Lily had just started kindergarten; her first day was a couple of weeks ago. Kurt and Blaine had been worried about her but, true to form, Lily had breezed through it, loving kindergarten and making friends fast.

Every day she came home excited and eagerly babbled about her day, showing them the drawings she had completed and the couple would hang them proudly on the fridge. Lily liked to use bright colours and a lot of glitter, which both Kurt and Blaine had agreed that she'd inherited from the former. Lily loved reading, too. She would tell Kurt and Blaine all about the books that had been read aloud during Story Time that day and often asked Kurt or Blaine to read to her. She wouldn't sleep without a bed time story and she especially loved it when Blaine put on hilarious accents as he read, often sending Kurt into hysterics as well as Lily.

Lily also liked to sing. She came home each day with her music book and would sing the nursery rhyme that she had learnt that day. She sounded beautiful, even when her voice was confined to childish rhyme, and Kurt knew that one day her voice would become stronger and even more beautiful. Blaine would watch her proudly and sometimes play along with his guitar. Kurt didn't even want to know how he seemed to know every nursery rhyme in existence, but it pleased Lily.

Now that she was at kindergarten, Kurt and Blaine had the house to themselves and they had eagerly taken advantage of that – several times already. It was almost like being newlyweds again.

Blaine slid the post under his arm as he returned to the house. Once inside, he padded back to their bedroom where Kurt was dozing slightly, sheets pooled around his waist, eyes closed with his long eyelashes fanning across his cheeks. Blaine slid back onto the mattress, placing kisses on Kurt's shoulder and gently laying a hand on Kurt's hip.

"Hmm," Kurt sighed contentedly, not opening his eyes.

"We got a letter," Blaine mumbled against his husband's porcelain skin.

"From who?" Kurt murmured, shifting so that he was closer to Blaine's touch.

"Dalton," Blaine grinned, "they're having a reunion.

"Really?" Kurt asked, eyes finally fluttering open. "When?"

"Three weeks from today," Blaine told him. "Can I RSVP?"

"Of course," Kurt smiled, rolling Blaine over and taking the letter from his hand. He placed it on the bedside table carefully before draping himself over Blaine. "But right now, I just want to cuddle."

Blaine beamed, wrapping his arms around Kurt and holding him tightly, letting his fingers map out mindless patterns on his back. Blaine would never tire of the feeling of Kurt's unbelievably soft skin under his fingers and the fact that it was all his. Blaine began to trace his fingers all over Kurt's body, Kurt snuffing out a laugh whenever he hit a ticklish spot.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asked, closing his eyes and losing himself in Blaine's touch.

"Shh, I'm just familiarizing myself again," Blaine whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to Kurt's shoulder.

"I'm pretty sure you're already fairly familiar with my body," Kurt snorted but his breath hitched as Blaine slid a hand up the inside of his thigh. Blaine grinned and titled Kurt's chin up to pull him into a deep kiss.

Lily looked out the window in awe as they made their way through Lima. They had managed to find a puppy sitter for Sheba, their next door neighbour happily accepting the job. They were the community celebrities and as much as they both despised the title, it came in handy whenever they needed something doing. Apparently little old ladies loved being able to tell their friends that they had looked after Blaine and Kurt Anderson-Hummel's dog. Neither Kurt nor Blaine could understand the fascination, but they supposed it made good gossip.

"Are we there yet?" Lily chimed from the back seat.

Blaine chuckled as he drove. "Nearly," he answered. "Just ten more minutes."

Lily nodded and went back to looking out the window. After much debating, the three of them would be staying with Carol and Burt. It was a nostalgic trip into the past, but it was one that both Kurt and Blaine were very much ready for. They had a lot to thank Dalton and Lima for, predominantly for bringing them together.

Ten minutes later, Blaine pulled up to the house, parking outside on the street. Kurt jumped out and went straight to Lily's door, opening it and unbuckling his little girl. He helped her out and grabbed her little backpack that rested on the backseat beside her. Kurt eased it onto her back and shut the door, taking her hand.

After watching his family with a fond expression for a few moments, Blaine had grabbed the bags out of the boot. "Ready," he grinned and led the way to the house. Before they could knock, Carol opened the door, beaming at them.

"Hi, boys," men, she berated herself, though she secretly know she wouldn't ever grow out of the term of endearment, "hi Lily," she greeted brightly.

"Hi Carol," Lily smiled up at her.

"Come on in," Carol beamed and opened the door wider. They went in and Lily looked around with awe, having never seen the house before. She spotted a picture of her two dad's resting on the mantelpiece and rushed over to take a closer look. "Did you have a good trip?" Carol asked.

"Yes, we did," Kurt answered, kissing his stepmother's cheek. "Where's Dad?"

"At the garage. He should be home soon," Carol told him, making her way over to where Lily was standing and taking the picture off of the mantelpiece so that she could look at it.

"I'll go put the stuff in our room," Blaine said and Kurt nodded. Even after all these year, Blaine still referred to the room in the Hummel-Hudson home as theirs. Burt and Carol hadn't redecorated it, often joking about turning it into a museum and opening it to the public so that they could see where Kurt and Blaine grew up. Blaine dropped their bags onto the bed, glancing around the room with a nostalgic smile before heading back downstairs.

Lily was babbling away to Carol, telling her all about Snicky, their new puppy and her time at kindergarten. Carol was making her a snack as she talked, listening intently and making all the right comments and gasps to punctuate what Lily was saying. Carol beamed at Blaine as he entered and slid into the seat next to his husband, wrapping an arm around him. Kurt leaned into him, gently kissing along his jaw line.

It was good to be home.

Kurt and Blaine smiled up at their old school, taking in the site before them with a sense of longing tugging at their hearts. This was the place that had saved them.

"Oh, I've missed this place," Blaine grinned as they headed towards the entrance.

"Me too," Kurt smiled, looking around the old stone building. "It hasn't changed a bit."

"Nor have the two of you," came a voice from behind them and they whipped around to see Nick and Jeff behind them, their wedding bands sparkling in the sunlight. "Then again, we saw you only weeks ago."

Kurt beamed, launching himself into Nick's arms and hugging him tightly before turning to Jeff and tugging him into an embrace. Blaine greeted them both with a hug and they headed into the school together.

"Where is that beautiful little girl of yours?" Nick asked.

"Spending the day with her grandparents," Blaine told him, smiling.

"She's gorgeous," Jeff grinned, reaching down to thread his fingers through Nick's.

"That she is," Kurt agreed brightly. The four of them walked into the hall where the reunion was being held. The room was full as they entered and they were greeted happily by their fellow classmates.

It was common knowledge amongst Dalton of both Kurt and Blaine's huge success. They'd heard enough about it on the news and read about it in magazines, so the pair were met with appraisal and a few people even asked for autographs, but no one was prouder than the Warblers, who bounded over and hugged Kurt and Blaine tightly when they saw them.

"Finally!" Wes beamed, pulling the boys into an embrace. "I've been waiting long enough."

"Hi Blaine, Kurt," Sarah greeted. She was Wes' wife of two years and had barely been seen by Kurt or Blaine since the wedding.

Greetings were passed around as everyone arrived and they spent the rest of the evening catching up. The Warblers had all gone on to great things, which was hardly unsurprising. Blaine and Kurt were still very close to Jeff, Nick, Wes and David, seeing them regularly, but they still kept in contact with the others.

The Warblers, true to form, didn't take long in starting a jam session, singing to their ex-classmates, laughing and having a great time, instantly stepping back into their teenage habits. It was like nothing had ever changed between them and, in all honesty, nothing had. They were still the group of boys that were well respected and dapper and they were still treated like rock stars by the rest of the student body. Nobody wanted the day to end; everyone so glad to see each other again. Unfortunately it was getting late and the school were itching to kick them out – for lack of a better word. Of course, the prestigious staff of Dalton would never say such a thing, but their intentions were obvious.

"We should have dinner," Thad suggested as they all walked to the parking lot. "How long are we all in Lima for?"

"A couple of days," Blaine answered and a few others murmured their assent.

"Well, how about tomorrow? We'll all go for dinner? Or lunch if that suits people better. Klaine, you can bring Lily then," David told the pair.

"Klaine? Really? You still haven't let that go?" Blaine asked, though it was with a fond smile.

"Never," David grinned wickedly and Blaine laughed.

"Well, we're free," Kurt said, breaking up David and Blaine's playful banter.

"Great," Wes beamed, "is everybody else free?"

"Yeah, we're free," Nick answered for both himself and Jeff. The others eagerly agreed and lunch plans were set.

"See you tomorrow!" David called and headed to his car. The others bade their goodbyes and started towards their own cars.

Kurt and Blaine went to theirs and clambered inside. "God, I miss them," Blaine sighed as he pulled out of the parking space.

"Me too, love," Kurt smiled and leant back in his seat. "We'll catch up with them more often."

Blaine grinned and pulled out on to the road, heading back to the Hummel-Hudson household. Blaine pulled up outside, parking the car with a practised ease. The two boys jumped out and headed into the house. The house was quiet save for the tell-tale giggles that were leaking in from the garden. Kurt and Blaine followed the noise, heading out of the back door and smiling brightly when they saw Burt having a tea party with Lily.

They stepped outside and watched as Burt sat at a table set out for a tea party with Lily and Snicky. Burt was far too big for the little chair he was sat in but he held the cup expertly, still remembering the way Kurt had instructed him to when he had been Lily's age. Burt glanced over at them when he saw them out of the corner of his eyes and grinned. He whispered to Lily who looked up and beamed, jumping out of her chair and running as fast as she could over to her two fathers.

"You're home!" Lily cried, laughing herself at Kurt's leg, Blaine putting a steadying arm around Kurt before he could topple over.

"Hi," Kurt chuckled, reaching down to ruffle his daughter's hair. "Are you having fun?"

"Grandpa is the best at tea parties," Lily gushed. "He taught me how to hold my cup properly!"

"Did he? I wonder who taught him that." Kurt grinned at Burt who was heading over to them at a slower pace. "Aren't you a lucky girl?"

"Yeah," Lily beamed.

"You forgot Snicky," Burt reminded her, handing the teddy to Lily.

"Snicky! I'm sorry," Lily cried, hugging her teddy tightly and kissing its head.

"Lily, how would you like to go out to lunch tomorrow?" Blaine asked, crouching down beside her.

"Yeah!" Lily beamed. "Can Snicky come?"

"He sure can," Kurt smiled. "You remember Jeff and Nick?" Lily nodded. "They'll be there too, and Wes and David."

"I like Jeff. He's funny," Lily told them and Blaine chuckled.

"You can tell him that when we see them tomorrow."

"Come on sweetie, it's time for your bath," Kurt said, ushering Lily into the house. While Kurt herded Lily upstairs, Burt clapped Blaine on the shoulder.

"She's a wonderful girl," Burt grinned.

"Isn't she?" Blaine gushed, pride evident in his voice.

"I'm so proud of you, Blaine. Thank you for everything you given Kurt," Burt told him, his throat tightening with emotion.

"Thank you for letting me marry him," Blaine replied, hugging Burt tightly. "I promise I'll love him for the rest of my life. He's my everything. Lily is, too."

"I know, Blaine, it's clear as day on your face," Burt smiled, pulling back and patting Blaine on the shoulder one last time before heading back into the house.

Blaine looked around the garden one last time, nostalgia tugging on his heartstrings. He gazed at the spot where he and Kurt had lay as children one night at a sleepover, looking up at the stars in awe. There was a lot that he missed about the past, but his future was just as amazing. He was honoured to have spent both with Kurt