It was nearing two o'clock and Blaine was sitting in his car parked outside of East New York Secondary School waiting to pick up his daughter which he had never met. She rightfully blamed him for all the pain and suffering he had caused Kurt, and most likely already hated him, he was freaking out. He didn't expect this girl to like him but he nonetheless wanted her to. His life was so messed up, he had everything planned out. It was a flawless plan too. He was going to leave Kurt for a few weeks just to sort out his mind and let everything process, but when he went to live his sister in Colorado, being around her children just scared him more.

Then finally, finally, after 3 years he was ready to go back and man up and beg for Kurt to take him back. But when he got back to New York, Kurt had moved and changed his number. And he wouldn't dare go asking any of Kurt's friends. So that was it. Kurt had permanently vanished from his life and it was all his fault.

This was all flowing through his head while he waited for Melody. The clock on the dashboard read 1:57. Three more minutes until he would meet his fate, possibly be bitched out or turn into the happiest man alive. As much as he hoped it would be the latter he couldn't help but think that it would be the former. Being raised by Kurt must have given her a wicked attitude and Blaine wasn't sure he was prepared for that wrath quite yet. But he would take what he could get.

The clock struck 2 and the school bell rang. This was it, all or nothing. Blaine was still caught up in his thoughts when he heard a small tap on his passenger side window. There stood a beautiful girl. She looked to be around five and a half feet tall, with dark brown hair that fell in ringlets just beyond her shoulders. She had bright tan skin and gorgeous hazel eyes that were accented by the tiny bit of eye liner and mascara she was wearing. She was also wearing short white shorts and a flowing pink blouse, it was very fashionable and you could tell that Kurt's style had rubbed off on her. Other than her clothes though she looked like a female version of Blaine. Guilt struck in his chest again, for 15 years Kurt had to live and raise his daughter whom looked almost identical to the man that had broken his heart. She knocked on the window once again shaking Blaine from his guilt-driven trance. He unlocked the door and she cautiously opened it before she spoke;

"You're Blaine Anderson right?" she asked warily.

"Yes," he replied. He didn't like the cautious vibe that accompanied her few words. It was like she was afraid of him, or that he would hurt her which was certainly not the case. Once she was satisfied that he was not about to kidnap her she climbed into the car and buckled her seat belt leaving her bag on the floor at her feet and an awkward silence in the air.

"So where did you want to go and talk?" Blaine asked trying to break the ice and at the same time gather some vital information.

"Is Central Park okay?" she asked.

"Certainly," he said before starting the car and beginning the 10 minute drive to the well known park.

Once the two arrived at the back they got out of the car and headed towards an old tree that sat in a secluded corner of the park. It brought back some memories to Blaine, the tree being where they had decided to have melody, and where they had shared so many dates, and just blissful moments together.

They sat down and another awkward silence fell upon the two. Melody looked like she was in a deep thought process and Blaine didn't want to shake her from that. But he was getting super nervous, she hadn't really shown much emotion or opinion since he had picked her up from school so he really had no clue what this girl, his daughter, was thinking.

Finally she broke the silence; "Why'd you leave?" she flat lined. Blaine was a little taken back by her abruptness but was very thankful that she finally broke the silence.

"I didn't want you or Kurt to live the life I lived. My childhood was miserable until I met your father. My dad hated me for being gay and not being absolutely perfect. He was an alcoholic, he was rude and he hated me and my mother. I was scared that I would turn into that and that you and Kurt would turn into me and my mother. He hurt us so much and I could never do that to the people I loved, because even though you weren't born yet I still loved you. And I just had to make sure that you guys would be safe from that because I didn't know what I would do if I ever hurt one of you guys in that way. But as it turns out I did a pretty good job of hurting you guys anyway," he said. Blaine really hated talking about his childhood and his family but if that is what his little girl wanted to know about then she would know. No more secrets or hiding or running away.

"Oh I see, did you ever think about coming back?" she asked again looking genuinely interested in Blaine's life and how it affected hers.

"I did come back, when you would have been about three, I came back and was going to beg for Kurt to take me back. But when I got you guys had moved and phone numbers had been changed and I wouldn't dare go to one of his friends, not after what I did to the both of you.

"I-um-well you see," she began. She looked nervous and rigid, like she was in pain.

"You can tell me anything Melody, I know we've just met and all but you can trust me I'm not going to judge you or hurt you in any way.

"I know that, it's just a little hard to talk about is all," she said effectively reassuring Blaine that it wasn't something he had done that was making her so…uncomfortable. Then he ran her words back through his head and they sparked a hint of curiosity in him.

"What's hard to talk about?" he asked.

"Why we moved and weren't there when you came back, I was kidnapped that summer. And the man who kidnapped me held me up for ransom. Luckily for Grandma and Grandpa Hummel because they found the money and gave it to him so I could go back home. After that we moved and changed our phone number and all of our information is un-listed. So he couldn't come back and find me," she said and Blaine could feel the hot tears pouring down his cheeks. He didn't even know what happened but suddenly he had an arm full of crying Melody.

"Hey don't cry honey, it's all over now right?" he asked his voice heavily laced with concern.

"Yeah it's just a sensitive spot, sorry," she continued before returning to her spot seated next to Blaine on the ground underneath the old oak tree. Blaine nodded his agreement and waited for her to regain her thoughts.

"Can you tell me a little bit about yourself?" she asked him suddenly. He raised a triangular eyebrow at her beckoning her to explain further about exactly what she wanted to know. "I mean like what you've done since you left, like do you have a husband? Kids? Job?" she clarified.

"No I don't have a husband or kids, and I'm a singing waiter at a bar around the corner from my apartment," he answered. He processed what he was saying and realizing that even though it was the truth he wished he would have something else to tell this girl. Something to be proud of that would make him seem less pathetic.

"Do you still love him?" she asked as soon as Blaine was finished talking. He spit out the sip of water he had been drinking and stared blankly at this girl, who was just 15 and yet already so blunt and proper.

"Excuse me?" he asked, just to make sure he heard her right.

"I asked if you still love my father," she repeated. She raised her perfectly sculpted eyebrow at him just like Kurt used to do, if it weren't such a serious moment he probably would have chuckled. By her looks there was no doubt that she was Blaine's biological child, but her attitude and just the way she carried herself with such confidence and poise. You could tell that she was Kurt's daughter.

"I don't think I ever stopped loving him, I know you're still young and all, so I don't expect you too understand my intentions and you are allowed to be biased because what I did unintentionally hurt you too but I left because of how much I loved you and you're father. I would step in front of a bullet or a train I would die a thousand times over still to this day, if it meant you guys would be safe. I left because I didn't want to turn into my father who abused the once unconditional love he had from me and my mother. It didn't mean I loved you both any less. It just meant that I was willing to give up my happiness if I thought that it would be better for you. I got scared Melody, my father had called me a few days prior to my leaving just to remind me how worthless I was and how much he hoped that I would be a terrible dad. It scared me so much because I had so much over whelming love that I wanted to share with the two of you but I couldn't put you at risk," he chuckled, it was just like him to drag out a simple yes or no question like this. "So to answer your question more specifically, yes I still love Kurt and I still love you. Even though I know that I don't deserve either of you or your father's love, I do still love you both very much."

"He still loves you too you know," she said. Blaine immediately started sweating. She was 15, should he really believe her. She was acting far beyond her years but could she be trusted or was she trying to play with his feelings because of how much pain he had caused the man, they both loved.

"What do you mean?" he settled for asking.

"I mean he's still in love with you and if he saw you he could probably just forgive you on the spot and he would be willing to pick up like nothing ever happened. But I don't want that. I don't mind if you do want to talk to my father and get to know him again. But I don't want it too be like nothing happened. Blaine, I don't want to make you feel bad but you really hurt him. He still has the letter you wrote when you left, and he still has pictures of you guys hanging up in his room. And every time Uncle Nick and Uncle Jeff come over or Auntie Lily and Luke and Bryan come over he always ends up in tears because he says they remind him of you. I mean I always understood why seeing Auntie Lily, Luke and Bryan made him cry. I mean she is your sister but Uncle Nick and Uncle Jeff aren't related to you are they?" she asked. Blaine was shell shocked; his own sister had been going behind his back for 15 years and seeing his daughter and his Kurt, while she shared none of that information with him. But he could also understand why she hadn't told him. He had made his decision long ago that he would not be a part of their life.

"We went to high school with them, I didn't realize they still kept in touch with Kurt, I haven't talked to them in years," he said. Life had changed so much and it was all a little overwhelming to Blaine. He had basically cut off all contact with everyone from his life with Kurt other than Wes, but even then they weren't as close as they had once been. And Wes lived in Florida so they rarely saw each other.

"Uncle Nick and Uncle Jeff lived with us until I was about 12. They basically helped raise me. My dad just needed the extra help and they had always been really close and we had the room. So once you left they moved in about a week after I was born. But when I was 12 Uncle Nick got offered a job in Lima when his dad passed away, so they moved back there. Now they try to visit as often as they can though," she filled him in. Blaine was starting to feel queasy his friends from high school whom he hadn't spoken too in well over 15 years had basically raised his child instead of him. She could tell that he was feeling overwhelmed with all this new information so she decided it would be best to give him a minute before continuing on with their catch-up session.

She gave him another minute or so before she spoke; "Would you want to see him again?" she asked obviously hoping it would be a yes. In all honesty, despite the fact that he had hurt her dad so much she liked the man, and could tell however why he loved him. Before Blaine could answer the question he saw him. He was standing a little up the path way with a shocked looking Rachel; he looked close to tears and was definitely hyperventilating. All Blaine could do was stare back at him. What was he supposed to do in a moment like that? He had just saw him for the first time in 15 years, sitting in the park with his daughter. Then Blaine decided to get up and walk over to him to try and explain the situation. A move that would forever change his future.