Kurt and Blaine got back to their apartment late that evening, weary and on edge. Camille said shed stay in New York for a few more days and then she was heading out and laying low for a while. She offered to help find some place for Kurt and Blaine if they wanted to leave New York, somewhere they would be hidden and safe. They just needed to let her know before she left.

Kurt had already made up his mind about what he wanted to do. He just didnt think Blaine was going to like it.

They walked wordlessly to their bedroom; exhausted Kurt immediately changed into his PJs and turned to find Blaine stretched out on the bed like a starfish. Hed thrown off his shoes, shirt and pants and laid there in just his boxers.

"No pajamas for you tonight?" Kurt asked crawling up next to him as Blaine scooted over making room.

"Too tired to move." Blaine groaned.

Kurt smiled and laid on his side, propping himself up too look at Blaine. He brushed some curls out of his face. "Hows your head?" Kurt asked his fingers trailing over Blaines face, his temples, his forehead.

"Mmmm." Blaine hummed as his eyelids slid shut and he turned his head into Kurts touch. "Havent even thought about it."

They stayed like that for a little while, Kurt smoothing the worry off of Blaines face, then Blaine let out a long breath and opened his big golden eyes to look up at Kurt. He took Kurts hand and kissed his palm.

"We should leave New York." He whispered.

"We cant." Kurt knew this would be Blaine choice, but he didnt want to leave. He didnt want to be run out of his home.

"Of course we can. Camille will help us find somewhere safe."

"For how long Blaine?" Kurt said settling down and lying next to him as Blaine rolled to his side so they could face each other. "Neither Camille or Levi seemed to have a plan to stop this person, even after they find him. So we do what? Go into hiding indefinitely? What about your music? Or FIT? What about our families? I cant just disappear. My dad wouldnt be able to handle it."

Blaine closed his eyes, his brow furrowed, he stayed like that so long Kurt thought maybe hed fallen asleep, when he finally opened his eyes again they were tired and sad. Blaine looked as lost as Kurt felt.

Blaine moved a hand and rested it on the side of Kurts neck; Kurt covered it with his own.

"If it meant keeping you safe." Blaine said. "Then Id give up everything."

Kurts heart thudded in his chest and his stomach swooped, he moved the inch it took for his lips to meet Blaines. The kiss started sweet but quickly turned passionate, Blaines arms wrapping around Kurt, their chests pressed together so they could feel one anothers heartbeat.

When they broke apart Kurt felt his cheeks warm and saw a similar flush on Blaine face, he had to catch his breath.

"Do you have any idea how terrified I was when Levi took you tonight?" Blaine said breathlessly, bumping his head against Kurts. "I wont lose you."

Kurt understood how Blaine felt, if the roles were reversed... but Camille wasnt even sure the man was here for him and Kurt felt like he had just gotten his life back, he didnt want to abandon it.

"Can we talk about it in the morning?" Kurt asked trailing his fingers down Blaines face again. "When Im not so tired I could cry?"

Blaine nodded and then moved off the bed to pull down the covers, they both got underneath and pulled the sheets over them bundling up in their comforter and each other.

Kurt ran through a dark warehouse with someone quickly catching up to him. His heart pounded in his chest as his feet thudding against the ground. He didnt know how to get out, where was the exit? Where was he even going?

His head hurt and his body felt heavy and numb, something was wrong besides just being chased through a dark cold building. He felt like hed been drugged.

He legs were about to give out when he turned and saw a tall dark figure right behind him. The figure was talking as it approached him, but he couldnt hear the words.

Fear rose like bile in his throat, he held up his hands and tried to reason with the figure. He starting backing away from the man, until his back was pressed against some kind of railing or ledge.

"Please dont!" Kurt heard himself yell before the man raised his hand.

Kurt saw the glint of a gun and then heard a shot.

There was a swirl of colors and Kurt was falling as pain ricocheted through him. He hit the floor below with a thud and a crack and then Kurt woke up.

He sat straight up in bed his heart pounding in his ears. He hadnt yelled or called out during his dream this time, Blaine was still asleep next to him.

He swallowed down the tears in his throat and laid down next to Blaine curling up against him. Blaines eyes blinked open looking blurredly at Kurt.

"You k?" Blaine asked wetting his lips and trying to wake up.

"Fine. Im fine." Kurt said. "A nightmare, but Im okay. Just hold me and Ill tell you about it in the morning."

Blaine grunted and wrapped his arms around Kurt pulling him close. He was back asleep in moments, heavy and warm and comforting against Kurt. Kurt laid awake for a long time though, trying to figure out what was going on. He had never had the same dream twice.

The next few days Kurt avoided any talk of leaving New York even though Blaine kept trying to bring it up. It was making things tense between them. Kurt knew he couldnt leave though. He had a dream the night before about someone he needed to save over the weekend, and there was a dream from last week that wouldnt happen until the end of the month.

Kurt didnt know why so many of his dreams were easier to interpret now, but Camille did say hed learn to control them.

The point was though, Kurt couldnt leave New York. Not only had he and Blaine built a life for themselves here, Kurt had a mission to do, he had a bigger purpose now.

He just had to convince Blaine.

Kurt came back from school the day before Camille was to leave, determined to convince Blaine that their place was in New York. He grabbed his journal from his bag and followed the sound of the piano to find Blaine sitting in the music room playing.

Kurt didnt recognize the tune, and could tell by Blaines relaxed posture and the fact that his eyes were closed that Blaine was just making it up as he went. He did that when he was stuck on a song or just needed to clear his head. This was the way Kurt had first seen Blaine play the piano and the sight still made him smile and his heart beat a little faster.

Kurt leaned up against the door frame and watched him a moment. His long fingers dancing over the keys, his head tilted up a little and his long lashes fanning his cheeks. Kurt was so in love with him that his heart constricted a little sometimes just looking at him.

For the first time in a few days Kurt thought about the ring he knew Blaine had. Kurt was happy and safe and loved with Blaine, but he still wasnt completely sure how hed respond to a proposal. He wasnt sure he could say yes, but he wasnt sure he wanted to say no either. Surprisingly though, the thought of Blaine being his husband, and Kurt being his, made Kurt smile and let out a happy little sigh.

Blaine opened his eyes and looked over at Kurt, his fingers not halting their song. "Come join me." he said.

Kurt knew he couldnt avoid Blaine any longer; he glided over and sat next to Blaine as he scooted over on the bench. "How was school?" Blaine asked not getting right to the topic Kurt knew he was planning on bringing up.

"Fine. Everyone is getting frantic with final projects coming up before winter break."

"Are you frantic?" Blaine asked with a smile.

"No, but it might be because I have so much else on my mind."

"Mmmm." Blaine nodded and the switched to playing a song Kurt recognized.

"Katy Perry, of course." Kurt said with a laugh as Blaine played a beautifully slowed down version of "Roar ". If you didnt know the song you wouldnt recognize Blaines version as some catchy pop tune.

"Of course." Blaine said with a twinkle in his eyes. "I was just thinking about the first time I sang for you. It was Katy parry then too."

"I remember." Kurt said leaning his head down on Blaine shoulder. "God, I was falling in love with you so hard."

"Ah but of course!" Blaine said. "My devious plan to get the most amazing man Id ever met to fall in love with me using the poetry of Katy Perry was a success!"

Kurt laughed, "Where you really trying to get me to fall for you?"

"Honestly, I was too busy trying not to fall in love with you."

"Is that so?" Kurt said with a smirk. "And howd that work out for you?"

"Pretty damn well, and luckily nothing like I planned." Blaine said as he stopped playing and turned, cupping Kurts face with both his hands and kissing him.

Kurt smiled into the kiss. When they broke apart Kurt sighed and placed his journal over the piano keys.

"I know you want to keep me safe." Kurt said diving in to the conversation he knew they needed to have.

"Camille leaves tomorrow. We should go with her."

"But we cant."

"Kurt." Blaine said firmly. "I know we talked about this before, but that was when all we had were suspicions. Now with what we know, how can we stay? We should leave with Camille."

Kurt shook his head and tapped his journal. "Look at this Blaine. This was your idea, your wonderful idea, in here are names and places, people who need help. If we leave how are we going to help them?"

Blaine remained silent.

Kurt opened the journal and flipped to the page he wanted, he pointed down at a name. "Read this." Kurt said.

Blaine sighed and then read the entry "Adam Little. Car accident. Grand and Orchard. 2:34 Saturday, November 21, 2020."

"Thats latter this week" Kurt said and flipped the pages back, he pointed to another entry.

"Sabrina, last name unknown. Chokes at the Pita Grill. Saturday, November 28, 2020."

"Thats the weekend after we get back from Ohio for Thanksgiving, visiting our families Blaine. And who knows how many others there will be. I know I still dont understand all of my dreams and I cant save everyone, but not only are our lives here Blaine, we cant leave, we just cant. Not when there are people to help."

Blaine groaned. "I cant believe youre using the stinking journal against me. Why do you even listen to my ideas?"

"Because you are brilliant." Kurt said kissing him. "And wonderful." Another kiss. "And kind." A third kiss. He looped his arms around Blaines neck. "Everything is going to be okay Blaine. He isnt here for me."

Blaine looked into Kurts eyes a long time as if he was searching for something, before he slumped in Kurts hold.

"Okay. We stay. But Kurt, if anything else happens, or Camille or Levi tells us we need to leave. We go. We pack up and leave. We can call our families and tell them we will be out of touch for a little while so they dont worry, but we leave."

"Deal." Kurt said because there was really no way to fight against that.

They told Camille they were going to stay in New York, she promised to be in touch and that she was going to contact Cooper to let him know she was okay; she seemed both surprised and a little pleased that he had been so concerned about her.

Kurt tried to focus on anything besides the man Camille and Levi and others like them were running from, hoping that he was right in his choice to stay in New York. Camille had told him that Cindys place was ransacked and someone had been asking questions about her, it seemed the man was in town looking for a woman who was already out of his reach.

Kurt just set his mind on his project for school, the upcoming Holidays and dinner with Finn and Rachel that evening.

Rachel had called and complained that shed hardly seen him in the past few weeks, Kurt had tried to brush her off but when Finn chimed in with a "Come on little brother! Have dinner with us." He could hardly say no.

"Im older than you." Kurt replied, smiling as he held the phone to his ear.

"Not technically." Finn answered. "Not if you came back the same age you were when you… you know…" Finn fumbled awkwardly. "That means you are younger than me now!"

It was a conversation theyd had before and Kurt had to admit Finn was probably right. Kurt did seem to have come back the same age he was when he died, meaning he was 21 when he would have been 27 otherwise.

"Fine." Kurt laughed. "You get to call me little brother." They agreed on a time and place for dinner before hanging up.

When Kurt told Blaine he seemed relieved, they both probably needed a little more normal in their lives.

Dinner with Finn and Rachel that evening was nice. The whole time Kurt barely even thought about his dreams, or the person hunting people like him. Even Blaine seemed more relaxed than he had for the past week. Finn and Rachel werent going back to Ohio for Thanksgiving, though they would make it for Christmas, so it was nice to spend a little time with them before he and Blaine left next week.

Over all the evening had been fun and relaxed and normal, so Kurt was a little surprised when Blaine insisted they take a cab instead of walking home.

"Blaine, were just a few blocks from our apartment."

"Doesnt matter. No more walking down dark streets where someone can just grab you and pull you into their truck."

"Levi ended up being on our side."

"That is beside the point."

"The cab driver isnt going to like stopping for such short ride."

"Well tip him well."

"This is a busy street."

" Why are you fighting me on this Kurt?"

"Because I dont want you to worry."

"Humor me Kurt." Blaine said squeezing his hand. "If we are going to stay in New York we are going to be extra careful."

Kurt nodded and squeezed Blaines hand back. "Okay."

"Thank you."

Kurt knew Blaine was troubled, more so than he was really. Hed do whatever he could to put Blaine at ease because Blaine was the most important thing in the world to him.