Blaine was not sure whether he should run and give his parents a hug when they finally walked through the doorway, or just sit and wait to see what they did. Of course he was glad to see them back, but he was kind of scared his father might not like that sort of thing.

He changed his mind when his mother walked through the door to the kitchen where he was sitting, doodling, and happily held her arms opened, smiling at him. "Hi, darling! We're back!"

"Mommy!" He hopped off his chair and ran over to give her a big hug. Okay, so he had really missed her a lot. A lot, a lot.

It rather startled him though when he finally pulled away slightly and saw his mother's eyes had teared up a bit. "Mommy?"

He had no idea that his mother was currently thinking about another little boy she had met during her trip. Not only that, Jeannette was just happy to hear Blaine call her 'mommy'.

"It's nothing, sweetheart. Mommy just had a very long, tiring trip, and she's just super happy to finally be back home with her little one." Jeannette kissed the top of his head. "Did you behave for Amelia?"

"Oh yes!" Blaine nodded. "We had lots of fun!" He really wanted to tell her about all they did, but he was sure she was pretty sleepy. It was late and Blaine himself was already dressed for bed. "Can I tell you tomorrow once you've had some rest?"

"Of course." Jeannette smiled. "I'm going to go get some sleep now and tomorrow I want to hear all about your time with Amelia. Night night." She kissed the top of his head again and then headed on upstairs.

Blaine wandered out of the kitchen to see if Jerry was around still. Hopefully he father would be as happy to see him as his mother had been. And if Blaine could call her 'mommy' then...well, he sure could try calling Jerry 'daddy'. It was only fair, after all.

Jerry was heading into his office when Blaine found him. "Daddy?" He called out quietly, tentatively.

"Speak up, son." Jerry turned his head, about halfway through the doorway. "What can I do for you?"

"Uh..." he started quietly, and then remembered he was supposed to be speaking up, "I missed you..."

Jerry gave him a quick look then turned and indicated Blaine should follow him into the office. Blaine was slightly disappointed at the lack of verbal response, but he had not been allowed in Jerry's office before so he curiously followed along.

The office was very neatly kept, with the same sort of wooden furniture that was all throughout the house, bookshelves lined the walls, and a desk sat at the far end, everything neatly organized.

"I missed you too." Jerry finally replied. It made Blaine happy to hear that, though he was not going to try hugging his father like he done with his mother. For some reason he did not think that would be received as well.

"I don't think your mother or I told you about our business yet." His father continued. "And I guess now's an okay time to do so. You'll be taking over the business when you're older, you know. It's good to know what you are getting into."

Blaine wondered if the fact that he currently held no interest in taking over his parents business would get him into trouble. He kept his mouth shut and instead just listened as Jerry explained what he and Jeannette did and how it would affect Blaine now, considering their jobs meant traveling a lot, and in the future.

The business part bored him, but the parts about how it would affect him personally had him feeling rather down. It seemed like his parents would not be around as much as he would like.

He did feel a bit better though when Jerry told him that there was a surprise coming for him the next day. "A surprise?"He asked excitedly.

"Oh yes, a rather big surprise." Jerry smiled. "Now, I think it's about time you get off to bed. Come along, I'll tuck you in."

Heck, Blaine could not say no to that. His father had yet to seem like the type to just 'tuck kids in at night'. He took Jerry's hand as they walked up the steps to the third floor. Once they reached his room, Blaine hopped into bed and Jerry pulled the blankets up, tucking him in nice and tight.

"Night, daddy." Blaine smiled, fighting back a yawn.

Jerry walked over to the door and turned off the light. "Night, Blaine."

*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*

Blaine was so excited to see what his surprised was that he woke up around 8 and just hopped out of bed, running downstairs. His mother was in the kitchen and was rather surprised to see him up so early.

"Oh my, you're up early, sweetie!" She laughed, setting her coffee down on the counter. "Did daddy tell you about your surprise?"

"Yes!" Blaine practically squealed. He was quite excited.

Jeannette giggled, indicating to the special living room. It was called the special living room, because it was only used for when really important guests came to visit. Blaine had been told he was not allowed in there after getting to see it once, the day he came to live with the Andersons.

Eyes widening, Blaine turned and headed for the living room. Opening the door to it cautiously, he peeked inside.

"You're up early." Came a soft voice from inside.

"Amelia!" Blaine opened the door the rest of the way and went in. "I- oh." His eyes grew even bigger as he saw what was waiting for him inside the room.

A brand new, black grand piano was sitting inside the special living room, perfectly set in the one corner. A shiny black bench was placed in front of it. Jerry and Amelia had just been finishing setting it all up when Blaine had came in.

"Do you like it?" Jerry asked his son.

"I love it!" Blaine replied in awe. "Is it...is it really mine?" He went over to the piano and reached out to touch it softly. It was the most gorgeous instrument he had ever seen in his life.

Jerry nodded, looking quite pleased. "Yes. Your mother and I decided since you loved playing the piano so much back at the orphanage, and because it'd be a shame to let your talent go to waste, we would surprise you with this. It's perfectly tuned already, if you'd like to try it out."

Jeannette came in then, watching from the doorway. It was obvious by the look on Blaine's face how much he loved the new piano. "We ordered some music books for you, darling. They should be coming in the mail in a few days."

"Thank you!" Blaine told his parents happily. He sat down on the bench, his fingers already itching to touch the keys and play. It had been a while since he last touched a piano, but he knew he would still remember a lot of music.

"You're welcome, son." Jerry smiled.

"Jerry," Jeannette called, waving him over, "can I talk to you for a minute, then? I'm sure Amelia would not mind being Blaine's audience until we've returned."

Jerry nodded and followed her out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Amelia sat down on the bench next to Blaine and smiled at him. "So, I hear you can play. Let's see what you've got, lovely."

Blaine was kind of disappointed his parents had already left the room, but his happiness over the new piano overshadowed his disappointment. Plus Amelia had yet to hear him play so at least he got to do so for her.

Remembering one of his more favorite pieces, Blaine placed his fingers on the keys and started to play.

*.*.*.*.*.*

After the door had been shut behind them, Jeannette took her husband's arm and dragged him up the stairs to his office, shutting that door as well.

"What's going on?" Jerry asked his wife, rather confused at why she was trying to be so secretive.

Jeannette was silent for a moment, looking towards the door, before answering. "It's about Kurt."

"Kurt? As in Blaine's best friend from the orphanage, that Kurt?"

"Yes." Jeannette nodded. She recounted her experience outside the museum during their business trip. "It was just a little...oh, I don't know, ironic I guess that I would meet a boy around Blaine's age, who just happened to also be named Kurt, just after Blaine had told us about him."

Jerry looked a bit skeptical, but he was not going to just deny it was a little odd. "You don't think it was the same Kurt?"

"I do, but at the same time I'm not sure. You don't think we should talk to Blaine about it, do you?"

"No." Jerry shook his head. "I'll say what I said before; it'll just be better if we don't mention him. Blaine will forget about the boy soon enough and that will allow him to keep his mind on the future, not stuck in the past. Let's just forget about this Kurt and be done with it."

Jeannette was not 100% sure her self, but she knew her husband had a point.

*.*.*.*.*.*

The grand piano sounded way better than the one at the orphanage. The music felt even more alive and beautiful to Blaine's ears as he played. By the time he was finished, Amelia had to wipe her eyes with a tissue.

"That was beautiful, sweetie. I'm impressed."

"Thanks..." Blaine replied shyly. He was still in awe over how amazing the music sounded from the new piano. His new piano.

There was clapping from the doorway and he saw his parents had returned. "Indeed, that was magnificent." Jeannette complimented.

"Perhaps we could have Blaine come to the hospital with me next week to play for the children?" Amelia suggested to Blaine's parents.

"Oh!" Jeannette nodded, smiling. "That would be brilliant. I'm sure the kids would love it, Abby would love it, and it would be a great experience for Blaine."

"Who's Abby?" Blaine asked, slightly confused. It seemed like his parents were doing that thing again where they plan stuff without even asking him. Like with how they thought he would just take over their business once he was old enough.

"Abby's my granddaughter, around your age." Amelia replied sadly. "She's really ill and has been in the hospital for over a month now. I go visit her whenever I get the chance. She loves music so I bet she would love hearing you play. They just recently put a piano in the play room that the children can play in with each other."

Blaine was sad to hear Amelia's granddaughter was in the hospital. And it made him sad to think of all the other little kids that were sick and had to be there too. If playing the piano there could help cheer them up, well then of course he would do it. "Okay. I'd love to go along. Can I mommy? Daddy?" He looked over at them.

"Of course." Jeannette replied.

*.*.*.*.*.*

The next week could not come fast enough for Blaine. He even drew lots of fun pictures for Abby, because Amelia said she was allowed to hang stuff up in her hospital room.

The day that they went to the hospital was a rather sunny day. The hospital itself was about a half hour away their town and Blaine had a fun time looking out the window, watching everything fly by.

Blaine thought it was rather neat to get to wear a little visitor's badge while they were in the hospital. He and Amelia took the elevator up to the pediatrics floor and Blaine followed her to Abby's room.

"Abby?" Amelia knocked at the door. "I brought a friend along. He wanted to say hi."

"Grammie?" A little girl's voice called from the bed in the middle of the room.

They went in and Blaine spotted Abby, though it took a while. She looked rather small on the big hospital bed, especially because she was surrounded by stuffed animals it seemed. She had short brown hair that curled prettily around to frame her heart shaped face. Blaine was sure she was the prettiest little girl he had ever seen.

The dark circles under her eyes, her extremely thin frame, and all the hospital equipment around her was about the only thing that showed him she was sick. "Hi!" She called out happily to Blaine. "Who are you?"

"I'm Blaine." Blaine introduced himself. "I drew you some pictures..." he held them up for her to see.

"Blaine's the son of the family I work for, Abby love." Amelia explained.

"Ooh!" Abby nodded, smiling. "And he drew pictures! Let me see!"

Blaine moved next to the bed and reached over the side railing to hand her the pictures he had drawn. It was nice seeing her eyes light up as she looked at them all.

"These are really nice. Can I hang them up over there?" She asked after she was finished looking at them all.

Blaine nodded and asked if Amelia could help hang them up for him. Amelia nodded and went over to the wall to hang the pictures up. "Do you feel like you could get out of bed for a bit today, Abby? Blaine was going to play piano for the kids down the hall in the play room."

"Piano?" Abby's eyes widened. "I think I can get out of bed for that." She giggled, struggling to push herself up. Amelia went over to the side of the bed and helped her sit up, then helped her off the bed and down onto a wheelchair.

They made their way down the hall to the play room and were glad to see other children were about. Amelia asked them all if they'd like to listen to Blaine play as well and a lot of them were happy to sit about and listen. Blaine was rather excited to have an audience again, but he was even more excited about the fact that he was going to hopefully cheer these kids up a bit by playing for them. It could not be a good time having to spend your time in the hospital when you were little, knowing that if you were healthy and at home things would be a lot more fun.

Blaine sat at the piano in the room and Amelia pushed Abby's wheelchair over so she was next to the piano bench. The kids in the room all quieted down as Blaine started to play a few songs. He had made sure he knew a lot of fun kids songs so that hopefully he could get them all singing and having fun. It made him smile even brighter seeing Abby happily clapping along and enjoying herself.

Amelia was really touched seeing how nice Blaine was being with all the kids, especially her granddaughter. Seeing how happy his music was making all the kids gave Amelia an idea.

Later, once they had finished in the play room and Abby was asleep back in her own room, Amelia asked Blaine if he might like to come back and do this again some time. It might be fun for the kids, and for future patients in the hospital, to hear Blaine play and put on a little show again like he had.

Blaine thought it was a brilliant idea and agreed. It would be nice to see Abby again, and nice to see all the little kids and how their faces lit up as he played. And this was something he could do even as he got older. He was sure his parents would approve.