"Hey Blaine." Sam greeted him, it was the last day the store was going to be open; basically Blaine needed to make his decision soon. The next few days were going to be dedicated to packing the store up and when that was all done he had to give Lexi his answer. He was so screwed. Blaine hadn't been able to stop thinking about the talk he had with Nick last week, Nick raised some good points but Blaine still wasn't sure what to do.

"Hi Sam."

"Have you decided what you are going to do?" Sam asked.

"No. You?

"Yeah. I'm going to go Blaine."

"To be with Mercedes." Blaine said.

"If she'll have me, yes. Truthfully I should have never come to New York I should have always been in LA."

Blaine nodded, knowing for the longest time that Sam missed Mercedes and regretted not following her to LA.

"Nick said I need to figure what I want and then not let anyone stop me from getting it." Blaine told Sam.

"Nick is a smart man. Never tell him I said that."

"The thing is I figured out what I wanted a long time ago but it seems like the universe keeps trying to stop me from having it."

"God is testing you man, oh sorry I mean 'the universe' is testing you man. He... 'it'... whatever needs you to prove how much you want it."

"So you are saying I should stay."

"If music and Juilliard are what you want then yes. But more importantly Blaine, I think you'd regret leaving Kurt behind."

Blaine nodded.

"See your problem Blaine isn't knowing what you want, it's letting yourself have what you want." Sam said.

Blaine started to protest but Sam just pointed to the guitar on the wall that Blaine had been eyeing the whole time he worked at the music store.

"Point taken."

"Look I understand your trepidation. I do. I lived in that shithole too, and in high school my family lost our house and we had to live in a cheap motel. I know what it's like to not be sure where your next meal is going to come from and what it's like to have to swallow your pride and ask friends for help but I also know what it's like to live across the country from the love of your life Blaine. And if I had to choose which is worse I'd say it's being apart from your soulmate."

"But..." Blaine started

"I know you are worried about money, but Juilliard is all paid up for this semester right?"

"Yeah."

"And Nick and Jeff want you to live with them, right?"

"Yeah."

"So you don't actually need money until next semester. So you have from now and then to get another job and save up right?"

"I guess."

"So, there's no need to worry then is there?"

"But I can't rely on other people Sam."

"We are talking about Nick and Jeff here Blaine, you can rely on them."

Blaine ran his hands though his hair.

"They aren't your parents Blaine. They won't abandon you. And neither will Kurt nor will I for that matter even though I am moving to the other side of the country you'll still be family to me. You know that right?"

Blaine nodded.

"Good, now buy that fucking guitar already. You are going to need it."

"What? Why?"

"I talked to the boss at my other job."

"I don't want to strip Sam."

"I know. He just bought a nightclub, the kind that has live music, and I got you an audition."

"You bastard! You sit here and listen to me freak out about not having money and job and you got me a fucking audition? Next time lead with that!" Blaine exclaimed hitting Sam.

"Yeah but then you wouldn't have listened to the other shit and you needed to hear it."

Blaine shrugged not wanting to admit that Sam was right.

"Besides man, one of us has to stay here and spoil that little princess rotten when she gets here." Sam told him.

"True." Blaine laughed.

"I hope she hurries up. I want to meet her before I move." Sam pouted.

"If you think you are anxious you haven't seen Jeff lately, she was supposed to be born days ago and he is going out of his mind."

"Dude, I live with them remember? I know full well how insane Jeff is getting. And when he does finally start acting like a normal person Nick starts to freak out which sets Jeff off again. I swear to God Blaine if that baby isn't born soon I'm committing them both to a mental institution."