Dear Mom,

Now that Blaine's parents are parents are gone, I'm waiting. Waiting waiting waiting. Me and dad haven't spoken about Blaine at all. We're scared. Daddy says we can take him in for a few weeks until they can find him new parents but we can't keep him- Dad says it would be too hard.

What do I do, mom? If Blaine moves away…

Blaine dropped his bags at the door and lunged to throw his arms around Kurt. "This'll be great!"

"Yah." Kurt frowned.

"Whatisit?"

"What happens after? When you have to leave?" Kurt ducked his face into Blaine's shoulder.

"Well…" Blaine squeezed the boy in his arms. For a 10 year old, Blaine was smart. He had a strong character and bravery that would blow any 20 year old out of the water. "Well that's coming. But, we have a few weeks together, and we should make every moment of it count until there gone." His firm eyes peered into Kurt's, who felt a certain flutter in his little chest. Blaine's unwavering mask hid his broken heart.

Kurt grabbed Blaine's bags and ran upstairs, "C'mon Blainers!" He secretly loved when Kurt called him that. Kurt tossed his bags into the room and leaped onto the bed, Blaine following suit. Giggling as they fell back onto the bed, Blaine went quiet and turned to Kurt.

"Kurt?"

"Uh-huh?" He said, giggling slightly.

"Why do the other boys…" He quieted.

"What, Blaine?"

"Why do the other boys tease us?" Kurt thought long and hard about this.

"Because we're different." Kurt replied. "And to them it means we're wrong." Blaine was quiet. He new liking other boys was abnormal. But why would they make fun of him for it? He was just a boy like them.

"Kurt?"

"Yah?"

"We're best friends right?"

"'Course, silly! Why would you ask such a silly question like that?"

"Will you promise me something?"

"Yah?" Kurt looked expectantly at him.

"If we're really old… like 30 or something and we're still not daddies, will you marry me? I bet you will be by then but I probably won't be." Kurt smiled at him and his eyes twinkled.

"For sure. But… why wouldn't you be?" Blaine blushed a deep red.

"I don't think I'm…" Blaine looked at his folded hands "I don't think any one would want to marry me." He also left out the fact that the person he'd really want was laying beside him.

"Why would you think that?" Kurt asked. He certainly thought differently.

"I dunno…" He sighed.

"Well I don't think so." Kurt said and got up. He held out his hand to help Blaine out and he took it gratefully.

"C'mon. I'll pull out my glitter glue and scissors. And I know where my daddy keeps the envelopes." Blaine smiled at him and they skipped downstairs.

Burt wrapped his robe around his waist and bowed the tie. His slippers muffled the sound of his shuffling feet as he scrambled out the door to the mailbox. He grabbed new return-to-address letter. It was another one.

Addressed to Mrs. Hummel in Heaven.

He carried it inside and headed to his room. Burt pulled out the large, white binder and undid the envelope's seal. He pulled out the letter and read it quietly to himself.

Hi mom,

It's your Kurtsie. Blaine's here. We just finished writing his big brother a song just for him. I'm really no good at it but Blaine's really talented. I sang it for him as he wrote. Blaine was telling me how he doesn't think he's all that great. I think he's wonderful and the only reason he thinks he's no good is because his mommy and daddy were mean to him- that would make me feel bad. He's real special.

I'm scared. I don't want him to go. I'd do anything to make him stay. I don't think I'd be your same Kurt if it weren't for him and I might loose him. We're gonna get married some day I'm sure cuz I wished on our star to make sure.

"Wanna know a secret?"

"Yes!"

"See that one there?"

"Um… that one?"

"No… that one."

"Yah huh."

"That's my star."

"You have your own star? Lucky!"

"Yah my mommy bought it for me. She said because I'm such a super star I should have one."

"Wow."

"And whenever you wish on it, you're wish is guaranteed to come true."

"Really?"

"Yah." Kurt replied, and Blaine folded his hands and squeezed his eyes real tight. "Watcha doin?"

"Wishin!"

"What for?"

"I can't tell you or it won't come true!" Kurt watched Blaine as he made his wish, and for the first time since his mom died, Kurt closed his eyes and wished harder than he ever had before.

I miss you momma. Keep a look out on daddy- I know he misses you and I think he deserves a person like Blaine is to me in his life. Can you do anything to make Blaine stay?

If you're reading this, I love you.

Kurtsie.

Burt straightened out the letter and put it into the clear pocket of the binder. He closed the binder of 413 letters, all of which he was sure had been read.