'Hi, this is Blaine. Leave a message.'

Beep.

'Hi, this is Blaine. Leave a message.'

Beep.

'Hi, this is Blai—'

"A break means you need to stop calling him every 3 minutes."

Kurt was back in Los Angeles and was currently in his room and Rachel just walked into his room like it was her own. It had been a busy week for him; giving vague answers to the paparazzi, filming for 'Sing!' again, and working out his schedule and upcoming projects. Not a lot has changed for him.

Kurt greeted Rachel with a soft smile as she crawled into bed with him, reaching out and grabbing Kurt's phone away from him and setting it aside. Kurt sighed; it's like Blaine had vanished in thin air.

No calls, no texts, no anything. Just utter silence.

Kurt even tried to look for him when he arrived in Los Angeles; he went to his house but he wasn't there. He went to Music Sheets and Lyrics but he wasn't there and when he asked Wes, the guy told him that "he wouldn't want me to tell you". He went to The Coffee House but he wasn't there too, in fact, Sam told him he quit.

"He what?"

"He quit." Sam said, giving Kurt a cold shoulder but not quite ignoring him because he knew Blaine and Alex wouldn't want that. "It's been weeks since he did. We told him to take a breather because he looked like he was going to die."

"I didn't know…"

"Well, you wouldn't."

"I guess I have the 10-month curse huh?" Kurt sighed. He remembered his relationship with Andrew also only lasted for 10 months; he just hoped that this wasn't the end for him and Blaine. He could feel tears prickling his eyes again. Rachel looked at him sadly."I just…miss him." He quietly said, stopping to take a deep breath to calm down. He hates that no one is telling him anything; all of Blaine's friends seem intent of not letting him know. Rachel patted him on the back.

"I know you do. Everyone knows you do." Rachel said. "But will crying do any good?"

"No." Kurt weakly replied.

"Yeah, it won't. So, it's either you keep moping or you do something about it." Rachel told him, sitting up and smiling widely at Kurt. "The Kurt Hummel I know won't just give up. The Kurt Hummel I know has this annoying 'can-do' attitude, he fights for the things he wants." Rachel reminded him. "So, tell me, who are you?"

Kurt laughed lightly at Rachel's determination. "I'm Kurt Hummel." He said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you."

"I'm Kurt Hummel."

"What?"

"I'm Kurt Hummel!" Kurt sat up, determination in his voice. No, he wouldn't let this thing get in their way. He was going to find Blaine if it's the last thing he does.

Rachel clapped her hands as Kurt smiled at her. "Great! So, what have you tried to do so far?" Rachel asked seriously, determined to help Kurt get his guy back. Kurt's face fell as he slumped on the bed again, his newfound courage suddenly evaporating in the air.

"I went everywhere I know he'll go but he's nowhere to be found. I think he left L.A." Kurt frowned; he still can't believe that it has come to this. "And I'm so annoyed at myself because I have no idea where he'll go which probably proves that I'm a bad boyfriend if I don't know him well." He chastised himself.

Rachel slapped him in the arm. "Stop that. You're not a bad boyfriend, okay? I'd have dated you if you weren't gay." She saw Kurt smile at that, flattered, and she mentally pat herself on the back for a job well done. Rachel creased her eyebrows together, brainstorming with him. "Have you tried talking to Wes?" She asked.

"I did but he wouldn't tell me a thing. Tina and Mike genuinely don't know where he went. I'm pretty sure Wes is the only person who knows where he is. I even tried to talk to Simon and Cooper but they said the last thing they heard was he was going to England for me." Kurt groaned. "Simon wasn't happy that Blaine left though."

"Of course he wouldn't." Rachel commented, scooting closer to Kurt. "Hmm, have you tried calling his mom?" Rachel asked and Kurt's eyes widened, as if that was the most horrible thing she's ever said. Rachel nodded in understanding. "Okay, you're too scared for that. Uhm, how about Sam?"

"I think he knows. Alex said she thinks he knows but I'm not too sure. They won't talk to me at all and here I thought we were friends already." Kurt sadly said. He thought that they were all friends now, no matter what happens; at least Tina and Mike were still talking to him but Sam and Wes were just acting distant.

"We have to make them talk then, if they're the only ones who know where he could possibly be." Rachel suggested.

"How do you suppose we do that?"

"I don't know. They'll come around, I'm sure they will." Rachel told him reassuringly. "I'll make Wes talk. Give me time."

"Since when did you two become close?"

"Oh, we are. You just didn't know." Rachel winked before getting up, stroking James on her way out. "In the meantime, go do your thing and resolve this issue with the media. Did Andrew publicly apologize yet?"

"Not yet, I wish he will soon though. Or I'll sue him." Kurt seriously said. Rachel nodded.

"Take it easy tiger. We'll get your Blaine back." She smiled before waving her hand and leaving the penthouse.

Kurt sighed again as he was left alone in his penthouse. Blaine was usually around all the time that he never got bored; playing with James, cooking, strumming his guitar and making songs but it was all gone now and he didn't even know where he went.

James jumped on his bed and Kurt stroked his fur, smiling at him. "You're getting fatter, aren't you? I bet Blaine won't want to carry you now." He talked to the cat. James purred in reply, curling up on his lap.

And then a thought hit him.

He reached out for his phone again, dialing Blaine's number even though he knew that he wouldn't pick up. That won't stop him from telling him what he wanted, he knew he's left a lot of message already but Blaine will listen to it anyway (he hoped), so why not?

'Hi, this is Blaine. Leave a message.'

"Blaine!" Kurt started before telling his story.

A few more weeks have passed and still no sign of Blaine. Kurt was handling the media well as he successfully got out of the break-up rumors after Andrew publicly apologized to him and when asked about Blaine, he's got robotic answers like "He's on a vacation right now and I hope he's having fun" matched with a fake cheery smile. But he knew that the weeks were taking a toll him.

It was becoming hard for him to sleep at night without the usual warmth of Blaine's body next to him. He's been so used to Blaine being there that he didn't know how to adapt with him gone for so long. October was just around the corner and Kurt knew he was spiraling down. He was losing energy and there were bags under his eyes that are only covered up by make-up (to which he thanked his make-up artist dearly).

Even Rachel and Alex noticed the change in Kurt. He lost weight and they were becoming worried; he didn't even need coffee to stay up in the morning anymore and that worried them so much more. Kurt would plaster a smile on his face in front of them but they knew him best and they knew that he was not okay.

"Where is he?" Rachel asked one morning when they were on location for the shoot of Sing!, Alex shrugged and tilted her head to the side, pointing to where Kurt was busily talking in his mobile phone. "Who's he talking to?"

"Blaine."

Rachel was taken aback. "What? He answered his calls already?" She asked. Alex shook her head sadly.

"Kurt's just talking into his voicemail for all I know. He's been doing this for weeks now, just telling him about his day and stuff. And then," Alex stopped as they looked over at Kurt again who just finished his call. They noticed him take in a deep breath, turned away from them and raise a hand to his face. The girls both knew that Kurt was fighting the urge to cry again. Alex sighed. "That man is still being stubborn even though it's practically been a month."

"We need to find him." Rachel determinedly said. "You need to talk to Sam, tell him we need to know." She told her.

"Way ahead of you woman." Alex smiled. "I'm tired of watching this game of hide and seek between these two. I've never seen Kurt like this before and we need to get Blaine back no matter what it takes." She said.

And so they did. They organized a catch-up weekend with just the four of them, Rachel and Alex determined to get some information out of Wes and Sam. The boys knew what they were up to, of course, so they were prepared with some answers to certain scenarios.

As usual, they were hanging out at MS&L and Alex had to admit, he misses seeing Blaine on stage singing his heart out to Kurt and to anyone who's willing to listen to him. Wes and Sam arrived with drinks in hand, smiling cheerily at the girls while the women just accepted the drinks gratefully.

"So, what brought about this sudden catch-up weekend? Aren't you two busy?" Wes asked, sitting down next to Rachel and speaking loudly over the music that was playing around the bar.

"Oh you know, just wanting to relax a bit 'cause the past month has been hectic and I, for one, needed a breather." Rachel easily lied, taking a sip of her drink and not planning on getting drunk. Wes just smiled knowingly at the lie that Rachel spewed. They all knew that she loves her job so much that she rarely gets tired; she's always excited and all that.

"Hey, I'm not complaining, any time my girlfriend has a time off of work is bliss for me." Sam laughed, snaking his arms around Alex's shoulder and kissing her on the head. Alex eyed him curiously.

She sighed, "Alright, you both know why we're here. I can practically see it on your faces." Alex finally said, not beating around the bush. Wes and Sam looked at them innocently. "Guys, I thought we were all friends, how can you just avoid Kurt like that?" She continued seriously.

Wes looked away towards the performer on the stage while Sam just silently drank his beer. They were, indeed, guilty as charged. Rachel shook her head.

"We know that you know where Blaine is so please just tell us. Kurt's not being himself for weeks now because Blaine still won't open his phone or contact him in any way." Rachel told them. "He's put up a façade and we're getting tired of seeing him that way. He's not a very good actor when it comes to real life problems." She sighed.

"So come on, please just tell us." Alex pleaded. "It's about time for those two to kiss and make up."

After another night of tossing and turning, Kurt sat upright, startling James who was sleeping peacefully by his feet. He's tired of asking everyone he knew that would know where Blaine was but he's still got one last resort left.

I still have one person I haven't asked yet.

He took a deep breath, not bothering to check the time as he grabbed his phone before he loses his courage for this decision. Kurt dialed the number and held in his breath.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Mrs. Anderson, It's Kurt." He started, letting out the breath that he was holding. Kurt heard a low grumble from the other end of the line followed by some shuffling.

"So Blaine's right, you do call at any convenient time for you." Jane harshly said, sounding sleep ridden and somewhat pissed off.

Kurt pursed his lips as realization hit him. She was in Ohio and it was—he looked at the clock—around 2 in the morning over there. He did it again. When will I stop making mistakes?

Kurt could feel his eyes burning as he realized that nobody really wants him for Blaine now. "I—I'm—" Kurt stuttered. He cleared his throat, "I'm so sorry, I forgot about the time and uhm, I'm just—" He let out a shaky breath. "I'm sorry."

And he was sobbing. He resolved not to cry anymore because crying is annoying and being whiny is no fun at all. But it's been a month and he misses Blaine and he hates that everyone practically hates him and it's ridiculous that Blaine hasn't contacted him for so long and are we really over?

Kurt only snapped out of his sobbing when he heard Jane saying "Alright Kurt, relax and just breathe. It's okay, I'm just really not an early morning person." And he was surprised to hear how soothing and motherly she sounds. Maybe she really didn't hate him at all?

"I'm sorry, I just—I know what I did was wrong and I'll apologize as many times as I can but I really just miss him and I know that you probably hate me right now and would want to just drop the call but you're not so maybe you don't hate me, I don't really know for sure but—"

"I said relax." Jane practically ordered him. Kurt shut his mouth in an instant, nodding even though he knew Jane couldn't see him. "I'll admit that you're really not in my good books right now but hearing you sound so broken jump starts my motherly instincts." She sighed. "What are you really calling for?" She asked, more calmly than before.

"I just wanted to ask where I could find him. I really want to see him and he's not answering my calls and he won't talk to me." Kurt concisely said. "Do you—do you think we're over?" He quietly asked.

"I know where he is but I don't think he'll want me to tell you. There's a reason he's away, surely you must know."

"Yeah." Kurt weakly replied.

"I know Blaine, he rarely gets exhausted so when he says he is, then you can be sure that he really is. He's worked hard all these years but maybe the celebrity life is just really not for him, no matter how much he wants it—both for you and for him." Jane explained. "Here's what I can tell you though, he's fine and I think he's more relaxed than ever. Give him time, I'm sure he'll be back soon."

Kurt sighed, well at least he knew now that Blaine's okay. "You really can't tell me?"

"I'm sorry Kurt," Jane said. "But maybe if you ask his friends?"

"I've tried that and it doesn't work." Kurt admitted. "They hate me."

"They don't. Blaine wouldn't want that to happen and if they do, I'm pretty sure they'll be getting hell when he gets back." Jane smiled into the phone. "Now get back to sleep, you sound like you need it as much as I do."

Kurt woke up with a start as he heard someone barging in through his penthouse doors screaming "Great news! Great news!". There are only quite a few people who would do that; Rachel, Alex or Blaine. But Blaine wasn't around at the moment so he assumed it was one of the girls.

But he was wrong, it was both girls, looking sleep deprived and a little bit high if he was going to be honest with himself.

Kurt looked at the clock and it read 3:00 a.m. Way too early for whatever this is. Grunting, he rolled on his face and tried to get some more sleep, thankful that he decided to sleep in a spare—albeit very tacky room which resulted into a few more minutes of quiet before the girls finally found him and proceeded to barge into the room.

"Great news!" Rachel screeched, Kurt's face contorted into a frown in the pillow. He felt Rachel and Alex's weight on either side of him, shaking him awake. "Kurt, Kurt wake up! Why are you even sleeping here?"

Kurt tried to pull up the covers but Alex already threw it away from the bed. He sighed, "You do know that my day starts at 8 a.m. today, right? I have every right to catch up on my sleep." Kurt said, annoyed.

Rachel pushed him on his side so he would look at them, Kurt peek one eye open and groaned in annoyance. "Come on, we got great news! We worked so hard on this Hummel, don't you dare ignore us." She demanded.

"And you'd be jolted awake when we tell you what it is." Alex smiled confidently. Kurt finally conceded, sitting up and resting his back on a bunch of pillows while Rachel sprawled herself on the bed comfortably.

"Okay, spill so I can continue my beauty rest." Kurt said, staring at both ladies, waiting for the great news.

"Long Island." Rachel beamed.

Kurt frowned, he didn't understand. "Yeah, I know Long Island is a great state but what does it have to do with me? And what's great news about that?" He snapped, not processing things properly in his brain. Alex laughed and Kurt could swear he hasn't heard it in a long time.

"He's in Long Island!" Alex announced and Kurt still couldn't follow, thinking that the women were crazy and just staring at the wall behind them is making him fall asleep.

Rachel shook him again, realizing that Kurt was falling back to sleep. "Kurt! Blaine's in Long Island!" She finally said.

Kurt blinked. He could swear he heard Blaine's name. "Pardon?" He asked.

Alex shoved him on the shoulder. "Blaine. Is. In. Long. Island." She repeated more clearly. "We've found him! Wes finally decided to text his address to Rachel and Rachel texted me and we drove here so early in the morning because we found him! Finally!"

"Also, Wes and Sam would like to apologize for being an ass to you with reasons being 'we don't know how to act around him after what happened'." Rachel told Kurt.

But Kurt wasn't listening, the words "Blaine is in Long Island" was stuck on repeat in his head and all he could think about was They found him. I can go to Long Island. I'll get to see Blaine again. No, wait I have filming for Sing!, no but he's waiting for me there. Is he?

"Rachel I think you broke him." Alex smiled. "Anyway, Kurt, are you still with us? We'll get you there as soon as we can but you still have a bunch of things to do in your schedule so—"

"Oh my god, I need to get there now." Kurt tried to sit up but Alex and Rachel were quick to get him back down to bed before he scrambles off and vanishes too. "Let go of me! I need to see Blaine." Kurt demanded.

"Kurt Hummel, you weren't listening to me. You need to finish everything here before you go off to find your one true love. I know how important this is but we can't risk ruining your image with you just canceling all your appointments. Your filming schedule is also a bit tight. I promise I'll get you there as soon as we see a free time, okay?"

"But—"

"No buts. In the mean time, let's think of ways to let him know that we know and we're going to do whatever it takes to get him to notice." Alex said.

Kurt sighed. "How do I let him know that I'm coming to him? I need to…" He trailed off, an idea suddenly hitting him. A smile slowly spread on his face.

"What? What are you thinking?" Rachel curiously asked, suddenly very interested.

"I just had the sweetest idea." Kurt smiled. "But I really need to get some sleep so if you could just…"

"Oh no, you're not going to make me go back to my house. I'm crashing here." Rachel said, crawling next to Kurt and hugging him tight. "I hope this all go well. I don't even know why you're both still fighting when clearly you love each other so much."

"I just hope I don't screw this up." Kurt said, staring up at the ceiling.

Alex rolled her eyes at the two. "You two look like lovebirds to be honest. I'll get out of here before I get grossed out too much and puke on you both. See you later Kurt." She said, waving and leaving the house.

Kurt shrugged, "She could've just squeezed in." He laughed.

"I don't think her boyfriend appreciates her hugging another man." Rachel said. She yawned. "Aww, I missed you Kurt." She said, closing her eyes.

"You too crazy lady. And thank you for finding out." Kurt sincerely said.

"Anytime." Rachel smiled before drifting off to sleep.

Blaine laughed on the way home; he just came from a Halloween party planning and was walking back with Jeff and Nick, his kind of childhood friends. He used to stay in Long Island when he and his mom moved from one house to another and it was probably the most relaxing place he could ever think of and though it was getting colder since October began, the little town he was staying at was still beautiful.

Although staying in Long Island was fun, he couldn't help but think about Kurt and if what he was doing was right. Somewhere in his mind, he wanted to go back and forget everything that happened and just hug Kurt; he did promise that he wouldn't leave him no matter what. But something really told him that Kurt needed this and this will be good for them.

"Earth to Blaine, you're alone with your thoughts again." Jeff nudged him.

Blaine blinked and realized that they were in front of his house indeed. He gave them an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking." He said.

"Yeah, we know. You do it a lot." Nick said, "See you tomorrow dude." He said before walking off with Jeff towards their apartment. Blaine waved goodbye and waited until they were gone before walking inside the yard.

The door creaked open as he took off his shoes and entered the house, he could hear television sounds coming from the living room and Blaine smiled. He's watching football again. Blaine took a deep breath and realized that the house smelled amazing. Something's cooking.

Living alone in Los Angeles made him miss these kinds of things.

"Is that you Blaine?"

Blaine smiled, finally walking inside the hallway. "Yes, Nana." He replied.

His grandparents' house is the best thing that has ever happened to Blaine. They weren't originally from Long Island but they bought it after seeing that it had a reasonable price with it being a beachfront house. The place looked clean and great and amazing during the summer and still beautiful during the winter. The beach didn't have snow covering it yet but Blaine knew that the snow would come soon.

Grandma Rose was making cookies; Blaine could smell it from the hallway. She was Jane's mother and she loved Blaine dearly; Cooper was more close to the other side of the family, the Andersons.

"Did you bring a husband with you?" Nana Rose called out from the kitchen. Blaine rolled his eyes fondly, laughing at his grandmother. Ever since he arrived on their doorstep, she was incessantly asking about a grandson-in-law.

The great thing about Blaine's grandparents is that they were very accepting of his sexuality; sure it took them a little while but they came around.

"Hey Gramps." Blaine greeted his grandfather who was seriously staring at the TV screen even though he's watched this game many times already.

"How's the—where have you been?" Grandpa Ben asked. Blaine sat down next to him, staring at the screen too. He had his grandfather to blame (or thank) for the many things he loved. He loved football and skiing because of his grandfather and he loved coffee and cookies because of his grandmother. Well, technically he loved coffee because of his mother but he was pretty sure Nana Rose influenced Jane as well.

"I've been planning the Halloween party with Jeff and Nick." Blaine explained. "They're very excited about it."

Grandpa Ben hummed in response. "So, are we hitting the slopes once the snow gets around?" He asked, laughing boisterously.

"I'd say yes but I don't think Nana would allow you to even step near the ski slope." Blaine laughed. His grandfather loved to ski and was the one who taught him. Long Island doesn't have the greatest ski slopes in the world but it'll do.

"Of course I wouldn't." Nana Rose walked into the living room, holding a tray of cookies and under it was a box. Blaine stood up, helping his grandmother. "You can't even walk straight since the cold arrived because of your rheumatism and now you want to go skiing. You're old Benjamin." Nana Rose reprimanded Grandpa Ben but the man just shrugged and made a face. "And I do hope that Blaine won't be around when it snows," She continued as she sat down. "Not that I'm throwing you out or anything but you've been here far too long now sweetheart." Nana Rose ended.

It was true. Blaine's been taking shelter in his grandparent's house for a more than a month and they were very worried. He wasn't answering calls or opening his phone; cutting off all types of communication outside Long Island. He meant what he said about relaxing and this is the best way he knows how. Blaine was sure that Kurt had called many times (as well as other people, of course) but he really didn't want to deal with it just yet. But soon, he hoped.

"I'm hoping to leave soon too Nana. I'm just waiting for something." Blaine said thoughtfully. Nana Rose nodded.

"Well, I hope that what you're waiting for arrives soon." Nana Rose said, giving Blaine's hand a squeeze which made Blaine smile. "Oh, speaking of which. A package arrived for you today when you were out. I almost forgot."

Blaine stared as his grandmother got the package from under the cookie tray. His cookie hang from his mouth as he received the package.

"Whmhhitffrem?" Blaine tried to say with a cookie in his mouth.

"Don't talk when your mouth is full honey. You're old enough to know that." Nana Rose told him. Blaine saluted at her in response and finished his cookie first.

"Who's it from?" He asked again.

"There's no return address." Nana Rose said. Blaine shrugged.

"Maybe you have a stalker, it wouldn't be unusual since you have our beautiful genes." Grandpa Ben laughed.

Blaine snorted, slowly opening the box. "Let's find out then, shall we?" He said.

As soon as he saw what was inside the box, he caught his breath. His heart started beating rapidly as if it wanted to jump out of his body and dance around. Blaine could see his grandparents looking at him in a weird way and he doesn't blame them, he must've looked like he's seen a ghost. A very beautiful and stunning ghost at that.

"Are those…" Grandpa Ben started. "…cupcakes?"

Indeed they were. There were ten cupcakes carefully placed inside the box, each having a letter written with icing on top of them that spelled out as I FOUND YOU and the last cupcake had a big red heart on it, right next to the letter 'U'.

Blaine couldn't help the smile that was slowly creeping to his face. He did it. Kurt did it and although doubts were forming in his heart and mind after so many weeks of still not seeing anything from Kurt (other than maybe on his phone of course), Kurt still did it.

A post-it note fell somewhere from the box and Blaine picked it up, eliciting a small laugh from him as he read the words that were on it, written in the handwriting that he'll never forget because of how he's been so obsessed with it since last year.

It's my first time making this kind of cupcakes so please have mercy with your judgment (I haven't tried it yet, I hope it's good) ;)

There was no signature anywhere but Blaine knew that it was definitely from Kurt. Just the fact that it said 'I FOUND YOU' and that the note was on a post-it pad written in Kurt's handwriting with Blaine's own words (almost) from the first time that he gave Kurt a free cupcake in The Coffee House reflecting back at him meant that it really was from Kurt.

"So, who's it from?" Nana Rose finally asked after what seemed like hours of smiling on Blaine's part.

"Someone important, Nana. Someone very important." Blaine smiled.

The only thing to do now is wait. Just like the first time.