It wasn't as dark and gloomy as Blaine might have thought the graveyard would be, it was actually maintained pretty well. He could see rows of gravestones polished and clean. None had graffiti on it, and flowers were placed among some graves. He walked with Kurt and offered his hand. Kurt took it without hesitation. Blaine squeezed it gently and followed Kurt to the end of the first row of graves. There it was.

Elizabeth Hummel

Loving Mother and wife

Of Burt and Kurt Hummel

1969 – 2001

"She was 32 years old," Blaine said sadly and Kurt nodded looking numb, they were quiet for some time before Kurt spoke "Hi mom. This is Blaine, he helped me come here today, I'm sorry I missed our time together,"

Blaine wasn't sure if he should say anything so he let Kurt continue his speech. He was touched that Kurt introduced him to her. "Blaine's wonderful," Kurt announced looking to his left to where Blaine was standing who offered a smile in return. "He helped me find myself again mom. I was struggling, I still am struggling, but at least I know I'm not alone, Blaine has shown me the light"

With that Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand this time and Blaine was aching to hold him. "It's been so hard, but he helped me find food, and a roof over my head and I'll forever be grateful for him, you'd like him mom, he likes Broadway like us too, and he's so polite, it's almost frightening how polite he is," Blaine chuckled and Kurt also added "And he's cute too," Blaine perked up at that. Did Kurt just call him cute?

Kurt was quiet for a bit before he whispered "I miss dad every day, I miss Finn. It breaks my heart not being able to see them. Carole is good to dad mom, I know you'd like her, she was good to me too, I hope dad isn't too hurt, please watch over him for me? Please? I love you mom,"

Kurt sighed and looked tearfully away from the silent response. Blaine brought Kurt in for a hug unable to help himself "You're definitely not alone Kurt, I'm with you every step of the way," He heard Kurt choke out a sob and squeezed him harder. Blaine whispered in his hair "Do you mind if I say a few words?"

Kurt nodded water still threatening to escape his eyes as he quickly blew on a tissue Blaine handed him. He put an arm around Kurt's shoulder while he address Kurt's mother.

"Dear Mrs Hummel," Kurt let out a small laugh then and he tried not to get unfocused by that. He rubbed Kurt's shoulder gently. "Kurt is the most moral…compassionate man I've ever met, and I'm blown away by the strength he has," Kurt was staring at him, he could feel the gaze while he talked to the stone.

"You know despite the fact that when we met….I caught him shoplifting," Kurt groaned. "Blaine you don't have to make excuses for me," Blaine shushed him "Hold on a minute Kurt. I'm not making excuses. I'm explaining it. He tried everything he could to survive Mrs Hummel, and people turned their backs on this kind, and generous man who worried about taking something from a shop, when it only cost $2.50 in the first place and most people don't even wash themselves for 3 days,"

Kurt made a face at that and Blaine laughed. "It's true Kurt, I live with boys remember? I know their terrible habits – unfortunately for me," Kurt let himself smile at that. "Kurt just wanted to be normal for a change. He wanted to be clean, and personally I see no crime in that when he had tried to get help, but if they can't see him, they can't stop him in what he does, so I don't blame him for doing what he did, not to say stealing is right but Kurt's intentions were. He's got the most wonderful voice,"

Kurt was blushing again which he had hoped to see "And the most wonderful eyes," Kurt looked down and Blaine waited before he looked back up again to add "And a beautiful heart, and I count my lucky stars that I came across him that day. I'll do my best to make sure he always has someone who cares about him. I'll do my best to make sure he always feels safe, and I'll do my best to protect him. I care a lot about your son Mrs Hummel and I'll help him find his way again, that's a promise I hope I can keep because Kurt deserves it,"

He was rewarded with an armful of Kurt who mumbled in his blazer which Kurt had mocked him for not wearing anything but his blazer before "Thank you Blaine," He held Kurt for a long time, before it got to cold as Kurt shivered. "Come on, let's go home,"

"Home," Kurt whispered, and he knew what they said now when they said Home was where the heart is.

He went to grab Kurt's hand again and walk him back to the car but then a breeze that was waving a flower head underneath the grave caught Blaine's attention.

Blaine saw a glimpse of a box. "What are you doing?" Kurt asked when Blaine went to bend down and investigate. He picked up the box, and opened it. Inside was a white paper and on it was Kurt's name. They must have put it in here to protect it from the wind and rain was Blaine's own thoughts.

"Kurt," He whispered handing over the paper to the boy who looked shocked as Blaine watched with confusion "This is for you,"

He watched Kurt's pale features pale even more as he opened up the white paper. "I…"

"What is it Kurt?" Blaine noticed how the other boy froze and asked if he could look. Kurt silently handed over the note nodding. It was a photo.

A photo of Kurt's family and behind it was written. We Love You Kurt. Kurt definitely had tears in his eyes now as Blaine pulled of the photo that had been stuck to the paper with gluetac so it wouldn't blow away in the wind and handed it to Kurt. Kurt was crying now and in a heartbroken voice he whined "Blaine,"

Blaine immediately pulled Kurt into a tight embrace. "Shh…hey it's okay," He rubbed up and down Kurt's back "Shhh…." Kurt continued to sob loudly "I miss them so much,"

He clenched at Blaine's arm and buried his head into Blaine's chest trying not to break down any further. "Do you want to go or wait a bit longer?" Blaine asked because it was getting colder and Kurt was shaking. He was trying to warm him up rubbing up and down his sides.

"I want to go," Kurt said clutching the photo close.

"Bye Mrs Hummel," Blaine whispered after bending down to kiss the cold stone and he guided Kurt back to the car before the boy collapsed.

"Wait!" Kurt said at the door to his side of the car seat. He reached for his photo frame and grabbed one of the photos from in the back. "Can I burrow a pen?" He asked Blaine who watched with wonder as to what Kurt was up to. He had one of the photos of them smiling at the camera. Kurt wrote on the back I can't come home yet, please don't tell anyone you got this, it's not safe. That boy in the picture is a good guy, and he's helping me as best as he can. Love you all too - it's not your fault - I miss you. P.S don't throw out my gaga heels please – Love Kurt (I'm okay)

Blaine's eyes brow rose. Kurt had allowed him to peer over his shoulder at what he was writing having no secrets from Blaine. "Gaga heels?"

"I wore them in glee club," Kurt told with a smile "I spent a lot of effort making those heels as sparkly as possibly for our Lady Gaga number," Blaine chuckled as he helped him gluetac the photo back onto the paper that his family photo had been stuck on. He reattached the new photo to the paper, and placed it in the same spot but so the wind or snow wouldn't blow it away as the weather is bound to get worse. Blaine covered the box with the flower that had been in front of it again and Kurt smiled appreciating the gesture.

"What did you mean by it isn't sade?" Blaine hesitated to ask as they headed back to the car and Blaine had been deep in thought.

"I will tell you, but do you mind if I tell you at your mom's place first? If I tell you all that happened I can't promise that I'll remain in control," Blaine nodded in understanding as he opened Kurt's door for him. "That's fine with me, whatever is easier for you okay?"

He helped Kurt back in the car. Kurt fell asleep not long after. The conversation must have drained him and Blaine couldn't blame him, but it made him wonder what exactly happened. Kurt obviously had people who cared about him – but what happened to them? Why would they leave Kurt to his own device? He thought of many scenarios while driving the rest of the way to his mom's but not one of them made sense. Blaine decided he would wait till Kurt decided to tell him. For now, he just wanted to show Kurt how much he appreciated having met the boy.

Blaine nudged Kurt's shoulder "Kurt?" He smiled when Kurt tried to brush his hand away. He was adorable even in sleep. He rubbed his shoulder "Kurt…we're here," Kurt opened his eyes slowly at Blaine and blinked. "Here?" Blaine smiled as Kurt got up yawning.

"Hey sleepy head, we're at my mom's," Speaking of the devil, his mother opened the door and shouted out a "Blainey!"

Kurt was awake at that. He was lead out of the car with Blaine's help again. He looked to Blaine who looked back with a red face "Blainey?"

"Don't ask,"

"Wasn't gonna," Blaine was rewarded with his mother's gigantic hug. She particularly squeezed the life out of him and Kurt stood to the side. "Mom…MOM can't breathe!"

"Sorry baby, I've missed you," He could see Kurt standing of to the side as he rolled his eyes at Kurt. Kurt giggled and smiled back.

"It's been a week, and I call you daily," Blaine protested. His mother didn't care though, as she rambled on about how great it was to see him.

When she finally calmed down, Blaine gently guided Kurt towards them with a hand behind his back.

"Mom this is Kurt, Kurt this is my over excited mother, please be gentle he's had a rough day," Blaine said the last part in a more quieter voice but obviously Kurt heard as he struck his hand out to shake the lady's hand hello who had long brown highlighted hair and the same hazel eyes as Blaine, but he obviously Blaine didn't have her height "It's nice to meet you Mrs Anderson, and don't worry Blaine I'm not a fine piece of porcelain"

"Blaine…how dare you to tell him to call me that, you should know better," Kurt was also rewarded with a hug after her mother demanded it.

"Mom I didn't even know he knew my last name," It was true though, he didn't recall ever mentioning it in front of Kurt.

"I heard Rebecca call you that on occasion," Kurt admitted blushing and Blaine grinned "You're quick to pick up on things aren't you? Mom he's super smart, he can speak fluent French," His mother lit up, he knew that would impress her as she spent months in Europe when she was younger and then she started speaking in French to Kurt.

Blaine picked out his name and Kurt blushed nodding with a wide smile as he responded just as quickly. His mother put an arm around Kurt's shoulder as though he was her other son and the two began walking to the front door. Blaine blinked in surprise at what just happened and how quickly his mother and Kurt began interacting. He actually stood there in shock until his mother reached the door and over his shoulder Kurt called "You coming Blainey?"

Blaine groaned and he shouted back "Don't you start!"

Blaine had reassured Kurt on Wednesday night his mother wouldn't ask him any unnecessary questions about his life, and she seemed to be keeping her word.

When he got inside he wasn't at all shocked to see his mother had already dragged Kurt to the kitchen table with a warm cup of coffee and slice of cheesecake in front of him. His mother probably had that ready when he texted her to say they were almost there, he knew her well but he couldn't help but appreciate his mom for making Kurt seem so relaxed. Even more relaxed than when he was at the shelter.

They were still chatting in French as she handed Blaine a coffee and cake as well when he sat next to Kurt. "Thanks mom, Kurt she better not be telling you embarrassing stories of when I was younger because I forbid it when I can't hear what you two are saying,"

Mrs Anderson winked at Kurt and Kurt giggled.

Okay maybe he would accept it for that reason alone. His mother sat down with them then.

"Fine...anyway Kurt when we got to the toy store all he wanted was this cute little Bow tie and a toy microphone, he asked to try the bow tie on and grabbed the microphone and began singing Under the sea in the middle of the shop, and he charmed all the customers and the workers," Kurt was smiling as Blaine whined "mom what did I just say?"

She ignored him. "It was adorable! I have it on camera if you want to ..."

"MOM" Maybe bringing Kurt home to his mother and her embarressing stories of his younger days wasn't a good idea.

In all fairness, Blaine hadn't expected her to be so inviting to tell Kurt about those days in the first place. Blaine was flushed and Kurt laughed "Blaine it's cute," he assured, the look Kurt was giving Blaine made him less absurd but Blaine could still feel how red he was, he must look ridiculous.

"So Kurt, do you like to sing?" Mrs Anderson asked, Kurt nodded and started telling his mom about his glee club days. He couldn't believe it. Just like that and already they were talking like best friends.

He gaped at her.

She also managed to get Kurt to eat 2 slices of cake.