The day Kurt was announced dead was the worst day of his life. He knew he could only cry for a little while, he didn’t want his daughter to see him so broken. Kurt wouldn’t want them to wallow in his death for long, he would want them living life. Blaine just didn’t know how to handle losing his soul mate and being a thirty year old widower. But Blaine would just take it day by day, and today was two weeks after his husband’s death and Nat’s fifth grade graduation. They adopted her when she was three and now she was heading into junior high. Blaine didn’t know what to do with himself. In a two months’ time he would have to take her shopping for new school clothes, not Kurt. He would have to wake up early and pack her lunch, not Kurt. He would have to comfort her first heart break, not Kurt. Everything Kurt wanted to do, everything they talked about when they were teens, Blaine had to do alone.

And now he sits with the rest of the parents in the small smelly gym to watch kids walk across stage to accept their diploma. Blaine tried to ignore all of the pity looks other parents were giving him but it was hard. Blaine smiled when he saw Nat stumble her way across the stage, she was wearing a ruffly blue dress that swished as she walked, she had picked it out with Kurt the day before his accident. It took a lot of arguing with her this morning to wear it, when Blaine said “he picked this out for you and just because he’s not with us doesn’t mean we have to forget about him. He wanted to see you at your graduation and he will; he’ll just have a different angle.”

When they got home Rachel stopped by to bring them dinner. She didn’t stay though since Blaine and Nat weren’t in a partying mood. They ate in silence. After dinner Blaine sent Nat to take a shower and get ready for bed. Blaine planned on taking Nat to see a movie tomorrow to help take her mind off of her Papa-less graduation. While Blaine cleaned up dinner he couldn’t help but shed a tear. Kurt said he’d be here; he teased him that he’d have to wipe up the mess of tears Blaine was going to cry at Nat’s graduation.

Blaine had just managed to wipe his tears away before Nat came bounding into the kitchen but she wasn’t stupid, she knew he was crying because of the redness that surrounded his eyes. Nat riffled through the pantry for cookies while Blaine poured them milk. They shared the cookies and milk before heading to bed.

It took Nat about a half hour from first crawling into her bed to find her way to her dad’s bed. She climbed on top of the bed to find her father wrapped around a pillow and tears drying on his face. He must have just fallen asleep. She gently pulled the pillow from his clutches which woke him up. When Blaine saw it was Nat he opened his arms and waited for her to crawl under the covers besides him. It’s been a normal routine for them the past two weeks. Especially the first night Blaine couldn’t even step foot in their bedroom, he slept on the couch with Nat sleeping on his chest.

In the morning Blaine woke up first, Nat was lying next to him her face buried in Kurt’s pillow. He smiled at her before he climbed out of bed and went to make them breakfast. When he returned with plates full of food Nat was still asleep. He sat the tray down and slid into bed next to her. He pushed some of her hair off her forehead and leaned down to kiss her, when he pulled back up he was face to face with someone he thought he lost. Kurt was smiling down at Nat and didn’t seem to notice Blaine staring at him. Blaine was stunned but he couldn’t help the whisper “Kurt” to escape his mouth. Kurt’s head shot up and stared back at him.

“You can see me?”