Camille sat curled up on her deep red, retro looking couch sipping her mug of hot cocoa and scrolling through the calendar on her phone. If her visions and calculations were right then Kurt had been home with his Dad for a couple weeks now and Blaine was back home living with his parents too.

They were about to get back together, even if Blaine didnt quite know it yet.

Camille smiled, she was so happy for those two. How many people had this kind of second chance at life and love?

The though caused her to chuckle a little bitterly, she actually had a good idea of how many people had that opportunity. It wasnt many, but Kurt wasnt alone. In fact, she kept a list.

This of course made her mind drift even more to the names she kept tucked away in her journal. Some of the names were friends of hers, or friends of friends. Some of them shed never met. But most of them, most of the people who had come back were... special.

She sighed and thought about Blaine and Kurt, though she hadnt officially met Kurt yet she was personally invested in what happened to them both. She hoped that Kurt would be an exception, that hed be able to just live a happy, normal life.

He deserved that much after all that had happened to him. But than again, didnt they all?

Camille pulled up the number for a flower shop in Lima. She couldnt change Kurts path, whatever it turned out to be, but maybe she could subtly advise them both to not going looking for trouble.

"Yes, Id like to send a bouquet of flowers to a home in Lima." She said when the shop answered. She gave them Burt Hummels home address and asked that the flowers be sent to Blaine and Kurt.

"A message?" Camille said and sat up straighter placing her mug on the coffee table in front of her.

"Yes, um..." Camille stopped and thought for a moment before smiling.

"Have the note say, Sometimes things dont turn out the way you think they will. Love is very powerful and sometimes when you are brave the universe is kind. Dont question it too much, just enjoy second chances. Much love to you both. Camille."

Camille paid for the flowers and thanked the girl on the other end before hanging up.

"Well, that was cheesy and cryptic." She said and rolled her eyes at herself.

Hopefully the boys would take her advice though, she wanted them to just live their lives and be happy. Maybe she would keep in touch with them, have a chance to actually met Kurt. Maybe she would have to keep an eye out for those two love-sick men.

She picked her mug back up and tapped her brightly painted nails against the ceramic. Hopefully nothing else would happen. It frustrated her that she didnt have a clear vision of their future. But she thought that was probably because it was up to them now.

They had a world of possibilities