't know where I was going

My self-esteem was way too low

Then you grabbed my hand and you told me to

Get up get up

Get your life on track

Keep up keep up

Ain't no turning back

Do what you do

Be a better  you

When you say those worlds

Makes me want to love you a little more everyday

Cause you made me save me

From making all the dumb mistakes

It's impossible to give back to you

Everything you give to me

Now I like who I am and I know that I'm good enough

All because you gave your love love love

All because you gave your love love love

I'm better now been working out

Trying to look for my baby

I'm stronger than I've ever been

Keep me on my feet

When you tell me get up get up

Get your life on track

I do what I can cause you're worth that

And thank you babe for everything

And all the words you say

Makes me want to love you a little more everyday

Cause you made me save me

From making all the dumb mistakes

It's impossible to give back to you

Everything you give to me

Now I like who I am and I know that I'm good enough

All because you gave your love love love

All because you gave your love love love

You gave me you gave me you gave me love

You gave me you gave me you gave me love

Makes me want to love you a little more everyday

Cause you made me save me

From making all the dumb mistakes

It's impossible to give back to you

Everything you gave to me

Now I like who I am and I know that I'm good enough

All because you gave your love love love

All because you gave your love love love

All because you gave your love love love

All because you gave your love love love

Blaine brushed a tear from his cheek. “You are perfect Kurt and this song is amazing. You amaze me every day. It's a surprise to me how you can still surprise me after all this time. You make me fall in love with you every day a little more.” Blaine kissed him deeply, enjoying the moment. Kurt pulled away first. “I'm glad you liked it. And I mean it. You really saved me in so many ways. I wanted to give you something back because you give so much to me. I love you Blaine and I can't wait until I can call you my husband.” Blaine took his hand and played with the ring on Kurt's finger. “I can't wait either. I think we should record this song. It would sound amazing on the new album and we could make it a duet. The fans would go insane you know?” Kurt was a little hesitant but the excitement on Blaine's face was enough to say yes. Blaine jumped up and down his seat excitedly. “I love you too Kurt Hummel so much. Let's tell the boys tomorrow but enjoy our alone time for a little longer.” He took Kurt's hand before leading him upstairs. He looked back one more time to close the lights before following Kurt to their room. Glad that everything would be ok again.