CHAPTER 22

By Klainer0801

*I do not own Glee or any of the characters* - I wish :)

Thank-you for all your lovely reviews! I would have literally stopped at chapter 1 without you! :)

So we'll be finishing soon but I want to thank all of you wonderful readers for sticking with me :D So anyway after this I'm gonna need a new multi-chapter to work on so if anyone has a prompt just drop me a message or tumblr me :) Right… Enjoy the chapter it was difficult to write! Quite long to compared to the others!

Riding along the road again, Blaine finished Aimee's lullaby, singing softly and quietly as she fell further into her dream world.

Now our little lady's out with daddy for the day
she fought the yawns but couldn't stay awake
as I place her in the car
she's out like a light
cause she knows I'll get her home all right

Kurt walked through the empty McKinley Halls and stared at the floor moving underneath his feet. His feet were walking aimlessly and Kurt knew he would end up in a corner of the school he didn't even know soon enough but he couldn't will his feet to stop.

After his English teacher screamed at him 'Pay Attention!' for the 14 time, Kurt had decided it was better to just leave so he picked up his bag, ignored the shouts of his name, and left the classroom.

Now, walking along the corridors, Kurt found his mind had become completely empty of thoughts or feelings. For once, this was a privilege as he found himself free of thoughts of Blaine and Aimee which had been haunting him for the past two weeks.

Blaine.

Kurt scolded himself mentally as memories and flashbacks began to fill his mind of the day his boyfriend had left. Shaking his head, Kurt tried to get back the blissful numbness he had been becoming accustomed to, but to no such luck. That's when he realised where he was. Out of everywhere, this was where his subconscious had led him to.

A small corridor loomed in front with the door to a small classroom flung open to ridicule Kurt where he stood. Kurt gasped for breath as he took a step inside the classroom and saw the beautiful piano where he and Blaine had once sat together, hand in hand, as they gazed out at the view without a care in the world. Kurt would have given anything to go back to that moment.

Slowly and carefully, Kurt ran his hand across the top of the piano and closed his eyes, allowing himself –for the first time since Blaine left- to bask in the memory of his boyfriend and how happy they were together.

He thought of where Blaine and Aimee were now… the whole Hummel-Hudson family had searched all over for them: relatives' houses, hotels, bed and breakfasts… anything they could think of. There was no record of them anywhere. That could only mean one thing in Kurt's mind.

Blaine had informed Kurt that living on the street would be something that wouldn't ever happen… but with the ways things looked, Kurt wondered if that was now a possibility. How much trouble were Aimee and Blaine in? He hated to think about it.

"You could have done more. You could have stopped them leaving. Why did you have to open your big mouth…Blaine trusted you." Kurt found himself repeating the statement to the open air as he did so ever night before he went to sleep lately. He couldn't hold it in anymore, he broke down and collapsed on his knees to the floor.

Glee Club, Teachers and even pupils from around the school knew something was up with Kurt. He knew they were all discussing his current welfare behind his back and he knew the rumours that were flying round. People had also noticed Blaine wasn't turning up for school and had begun to put two and two together. Kurt was fed up of the sympathetic looks from the Glee Club and the snide remarks made by the jocks. He hated that people could see Kurt's emotions like they were written on his forehead, he had always prized himself on being able to hide his true feelings.

And yet here he was: Alone and crying on the floor of a dark and dingy classroom, reminiscing and letting his barriers down. How had it ever come to this?

"My little girl is growing up…" Blaine sighed into the silence as he brushed Aimee's hair off her forehead. She smiled in her sleep and curled tighter into a ball in the bed around her teddy bear. Blaine gave a small kiss to her nose and moved over to the other bed. He pulled back the covers and sank down onto the mattress slowly.

Yes, it hurt knowing Aimee only saw him as her brother and not a father but it had always hurt. Ever since the deal with his father, every day Blaine felt it. However, since meeting the Hummels things had gotten greatly worse. Before, Blaine had forced himself to believe that things were how they were for a reason and they would always stop that way. But now Kurt had shown him some hope… yes, things were different.

That hope arose in Blaine and he had truly started to believe he had a chance in changing things with Aimee; maybe even leading a life with Kurt too. Blaine clenched his fists in fury as he realised how stupid and naïve he had been. Things could never change, regardless of how much he wanted them to!

Letting the tears fall, Blaine forced himself to sleep at 4:00am. Thinking of a life where he was walking hand in hand down the sidewalk with the one he loved. His one and only Kurt Hummel. The sun was shining down upon them as they talked and joked together. In front of Blaine ran Aimee, a few years older but just as beautiful, pushing a pram whilst singing happily.

"Daddy, can we get an Ice-cream please?" the little girl pleaded as the Ice-cream trucks tune began to blast through the street. Blaine picked her up with ease, "Of course, what do you want honey?"

Aimee pointed to the strawberry ice lolly and wiggled out of Blaine's arms in excitement. Her feet hit the ground with a small thud and she stumbled over to the Ice-cream van, laughing to herself. She wasn't quite tall enough to peer over the counter so jumped up and down impatiently as she beckoned, "Papa come on before he goes! Quickly!"

Kurt giggled, gave Blaine a peck to the cheek and threw the most beautiful smile in his direction before joining Aimee, "Look after Charlie darling."

Blaine looked down to see they had a dog too. A small Jack Russell who was bounding around at his ankles, tongue wagging in the heat. Blaine bent down and scratched Charlie's ears before looking back over to his family.

What the fuck!

Blaine recoiled in horror as the Ice-cream man transformed into his father, smiling evilly as he crouched to pick up Aimee. The girl screamed out as she was pulled inside the van and strapped into a seat. Blaine began running in the direction of the truck but his feet ran on the spot. The space between them stretched as he ran, it grew and grew until he couldn't see the van anymore. He screamed for Aimee but no noise came from his mouth.

Turning around quickly, Blaine saw Kurt staring at him with a blank expression. Blaine let out a choked sob and reached out his hand to pull Kurt into a hug. However, the minute Blaine's hand touched his shoulder, Kurt's body burst into a cloud of dust and smoke and floated away into the wind.

Blaine fell onto his knees in desperation, screaming silently. He turned his head to see Charlie turning into an enormous black dog, teeth bared and bloody. The new creature lunged for Blaine's face and-

Blaine sat up in bed suddenly, covered in a cold sweat with his t-shirt clinging to him. He pulled it over his head and hurled it across the room. Running his fingers through his hair, Blaine tried to calm his breathing. He glanced to the clock next to his bed to see the time 5:14am glowing back at him. Great! I can't even go to sleep for an hour without a bloody nightmare now! Blaine thought as he lay back down into bed and closed his eyes.

He had lost so much sleep since he left Kurt, each night getting worse and worse. Blaine was scared, that soon he wouldn't be able to sleep at all. He plugged his earphones in his ears; in the hope the music would help him get some rest. Blaine cried himself to sleep, yet again.

He didn't notice Aimee sit up in the night, disturbed by his cries. She blew a kiss over to him, mouthing 'I love you Blainey' before resting her head back onto her pillow and drifting back into sleep.

Kurt woke with a start as the school bell rang out through the classroom. Damn… this was the third day in a row he had missed his lessons to hide away in this room. Brushing the dust on his sleeve away from where he had been lay on the floor, Kurt noticed the contents of his bag had fallen out across the floor. He must have passed out from the exhaustion of hysterical tears; he had been feeling weaker by the day.

Steadily, Kurt picked himself up from the floor and pulled out his phone. He had heard the school bell but had no idea what time that bell signified, it could be the end of the day for all he knew. He flicked on his phone and squinted with pain as the intense light reached his eyes in the darkness. It was only lunchtime, he could see from the time display on his phone but that wasn't the thing that caught his eye.

8 Missed Calls – Dad

Fingers fumbling, Kurt panicked as he pressed the call option. What the hell had happened? Scenarios began to run round in his head but he barely had time to think as his Dad picked up after the first ring.

"Give me two seconds, Kurt."

Holding his breath in worry but anticipation, Kurt heard a car screech round a corner and then pull to a halt from Burt's end of the phone call.

"Sorry, I was driving. Listen kiddo I tried to get in touch earlier but the calls weren't going through so I-"

Oh great. His Dad had been trying to get in contact while Kurt lay there in his own self pity, not bothering to check his phone. Who knows what could have happened? 8 missed calls meant it was something urgent and judging by the tone of his dad's voice, Kurt could tell it was something very important too.

"Sorry Dad I was jus-"

"No matter Kurt, listen to me. I have some news for you… you might want to get here as soon as possible."

Kurt made his way out of the classroom and began to run down towards the exit of the school. Unlocking the car the minute he stepped outside. If this was what he thought it was then his dad was right. He needed to get there as fast as he can and he didn't care how many rules he had to break to do it. Including not being able to leave the school premises in school hours without permission.

"Yes Dad?" Kurt whispered as he reached his car and waited for the one reply he was hoping with all his heart to hear.

"I've found them."

Ok. Deep breath.

Burt could see Blaine and Aimee through the window of Starbucks, sitting opposite each other and sharing a chocolate cookie frappuccino between them. They looked… well. Not like they'd be living on the streets but not as if they were happy either.

Not knowing what the hell he was going to say when he came face to face with the pair, Burt pushed the door open and walked inside. The woman at the counter looked at him expectedly so he walked over and ordered a Latte for himself before making his way to the table where Aimee and Blaine were sitting.

Now Burt was closer he could see how truly unhappy Blaine was: the pain and sorrow even more evident in his eyes now Aimee wasn't looking at him. He had to hide his emotions from her obviously, Blaine was meant to be looking after the little girl and be someone she can look up too. Burt took another deep breath before he made his way over to the broken boy.

"Mind if I sit down son?"

Blaine jumped in surprise but then froze in shock and almost horror as he saw who had spoken to him. His eyes widened, emphasizing the huge bags under them and the pale skin that covered his face. His mouth dropped open as if he was going to reply but he stayed silent. Suddenly, he dived for Aimee's hand across the table and stood up in a panic, trying to find a way past Burt.

"Hey – Hey Blaine… BLAINE!" Burt shouted, catching attention from a few of the other customers so he dropped his voice back down, "I'm on your side Blaine. I only came to talk."

Blaine's face dropped to one of confusion as he considered Burt and his proposal for a second. Eventually he stepped back and sat back in his seat, hugging Aimee close so Burt had to sit opposite. Burt took his seat and looked at the pair as he took a sip of his drink.

"I've missed you." Aimee blurted out into the silence, receiving a pained noise from Blaine in reply as he held her hand even tighter.

"I've missed you too, a lot. You too Blaine. That's why I've come to talk… if you're willing to answer me?"

Blaine still stared sceptically over at Burt but seemed to visibly relax a slight bit at his words, "We've missed you all… How did you find us? And it depends what you're about to ask me…"

"One of my customers said he'd seen you here a few minutes back so I left right away and just hoped I'd get here in time before you left. And, well, first things first… how are you both?"

Aimee shared a look with Blaine before answering, "I'm fine, I just miss you all. I know Blainey's not ok though…"

Blaine turned to look at the little girl, scared out of his mind as tears began to well up in his eyes. "Aimee?" was all Blaine managed to get out before he choked up. He took in a deep breath and blinked back the tears as he interlocked their hands.

"What makes you say that honey?" Burt questioned.

Aimee's face fell more and more upset as she began to talk. Obviously she had been hiding a lot of feelings too, "I'm only little… but I know when Blainey's not ok because he's always been ok… till now. He looks more and more ill every day and I've heard him crying himself to sleep every night since we left you all. I hate it when Blainey's sad… it makes me sad. I guess- He misses Kurt."

Blaine pursed his lips together as he tried to control his emotions as the mention of Kurt, "Aimee I'm fine. We need to go, come on." Blaine stood up and began to pull Aimee out of the shop, ignoring her protests.

Burt ran out after them and stepped in front of Blaine's bike before he could hop on, "Listen, all I want is a few more minutes. A few more questions and a plan proposition… sound acceptable?"

Sighing with exhaustion, Blaine picked Aimee up and sat her on the small wall beside them and proceeded to lean against it himself, "Ok. A few minutes… Then we are leaving."

"Leaving to where Blaine… where are you staying?"

"Just a hotel near here."

"But we asked around-"

"I used a fake name. I wasn't going to make it that obvious where I'd been was I!" Blaine said, rolling his eyes as if it was evident.

Burt crinkled his nose as Blaine began to light a cigarette, "Put that out will you. And where the hell have you found the money to do that?"

Chucking the cigarette to the ground, Blaine tutted and stared back at Burt, "I'm capable of earning money. I've found a job at one of the shops in the next town to this one… and besides I had quite a bit saved up already. I was hoping to get something for… -Ku…"

Blaine stuttered and gave up on saying his boyfriends name, knowing it would hurt too much. Burt noticed how much the boy was struggling with the conversation and decided to get straight to the point.

"Ok Blaine," Burt began, "Here me out on this ok?"

Blaine nodded and looked down at his feet before Burt started again, "So, you need to come home… both of you. You know that! You shouldn't be living in a hotel when you've got a perfectly good home. And you Blaine should be at school, not working! I've already got a complaint from McKinley about your attendance: It's been two weeks!"

Blaine shuffled nervously and rubbed his thumb over Aimee's hand as he listened to Burt intently.

"I know you and Kurt had a… umm... fall out shall we say? But he misses you Blaine. He's not the same at all! He needs you and you need him! After you've figured things out we can begin to think about how to best transfer Aimee's rights to you so you can be known as… Well, what you truly are to her. You realise he was only telling me about – you know – because he cares so much for you both." Burt glanced over at Aimee but she seemed to be only interested in the fact that they might be going home.

"Yes, I know that. Which is why I can't go back… I was terrible to him Burt. He deserves so much better than me! I flipped out and I was selfish as I always fucking am. I didn't even stop for a minute and think about his reasons. I don't see why he should ever forgive me."

"If you saw the state of him without you, you'd go back."

Blaine's head snapped up as he heard the voice. That one voice he had been longing to hear. There he was. His perfect boy. By the way he was, Blaine knew he must have been coping just about as well as himself… but Kurt still looked perfect, absolutely beautiful without fault to Blaine.

"I came as fast as I could." And that was it. It was like everything was forgotten and forgiven. Kurt smiled over at Blaine before he ran into his awaiting arms. Blaine hugged back tightly as if he would never let go again. Breathing in his scent and feeling up the soft skin on the back of his neck, Blaine's tears finally began to fall.

Aimee squealed as she realised who had arrived and she jumped into the hug, holding tightly and emitted small excited squeaks. Kurt pulled back slightly but not enough to break any contact and simply stared up into Blaine's brilliant shining eyes. He laughed slightly and brought up his hand to wipe the tears from his face. Blaine leaned into the touch and closed his eyes, never wanting the moment to end. This was where they belonged. Together.

"Blaine, I'm so sorry. I''m sorry. I was stupid, we need you home. I had no right… you trusted me. I'm s-sorr-"

Blaine silenced Kurt with a small chaste kiss and that was what started the tears for Kurt. Such a small loving gesture, that he had missed for far too long.

"It's me who should be apologising Kurt… I jumped to conclusions and ran. I haven't treated you how I should but I promise – if you're willing to take me back- I'll treat you better and I'll-"

"I have a better idea. Yes, I will take you back if you will take me too… then we'll forget about these fucking stupid things. And you'll treat me exactly how you already do… because you're perfect and I would never change anything about you. How about it?"

Blaine held Kurt tight and spoke into his hair, "Yes. Just yes Kurt. I love you. Thank-you so much."

"Kurt? Kurt?" Aimee squeaked from below them.

Kurt laughed and bent down to pick up the little girl in his arms, giving her a little tickle as he did so. Aimee squirmed before settling down into Kurt shoulder and slinging her arms around his neck.

"And as for you! I've missed you more than I can say. How do you feel about coming home with Blainey?"

Aimee opened her eyes slowly and looked between Blaine, Burt and Kurt before she answered, "I'd want nothing more."