Blaine's head was burning, now. It literally felt as though it were on fire. He pressed his fingertips into his temples, but nothing worked.

Santana had stood and led Brittany over to a corner, where she was moments away from having some sort of breakdown. Blaine could make out little bits of their muttering, but nothing substantial.

"Britt, baby," Santana was saying. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't think it was important. I just didn't want Blaine to be lonely."

"So you got him to knock you up? Brittany! What the hell?" Santana was yelling now.

"Guys, calm down." Blaine's voice rose above Santana's as he stood, coming between them, before he turned to Brittany, the mother of his child.

"Blaine, I know I probably shouldn't have-"

"Brittany, shut up. I'm not mad." Blaine sighed. "Cassie is the most perfect thing in my life. She's beautiful and intelligent and...I love her. She's my daughter, and I love her. Britt...I should be thanking you, at the end of it all...I just wish I'd known before she was brought to my doorstep."

Brittany blushed, grinning sheepishly. "How is she?"

"Perfect." The man hesitated, looking between the two women before him. "Do you want to...I don't know, meet her?"

"Yes!" The blond squealed while the Latina rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue.

"Are you sure that's a good idea, Blaine? I mean, this could be really confusing for -"

"Cassie will be fine. She's an incredibly bright girl. We don't even have to introduce Brittany as her mom." Blaine argued.

Santana bit down hard on the inside of her cheek, muttering a "whatever" before folding her arms and silently leaving the room.

"When?" Brittany asked, watching her girlfriend leave before turning back to Blaine and smiling.

"Well, I have to pick her up from Kidergarten, so, I guess you could come with me..?"

The blond woman practically jumped in joy. "Yes!" she squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement.

A few hours passed, and Blaine found himself with Brittany inside the building that Cassie's kindergarten was located. The man smiled at Brittany, who stood beside him, bouncing on her toes.

"Right this way, Britt." He grinned, walking down a long corridor.

The blonde woman practically skipped to the last door, where Blaine stopped, knocking on it. It was pulled open by somebody on the other side, who Blaine quickly spoke to about Cassie. Soon enough, a little blonde girl sped out of the room, wrapping her little body around Blaine's leg as he stumbled back from the force of it.

"Cassie!" Blaine yelped as the child gripped harder onto his leg, trying to shake her off, finally succeeding and watching her pull herself up from the floor. "Cassie, this is Brittany."

The girl turned and smiled, waving, before turning back to her father. "Why is she here?"

"Cassie!" Blaine chuckled at the girls bluntness. "She's...well, she's a good friend. And she wanted to meet you."

"Okay." Cassie grinned as Blaine lifted her into his arms, before passing her to the waiting arms if an overwhelmed Brittany.

"Hello, lovely." The blonde woman giggled, strolling after Blaine when he motioned for her to follow him out to his car. They slid in, Blaine allowing Brittany to buckle Cassie into the back seat, while he got into the drivers seat and started the Navigator, waiting for Brittany to get into the passenger seat before he started to back out of the lot.

"So, what are we doing tonight, daddy?" Cassie asked.

"Well, I was hoping that Brittany might look after you for a while. I've got a few things I need to do-"

Brittany cut him off with an excited squeal. "Really, Blaine? Really? Please!"

The man chuckled. "Sure. Just don't let Santana do anything Snix-like around her."

"She'd never." Brittany winked as Blaine drove towards the girl's apartment.

With Cassie and Brittany heading indoors, Blaine drove back to work, and, rather than actually working, bought himself a medium drip and sat at a table by the window, looking out in hopes of Kurt appearing again.

He looked down at his hand, wrapped around the coffee cup, swirling the dark, intense liquid held within the walls of it.

"Blaine?"

It wasn't Kurt, it was Finn, he could tell by the voice. He lifted his eyes and raised his brow in question.

"Have you seen Kurt?"

"No, not since the whole exchange this morning. Why?" Blaine replied, motioning for Finn to sit, although the (much) taller man didn't take up the offer. "I came here in hopes of seeing him."

"Dammit." Finn muttered. "I'll see you sometime later, Blaine, I'm going to try find him."

Blaine opened his mouth to speak, but Finn had already disappeared, marching out of the door somewhere behind Blaine's seat.

Blaine stayed sat there for another hour, watching, waiting, hoping. He sighed, giving up and standing. He threw his coffee cup in the trash on the way out, halfway to the door.

"Blaine?"

Blaine spun around at Kurt's voice, unable to stop the small smile on his lips. Kurt held two cups of coffee in his hands, smiling back.

"Kurt, hi." Blaine grinned.

They stood, somewhat awkwardly, staring at each other, until an elderly lady behind Blaine coughed, causing the dark haired man to startle and jump out of the way, while the taller bit his lip, trying not to laugh.

Kurt motioned to a table, which they both quickly sat at, proceeding to stare at each other for another ten minutes, before the elder finally opened his mouth.

"Blaine..." Kurt breathed, a faint smile forming at the corner of his lips. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Kurt. I missed you so, so much."

"You didn't even remember me." the taller man scoffed.

"You're right, I didn't, but I remember you now, and I remember how much I love you, how special you are to me-"

"I'm not the same person, Blaine."

"I don't care. I want everything with you, if you'll let me." He let out a chuckle. "I want to rediscover you, who you are now. Who this new, improved, wiser, hotter Kurt Hummel is."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Hotter? Really, Blaine?"

"Only in the best way. You're a man, not a boy. I want to be your man, and I want you to be mine."

"You haven't changed at all. You're still the cheesiest person I know."

Blaine winked. "Don't forget it. So, give me a try? Please, Kurt? Please?"