Kurt walked into their new apartment, carrying a box with a bag hanging over his shoulder.

"Remind me again why we did not hire someone to do this, or why we got a place without an elevator?" He asked Blaine who was following behind, also carrying a box.

"Help costs money! Money which we are saving, so that we can have our dream wedding after we graduate." Blaine chuckled.

"We still could have looked longer for at least a place with an elevator."

Blaine set his box down and waved his arms around. "Two bedrooms, eat in kitchen, with appliances mind you, and a huge living room. Well within our budget."

Kurt sighed and nodded. "It is a steal. I can't wait to start decorating it. Next pay we are hitting the flea and antique markets."

"Whatever you want Kurt." Blaine smiled as he pulled Kurt closer kissing him softly.

"I can't say not under my roof anymore, but you could at least wait until we can't walk in on you." Burt shook his head as he set down a lamp and a box.

"Dad, Finn is to be helping with the boxes." Kurt said sternly.

"I believe a box labeled throw pillows is well within my lifting capabilities."

"Someone grab this damn box." Finn hollered as he made his way through the door. "Seriously, fourth floor and no elevator. Please tell me you are not moving again anytime soon."

"Not until at least we outgrow this place. That will be in quite a few years." Blaine acknowledged.

"Graduate in four years, married, kids in maybe ten years. So about fifteen years, then we will be doing this again." Kurt nodded, still wrapped in Blaine's embrace, smiling up at him remembering the plan they had discussed after he had said yes to Blaine's proposal.

"You boys have it all figured out." Burt chuckled. "I will be watching it all come true for you."

"You mean we will." Carole laughed carrying in coffees from the cofee shop down the street. "I figured my boys could all use some caffeine. Except you of course." She handed Burt a decaf coffee.