When they arrived at the Hummel home it was dark and quiet, Burt already in his room asleep. Kurt lit a lantern and Blaine followed him nervously into his room. Hed spent plenty of time in Kurts bedroom, a lot of that time making out. And he knew that Kurt said nothing was going to happen tonight, and that was fine with Blaine, but still he didnt want to mess anything up. He had never stayed over like this and he felt like it was a big deal.

Kurt lit another lantern in his room and grabbed some things from his dresser. "Im just going to go changed." He said and Blaine smiled watching him leave the room. Blaine rubbed his hands together and blew out a deep breath. This wasnt a problem. This wasnt something to be worried about. He was just sleeping over. He opened his bag and pulled on his own pajamas, a t-shirt and cotton pants, and was changed and sitting waiting on the bed when Kurt came back. He was wearing a long shirt with some sort of shorts underneath and Blaine stomach flipped over a little because he looked so lovely by the light of the lantern he was carrying.

"Did you want me to sleep on the sofa or?"

Kurt sat down next to him bunching his eyebrows together. "No." He shook his head. "You can stay with me… if you want."

Blaine laughed nervously and decided he had to do something to break the ice so he kissed him, leaning forward with his hand on Kurt cheek. Just sort and sweet and caste against Kurts lips, but it made him feel better. If Kurts smile was any indication he felt better too. Kurt blew out his lantern just leaving the one on the side table lit and crawled into bed, Blaine went around to the other side and followed suit. Kurt turned to blow out the last lantern and then faced Blaine, both of them laying on their sides, only the light of the moon streaming in through the window allowing them to see each other.

"Im sorry if this is odd." Kurt said. "I just wasnt ready to say goodbye to you yet and… I know you have to go home soon. I just wanted to take advantage of your time here. And… its odd, isnt it?"

Blaine smiled, his hands pillowed under his head, Kurt didnt want to say goodbye to him so he asked him to stay over, Blaine wanted to laugh, the thought of that making him so happy. "No. Actually, I dont feel weird." He scooted in closer to Kurt. "Its nice."

Kurt smiled brightly before placing a slow kiss to Blaines mouth then he curled up close, tucked next to Blaine as he draped an arm over Blaines waist. "Is this alright?"

"Very" Blaine said softly, melting into Kurts embrace.

Kurt smiled and then whispered, "Goodnight Blaine."

"Goodnight Kurt."

Having Blaine sleep over turned out to be a wonderful idea. Even if nothing had happened more than sleeping next to each other, it still felt so intimate. Falling asleep next to Blaine and listening to his deep even breaths match Kurts own was one of the most comforting things Kurt had ever experienced.

He was starting to feel frantic knowing that Blaine had days, 10 days in fact, left here in Folaigh. He felt like he needed this, needed Blaine curled up next to him, his arms wrapped around Kurts middle and Kurts head pillowed on Blaines chest.

Kurt decided he loved waking up next to Blaine just as much as falling asleep next to him. It was one of the most beautiful feelings in the world, like standing in the first snow of the season and catching flakes on your tongue, or watching a shooting star come out of nowhere to fly across the sky, or feeling the sun warm your skin on a perfect summer afternoon. That was what it felt like to be with Blaine.

He wanted to open up to Blaine and give him everything, the only reason he didnt feel ready for anything more physical was because there were secrets he was keeping from Blaine, things he wasnt allowed to say. Kurt hated keeping things from him. Things about Folaigh. Things about himself. It was an invisible barrier between them as real as the barrier around Folaigh. It kept Kurt from being as happy as he knew he could be in this moment. He couldnt believe that a place that was meant to keep him safe was the very thing standing in the way of him being truly happy.

Kurt sighed and thought about his mom, about what had happened to her and how that had lead them to Folaigh, but more about her smile and her laugh and her kind eyes and how much Kurt was sure she would love Blaine. Blaine woke up with a yawn and Kurt turned in his arms to look at him. His hair was crazy in the mornings like this, the way it had been that time they woke up in the clearing. More fizz than curls and absolutely delightful. Kurt reached up and ran his fingers through Blaines curls and watched him grimace.

"Ugh. Im sorry you have to see me this way."

"Blaine you look positively lovely right now." Kurt said and watched as Blaines face lit up in a smile.

"I dont usually wear my curls so free, I usually gel them down. But I dont have any more gel." He was sleepily rambling and Kurt loved him for it.

"Im sure you look very handsome with your hair done the way you would normally do it. But I hope you dont think it looks bad curly. If anyone ever told you that they were wrong."

Blaine just smiled again. "What were you thinking about when I first woke up? You were so intent."

"You were watching me when I thought you were asleep?"

"I like looking at you. You have such a nice face."

Kurt laughed and tugged Blaine closer. "I was thinking about my mother."

Blaine was quiet for a moment his hand rubbing up and down the small Kurts back. "Your mother who taught you to sing and has relatives in America and who you use to have tea parties with. It sounds like she was wonderful."

"She was." Kurt whispered.

"Thats all I know about her though."

Kurt bit his lip. "Oh. I guess… I… I dont talk about her a lot."

"What was she like?" Blaine asked pressing a sleepy kiss to Kurts head.

Kurt smiled, his heart doing funny little cartwheels in his chest. "She was… funny and… creative she used to make up these wild bedtime stories. She would pick out a book and open it and pretend like she was going to read it to me and then make something up that would leave me laughing and happy and ready for bed. She had this one perfume she always wore and the top drawer of my dresser still smells like it. She and my dad were so happy, I use to catch them kissing in the middle of doing other things, like making dinner, they would just stop and get distracted by each other."

"She was lovely." Blaine concluded and Kurt nodded.

"She was. She and my dad fell in love young and got married against her parents wishes. She came from money and my dad was just a working man. But they were happy." Kurts voice cracked a little and he scooted up so he was face to face with Blaine.

Blaine brushed some hair out of Kurts eyes and asked so softly it was barely a whisper. "What happened to her?"

"She uh… she was…" Kurt cleared his throat and rolled over to his back staring at the ceiling, but glad Blaine kept his arm around him. He didnt talk about what happened to his mom much, and if he was going to do this he needed Blaine close. All of Folaigh knew why the Hummels had joined their little village, Kurt wasnt sure hed actually ever told anyone what happened to her himself.

"She was killed." Kurt said not knowing anyway to say this, but directly. "Someone on the street killed her for the little money she was carrying in her purse. It was… it was bad. She um… we didnt know at first, she just didnt come home. And then a constable came over and told us… I…" That was all Kurt could say on the subject his throat clogging with tears.

He had been eight at the time, old enough to understand he wouldnt ever see his mother again, too young to understand how something like that could happen. In fact, he still didnt understand how something like that could happen. Sometimes he hated being trapped in Folaigh, sometimes he understood.

Blaine leaned up on his side, elbow bent and head propped on his hand so he could look down at Kurt. He gently wiped tears from his cheeks. "Kurt." He said and sounded like he was going to cry too.

Kurt didnt want that, not now. He didnt need sympathy, hed had years of that, right now he just wanted Blaine. He reached up and pulled Blaine down into a kiss. Blaine was hesitant at first probably confused by Kurt shifting moods this morning, but he kissed Kurt back and Kurt felt the tight squeeze of pain in his chest unfurl into something warm that only Blaine could make him feel.

Burt didnt say anything when Kurt and Blaine emerged from Kurts room for breakfast, he raised an eyebrow at Kurt, which Blaine translated into Burt saying, "Well talk about this later" but otherwise he didnt seem to mind. They had breakfast together and it felt homey and easy. Burt was actually very easy to get along with once he liked you, and for some reason that Blaine was eternally grateful for, he seemed to like him.

"I promised the Figgins I would go over and look at their stove today." Burt said as they were cleaning up after the meal. "Will you come along Kurt?"

Kurt glanced at Blaine. Blaine remembered what hed said about the Figgins and their fear of outsiders. "Thats fine. Go help your dad." Blaine said.

"Well be back soon. You can wait here." Kurt kissed him on the cheek before they left.

Blaine smiled and sighed as they went, he didnt even want Kurt to be gone the short time it would take for Burt to help the Figgins, how was he ever going to manage going back to New York? He restlessly wandered around the Hummel home, grabbing a book from Kurts collection deciding to read as he waited. His mind kept drifting back to what Kurt had told him about his mom though. It explained some things; in fact it could be why Kurt was so against leaving Folaigh, maybe he was afraid.

Blaine had been thinking about offering to buy Kurt a ticket to come and visit him in New York. He and Sam had saved a long time to afford this trip to Ireland, but it had ended up being less expensive than expected. And once Blaine got back to the states and worked things out with his stolen wallet, he knew he had a little left in savings.

Would it be enough to purchase another transcontinental flight though? And even if it was, would Kurt want to come? Blaine didnt want to leave Folaigh not knowing when hed ever see Kurt again. Just the thought of that made fear flare in his chest, but Blaine wasnt going to push Kurt into doing anything he wasnt comfortable with either. Blaine would come back here again if thats what he needed to do.

Blaine had known from the start that Kurt was something special, that hed never known anyone like Kurt and that he wanted to know him more. He hadnt imagined falling in love though. And he was in love. It wasnt just an infatuation, or a brief summer fling. Hed never felt this way before, hed cared about guys, dated guys, been with guys, but hed always known that hed never actually been in love.

That was what ended hes last relationship in fact, Tony had been great, they got along well together. And then Tony said he loved Blaine and Blaine couldnt say it back. Hed know Kurt exactly 21 days, was that really long enough to fall in love with someone? Blaine put the book down and thought about Kurt, his face, his voice, his determination, his forgiving heart, his love for everyone around him. Yes, 21 days was more than enough time to fall in love with Kurt Hummel.

Blaines thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door; he got up to find Sam there.

"What are your plans for today?" Sam asked. "Mercedes is busy with her family and Quinn… well I dont think she is happy with me."

"You dont think she might have reason to be upset with you?" Blaine said letting him in.

"Why would she?"

Blaine raised his brows and crossed his arms across hes chest. "You did kind of lead her on… before deciding you liked Mercedes."

Sam sighed, "I didnt mean too."

"I know." Blaine shut the front door behind him. Sam had a good heart; he just didnt think things through. "Im waiting for Kurt to get back from a job with his dad. You could hang out with us."

"And be big Mr. Third Wheel?"

"It wont be that bad. I think we are helping in the shop today, youre good with your hands, I bet youd enjoy it."

"Yeah, okay." Sam agreed with a shrug and a smile, "Its okay for me to wait here?"

"Im sure its fine Sam."

Sam nodded and looked around the room. The Hummels front room was large, a combination of living room and kitchen. It had a sofa and chairs facing a fireplace on one side and a little kitchen on the other with a table and a wood burning stove and a sink with a pump for water. It was homey and practical and Blaine had started to love it here. Sam was roaming around the room as he picked up a book from a side table in the living room and came back to sit with Blaine at the kitchen table. Blaine glanced at the book.

"Youve taken up reading the Bible?" Blaine asked looking at the big black leather bound Bible Sam had brought over.

"What?" Sam said looking up. "No not really… Mercedes is kind of religious though…"

Blaines smile grew. "Ah, I see."

"I didnt know the Hummels where, they dont go to church on Sunday."

"No, they arent really. I guess the Bible could be a family thing."

Sam nodded and opened the book, looking a little bored and Blaine doubted hed get very far just starting at the beginning and trying to plow through.

"Oh cool, look at this." Sam said turning the Bible in Blaines direction. Blaine leaned over to look, on the front inside pages was a handwritten family tree, names of husbands and wives and their childrens names and birthdates written underneath.

"Hey look! Heres Burt." Sam said and Blaine looked at where he was pointing. There in small, flowing script were the names Burt Hummel & Elizabeth (Harrison) Hummel.

Blaine narrowed his eyes and read it again. "That cant be the same Burt Hummel. This says he was born in 1881."

"Yeah but look, Burt and Elizabeth Hummel had one kid, Kurt Hummel." Sam pointed to the name.

Sam was right, under Burts and Elizabeths names was written, Kurt Hummel - 23 of May, 1905.

"But that Kurt was born over hundred years ago. It must be a family name."

"Dude, this is weird." Sam said, eyes still scanning the paged. "Look, most everyone has a birth date and a death date like Elizabeth."

Elizabeth (Harrison) Hummel was printed neatly with her birthday and then in someone elses writing the date of her death 10 November 1913. She would have been 27 when she died.

"But look! Look!" Sam was getting excited. "There isnt any death date for Burt or his son Kurt! And no one in the family tree listed after them." He looked up at Blaine who was trying to work out why those dates could be missing. "Blaine." He said in an awed voice and something cold shivered down Blaines spine. "Do you know whats going on here?"

"I think when the Burt and Kurt from a hundred years ago passed away no one updated the Bible." Blaine said, but something was growing in the back of his mind and making his head ache and his stomach feel like lead.

"No! Blaine!" Sam jumped up from the table. "Oh my god!"

Blaine watched him, still seated and trying to slow his swirling thoughts because suddenly odd things were clicking together in his brain.

"Oh my god!" Sam repeated. "Think about it. This town is so old fashioned, I mean Im not a history buff, but it could be a town straight out of the 1900s, right?"

"Sam." Blaine said trying to warn him not to take this any farther because Blaine was starting to feel a little panicked.

"And not only do they live super old fashioned they dont even know anything about modern times! I had to convince Mason that wed traveled here on an airplane and not a boat. Im still not sure he believes me."

"Sam please." Blaines chest was starting to tighten; he didnt like this at all. Because Kurt didnt know anything about the modern world either. If he moved to Folaigh after his moms death, wouldnt he know something? And everything in this town looked so old and still brand new, not like antiques, but like things that had been made a long time ago, but hadnt had time to age. And the Kurt in this family tree had lost his mom just like his Kurt had. And he knew that Kurt was keeping something from him. And then there were the flowers in his wreath that just didnt die… But that was impossible.

Blaine looked up at Sams excited face and felt a little sick.

Sam didnt seem to notice his distress, he was too worked up. "Blaine! What if when we entered Folaigh we traveled back in time?"

Blaine stood up abruptly almost knocking over his chair. "No."

"That would be so awesome!"

"No." Blaine repeated shaking his head, but hes gut was telling him Sam was on to something here. "Im going to go find Kurt." Everything was swirling around in his head, all of Kurts secrets and his refusal to leave Folaigh.

"Blaine cant you see how cool this is? You think something is happening here too, dont you?"

"I dont know!" Blaines voice came out panicked and too loud, he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Whats going on here?"

Both Sam and Blaine turned to see Burt walking in the house, Kurt behind him.

"Blaine said it would be okay to wait inside." Sam said pointing at Blaine.

Blaine just stood still not able to talk or think, his mind going a mile a minute and his breathing shaky.

"Blaine. Sweetie whats wrong?" Kurt asked rushing towards him. At any other time Blaine would have taken a moment to enjoy the term of affection, but right now his mind was too overwhelmed. Everything Sam said was stupid and ridiculous and impossible and somehow seemed… right.

"Whats your Birthday?" Blaine asked breathlessly and Kurt looked at him a little worried.

"I… what?"

"Your Birthday." Blaine pleaded feeling helpless.

"The 23rd of May." Kurt said his eyes roaming Blaines face trying to catch up with what was going on. Blaine just slumped back down in the chair.

"Kurt." Burts strong voice called reminding Blaine he and Kurt werent the only ones in the room. Kurt and Blaine looked at him and Burt pointed at the Bible still open to the family tree. Kurt looked confused for a moment and then his face cleared and went a little pale.

"Blaine I… I can explain." Kurt said his voice higher pitched than normal and a little scared. That, surprisingly was what stopped Blaine from spiraling into the pit of disbelief hed found himself in. Kurt sounded frightened and he didnt want that.

"Please just tell me." Blaine said. The Bible was circumstantial evidence at best and just because Sams preposterous idea somehow felt real didnt mean Kurt couldnt explain this all glanced back at his dad before sitting down next to Blaine. Burt moved to the table and sat across from them hands folded on the tabletop, Sam joined Burts other side.

"Did we travel back in time?" Sam asked in amazement.

"No son." Burt said with a smile.

"Did you travel forward in time?" Sam asked even more impressed.

"We…" Burt furrowed his brows seeming to not know exactly how to answer that question. Blaine turned back to Kurt who was looking at him searchingly and with worry lining his face.

"Is that you?" Blaine said pointing to the name in the family tree.

"Yes." Kurt said softly.

"Were you born in 1905?"

Kurts eyes started to tear up. "Yes."

"What are you? Where are we?" Blaine asked his throat feeling dry.

Kurt wiped his eyes with the palm of his hand and took a deep breath. "Im just me." He said quietly. "Im the same person I was before. And you are in Folaigh, it is a little village in Ireland, you havent gone anywhere… its just we are… different here… time is, its a little tricky."

"Time is tricky?" Blaine squeaked out, what the hell was going on here? Suddenly he felt like he didnt know Kurt at all. Who was this man sitting next to him?

"Alright… I know this is confusing, but I can explain." Kurt said reaching for Blaines hands, but for the first time ever, Blaine pulled his hand away. Kurt blinked at him in surprise but then slowly continued. "Some of us here in Folaigh are a little different, we um… we have magic." Kurt said.

"Whoa." Sam breathed out but Blaine just kept staring at Kurt hoping that things were going to start making sense again soon. His head felt like waves were crashing inside of him, it making it hard to focus on what Kurt was saying.

"Um… I… I have some magic and so does my dad-"

"What are you doing!" A new voice rang in the room and everyone at the table looked up to see Sue Sylvester standing in the doorway. Blaine didnt know Sue really, hadnt talked to her at all since arriving. He knew she held a position of power in Folaigh and in light of the new information he was learning that made her suddenly very frightening.

It didnt help that she stormed into the house slamming the front door behind her, her eyes piercing and her mouth fixed into a snarl. "Are you seriously about to share our most guarded information with outsiders!" She yelled very obviously livid. Blaines panic spiked, his fear suddenly becoming almost blinding. The very intensity of it confusing him and making everything so much worse.

"Sue." Burt spoke out. "You need to understand-"

"Oh I understand!" She said throwing her arms out and making Blaine flinch. "You." She pointed at Kurt. "You were given the task to watch and monitor this outsider." Her arm swung to point at Blaine. "To get information from him, not give information to him."

"No Sue-" Kurt said looking back and forth from her to Blaine frantically.

"You what?" Blaine turned back to Kurt, Sues words ringing in his ears.

"I vouched for you with the council!" Sue continued on her rant as if no one else was speaking. "I told them you could be trusted, that your infatuation with the boy was an only act to win his trust! What are you doing!?"

Kurt stood from his chair and started talking to her, firm and quick and Blaine couldnt keep up. Burt stood to, his voice carrying without having to shout, but Blaine didnt hear anything they were saying his head was buzzing and his heart racing. No. No, no no no. Blaine couldnt contemplate what was going on here, but some things seemed to be sure.

Kurt had used him.

Kurt had lied to him.

Kurt had only been acting. He didnt care about him.

Kurt… oh god Blaine was such an idiot! Kurt was… he had no idea who Kurt was. He said he had magic? Did Kurt use magic on him? Was nothing between them real? He felt like lies were piling up between them.

Blaine shot up from his chair so abruptly that everyone in the room paused and looked at him. Blaine didnt notice, he just stumbled towards the door calling for Sam to follow. The room was starting to feel claustrophobic and stuffy, he had to get out, he couldnt breathe.

"Blaine!" He heard Kurt shout out after him. But Blaine ignored it, he had to leave. He needed to get away from Kurt so he could think. He had to get out of Folaigh.

Blaine murmured something about wanting to go home and then he ran, sprinting as fast as he could out of the house and away from all the confusion and panic that was choking him.

He thought he heard someone running behind him, he hoped it was Sam, but he didnt look back. He didnt slow down when he reached the meadow, his heart pounding as he neared the tree line.

"Blaine please! Stop!" It was Kurt behind him.

Blaine kept running, panting hard and ignoring the stitch in his side.

"Blaine if you leave Folaigh I cant follow you!" Kurt shouted sounding desperate. "I cant go past the tree line! Please!" Kurt sounded near tears if not already crying and as scared and as confused as Blaine felt. His heart hurt to hear Kurt that way. But he couldnt turn around, his feet wouldnt let him. He just ran fast towards the safety of the forest leaving Folaigh and the man who was breaking his heart behind.

Kurt couldnt believe this was happening. Why was Sue here? And why was she projecting such negative emotions? Kurt could feel Sues intense emotional presence as soon as she entered the room. Her shouting and anger was enough to make most people upset but the fact that she was positively pulsing with panic made it all hard to bear.

Kurt was use to Sues emotional onslaught. She didnt often project emotion unless she wanted to and when it happened by accident, like Kurt assumed was happening right now, she usually reined it in quickly. When you knew what was going on you could wait it out.

Blaine wouldnt know what was going on.

Not only had that Blaine just stumbled across Folaighs tightly held secret. Kurt could see it in his face, he was battling with doubt and fear and anger. Kurt didnt know what to say to him, but first he needed Sue to stop yelling and calm down.

"Sue you need to leave." Burt was said talking over both Kurt and Sue.

Kurt watched with fist curls and she just kept up her tirade. Blaine stood up from his chair abruptly pulling Kurts attention away from Sue. His face was white and his whole body was shaking.

"Blaine." Kurt called hating seeing him that way, but Blaine didnt seem to hear him.

"Sam." Blaine said hoarsely and turned for the door. "I need to go home." And then he was flinging the door open and running. Kurts heart dropped and then he started forward after him.

"Kurt wait." His father grabbed his arm. "You may just need to let the boy be."

"Dad!" Kurts own heart was fluttering in alarm and it wasnt because of Sue who was visibly calming down now. "I have to follow him. If he leaves Folaigh…" Kurt closed his eyes a cold shudder of fear running down his body. "He… he might not come back. Ill never see him again." The words choked in Kurts throat. Oh god, he never see Blaine again. He glanced at Sam who was sitting stunned and the table and then Kurt turned away from all of them and chased after Blaine.

Blaine had a head start, but Kurt was fast. Blaine raced down the main street to the meadow and Kurts blood thrummed in his ears. Oh god, Blaine was leaving Folaigh. He couldnt let this happen.

Blaine reached the clearing and Kurt willed himself to go faster trying to shout at Blaine to stop at the same time. "Blaine please!" His voice was scratchy and full of tears. This couldnt be happening. He didnt even know if Blaine had heard his pleas, he just kept running through the clearing towards the forest.

"Dont cross the tree line!" Kurt yelled. Please Blaine, please. "I cant follow you!" He kept pleading with him, but Blaine kept running. Past the place theyd spent the night together and straight to the forest. Kurt was only meters behind him, but then, just like that, it was too late. Blaine crossed over the tree line and Kurt came up a complete stop right before the forest, watching Blaine disappear from sight.

He was gone and Kurt couldnt follow.

"Blaine!" He called and he felt sick and shaky. He slumped down on the ground no longer able to see the man he loved and no way to follow him.

He wrapped his arms around his body to keep himself from feeling like he was going to fall apart. He didnt know what to do. He couldnt go after Blaine and he couldnt make Blaine come back. Had he really lost him? Was this how things would end between them? With Blaine hurt and scared and running form Kurt? Kurt took in a shuddering breath, not even able to cry as he knelt on the ground and felt everything crumble around him.

"Come back Blaine. Please let me explain." Kurt whimpered, his heart aching. "Please just come back."