Kurt scooted to sit even closer to Blaine pulling the bright orange blanket tighter around him. They were sitting on the back bumper of an ambulance, red and blue lights flashing in the dark street. 

He watched as a paramedic cleaned a wound on Blaine head and asking him questions. 

"Whats your full name?" "Do you know what date it is?"

Blaine could answer all of the questions and every time he got one right Kurt felt the tension in his body slowly start to unwind. Blaine was okay.  

"And you say the man who kidnapped you drugged you too?" The paramedic asked. 

"Yes. I dont know what it was." He said and smoothed his thumb over Kurts clasped hand. "But I was unconscious for a while, and I still feel little dizzy.

Kurt sucked in a breath; he didnt like the sound of that. 

The paramedic nodded. "Theyll do a drug test when you get to the hospital." She said, "But you seem to be doing well. No concussion or anything." 

Kurt leaned his forehead against the side of Blaines head. "Thats good." He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Blaines curls and then turning to look at the paramedic. "Hes going to be okay then?"

"Thats for a doctor to say, but he is doing well. I think you both just need to get out of here, get away from the shock of what happened this evening." She glanced behind her shoulder where a couple of police officers were watching, waiting for their chance question them. 

"Ill let them know were taking you to Jamaica Medical Center. They can wait and get a statement from you there." 

Just then everyone turned as a stretcher was rolled out of the warehouse, on top of it a zipped black body bag. 

Kurt shivered. 

"Come on." The paramedic said looking away from the body of Sebastian Smythe. "Lets go." 

Kurt thanked her and then stood with Blaine following him into the back of the ambulance. They were quite on the way to the hospital. There was so much Kurt wanted to say, but this wasnt the time. Instead he just leaned against Blaine and kept him close listening to his even breaths and holding his hand feeling the pulse of his heart under the delicate skin of his wrist. 

Once they got to the hospitals Kurt almost had a panic attack when the doctors took Blaine away for some drug tests to make sure he didnt have anything harmful left in his system. Kurt wanted to go with them, but instead he was left in a waiting room. The only thing that kept him from going over the edge was Blaines steady gaze before he left as he told him it was fine and that hed be right back. 

As Kurt waited a kind and soft-spoken detective came and questioned him. 

Kurt told him the truth about what had happened, leaving out a few parts like having a kind of sixth sense in school that something was wrong, and the part about seeing Blaines... what? Spirit, thats what Sebastian had called it. And of course the fact that the body they pulled out of the warehouse was his dead ex-husband.  Okay, so he left out a lot. 

Right now they had Sebastian down as a John Doe. He wasnt sure what they would do if somehow he was identified, it would open up a world of trouble for Kurt. 

When the detective asked why Kurt thought "this man" had targeted Blaine and him Kurt just shrugged. 

"I was hoping you could tell me." It wasnt that Kurt wanted to keep things from the authorities; it was just that the truth was much too complicated. 

After that they left him alone. Hed lost Blaines phone somewhere along the line and had no idea what had happened to his own, he was sitting with his leg bouncing nervously debating whether or not he should find a way call Finn and Rachel or his dad when a familiar voice called his name, 

He looked up and smiled, rushing to where Blaine was standing in the doorway. He wrapped his arms around him and tugged him close. "Are you okay?"

"Im fine." Blaine breathed into his neck where hed buried his face. "Whatever I was given is mostly out of my system and not harmful anymore. It's just making me tired. They said we could go home."

"Thank god." Kurt sighed and planted a kiss to Blaines temple and feeling a little weak with relief. The detective told them as they were leaving that hed be in touch and then had one of the squad cars drive them back to Manhattan. They were quite again all the way home, Blaine leaned against Kurts shoulder and drifted in and out of sleep. 

Kurt just held him close and rubbed his fingers through his hair, his mind full of questions and fears but mostly the almost debilitating joy of having Blaine alive and safe at his side. Once they got up to their apartment and the door shut safely behind them everything Kurt had been holding back hit him with the force of a train. Suddenly he found himself leaning against the door and letting out deep body wracking sobs. 

"Kurt!" Blaine cried in surprise and quickly helped him to the bedroom where he collapsed on the bed, shaking and hugging his arms around himself. 

Blaine sat next to him, hand rubbing gently up and down his back. "Its okay Kurt. Everything is okay."

"You were dead!" Kurt shouted turning to look at him through tear blurred eyes. "I mean... I thought you were. I saw you in the street and you were..."

"I know Kurt." Blaine said his brow furrowed. "I remember. Your hands went right through me and I thought I must have died."

Kurt cried harder. 

"Oh Kurt." Blaine said wrapping him in his arms. "I was the drug he gave me." Blaine, as he always did avoided using Sebastians name. "I dont understand it, there is so much I dont understand. I wasnt dead, I was just... I dont know Kurt. He did it on purpose. He told me he wanted you to think I was dead. He was just... evil Kurt. But its okay. Were both home and safe and its okay." 

Kurt couldnt stop his tears now that he had started though. Between thinking hed lost Blaine and then almost seeing him die like in his dreams, plus coming face to face with Sebastian, Kurt was worn threadbare thin. So Blaine just held him until his sobs grew quieter and quieter and Kurt feel asleep curled against his shoulder. 

Kurt woke up the next morning and groaned as the light from the window hit his face. He turned over and looked at the clock. It was past 11am; Kurt couldn't remember the last time hed slept so late. He rolled to his other side to see Blaine sleeping soundly next to him, Kurt smiled taking in his parted lips and long lashes and tan skin. 

He frowned a little at the bruise he was still sporting on the side of his face, but overall he looked so much better than he had the night before. Kurt leaned forward and placed a soft sweet kiss to Blaine mouth. 

Blaine smacked his lips a little and shifted closer to Kurt. Kurt let out a sound that could only be described as a giggle, the knowledge that Blaine was safe and sound and at home making him giddy. He was ready to just spend the rest of the day in bed with Blaine when there was a knock on the front door. 

Blaine moaned and yawed and blinked open his eyes which immediately landed on Kurt. 

"Morning." Blaine said with a smile and a groggy voice. 

"Good morning." 

The knock sounded again. 

"Who is here so early?" Blaine asked.

"Its almost 11:30 Kurt said and slipped out of bed. He looked down and realized that at some point Blaine must have changed him into pajamas. Blaine sat up and rubbed his eyes before winching as he touched the bruise. "Are we expecting someone?"

"No." Kurt said kneeling by him and softly running his thumb over his brow and kissing his bruised face lightly. "Youre okay, right? How to you feel?"

"I feel fine." Blaine answered. "A little sore, but fine." They hadnt talked about what had happened to Blaine, Kurt didnt know how exactly Sebastian got his hand on him or if Blaine had any other injuries, he wanted to ask but someone was knocking on the door again. 

He got up and tossed Blaine his robe slipping on his own. He made it to the door before Blaine and checked the peephole to see Camille standing there bouncing nervously on her toes. 

Oh god. He had never called Camille back!

Kurt opened the door and before he could say anything she swooped into the room. 

She crossed her arms as Blaine made his way around the corner. She started tapping a foot against the floor. 

"So youre both not dead then."

"Camille I am so sorry, it just... everything got way out of control and then we just..."

"I know. I know." She said her shoulders slumping a little. "And Sebastian?"

"His dead." Kurt said. "Again.
 
Camille nodding and then turned and smiled a little at Blaine, "Thats quite a shinier you got there." 

Blaines hand moved up to touch his head, but then decided against it. "I figure if thats the worst we got from last night were doing okay.” Blaine shrugged. “Since Sebastian is dead does that mean Kurts safe?" Quickly getting to what was most important to him.

"Radley always worked alone, he wasnt very trusting. And since Smythe is gone, yeah there isnt really anyone else who knows about you. Besides me and Levi and your family that is." She smiled at this. "Youre safe. And so is everyone else on Sebastians list."

They were all quiet for a long moment, Kurt trying to picture all of this from Camilles point of view. Shed been running for her life for the past few months, plus trying to keep others safe as well. And he knew shed lost friends of her own. It was over now, not just for him but for her too. He really only had one big worry.

"What if they figure out who died last night? I mean if they know it is Sebastian it could lead back to me, and Im supposes to be dead you know." 

He felt Blaines hand on his back, like Blaine needed to know Kurt was right there, safe in front of him. It was something Blaine always did when they talked about Kurts past. And it was a feeling Kurt understood better than ever. 

"Levi can help with that..." Camille said evasively. "It isnt 100% on the up and up, but no one will ever put two and two together. Youll be safe." 

Camille still looked tired, but better then she had. “What are you going to do? Are you okay?”

"'m fine now that this is over. Im going to visit some friends up north for a while before heading back to L.A. I just wanted to make sure the two of you were..." She shrugged. "Copping."  

Kurt glanced over to Blaine before turning to Camille. "Sebastian did something to Blaine last night." He said. "I saw his... ghost." Kurts voice was tight. 

Camille just stared at him. "What?" 

"I was just unconscious." Blaine added. "But somehow my spirit was able to find Kurt and tell him where I was."

"Thats..." She looked back and forth between the two of them. "Creepy."

"Have you ever heard of anything like that before?"

She thought for a moment."Met a guy once whose comatose wife could talk to him in his dreams, but no I havent heard of that exactly. Peoples life force is a mysterious thing though. All I can say is the two of you must have a very strong connection." She grinned at them. "Surprise. Surprise. I feel sorry for anyone who ever tries to get between the two of you again." 

"I really hope that doesnt happen at all." Kurt said. "And theres something else." Kurt wasnt sure how to explain what he did last night, how hed pushed Sebastian away from them without even touching him, but he knew Camille should know.

Camille listened to his explanation with a steady look on her face, like it wasnt surprising at all. 

"I did say you could develop more to your gift." She said. "Looks like you might have a bit of telekinesis."

Kurt just blinked at her. 

"Kurt. You're an X-Man." Blaine said, dead serious with a look of wonder on his face. 

Camille just laughed. "Something like that. It probably takes extreme emotional conditions for you to use it, but it might be something you can learn to control."

"I dont think I want too." Kurt said in a small voice. 

"Thats totally up to you." Camille said. 

Camille didnt stay much longer after that, they offered to make her breakfast, or lunch at this point but she turned it down, saying they probably wanted some time alone. 

Kurt knew eventually his dad would need to hear a condensed and not too terrifying version of what had happened and Blaine would want to get in touch with Cooper, but for now Camille was right, they just needed sometime to themselves.

It ended up that they did spend most of the day in bed, not getting much sleep at all. They needed to be close to each other, as close as possible, to feel each other and know that they were going to be alright. 

For most of that afternoon it was all sooth skin and soft moans and heat between their bodies as they moved together. Each of them had moments the day before where they never thought they'd never see the other again, they had the rest of their lives to make up for it, but for now they were almost desperate to be together. 

At one point Kurt was leaning over Blaine's lean, gorgeous body, bracing himself against the headboard. Blaine was rocking underneath him letting out the most amazing sounds and Kurt felt full and complete, like he wanted this moment to last forever. At was then that Kurt realized. He wanted Blaine. He wanted him always. 

The idea of marriage didn't' hold any fear for him anymore. He'd come face to face with the worst part of his life last night, and it only served to show him how much he had changed. And Blaine and Sebastian were worlds apart. Kurt wanted to marry Blaine. He wanted to have everything with him. 

Late that evening after ordering some Thai food and going for another couple of rounds, one of which took place in a relaxing bath, Kurt was laying  curled up besides Blaine on their bed. They were both panting and coming down from their latest climaxes. 

Blaine was on his back and Kurt was on his side pressed up close to him as Blaine held his hand against his stomach. Blaine turned his head to give Kurt a quick peak and Kurt's face bunched up in a smile. 

“Blaine.” Kurt said propping himself up on one elbow.

“Mmm?” Blaine hummed looking completely content. Kurt leaned down and brought their lips together in a long sweet kiss, parting with a smack. Kurt hadn't planned this, but he couldn't keep it inside of him any longer. “Blaine. Will you marry me?” 

Blaine froze in place, his whole body still and his eyes widening until he shot up, sitting as Kurt followed his lead. 

“What?”

Kurt couldn't help but laugh at the startled look on Blaine's face. “I've been thinking about it a lot, and I want to marry you Blaine Anderson. I want to be your husband. I want us to spend the rest of our lives together, well I've always wanted that, but now… I just… I want the whole world to know we belong together, belong to each other.”

“I… wow.” Blaine responded his golden hazel eyes blinking slowly. 

“Wow?” Kurt said with a little smile, starting to feel nervous. “That isn't exactly an answer.” 

“Yes!” Blaine said immediately. “I mean yes. Yes of course yes!” He dove towards Kurt tackling him with his embrace and knocking him down on the bed before leaning over him and peppering his face and neck with kisses. “Yes Kurt Hummel. I will marry you. I want that more than anything.” 

Kurt laughed and held Blaine's face in his hands kissing him deeply and feeling happier than he ever had. Much too soon Blaine was breaking the kiss and rolling off of the bed. 

“No. no. Come back here.” Kurt whined reaching out to him. 

Blaine just smiled and opened a drawer in the dresser and dug around it for a moment. Kurt decided if he couldn't have Blaine in his arms right now he'd just enjoy the view, as neither of them had put clothes on in hours. 

Blaine came back soon enough though, crawling up next to Kurt and looking at him a little shyly. 

“It's funny that you'd ask actually.” He said. “Because I've been waiting for the perfect moment to give you this.” 

He held out the black velvet box Kurt had found weeks ago and popped it open. Even though Kurt had seen it before a wave of emotions sweep over him at the sight of the ring Blaine had picked out. 

“Kurt Hummel will you do the honor of becoming my husband?” 

“Yes, Blaine.” Kurt said a laugh bubbling up in him. “Of course.” 

Blaine slipped the ring on Kurt's finger and that both stopped to look at it for a moment. 

“We'll have to find the perfect one for you too.” Kurt said quietly. “But just remember, I asked first.”

Blaine laughed and fell back against the pillows rubbing his hands down his face and then grinning up at Kurt. “Yes, but I already had the ring.”

“Yes you did.” Kurt said and laid down next to him. “And it's perfect. You're perfect.' 

Blaine laughed again as Kurt wrapped his arms around him. They both felt safe and loved and happy and after all they'd been through, all they had survived they knew that nothing was going to touch them.