"I remember everything," Blaine said, looking at Wes in wonder, a huge smile lighting his face. "I love Kurt so much. Where'd he go, he was just on the stairs, like at Dalton, that's when I remembered."

"He passed by like two minutes ago while you were just staring into thin air with your mouth hanging open. Really attractive, by the way," Wes teased.

"I need to talk to him. I have to tell him I remember. I have to," he began and then his golden eyes went wide with horror. "Oh my god, Wes! The way I treated him, the things I said to him... I hit him! I hit the man I love!"

Wes patted him firmly on the back sensing Blaine might start to hyperventilate. "You know you love him now so start there and see what you can do to fix things. I know you two can make it. Klaine is the endgame."

"Klaine?" Blaine asked, momentarily distracted.

Wes blushed. "You know, your mashed up name. Kurt, Blaine... Klaine." At Blaine's raised eyebrow, he smacked his friends arm. "Forget what I said, you have a man to win back."

"I think I have a plan. Do you think you could help me find and talk to all the Velocity members?" Blaine asked, his mind whirling.

Wes nodded and Blaine shared his idea. He'd made Kurt's life a living hell. He couldn't even conceive of the damage he'd done to the man he had promised to love forever. But he could try to make it better.

. . .

The benefit continued on with great success. The donation buckets were filled and emptied so many times the ushers were constantly on the move. Brittany got whistles and cheers with her Britney Spears number. Mike wowed the audience with dance moves that included a double back handspring across the stage. The girls all got up and sang "You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman". Kurt was preparing for his final performance, a solo. He was nervous, but he loved the spotlight and he knew as soon as he was out there, he'd lose all signs of nerves. This was an emotional number and he meant it as a promise to himself. Nobody else.

The stage manager prompted him and he stepped onto the stage, a single blue spotlight shining on him. His eyes naturally found Blaine in the audience, though he hadn't meant to. He was grinning at Kurt like an idiot. Wondering what he was smoking during the intermission, Kurt looked away and concentrated on his cues. The opening notes of the song filled the auditorium as he began to sing.

Gonna break these chains around me

Gonna learn to fly again

May be hard, may be hard

But I'll do it

When I'm back on my feet again

Soon these tears will all be dryin'

Soon these eyes will see the sun

Might take time, might take time

But I'll see it

When I'm back on my feet again

Kurt's voice raised in a beautiful crescendo, the sound almost unearthly. In that moment, he was alone, strong, whole once more.

When I'm back on my feet again

I'll walk proud down the street again

And they'll all look at me again

And they'll see that I'm strong

Oh, gonna hear the children laughing

Gonna hear the voices sing

Won't be long, won't be long

Till I hear them

When I'm back on my feet again

I'm gonna feel the sweet light of heaven

Shining down its light on me

One sweet day, one sweet day

I will feel it

When I'm back on my feet again

When I'm back on my feet again

I'll walk proud down the street again

And they'll all look at me again

And they'll see that I'm strong

And I'm not gonna crawl again

I will learn to stand tall again

No I'm not gonna fall again

'Cause I'll learn to be strong

Soon these tears will all be dryin'

Soon these eyes will see the sun

Won't be long, won't be long

Till I see it

When I'm back on my feet again

When I'm back on my feet again

I'll be back on my feet again

The audience leapt to their feet, applauding so loud, Kurt was taken aback. There were tears across the faces of the people he could see. They continued to clap so he bowed and they got even louder so he bowed again. It was a beautiful moment. He felt his heart repairing itself. There was hope. He smiled and waved and with one last bow, he left the stage. There was more applause backstage as he got hugs and handshakes.

"Kurt, wow, that was amazing," Mercedes gushed, hugging him tight. "I'm so glad you were able to be here tonight."

"Me too. Well, I'm done, so I'm going to go sit down and relax and watch you work your magic," Kurt said, kissing his friends cheek.

As soon as he left, Blaine appeared backstage and the team members gathered around him.

"I remember everything, you guys. It all just hit me, all the memories. I can't even begin to tell you all how sorry I am for the way I've acted, especially toward Kurt. The thought of hurting him kills me inside. I know it can't be fixed with a song, but maybe it can open the doors. Would you guys help me out?" He asked, hoping they would find it in their hearts to help him out.

One by one they all put their hands in the middle and with a whoop, they made a quick plan for a show stopping finale.

Kurt was sitting in the audience, sipping at water, truly at peace since his performance. Audience members had stopped him as he passed by and congratulated him, praising his voice. He felt truly good about himself for the first time in a very long time.

Finn's voice came over the speaker system. "For the last three performances of the evening, we have a special dedication."

Kurt's head tilted in confusion. He hadn't heard anything about this. When Blaine walked out on stage, he got butterflies in his stomach. What was going on?

"Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to dedicate this next set of songs to someone I love very much. You see, I hurt him. I hurt him in just about every way you can hurt a person. And though songs can't fix everything, these numbers help to convey how I'm feeling. So please enjoy the remaining performances. I remember, Kurt. I remember forever," Blaine said, his voice thick with emotion.

Kurt's heart was pounding and he knew his face was flooded with color. People were looking at him, smiling. Blaine remembered forever? Did that mean he got his memory back? His mind was flooded with thoughts and he tried to concentrate on the songs. The songs Blaine had put together for him.

The guys of Velocity came out with Blaine singing lead vocals.

Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away

I missed you and things weren't the same

Cause everything inside, it never comes out right

And when I see you cry it makes me want to die

I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue, I'm sorry about all things I said to you

And I know I can't take it back

I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round

And I just wanted to say I'm sorry

This time I know I'm to blame it's harder to get through the days

You get older and blame turns to shame

Cause everything inside it never comes out right

And when I see you cry it makes me want to die

Kurt blinked through his tears. Blaine's beautiful voice was so sincere, it made his heart ache.

Every single day I think about how we came all this way

The sleepless nights and the tears you cried it's never too late to make it right

Oh yeah sorry!

I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue, I'm sorry about all things I said to you

And I know I can't take it back

I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round

And I just wanted to say I'm sorry

Blaine looked right into his eyes as he sang. Kurt was shaking, his emotions were in such turmoil. He had so many questions, for Blaine and himself. Did he truly have his memory back? Could Kurt forgive him? Did he even want to?

Next, Santana and Brittany came out. Santana's voice was haunting and beautiful. Brittany sang back up and they made a heart wrenching duet.

Can you forgive me again?

I don't know what I said

But I didn't mean to hurt you

I heard the words come out

I felt that I would die

It hurt so much to hurt you

Then you look at me

You're not shouting anymore

You're silently broken

I'd give anything now

to kill those words for you

Each time I say something I regret I cry "I don't want to lose you."

But somehow I know that you will never leave me, yeah.

'Cause you were made for me

Somehow I'll make you see

How happy you make me

I can't live this life

Without you by my side

I need you to survive

So stay with me

You look in my eyes and I'm screaming inside that I'm sorry.

The accompaniment drifted to an end and only Santana's voice filled the auditorium.

And you forgive me again

You're my one true friend

And I never meant to hurt you

Tears flowed down Kurt's cheeks. Knowing Blaine meant this song for him. Kurt didn't know how much more of this he could take. Finn had said three more songs, so there was still one more to go. The love he felt for Blaine was bubbling to the surface and he found himself wanting to throw himself into Blaine's arms, despite the doubts and fears.

The curtains had closed after Santana and Brittany walked off stage. Now it raised again with Blaine standing center stage. His eyes met Kurt's as he began to sing.

All my life I've waited for the right moment to let you know,

I don't wanna let you go,

But now I've realized there's just no perfect time

To confess how I feel,

This much I know is real

So I'll refuse to waste one more second without you knowin' my heart

Baby, 'cause I don't need anything else but your love,

Nothing but you means a thing to me,

I'm incomplete

When you're not there,

Holding me, touching me I swear

All of the rest could just disappear

And I wouldn't even care,

As long as you're there.

Blaine was moving around the stage, gesturing to Kurt. It looked like his eyes were shining, when several tears escaped down his cheek. Kurt was also quietly weeping, filled with love for the man onstage who was bearing his heart in front of the world.

Take these words,

Don't let them go unheard,

This is me reaching out,

I hope you can hear it now

'Cause, baby my heart said stay,

Take it, it's yours to break

I'd rather try and lose,

Than keep this love from you, yeah

So I'll refuse to waste one more second without you knowin' my heart

Baby, 'cause I don't need anything else but your love,

Nothing but you means a thing to me,

I'm incomplete

When you're not there,

Holding me, touching me I swear

All of the rest could just disappear

And I wouldn't even care,

As long as you're there.

Each day and night,

That I've kept this a secret,

It'd kill me; it's time to share what I feel inside

As Blaine grabbed his chest, bowing under the emotion pouring from him, all the members of Velocity trickled onto the stage. The sound of all of their voices joined so beautifully brought the audience to their feet. Cell phones were raised as lights and everyone swayed with the music.

I don't need anything else but your love,

Nothing but you means a thing to me,

I'm incomplete

When you're not there,

Holding me, touching me I swear

All of the rest could just disappear

And I wouldn't even care,

As long as you're there...

As long as you're there... ohh

Blaine seemed to hold the last note forever, driving the audience to applaud, yelling their approval. Finally, the song came to a close and, shocking everyone, Blaine leapt off the stage and came running toward Kurt. Kurt's eyes went wide in shock. He barely heard Finn's voice over the speakers thanking everyone for coming and for their donations. All he could see was Blaine's determined face coming closer.

"Kurt, please, can you come with me?" Blaine asked, breathing heavily. His golden eyes were wide and he held his hand out toward Kurt.

Held captive by those beautiful eyes, Kurt placed his hand in Blaine's. Blaine's smile was brilliant as he turned and led Kurt away, through the back and into one of the old fashioned sitting rooms. He turned and looked at Kurt, his eyes filling with sorrow.

"I can't even begin to apologize for what I've done to you. Baby, I love you so much. I saw you on those stairs and like a door opening, I remembered everything. Us, our life together, our love, you," he said, shaking his head. "Realizing what I've done since the accident kills me. The way I treated you, talked to you. Knowing I laid my hands on you in violence, my god, Kurt I am so sorry. Is there any way you would ever give me a chance to make this up to you?" His eyes were pleading and his hand was gripping Kurt's hand so hard, he was losing feeling in his fingers.

Kurt was mesmerized, though, not caring about anything but the man in front of him. "You really remember?" he whispered.

Blaine nodded. "I remember running through Dalton with you, dancing with you at prom. I remember the first time I touched you, the first time I got to run my hands down your body and hear you gasp," he whispered, coming closer. "I remember the taste of your lips, the feel of your body under mine. I remember how much I adore you. I remember asking you to marry me, knowing I would be the luckiest man on the face of the earth if you only said yes. And you did. I carved our names into that tree which will probably be there for the next thousand years. I want us to last even longer, Kurt. I want forever. With you," he said, leaning in, a question in his eyes.

Kurt stood there as Blaine's mouth came to brush a whisper soft kiss across his lips.

"Kurt," he whispered against his lips.

"Yes," Kurt whispered.

Blaine sealed his lips against Kurt's, their mouths moving over each other, hesitant, soft, and oh so sweet. Kurt whimpered and opened his mouth to allow Blaine's tongue inside. When their tongues touched, they both moaned, causing them to wrap their arms around each other, deepening the kiss. Blaine swept his tongue around the entirety of Kurt's mouth, his tongue hot and wet. Kurt sucked Blaine's bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling softly until Blaine groaned. Blaine's hands wandered down Kurt's body and around to his ass. Grasping him and pulling him closer, they both cried out as their hips met, rubbing their hardening cocks together.

"Kurt, baby, I need you," Blaine whispered, resting his forehead against Kurt's. He could barely think, but he knew what he wanted.

Shutting off his brain, wanting only the sensations to continue, Kurt nodded. "Come home with me."

"Okay."

Their exit was the fastest in history. They managed to congratulate and thank everyone on the team, applauding everyone else when it was announced that they had made more than enough money to get them to the expo in New York. If you asked them how much the team had made, however, you wouldn't get a clear answer. They could only see each other. Even on the drive back to the apartment, all they could do was look at each other, Blaine caressing Kurt's hand, arm, thigh, as he drove. He refused to think of the last time they were in a car together, it would only ruin the moment. Right now, he knew he was going to be with the person he loved for the first time in what seemed like forever. He knew they'd had sex at the party, but that wasn't him. That was the asshole who took over when Blaine couldn't remember.

They were silent while they climbed the stairs to the apartment. Kurt was clutching Blaine's hand and wouldn't let it go, wrestling with one hand to unlock the door. Blaine chuckled quietly and lent his hand to help. Soon they were in the apartment, locking it behind them. Looking around, Blaine remembered it all. This was home.

"Home," he said simply. "I've missed this feeling, this knowledge that I am home, that I belong. I've missed you," he said to Kurt.

"Show me," Kurt whispered.

Blaine took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Slowly, they began undressing each other. As skin was revealed, it was kissed, nibbled, and adored, until both of them were naked, panting, and hard as a rock. Collapsing on the bed, Kurt pulled Blaine on top of him, crying out at the sensation of their naked bodies against each other. He wanted to cry, he'd missed this so much. A tear leaked out, unbidden.

"Baby, I'm so sorry. I'll make this up to you if it takes the rest of my life," Blaine said, wiping the tear away. He leaned down and kissed Kurt's temple before sliding his mouth down the beautiful curve of Kurt's jaw and down his long neck. He nibbled the spots he knew Kurt loved, feeling Kurt buck his hips up in need. Blaine slid down Kurt's body, raining kisses on his chest, paying close attention to his sensitive nipples, sucking and nipping at them. Kurt kept raising his hips against him, trying to find friction to ease the ache in his cock.

"Please, Blaine, kiss me," he begged.

Blaine slanted his mouth against Kurt's, his tongue exploring Kurt's mouth, humming at the sweet taste. Kurt bit Blaine's lip at the same time that he ground his pelvis up against Blaine's, causing them both to cry out.

"I need you, please," Kurt muttered.

"I want you inside me," Blaine told him, looking into his heated blue gaze.

"Really?" Kurt knew Blaine preferred to top.

"I want you to mark me, I want you to own my body," he muttered against Kurt's mouth, grinding their cocks together.

His words sent shivers of need and heat through Kurt's body. Blaine expertly rolled over until Kurt was on top of him.

Kurt took the opportunity to lavish attention to Blaine's wide chest, licking a path from his belly button up to his neck, nipping and sucking on the way. Blaine was thrashing his head back and forth by the time Kurt reached his mouth.

"Baby, please, I need you. Please fuck me," he moaned.

Kurt leaned down to capture his mouth in a hungry kiss, his knee pressing between Blaine's legs to spread them apart. Blaine rocked up against him, and Kurt thrust against him, the pre-cum letting their hot hard cocks slide against each other. Kurt's balls ached and he knew he was going to come soon if they kept this up. It had been too long. Quickly he reached over to grab the lube out of the drawer. Squirting some into his hand he stroked his own cock, crying out at the sensation. Blaine watched him hungrily.

"You are so beautiful, baby," he said. "I've missed your cock so much."

"Ditto," Kurt said with a strained smile.

He took his slicked up fingers and slid them between Blaine's legs. He found his hole and gently pushed a finger inside, both of them crying out. The heat and pressure against Kurt's finger only made him want to fuck him even more. He'd missed this intimacy, the raw passion that they alone shared.

"More," Blaine whispered, desperate for anything Kurt would give him.

Kurt slid another finger in and carefully stretched him, adding another finger before beginning to stroke his fingers in and out. Blaine bucked against him, driving his ass into Kurt's fingers, riding him.

"Oh fuck," Blaine muttered, thrusting himself onto Kurt's hand, moaning so loud Kurt slammed their mouths together in a heated kiss to muffle the sound.

Finally Kurt pulled his fingers out. Blaine whined at the empty ache, lifting his hips, needing more.

Kurt lined up his cock and penetrated Blaine's tight hole, the ring of muscles clenching around him in delicious heat. They both cried out and Kurt smashed his lips against Blaine's again, grinding their lips and teeth together, fucking into Blaine's mouth with his tongue.

When he thought Blaine was adjusted to his cock, Kurt pulled back slowly, his hands grasping Blaine's hips until only the tip of his cock was inside Blaine. As Blaine whimpered under him, Kurt snapped his hips forward until he was fully buried in Blaine's tight hole, his balls slapping against him. This was heaven, this was right and beautiful. He set a steady rhythm, rocking his hips back and forth, knowing just the right angle to rub over Blaine's prostate. Gently he kissed Blaine between thrusts, driving him crazy. He enjoyed the desperate keening sound Blaine was making as he rutted up against Kurt. The sound of their hot flesh slapping against each other filled the room, adding to the erotic experience.

Kurt slammed into him, knowing from the coiled heat in his stomach that he wasn't going to last much longer.

"Come with me," he encouraged Blaine, nibbling his bottom lip, as he rocked into him even harder. He angled his hips so as he thrust into him, their pelvis's slid against each other, giving Blaine the friction he needed. With a loud cry, Blaine came, his cock throbbing and shooting come all over his stomach and chest. Kurt continued to slam into him, the orgasm making his hole even tighter.

"You are mine," Kurt growled, clawing his hands into Blaine's ass.

"Yes, yours," Blaine panted, arcing his hips up into Kurt's.

Kurt yelled his name as he plunged into him a final time and came, his cock pulsing inside him, filling Blaine with come. Exhausted, he collapsed on Blaine's chest, not caring that he was laying in come. They were both breathing heavily, overwhelmed by the force of their orgasms. Blaine pulled Kurt's face to his and kissed him softly, sweetly.

"I love you, Kurt," he murmured looking deep into his lover's blue eyes.

"I love you, too, Blaine," Kurt replied, tears filling his eyes.

"Forever?" he asked, stroking his cheek.

"Forever," Kurt agreed. He gently pulled out of Blaine and slid to the side, careful to not get a mess on the sheets. Blaine got up and gingerly walked into the bathroom. Kurt heard the sound of the sink and then Blaine came back with a warm wash cloth and gently cleaned Kurt's chest, stomach, and softened cock. Kurt smiled gratefully and lifted his hips to slide under the blankets. When Blaine came back, he looked at Kurt questioningly.

"Would you mind if I stayed the night?" Blaine asked, his expression vulnerable and almost scared.

"This is your home, Blaine, of course you can stay." Kurt said, his voice thick with emotion. He held the side of the blanket up and Blaine slid in beside him. He pulled Kurt to him, tucking him into his side. Kurt's tears suddenly overflowed and he began crying softly. Blaine couldn't bear the anguish on Kurt's face and his own tears streaked down his cheeks.

"Baby, I'm so sorry," he cried, pulling Kurt's face up to kiss him through their shared tears.

"It was so awful, Blaine. I missed you and you hated me," Kurt whimpered.

"I know. I know and it'll never happen again. I know who I am now," Blaine tried to reassure him. "I know who you are and I will never forget again."

"Why was it just me that you forgot? Why did it have to be me," Kurt sobbed, his whole body shuddering.

"Oh baby, please, please don't cry. Cooper has this theory and I think he's right," Blaine said.

"I know," Kurt gasped between sobbed. "He told me. It was 'cause of your parents."

"Yeah. I confronted them and basically disowned them. So did Cooper," Blaine said, wiping Kurt's face with the edge of the blanket.

Kurt's tears slowed and he looked up at Blaine, his eyes wide. "Really?"

"Really. If they would participate in a lie like that, what else would they be willing to do?" Blaine shrugged.

"I'm sorry you had to do that," Kurt said sincerely.

"I'm not. Not really. And I'm on a full scholarship, so I don't have to worry about that. I'm going to give piano and guitar lessons for extra money. I'll be fine without them. And I still have Coop. And you, I think," Blaine said hesitantly.

"You have me," Kurt said, knowing he couldn't say no to this man. He'd thought he would be fine on his own and he would have been after a time. He was proud of himself for working through his own demons during all of this. There was no doubt in his mind that he was a stronger person now. Not that he would want to go through this again, but he did learn more about himself. And it seemed like Blaine had too. His eyes grew heavy and he tried to fight it. But he was still trying to get stronger and he'd had a long day.

"Sleep, baby. I'll be right here," Blaine assured him, stroking his hair as Kurt settled into his chest. Soon Kurt's heavy breathing filled the room. Blaine continued touching him, amazed that he was here, that Kurt had given him this second chance. He was overwhelmed with love for this man. He'd been put through hell and come out the other side. Blaine would make sure he had no reason to suffer like this ever again. He was here forever. Drifting off, he tucked Kurt even closer to him and fell into the deepest sleep he'd had since the accident.

. . .

Kurt woke up to the sun shining in the room. Feeling chilled, he stretched his arm out for Blaine, but the bed was empty. Sitting up, he panicked for a moment. Had he imagined the previous night? But Blaine's clothes were still laying on the floor. The bathroom door was open and he could see he wasn't in there either. Suddenly, he heard whistling and Blaine walked into the room in his boxer briefs carrying a tray laden with food. Fruit, pancakes, eggs, juice, toast, everything Kurt could ever want. Settling the tray in front of Kurt, Blaine spread a napkin across his lap and took one for himself. Kurt reached to his side table and took the medicine for his stomach before digging into the food.

Blaine looked at the prescription bottle. "What is that for?" he asked quietly.

"It's to settle my stomach. That's why I lost so much weight, I couldn't keep anything down. The medicine is like a miracle. I can eat now and I actually have an appetite, as you can see," he said, smiling and spearing a piece of watermelon and sticking it in his mouth.

Blaine hadn't noticed in their passion last night, but here in the morning sun, he could see the evidence of Kurt's weight loss. His cheek bones, collar bones, and ribs were prominent and his hip bones peeking out from the blanket were jutting out further than normal.

"Are you going to be okay?" Blaine asked nervously. He knew it was all his fault that Kurt was suffering.

Kurt looked at him and saw his worry. He put his fork down and tilted Blaine's face to his, giving him a soft kiss. "I'm going to be just fine. As soon as I put on a little weight, I can reduce my dose until I'm not on it anymore."

"Okay. What is that second bottle for?" He couldn't believe he was responsible for the love of his life having to be on medication.

"That one is to help me sleep. But if last night is any indication, you work much better than a pill," Kurt grinned.

Blaine smiled hesitantly. He didn't know if he'd ever be able to forgive himself. He picked at his food, not as hungry as he was before.

"Hey," Kurt said, grabbing Blaine's hand. "Look at me."

Blaine looked into his bottomless blue eyes sadly.

"I am going to be okay. We are going to be okay. We will work through the things that happened and we will both get better. Don't worry about me. Let's just concentrate on us. Deal?" Kurt asked.

Blaine smiled. "Deal."

They spent the whole day together, talking, crying, laughing. Blaine died of embarrassment when Kurt asked him about the girl he slept with.

"It was awful! It all felt so alien. I was only able to finish because I was thinking about you and those hips of yours," Blaine admitted, his face a deep red.

Kurt laughed. "No offense, but that is repulsive."

"None taken. I cheated on you and I'm sorry," Blaine said miserably.

"I don't take it as cheating, Blaine. You weren't you. Besides, I think having sex with a girl is punishment enough," Kurt said with a giggle.

"No kidding," Blaine agreed.

They discussed the night they had sex and the punch. Kurt, again, forgave him and reminded him that he wasn't himself during that time. Blaine told him all the details of the phone call to his parents and Cooper's support.

As they talked, they were constantly touching. Hands, mouths, stroking hair, sitting with their legs tangled together on the couch. It was like they had to make up for lost time all at once. Twice they gave in to their passion and went into the bedroom.

By the next day, they were both walking a little funny as they got ready for classes. Blaine walked Kurt to his classroom, not caring that he would be late to his own. Taking Kurt's chin, he kissed him slowly, gently stroking his tongue along his full lips.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you, too," Kurt answered, breathless from the kiss.

"Forever," Blaine said, turning to go to his class.

Kurt took a moment to recover before walking into the room.

. . .

At Velocity practice, they celebrated the benefit, having raised almost ten thousand dollars. It would not only fund their New York trip, but allow them to get new costumes and sound equipment. They didn't sing, they just sat together and talked, enjoying their successes. Discussing each other's performances and giving praise to everyone, Mr. Schue allowed them to take the day off. A tap on the microphone got everyone's attention.

"I know we're taking the day off, so to speak, but I have a song I'd like to sing," Blaine announced.

The group took a seat, facing him. Kurt's face was red, having no idea what was going on.

"Kurt, this one is for you, as always," he said and motioned to the sound guy to turn the music on.

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I'm afraid to fall

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

Mike and Tina stood up and began dancing to the music. Soon, Santana and Brit joined them. Trent held his hand out to Lauren who took it with a smile. Sam and Mercedes leaned against each other, swaying to the beat. Kurt just sat there, smiling, feeling like his heart was overflowing with love.

Time stands still

Beauty in all she is

I will be brave

I will not let anything take away

What's standing in front of me

Every breath

Every hour has come to this

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you

Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer

One step closer

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

"Kurt, I will love you forever. A thousand years isn't even nearly long enough. Could you come up here, please?" Blaine asked, smiling at him brilliantly.

Kurt walked up slowly, wondering what was going on. As he reached him, Blaine suddenly dropped to one knee. Everyone started yelling and whooping. Blaine waved at them with a smile to quiet them down. Meanwhile, Kurt's mind was swirling. They were just getting to know each other again. Was he ready to wear that ring again? Did he still think they could make a marriage work? Was he past enough of what happened to make this kind of commitment?

"Kurt Hummel, I love you with every cell of my body. I promise to make you happy every day of your life. I promise you forever. Would you honor me by being my husband?" Blaine said, his voice loud, strong, and confident.

Kurt just stared at him, eyes wide and anxious. He stuttered out, "I... I..."