Tina and Mike were planning a weekend getaway for some much deserved rest. Being doctors gave them long hours and they took every opportunity to get away and spend some alone time together. Rory and Artie were becoming close mates and Artie was giving Rory tips at being a good cop that Rory listened to eagerly, desperate to prove himself.

Rachel and Finn had been organizing Alex's birthday party, Rachel wanting to go all out and create a dramatic affair so that his friends would be talking about it for ages.
It was just a normal day, everyone going on about their day. Everyone except Kurt.

He hated this day. A reminder of everything he lost. He didn't want to get up, but knew he had to get up for Paige. He dressed slowly, feeling emotionally drained and the day had only just begun. He got Paige ready for the day, getting her breakfast and choosing some clothes out for her.

"What are we doing today daddy?' Paige asked and Kurt smiled sadly at her.

"We are going for a little ride today," Kurt answered her gently. Paige nodded and ate her breakfast. When he had cleaned up, he got them ready for their outing, Paige hurrying to find her favourite beanie kid to take with her. Kurt locked up the house and helped Paige into the car before pulling out and merging with the traffic.

Paige was quite in the car, playing with her beanie kid, talking under her breath. Paige could sense that there was something wrong, she just didn't understand what or why. Kurt drove them out of New York and to a small cemetery that held all fallen officers. It was the anniversary of Johns death. John had been called out to attend to a robbery in progress at a Jewellery. He had arrived at the scene with Puck, gun drawn and ordering the men to stand down.

They were going to, but one of the robbers panicked and shot John, hitting his heart. He went down hard and puck fired, killing the robber. The others had surrendered quickly, none of them having weapons on them. Puck had tried to save John, keeping pressure on the wound but he had died at the scene. Kurt remembered opening the door and seeing Puck distraught and tear stained face. He knew in that moment that it was bad news.

"I'm sorry," Puck had choked out and that was it. He was gone.

Kurt pulled into the small parking lot and helped Paige out of the car. He locked it and held her hand, leading her into the cemetery.

"Where are we?" Paige asked, confused.

"This is where your dad is resting," Kurt explained gently. "You remember how I told you that your dad was now in heaven?" Paige nodded. Even though Kurt didn't believe in god or heaven, it was easier to explain it to Paige this way. "Today is the day that he passed away. You are too little to remember him but I want you to know him."

Paige nodded, confused but allowed her dad to lead her to the grave stone. She looked at it curiously while Kurt looked at it sadly.

"Dad is in there?" Paige asked.

"In the ground sweetie," Kurt explained gently.

"Do you still love him?" Paige asked innocently.

"Every day sweetheart," Kurt smiled softly.

"Do you love Blaine?" Paige asked.

"Yes, sweetie," Kurt nodded. "I will always love your dad but he has been gone for two years."

Paige nodded. "Did he love me?"

"So much little princess," Kurt smiled tearfully. He picked her up and held her on his hip. She laid her head on his shoulder and Kurt kissed the top of her head. They stayed there for a while until Kurt moved and headed back to the car. Instead of going home, he took Paige to an ice cream shop and they shared a chocolate Sunday. After eating and trying to clean up Paige as much as possible before heading home.

Once home, Kurt cleaned Paige up so she was no longer sticky and let her go play. Kurt went to the couch and pulled out his photo album, looking through their pictures.

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Blaine knew it was the anniversary of Johns death. He had seen most of the officers surrounding the wall of the fallen, Finn and Puck included.

Blaine had sat back and had waited before Puck was seated in front of him.

"It's the anniversary of Johns death," Puck informed him quietly. "You might want to ring Kurt."

"Thanks Puck," Blaine thanked quietly and picked up his phone. He was halfway ringing the number when his mobile rang. Frowning, he pulled it out and saw it was Kurt.

"Hey Kurt," Blaine greeted gently but his eyes widen with surprise.

"Hi Blaine. It's Paige."

"Paige. What's up?" Blaine asked, confused. Puck frowned, leaning forward.

"Blaine, daddy is sad," Paige said. "He's been crying and I tried but he won't."

"It's OK sweetie. I'll be right there," Blaine promised. Paige hung up and Blaine quickly stood, grabbing his jacket. "I have to go."

"I'll cover for you," Puck nodded and Blaine smiled with thanks and he was gone.

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Kurt frowned as there was a knock on the door. He stood, wiping his eyes and opened it. He was surprised to see Blaine standing there.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked, confused. Blaine stepped in and hugged Kurt tightly. Kurt hugged him back, confused. He heard rapid footsteps and they pulled away, looking at Paige.

"Good. Daddy, I didn't know what to do. Blaine help him!" Paige cried.

"It's OK," Blaine assured her, bending down to kiss her cheek.

"Thank you," Paige thanked, throwing her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. Blaine hugged her tightly and then gently released her. He stepped back and winked and she beamed. She hurried back to her room and Blaine turned back to Kurt.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked, eye narrowing. "What is going on?"

"Relax," Blaine soothed. "Paige called me. She was upset that you were crying and didn't know what to do. I know how hard today is for you."

"The boys told you," Kurt assumed and Blaine nodded. Blaine gently moved towards Kurt and was glad that Kurt didn't back away.

"What do you need?" Blaine asked and Kurt gazed up at him with wide, sparkling eyes.

"I don't know," Kurt whispered.

"We could start with a hug and go from there," Blaine suggested and Kurt chuckled lightly. Kurt stepped into Blaine arms and tucked himself into body. Blaine wrapped his arm around him tightly and held him closely.

"I'm glad Paige called you," Kurt murmured and Blaine kissed his cheek

"Me too."

Kurt pulled away gently and led Blaine to the couch. They curled up together and Paige came wondering out, peeking around the couch. Kurt opened his arms and Paige hurried to them, crawling into his lap. Kurt held her tightly, Blaine wrapping his arms around them both.

"Are you OK daddy?" Paige asked quietly.

"I'm OK sweetie," Kurt assured her.

"OK daddy," Paige said, snuggling into his arms.

The three of them stayed snuggled on the couch for a while, Kurt nuzzling into Blaine's neck and stroking his daughters hair softly. Eventually Paige started fidgeting and slipped away to go play with her toys.

"So we've hugged," Blaine started, breaking the comfortable silence. "Now should we eat some ice cream?"

"We've already eaten Ice cream," Kurt chuckled.

"Alright then. How about pop corn and a movie and if you feel like talking we can," Blaine suggested and Kurt just stared at him. Blaine shifted under his intense gaze. "Or we could do something else."

"Are you real?" Kurt asked and Blaine frowned.

"I'm sorry. What?" Blaine asked.

"Most people would feel uncomfortable about talking about past husbands. Even my friends can't talk to me about it. They don't really understand but I can only really talk to my dad about it," Kurt explained.

"Kurt," Blaine said gently, cupping his cheek. "You were married. I know that. I know that you will always love John and I don't want you to forget that." Kurt eyes began to water and Blaine stroked his cheek. "I can't understand about losing a partner because I never have. But I know how to listen and to be there for you."

Blaine was surprised when Kurt kissed him but kissed him back. Kurt pulled away gently and smiled softly at Blaine.

"I love you," Kurt whispered and Blaine's eyes widened.

"You- you do?" Blaine stuttered ad Kurt nodded.

"I know that this isn't romantic and with today the anniversary of Johns death but-"

Blaine cut him off with a kiss. "I love you too."

Kurt smiled and settled himself against Blaine's chest, Blaine wrapping his arms around him.

"I just want to lay here," Kurt whispered and Blaine nodded.

"Sounds good."