But now all the unasked questions were staring him right in the face, like his own reflection. Rachel was watching him, waiting for Kurt to move, towards the car, back inside, somewhere. She didn't say anything, she just waited.

Kurt pulled at his jacket again and took a deep breath as he observed Dalton for what he hoped would be the last time. When he spotted something in the distance, he stood completely still for a moment and then turned to Rachel.

"I'll be right back," he muttered as he took the steps that followed his line of sight.

Kurt stopped in front of a tree. Its' leaves were bountiful and the trunk was much thicker than the last time he'd seen this tree.

Even though the grave marker was unseen (possibly removed with time), Kurt knew that the tree he stood in front of was the tree he buried a friend several years before. It was in front of this tree that he grabbed Blaine's extended hand and started the greatest, and almost the most tragic whirlwind of his life.

As he looked up, that tree would also become the place he spoke to Blaine for the first time in years as Kurt watched the other boy approach him cautiously.

"Hello Kurt," Blaine said when he was close enough, his hands tucked into the pockets of his jacket.

Kurt looked at Blaine squinting at the sun that had finally peaked from behind the storm clouds. If there were words to say, Kurt didn't know what they were. So he didn't respond.

"I came here as soon as I got to town. This is a very special spot for me."

Kurt scoffed.

"It is. I don't blame you for not believing me, but it's true," Blaine continued, "Would you say something please?"

"I'm not really sure what you want me to say," Kurt said, his voice just above a whisper, "I'm not sure what there is to say."

"Fine. You don't have anything to say," Blaine said, "But will you listen to me?"

Kurt was quiet.

"Will you?" Blaine questioned a sense of desperation in his voice.

"Fine," Kurt said crossing his arms across his chest.

"You h-hate me. I deserve that. Two years ago, I made a mistake. It's taken two years but I can finally tell you that I'm sorry."

"You left," Kurt spit out wondering if Blaine honestly, thought a simple 'I'm sorry' would make up for two years of anger and pain.

"I know. I was afraid."

"Of what? Of me?" Kurt said suddenly more interested in what Blaine had to say than he had been a moment before.

"Of us. We were going off to college and going to be apart. I was caught up in the 'what ifs'. What if you cheated? What if I cheated? What if we grew apart? What if one of us missed out on something because of the other person?"

"You didn't think I was feeling the same way? You didn't think you could talk to me?" Kurt questioned his voice moving into his upper register.

"I was wrong. I'm admitting here and now that I was wrong."

"I don't know that it changes anything."

"You can walk away if you want to. I won't blame you."

Kurt stayed quiet but didn't move.

"I'd really like it if you didn't," Blaine added.

"I should."

"Why aren't you?"

"Because I can't spend the rest of my life hating you and loving you or some twisted combination of the two."

"Then what do you want to spend the rest of your life feeling for me?"

"I don't know," Kurt said his voice struggling to remain steady, "You hurt me, Blaine."

"I know," Blaine said, a single tear falling from his eye, "And I'm so unbelievably sorry."

The two emotions inside Kurt pulled at him. One wishing that Blaine would disappear forever. This part wanted Blaine gone from Kurt's mind and from right in front of him. Forever. But the part that didn't feel betrayed, the part that on some level was still in love with Blaine, wanted to launch himself into Blaine's arms. This part wanted to be held and maybe take the breath Kurt had been waiting two years to take. But he stood still as Blaine took the few steps that distanced them and all Kurt registered was Blaine's body flush against his, the other boy's hair tickling his face.

With Blaine's arms around him, Kurt felt his chest tighten and stretch at the same time. But it wasn't until Blaine whispered, "I've missed you," into Kurt's ear that Kurt allowed his own arms to warp around Blaine. But it was only a moment before Kurt pulled away completely.

"I have to go," Kurt muttered.

Blaine nodded, stepping away. Kurt took a breath and turned to walk away but after a few steps, he stopped and turned noticing that Blaine hadn't moved at all.

"Blaine," Kurt started before he even knew he wanted to speak, 'I'm pretty busy with school, but my email hasn't changed and it's attached to my phone. My number is the same too. I-I-I don't know how I feel…about us, but I wouldn't mind it if we kept in touch while I figured it out."

"Ok," Blaine said with a nod.

"Ok," Kurt responded turning back to go find Rachel all while the most simple two letter word rang through his head.

A smiling Kurt greeted a shivering, and confused Rachel.

"There better be a great story as to why I waited for you freezing for almost an hour."

Kurt hadn't even realized it has been that long

"Well then I dare not disappoint you Ms. Berry," Kurt sang as he grabbed her arm and dragged her back towards his car.

The first word out of his mouth when they pulled back on the highway was, "Ok."