"So, how are you doing, Elliott?" Dr. Emily sat down in the kiddie sized chair next to Elly and Addy. Both children were coloring and the small boy turned to smile at her shyly.

"I'm good." He picked up the picture he was coloring to show her. "This is my new family. Did you know that I have a new family?" His picture depicted two men holding hands in the middle, one with glasses and one with black curls. Both had stethoscopes hanging around their necks. The curly haired man was holding the hand of a blue eyed boy and the bespectacled man was holding the hand of a little girl with black pigtails.

"This is a lovely picture Elliott! Can you tell me a little about it?"

"That's my daddy that I've always had and then this is my new daddy. That one is me and that one is my sister, Addy." At this last statement he pointed to the girl next to him. The girl smiled brightly and turned right back to her own picture.

"Well, it's fabulous. I love the way you're all holding hands. Can I ask you a question?"

Elliott shrugged his agreement and continued coloring, adding a rainbow and sunshine in the corner of his paper.

"How come your new daddy is the one holding your hand and your other daddy is holding the hand of your new sister? Why not the other way around?"

Elly looked at her with one eyebrow raised like she was crazy. "They're both our daddies. Why does it matter?" Dr. Parsons threw her head back and laughed.

"You're right. It makes absolutely no difference." She sat back then and observed quietly for a moment before speaking again. "By the way, I've noticed that you like to talk a lot more than you used to."

"Yup." The doctor had to hide her grin at his tacit response.

"Can I ask what made you decide to talk to us now?" Elliott looked thoughtful for a moment and then shrugged again.

"I just wanted to... and my daddy was super happy and I like when he's happy." He turned a smile toward his father who was sitting on a couch off to the side of the room. Kurt gave back a fairly watery smile. Blaine, who was sitting next to him, rubbed a hand on the doctor's knee lovingly. Dr. Parsons took in every look and move the small family made.

"That's great, Elliott." She took one more look at Kurt. "I think that your dad will be happy with you no matter what you choose to do though." Kurt smiled at her gratefully.

The therapist chose that moment to scoot over slightly so that she was closer to the little girl. "I'm so glad that you could come and play with us today, Adelaide." The pigtailed girl grinned.

"It's fun! I like to color!"

"Can you show me what you're drawing?" Addy looked a little more hesitant, not used to the atmosphere here yet, but then shyly held up her own drawing. The doctor's look was one of curiosity, but not judgment.

"That's a lovely house you've drawn." She spoke with great admiration and the child beamed.

"It's our new house. Me and daddy live there with Elly and daddy Kurt now." She looked over at both men for affirmation and received reassuring smiles.

"Are you and your family inside the house?" Dr. Emily noticed that the people in the room were nowhere to be seen in the drawing.

"Yeah, we're watching Finding Nemo and snuggling." The doctor couldn't help but smile then.

"That sounds like fun."

"Yup, and it's safer if we're inside."

Dr. Parsons expression stayed fairly neutral but the faces of the two men showed that they were clearly surprised at her words. The therapist just responded with an, "I see," and let the child go back to her coloring before she spoke again. "Who is that person in the bottom corner?"

"That's papa." Blaine tensed visibly at his daughter's statement.

"Can you tell me about papa?"

"He's not nice like my new daddy. We don't live with him anymore."

"How do you feel about that?" Dr. Emily asked her evenly.

"I like it. My new daddy loves me and gives me hugs all the time... I don't think my papa liked me very much." Blaine started to speak but the therapist held up a hand kindly, showing to give her another moment before speaking. He tensed further and sighed in frustration but sat back with his mouth closed.

"I think you're right. I think your new daddy loves you a lot." She sent a reassuring look to both men before turning back to the girl. "Why is it safer if you're inside the house?"

"Papa is really sick and does things that are 'unstapled', like hurt Uncle Puck."

Even though they smiled slightly at her mispronunciation, the two parents were heartbroken at how much she still feared her absentee father. Dr. Parsons looked to Blaine then, nodding for him to feel free to speak.

"Honey," Blaine and Kurt both left their place on the couch to kneel next to the girl, "Papa is sick, you're right, but there are doctors and policemen taking care of him and we're not going to see him anymore. Uncle Puck is all better too. We don't need to worry about Papa."

"Addy?" Kurt reached out to hold the little girl's hand. "Are you sad at all that you have me now instead of papa?" It was clear that the question hurt him, but he needed to know that she truly was okay. She smiled and rolled her eyes in a perfect imitation of Kurt.

"I'm not sad ever now, daddy! I love you!" Kurt just nodded and hugged both children to him, joined a moment later by Blaine.

"We love you guys." The nurse whispered.

Dr. Parsons nodded to herself as she watched the scene. A slow smile came to her face. This family would be just fine.

Blaine and Alex were walking along the beach. Blaine held his Alex's hand, rubbing his thumb lightly. They were wading in the water as the sun set. Alex stopped walking and turned to his husband, pulling him close. They stood, leaning against each other, watching the orange, pink and yellow of the evening sky. Just as the sun was sinking down behind the water, Alex leaned in to kiss the shorter man. Their lips were barely touching. Alex could almost taste Blaine's skin... he was just beginning to breathe in his sweet scent...

Then he woke up.

That was when he always woke up. It was the same dream, every night, every time he slept. He would wake just before he could truly relive that moment. It was a dream of the last night of their honeymoon. They had walked along the beach one last time before kissing in the glow of the sunset. He wanted that kiss. He wanted to smell and taste and feel his husband again.

Tomorrow. It would happen tomorrow. They were supposed to have a meeting with their lawyers. It was meant to be Alex's last day in the hospital. He was meant to come to a final agreement with Blaine over child support and custody, check out of the hospital and be taken directly into police custody.

Alex's plan was different. He would see Blaine and he would win him back. He would taste those lips again. He was a man obsessed. There was no other thought in his mind.

Tomorrow. He would get his life back tomorrow.

"You don't have to go along, sweetie." Blaine poured a small amount of gel into his hand and worked on styling his hair. "I can drive separately and meet you at your parent's house."

"I know." Kurt had just pulled a fitted polo over his head and Blaine stopped arranging his curls for a moment to admire the view through the reflection of the mirror. The doctor went to speak again but stopped when he caught the other man staring. He smiled as he walked over to the mirror and wrapped his arms around the nurse's waist from behind.

"Enjoying the view?" He whispered into the shorter man's ear. Blaine grinned and went back to styling his hair.

"Momentarily," he teased. "That shirt looks ridiculously good on you. It should be illegal."

"Hmmm, you wanna arrest me? We have a serious lack of role playing in our sex life..." he slowly started to nibble on the ear he was whispering into, causing the nurse to shiver involuntarily.

"Hey now, don't activate the launch sequence. We have to leave in less than ten minutes and the kids aren't even ready yet." Blaine playfully shrugged Kurt off, eliciting a small sigh of frustration from the other man.

"Yeah, I know, you're right. You're looking pretty good too though. I'd better remove myself from temptation before we end up being late." He grinned and exited the bedroom door, calling for the kids to get their shoes on.

Minutes later they were at the front door, preparing to leave. Blaine helped Addy shrug into her small red pea coat and pulled a blue beanie onto Elliott's head while Kurt grabbed the kids' bags containing snacks and drinks.

"I mean it, Kurt." Blaine spoke up again as he opened the door for the family to exit. "Why don't I just drive separately. There's no reason for you to come all the way..." Kurt stopped him with a kiss on the mouth.

"I want to be with you, as much as possible. I know that this is hard for you. It's not like I'm even going inside. I'll just drop you off at the hospital and you can meet us at the park next door when you're done."

Blaine leaned in for another kiss. "Thank you, baby. I love you."

Kurt grabbed the kid's hands and started down the walk. "Love you too."

Nick entered the hospital conference room to find Sam sitting at the table, sorting through paperwork. Alex was sitting in a wheelchair in a corner, staring out of the window.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Meyers." Nick shook Sam's hand before sitting on the opposite side of the conference table. "You're looking better Alex."

Alex looked up slowly and glanced sideways while keeping his face trained toward the window. His eyes showed that he was in another world completely and his shoulders shook slightly with a short laugh. Nick swallowed hard and glanced at the other lawyer with his eyebrows raised in question. Sam just shook his head with a deep sigh as if to say, 'I've stopped trying to understand him.'

"Mr. Anderson should be here any minute and we can get started." Nick opened his briefcase and started to sort through his own pile of paperwork. "Mr. Meyers, the last time we talked your client was willing to consent both to giving over full custody of Adelaide and covering child support. Are we still in agreement?" Sam looked over at Alex who was grinning widely by now, whispering something under his breath and apparently not listening to a word that was being said. Sam cleared his throat, looking incredibly uncomfortable.

"As far as I can tell..."

There he is! This is it!

Alex lurched forward in his wheelchair as Blaine stepped out of the passenger side of an SUV. He was wearing a long camel dress coat with a deep green scarf and a cream colored beanie. He looked adorable, healthy and happy. One of the first things that Alex noticed was that his husband had gained a little weight... in a good way. His cheeks were filled out slightly, showing dimples when he smiled. Alex soaked up the vision, picturing holding this man in his arms once again.

Wait... there was the reason for the smile. A slightly taller man with chestnut brown hair and black rimmed glasses had stepped from the driver's side of the vehicle. Blaine opened up the back seat and two small children climbed out. One was Addy, he recognized the red coat she was wearing.

He had been annoyed at how much it had cost. It was for a three-year-old for fuck's sake. He felt nothing when he saw her. He would need to work on that if he was going to get Blaine back.

The other child was a small boy that Alex didn't recognize. The boy scooted out of the backseat and automatically reached his arms in the air toward Blaine. Blaine scooped the boy up and held him close for a moment, placing a kiss on the small cheek. Addy was holding onto her father's leg, clamoring for his attention. The other man took the small boy into his own arms so that Blaine could pick up his daughter.

Even from his distance, Alex could see the expressions on their faces. They were happy together. They loved each other.

Blaine set his daughter down and took a step forward. Alex watched as his husband wrapped gloved hands around the other man's waist. The man with the glasses, in turn, put his own arms around the shorter man's neck. They leaned in for a soft chaste kiss. It didn't speak of lust or want. It spoke of caring and love.

This wasn't an affair. This wasn't some fling that Blaine was throwing himself into until he came back his husband. This was real, a real relationship... a real family.

The taller man grabbed Addy's hand as he continued to carry the boy. They walked out of the parking lot and headed toward the park next door. Alex could read the lips of the little boy as he turned and called something to Blaine.

'Bye daddy!'

Alex went cold. Something clicked inside of him. The crazed obsession of regaining his husband's love, that had filled his every waking moment, disintegrated into oblivion. His head spinned. The whole world was spinning and he thought he would be sick. He felt a new and unfamiliar understanding take over his senses. He suddenly understood the truth.

Blaine would never again be his.

Watching this little scene had done something that nothing else possibly could have. It snapped him back into reality.

This changed everything. The sick spinning that had overwhelmed him faded into a cold emptiness. He sat back in his chair once more, pulling clasped fingers to his mouth as he lost himself deep in thought.

I know what I have to do now.