Kurt leaned against the wall of the elevator, taping his foot impatiently. What the hell had just happened? Superman had said he was here to stay. Superman congratulated him on his engagement. He let out a breath of disbelief, as if the wind was knocked out of him.

Holy shit. He thought internally. Superman is back.

As he stumbled out of the elevator, pale and shocked, two faces looked up at him. The older of the two boomed with laughter. “You saw Superman! I knew it.” Perry White chuckled, nudging the male next to him. "He just can't stay away from you for some reason ..."

Blaine Anderson fixed his glasses before smiling softly. “Looks like you saw a ghost Kurt.”

Kurt rolled his eyes as he tried to compose himself. “Something like that.” He took a deep breath in and walked past the duo, squaring his shoulders. “Now if you don’t mind me … I best be off.”

“To meet Superman?” Perry asked with a raised eyebrow. “Because I swear to God Hummel, if that article isn’t on my desk by tomorrow, Superman won’t be able to save you from my wrath.”

Blaine noticed Kurt’s fist clench, and saw him turn around to face Perry with a grimace. He looked down at his papers, not wanting to get involved. But he listened closely, knowing he’d be able to catch the entire conversation.

“I’ll write the piece about today’s meeting for tomorrow. Now if you’ll excuse me, there's an election going on and I'm pretty sure there's bribery going on. That takes precedent over a man in tights …” Kurt hissed, his voice tense.

"There's always bribery in politics Hummel, you know this. a279;a279;But a279;a279;Superman doesn't come home everyday." Perry glared at him. "Get your priorities straight."

While they were arguing, Blaine winced at being called a mere ‘man in tights’. His efforts of trying to stay composed failed when he heard himself clear his throat and look up at the two. “I could … I could help.” Realizing they were glaring at him, Blaine shrunk into himself. “I mean … only … only if you w-want me to."

Kurt seemed to contemplate that for a minute. Sizing up his old colleague, he took in a breath. The time off had done him well. He wasn’t sure what was different about Blaine, but it was something he couldn’t put his finger on. He was slightly more built, which Kurt appreciated. And although Blaine was still the shy guy who sat in the corner, there was a hint of self-assurance that Kurt never saw Blaine have. It was a good change.

And yet, Kurt still though there was something else he was missing …

Before Kurt could figure it out Perry slapped him on the back, causing him to stumble forward slightly. “On second thought Anderson, why don’t you just take this election story? It’ll free Hummel up for the real stories.” Perry chuckled before giving a smile and turning back into his office.

Blaine sat there awkwardly looking up at Kurt. “I’m sorry Kurt … that’s not what I meant to do …”

Kurt ran a hand through his hair, and gestured for Blaine to give him a minute. After he composed himself, he turned over to Blaine and took in a deep breath. “Listen, I’m glad your back but this election piece is mine. You’re more than welcome to accompany me, but this is the story I want. Superman means nothing to me.” He gazed back at his office and gestured to it. “I’m going to quickly type this article up, and then I’m going to head out. You coming?”

Blaine nodded silently, not knowing what else to say. Kurt’s words were ringing in his head. Superman means nothing to me. Superman means nothing to me.     When Kurt turned on his heel and left, Blaine slumped into his chair, letting his head rest on the back cushion.

Just when he was getting a moments rest, he heard his name being called. “Blaine! How’s the first day going?” A familiar voice rang.

Blaine didn’t need to open his eyes to know that Jimmy Olsen was approaching him quickly. He stifled a yawn and fluttered his eyes open to look up at him. “Oh hey, Jimmy! I’m doing well. Exhausted though.”

Jimmy nodded glancing over at Kurt pacing in his office, and Perry chuckling at his. “Looks like you’re having an interesting first day.” His eyes watched Kurt give up on pacing, and collapse into his office chair. “Nice to see Kurt happy again though.” He grinned, nudging Blaine in the direction of Kurt typing away furiously at his laptop.

“What are you talking about?” Blaine sighed, sitting up to look at Kurt. “He looks miserable.”

Jimmy grimaced looking down at Blaine. “I forgot … you never saw Kurt post Superman.” His eyes wandered to Kurt, immersed in memories. “He was a mess. Everything he did, Kurt said, reminded him of Superman. So then he wrote that article …”

“What article?” Blaine said suddenly looking up at him.

Jimmy looked around for a few minutes until finding what he was looking for. “He won a Pulitzer for it.” He approached the wall, grabbing a framed article and handing it to Blaine. “Why the World Doesn’t Need Superman … by Kurt Hummel.”

Blaine felt as if all the air had been knocked out of him. His eyes fluttered up to Jimmy who answered with a small nod. “It’s single handedly the most pessimistic, heart breaking, thing I’ve ever read. And that says a lot considering I’ve read everything Kurt has wrote since he started here.” Jimmy took a deep breath in and continued. “He started to get better when he met his fiancé, and things have been uphill from there. But between you and me, he never got over Superman. I still don’t think he is. I mean look at him …” He said gesturing to the office. “Hate … love … there’s such a thin line. You jump from one to the other in a second. And right now, I think Kurt hates how much he’s still in love with him.” Jimmy grinned down at Blaine and shrugged. “Well at least I think so anyway …”

Jimmy was going to continue when he looked down at his watch and swore. “Shit, I’m late for my meeting with Perry. See you later man ….” He said running quickly into Perry’s office apologizing in an instant.

Finally alone, Blaine took a deep breath before gazing down at the article. His heart stopping as he read the words on the page. Jimmy’s hopeful words ran through his brain. Hate … love … there’s such a thin line. You jump from one to the other in a second. And right now, I think Kurt hates how much he’s still in love with him.

And seeing the hateful words on the page, Blaine had never hoped Jimmy was more right before in his life.