Kurt was lying in bed staring at the ceiling in the dark and trying to go to sleep, but his mind was too full. He couldnt let go of the hope of having Blaine here with him, but so much could go wrong before that happened. And he had to decide how he was going to vote in the morning.

If he voted that Blaine stay would Blaine always be looked on as an outsider in Folaigh? And was it right to risk Sams future for his own happiness? Was it right to ask Blaine to give so much up? Kurt always tried to trust his heart when it came to hard choices but his heart was beating only for Blaine now and he had to think of Sam, and his town, and Blaines future.

He bit his lip and held back tears, this was such a huge mess and he didnt know how to solve anything. All he knew for sure was that he didnt want to lose Blaine.

He was pulled sharply out of his thoughts by a knock on the front door. He sat up in bed and hurried to pull on a robe before rushing to the front room. If someone was here this late it couldnt be good, had something gone wrong? What if Russell went behind their backs and made Sam and Blaine leave already? What if the townspeople had turned into a mob again and hurt them?

Kurts heart was in his throat as he met Burt on his way to the door beating him there, his worry making him quick. He opened the door and stood shocked as he drew in a long breath, before he found his voice, "Blaine?"

Blaine and Emma stood on his doorstep. "Im sorry to come so late." Emma said wringing her hands together as she looked at Kurt and then Burt.

"Whats happening?" Burts voice was loud in the stillness of the nighttime.

Kurt reached for Blaines hand holding it tight and feeling a little relieved when Blaine smiled at him.

"Carl and a friend are guarding the cellar tonight, and I know you said we werent going to break them out until after the vote, but… I couldnt." She said and Kurt watched as a shudder ran down her body. "I just couldnt leave them there." Her eyes were wide and her face pale and Kurt looked to Blaine for an explanation.

"Emma couldnt sleep thinking of Sam and I down in that cellar." Blaine said with a small smile.

"It is such a horrible and disgusting place to sleep!" Emma grimaced and Kurt tried to suppress a chuckle. "I took them back to our place thinking we could sneak them to the cellar in the morning before the guard change. But then Blaine asked if he could come here."

"Do you mind?" Blaine asked worriedly and glanced at Burt for his answer.

"Of course not come in son. "Burt stood back to make room. "Come in."

Blaine walked in but Emma hung back. "Im going back home now that I can finally sleep." She said with a sigh of relief. "See you all tomorrow for the vote."

She quickly flitted away like a faerie disappearing into the night and leaving Kurt with the gift he wanted most.

"Im going back to bed." Burt said with a smile. "Make sure youre back in that cellar early."

"Yes sir." Blaine nodded and Kurt hung onto Blaines hand tugging him back towards his room.

"I know this is risky." Blaine said once they were behind Kurts bedroom door. "But when Emma came to get us I couldnt give up the chance to see you again. I mean, we dont know how tomorrow is going to go. If they make us leave I was afraid I wouldnt even have a chance to say goodbye."

Blaines voice was shaky and Kurt knew if he spoke right now his voice would sound the same. He just drew a deep breath and wiped a tear from Blaines cheek before wrapping him up in his arms.

"I shouldnt have come." Blaine said holding onto Kurt and tucking his chin over Kurts shoulder.

"No, Im so glad you did." Kurt said softly. "There is so much I need to say, and when you offered to stay I didnt have the right words and Blaine." Kurt pulled back a little too look Blaine in the eyes. "Of course I want you to stay. Of course I want you here with me."

Blaine smiled, huffing out a breath as if in relief.

"I just dont know if it is the right thing to do just because I want it." Kurt continued. "I cant ask you to give up-"

"But you arent asking." Blaine interrupted pressing a soft kiss to Kurts neck right below his jaw line. "Im offering." He kissed him again, lower on his neck and Kurts breath hitched and he had a hard time thinking of a response.

"Yes... but… you…" He breathed as Blaine continued to leave a hot trail of kisses down his neck and then to his shoulder, slipping the loose neck of Kurts sleeping shirt down to expose his skin as he continued to kiss him. "Blaine… living here… is hard and…" He licked his lips and trembled as Blaines hands made their way under his shirt to smooth over his lower back and pull him in closer.

"Kurt." Blaine hummed as he started to tenderly suck on the curve of Kurts neck making Kurts knees weak. "How am I supposed to leave you?"

Kurt just let out a soft moan in response and grabbed onto Blaines waist walking him back towards the bed. "Blaine." He said as his legs hit the bed and he pulled Blaine down so they toppled onto the mattress, Kurt rolled them over so he was above Blaine, needing some control in this situation so he could try to get his thoughts across. "Blaine" he repeated as Blaine continued to hold onto his back and kiss at his jaw and neck and Kurt planted hit-or-miss kisses to Blaines cheek and the corner of his lips and anywhere he could reach. "Im so scared." Kurt confessed between kisses and that made Blaine pause and look Kurt in the face.

"Scared of what?"

"Of losing you. Of you staying here and Folaigh becoming your prison." Kurts voice quivered. "If you go, Im… Im lost. But if you stay Im afraid you will be."

"Oh Kurt." Blaine said moving his hands to cup either side of Kurts face. "Im not blind. I know staying here isnt going to be an easy thing, but I honestly believe well be alright as long as were together."

Kurt swallowed the tears in his throat and leaned down kissing Blaines lips, sliding his tongue across the seam until he could dip in. He didnt know what was going to happen tomorrow, or if Blaine was right, but he knew he was here now and Kurt wanted him so much.

Blaines hands found Kurts back again traveling up and bringing his shirt with him until Kurt sat up, his knees on either side of Blaines waist, and pulled the oversized shirt off of him. He stared down at Blaine whose eye were dark with desire as they roamed over Kurts body.

Kurt quickly started pulling Blaines shirt up until he lifted his arms above his head and let Kurt remove it tossing it aside and then going for Blaines pants not able to peel them off of him fast enough. They both twisted and moved, hands quickly shucking off clothes until there was nothing between them but hot skin and needy kisses.

Kurt worked his lips over Blaines body, wanting to kiss every inch of him, feeling desperate, like he couldnt touch enough of Blaine at once. This was it, this could be their last time together before he lost Blaine forever and desperation and heat was pulling at his gut.

Blaine must have felt much the same way if how he was bucking and grinding against Kurt was any indication. Kurt felt himself grow harder and harder, twitching against Blaines hard-on and he knew he wouldnt last long with this frantic pace. He rolled off of Blaine and Blaine followed him, hands pulling Kurt close and lips painting his skin with kisses.

"Wait." Kurt panted. "Wait Blaine."

Blaine pulled back, but he looked at Kurt with cheeks flushed red and sweat at his temples and a feverish look in his eyes.

"I want. I want too…" Kurt knew exactly what he wanted to do with Blaine, something they hadnt yet done, but Kurt needed it. He just wasnt sure how to ask for it.

"What Kurt?" Blaine panted his hands securely holding Kurts waist, thumbs rubbing over his hips. "You can have anything from me that you want."

Kurt choked back a sob, and not having the right words, he reached for one of Blaines hands. He smoothed it back over his own ass and down until he could feel Blaines fingers press up against his opening. "I want you here." Kurt pleaded and Blaines eyes grew round for a moment before he nodded.

"Okay." He wetted his lips almost nervously and Kurt couldnt help but smile.

"Youre going to have to show me how."

Blaine lifted his eyebrows. "What? Oh, right. Um…" He swallowed, "Were going to need something… too…" He seemed lost for words until he breathed out, "lubricate?"

Kurt took in a quick breath and then let out a laugh. He moved away from Blaine and off the bed even though he didnt want to be away from him right now. He made quick work of grabbing the small bottle of oil hed stashed in his dresser drawers in case he and Blaine ever got to this point. He hurried back to the bed but stopped, as he saw Blaine laid out on the bed, loose and starry eyed staring at Kurt like he couldnt look away.

He was all tan skin and firm lines, and soft stomach and he was beautiful.

Kurt hurried back, leaning over Blaine as he placed the bottle in his hands. "Will you?" he asked and Blaine nodded, kissing him again and then smoothing the oil over his fingers. When he brought his first finger down to Kurts entrance Kurt couldnt help but hold his breath. Hed never felt anything like this, but Blaine kept kissing him until he relaxed and Blaine slowly pushed in one finger.

Kurt still felt a little frantic, but not as much as Blaine took his time sweetly and carefully pumping his finger in and out of Kurt before adding another and another. It was almost maddeningly slow, but Blaine murmured in Kurts ear, "I dont want to hurt you Kurt. I... I want to make this perfect for you."

The press and stretch of Blaines fingers did burn at moments, but Blaine was careful to slow down and wait for Kurt to adjust. After a while it only felt good, it felt incredible. Kurt was on his hands and knees over Blaines body and while the angle had to be awkward for Blaine Kurt found it helped when he rocked back on Blaines fingers. He cried out as Blaines press hit him just right.

"Are you ready?" Blaine breathed and Kurt nodded and moaned as Blaine pulled his fingers out and Kurt felt so empty. It was only for a moment though. Blaine was still spread on his back on the bed with Kurt kneeling over him, but now Blaine directed him to sit up and Blaine used a hand to part his cheeks and Kurt felt the press of Blaines erection against his entrance. "Is this okay?" Blaine asked his eyes never leaving Kurts.

Kurt nodded. "Yes, god yes." He lifted himself up a little and the slowly lowered down even as Blaine lifted his hips, causing Blaine to slide deeper and deeper into Kurt. I was like nothing Kurt had ever experienced, so much fuller than even Blaines fingers. Blaine went slow and even paused now and again waiting for Kurt to be ready. Kurt could see in Blaines face he was straining, forcing himself to take it easy and Kurt loved him for that.

Finally Kurt sat all the way down and Blaine was completely sheathed inside of him. Kurt let out a low groan of pleasure, he and Blaine should have been doing this all along, it was the most astonishing feeling. Soon they started to rock together, Blaine moving first, thrusting his hips until Kurt rocked above him, moving and rolling like waves in the ocean. Kurt gasped in pleasure every time Blaine would move inside of him. With one thrust Blaine changed his angle and hit a spot that had Kurt shouting Blaines name and seeing stars.

Blaine moved a hand from Kurts waist to circle his erection and started smoothly pumping it. Kurt didnt last long after that, tilting his head back and wanting to shout Blaines name, but not able to even find his voice as he came. The pleasure of it rippling through him as he clenched around the man he loved and felt Blaine come as well, calling out Kurts name as he filled him.

Kurt couldnt even hold himself up anymore, feeling like pudding as he slumped down across Blaines panting body, not knowing if it was him trembling or Blaine, or both of them. Blaine slipped out of him and held him close neither of them able to move. Kurt would have stayed like that for the rest of the night, tangled with Blaine forever, even in their sweaty messy state, but he knew Blaine had to be back in the cellar early. He eventually forced himself to move long enough to clean them both up before they huddled under the covers together.

There werent any words left for Kurt so say so his just breathed against Blaines neck and whispered his I love yous as they both drifted off to sleep.

Kurt woke early, kissing Blaine awake before crawling out of bed to get Blaine a simple breakfast of cheese and bread. Blaine came to the front room ready to go back to the cellar; he was shifting his weight from foot-to-foot and glancing nervously at Kurt.

"Kurt, this could be it you know." He said, his voice breathy. "I guess I should take the chance to say-"

"No." Kurt interrupted him, his stomach twisting. "Dont." He stepped forward hugging Blaine close and whispering in his ear. "Im never saying goodbye to you." Repeating the words Blaine had sleepily told him once.

Blaine kissed him deeply before they walk back to the cellar Carl was guarding. The sun wasnt even up yet when Sam met them there.

"Are you sure you shouldnt just leave Folaigh now?" Kurt asked anxiously.

"Kurt, I have to know how the vote comes out." Blaine said looking Kurt in the eyes, willing him to understand. "I need to know if there is a chance for me to stay."

Kurt glanced to Sam.

"I cant leave without knowing what happened to Blaine." Sam said simply and Blaine gave him a pained look, he obviously wished Sam would leave and be safe, but Sam was just a stubborn as Blaine was.

"Alright." Kurt sighed trying not to think of all the ways this could go wrong.

"Kurt you should go." Carl spoke up. "The relief guards will be here soon."

Kurt squeezed Blaines hands kissing him softly before he left not letting himself look behind his shoulder. This wasnt goodbye, he refused to think of it as a goodbye.

Kurt and Burt arrived at the Church early, but many people were already there. The chapel of the church was stuffy and warm this morning, and continued to fill as every adult in Folaigh packed in. The pews were full and people lined the walls and stuffed into the back.

Kurt shifted in his seat next to Quinn and Mercedes, sweating nervously and finally deciding how he was going to vote.

Burt was up front, sitting with Sue, Russell and Ronald Jones. They were the people from the council who were chosen to speak before the vote.

"What is your dad going to say?" Quinn whispered to Mercedes.

"I have no idea. He and my mother were up late talking about it, they kept going back and forth."

"We know my dad is for letting Sam and Blaine chose what they do. Sue wants them to stay and Russell wants them to go." Kurt summed up. "Your dads opinion will mean a lot."

Mercedes puffed up her cheeks and blew out a breath. "I know."

The room was quiet as Burt stood to speak. Kurt smiled proudly looking up at his dad, people here respected him. He was a good man and they all knew that. They would listen to what he had to say.

"I know youve all spend yesterday and last night thinking about what we should do. What will be best for your families and for Folaigh." He started, "And I trust that you all want to do the right thing." He paused looking out on the crowd; Kurt knew he was looking directly at people, catching their eyes reminding them that he was their friend. "I just want to remind you why we created Folaigh, our purpose was to protect and preserve. To make a safe-haven for those who needed it, to have freedom to be ourselves, away from the violence and prejudices of the world. What I want to ask you now is how can we keep the principles our town was founded on and still keep these men here against their will?

"We all chose to be here, we all had free-will in it. We wanted what was best for our families. None of us was forced here. How can we force others? How can we take away someones freedom? I have to say I am ashamed of the way weve treated these men, outsiders are not, they are human just like us and we have treated them with the violence and unkindness that we wished to escape."

Kurt sat breathless as his father continued, amazed at the rapt crowd listening to his every word. Quinn leaned in to whisper to him. "I get what hes saying, but he isnt completely right."

Kurt turned quickly to look at her. Surely she wasnt siding with her father.

"Not all of us chose to be here. You and Mercedes and I, the people our age and younger? We had no choice."

Kurt swallowed and nodded. She was right. His dad said Folaigh was never meant to be a prison, but to some it felt that way. Burt continued on to say they should afford Sam and Blaine the same choice all of them had at one point, let them chose if they wanted to make Folaigh their home or not. When he finished Kurt felt better about all of this. Maybe Blaine and Sam would get to decide for themselves. Something he and Quinn never had.

Russell stood next and Kurts stomach felt like lead, not wanting to hear what he had to say. Russell immediately started shouting about the principles Folaigh was built on taking what Burt had said and twisting it around. He reminded them how they had decided together to separate themselves and how these outsiders should have never been allowed to stay in the first place.

He painted a picture of two unscrupulous young men breaking hearts and taking what they wanted from Folaigh without thought or consequence. He was so angry Kurt could feel it in his bones. And the worst part was that while Kurt was listening to him, Russell… made sense.

Part of Kurt knew that had to be his power working, his words sinking in under Kurts skin and filling him with doubt. If he was having this effect on Kurt who was madly in love with one of the outsiders he was railing against, how must it be affecting everyone else?

He felt a sharp pinch to his arm and he let out a small yelped turning to Quinn. "What was that for?"

Quinn narrowed her eyes. "Ive lived my whole life with that man trying to make me think his ideas are my ideas, you think I cant recognize the look? Youre falling for it." She hissed and leaned over him to pinch Mercedes as well. "Dont focus on his words, I usually think about the vein protruding from the side of his neck when hes angry instead of what he is actually saying. Find your own thing, just dont listen to him."

Kurt nodded nervously looking around at everyone else who was listening raptly to Russell, his stomach dropped. They were all use to each others powers here, when you felt Sue influencing your emotions you knew it was her and you could chose to ignore it if you wanted to. But this was new, Russell had let everyone (besides his family at least) think hed lost his power. And judging by the looks on the faces around him everyone was falling under his spell.

He felt sick for Quinn; she had lived with this her whole life and had never even told anyone. He couldnt imagine how hard that had been on her. Kurt clenched his jaw and purposefully didnt listen to Russell instead distracting himself by thinking about Blaine, his sweet voice and even sweeter kisses, the way their bodies moved together, twisting under covers and clinging to each other with hot breath and needy gasps.

Oh yeah, that did the trick. Russells word sounded weak and scared and ineffectual now. However, by time he was done yelling and shaking his fist the crowd was riled up, ready to charge out of the church and bodily throw Sam and Blaine out of town right then, or worse.

"Settle down!" Sue yelled from up front. "We are a democracy, we always have been. Sit your asses down, take a deep breath and stop acting like spoiled children!" Her words were harsh but the emotion she was projecting was calm and settling, Kurt hoped people allowed themselves to feel it. Most people sat again, and while they were still murmuring amongst themselves, they let Sue speak.

"Do you know what happens to a pool of water when it sits still without any change?" She asked. "It becomes stagnate, foul, it becomes useless. Everything needs life, needs change. We made Folaigh to keep ourselves safe from the world but at what cost? This town is full of teachers and inventors and politicians and trades people. People who used to accomplish things. And what have we become? A stagnant pool of unusable water. We dont do anything anymore, we just exist."

Kurt felt his heart speed up and Quinn and Mercedes sat up straighter besides him hanging on Sues every word.

"That cant be all we are. We are safe now, we accomplished our mission. But these men from the outside? They bring new life, fresh water. They could stir us again. Make us better. Inspire us with all they know of how the world has changed without us. Maybe with them here we could thrive once again.

"You dont have to like them, you dont have to like the decisions Ive made in letting them stay. But you need them, we all do. We have to vote to make them stay, not only for our safety, but for our growth."

A lump formed in Kurts throat, Sue was right about so much. Not about forcing anything on Blaine and Sam, but how Folaigh desperately needed change. Did people not understand how unhappy the next generation here was? They really couldnt exist like this forever.

Kurt had felt more alive since Blaine and Sam arrived. If the whole town could catch that then it could mean all the difference in the world. Maybe Folaigh would stop feeling so trapped.

Sue kept on, talking about the progress the town needed and what were they going to do in ten more years when their resources started to depleted. They needed new ideas and new vision. They needed to learn of the outside world even if they werent going to join it again. She finished talking concluding that the only reasonable sane vote was a vote for the outsiders to stay, even if they had to force them too. Folaigh would be better for it.

When Sue sat Kurt really had no idea what people were thinking, who they would agree with. They had heard three different choices. It very well may all come down to Mr. Jones. Not only was Ronald respected as the religious leader of the town, Folaigh was originally Ronald Jones idea. They were all here because of him. He stood and Kurt could almost feel everyone in the room hold their breath.

"I still cant believe you are planning on staying." Sam said, possibly for the fiftieth time.

It was dark, stifling and uncomfortable in the cellar and they were both on edge and Sam seemed to be repeating himself in his disbelief about everything that was happening.

Blaine was serious about staying with Kurt. Was it his first choice? No, but there was no perfect situation here and at least in Folaigh they would be together. And Blaine truly liked Folaigh, despite everything that had happened in the past day; he felt he could make this his home, if the people here let him. Besides the alternative of leaving and never seeing Kurt again wasnt something he even wanted to consider.

"Ill miss you man." Sam said and Blaine smiled sadly at him.

"Im going to miss you too."

"Just think, if things had gone according to our original plan we would be back in New York already all suntanned and relaxed from our time on some beach somewhere." Sam had a dreamy look on his face that Blaine couldnt make out even by the light of the lantern. "Its weird that we ending up in Ireland at all."

"I think it was meant to be." Blaine replied. "Something Mercedes said about Kurt and I being destined. I think she was right. We were meant to find each other."

"I dont know if I can argue with that, now that weve seen real magic. Maybe you were meant to be here." Sam grinned and Blaine smiled the first real smile he had since he was thrown down here the day before.

"What if they make us leave though?" Blaine asked his smile slipping with fear pressing close to his heart.

"Then maybe you were meant to meat Kurt, but not stay."

Blaine didnt respond to that, mostly because he was being stubborn and he didnt want it to be true.

They both turned towards the door as sunlight streamed through, someone was coming down the stairs and against the sun Blaine couldnt see who it was. Not Emma, the steps were too heavy, not Kurt either though.

"You two have looked better." A voice called out and Blaines eyes adjusted enough to see that it was Sue Sylvester, fist on her hips and an expression that could have been a smile or a scowl.

Blaine got to his feet along with Sam, his legs feeling a little asleep, but his heart thrumming too hard to pay attention anything else. "Have you voted?"

"We are about to read the results." She said. "You two should be there since it is your futures we voted on."

"You dont see a problem with that?" Sam replied. "You voted on our futures while we were stuck down here?"

Sue didnt answer; she just turned and started up the stairs snapping back at them. "Are you coming?!"

Blaine gave Sam what he hoped was an encouraging look before following Sue up. A big burly man Blaine didnt know and Dave Karofsky were waiting up top to "escort" them to the church where the vote had taken place. Of course it had to be Karofsky.

They were led to the church, which was full of people but deathly quiet as he and Sam were lead up the aisle to the front. Blaine searched the crowd until he locked eyes with Kurt who sent him a wavering smile. Once they were in front of the gathered crowd Mrs. Jones cleared his throat.

"The vote has been counted." His voice echoed around the room and Blaine kept his eyes on Kurt and held his breath.