“Thank you for coming Blaine. I know how hard this might be.” Burt says opening the door and patting Blaine on the shoulder.

“No its fine, anything I can do to help out. We are still friends I guess. How has he been?” Blaine says looking up the stairs up towards Kurt's room.

“He has not come down from his room in over a week. We have been bringing him food which he hardly eats. Carol and me have tried to get him to cheer up with his favorite Musicals, magazines, even bribing him with new clothes from one of those fancy magazines he likes so much. But all we get is a sassy comment back or just ignored.” Burt says with sadness in his voice, it was like last year all over again before Kurt had Blaine, when he was getting bullied.

“That bad?” Blaine aske's with a twinge in his heart. The Kurt he knew would do anything for new clothing, or ever the chance to take Carol out to get a new outfit.

“Yes. Last week he at least cried and talked about his NYADA rejection, but this week we are lucky the get a word out.” Burt says putting his hand on Blaine's shoulder when he sees the look of guilt in Blaine's eyes. “This is none of your fault kiddo, you know that right?” Burt asks looking Blaine in the eyes.

“I know, but I still feel like a part of it is. But I will go see what I can do. Thanks for calling me Mr. Hummel.” Blaine says giving Burt a nervous smile.

“Hey I told you to call me Burt. And good luck.”Burt says patting Blaine on the back as he makes his way up the stairs towards Kurt's room. He sees him stop in front of Kurt's room take a nervous breath before he pushes the door open and goes in. Burt sends him another silent wish of good luck.
He had literately no idea what to do to help his son. Kurt may have had down days before but never this bad. Not even when his mother, Elizabeth, died. He knew that his son was hurting, he lost the love of his young life due to a stupid mistake, and then he loses his dream of going to new york. When will he be able to just get a break? This year has just been the year where everything seems to be spiraling down for Kurt. But if there is one thing that Burt knows is that Blaine was the one person who could make Kurt happy no matter what. And he has seen it on his sons face ever since he first met Blaine.
If anyone could bring his son back out from the darkness it was that brave boy.



Blaine didn't really know what he was going to do to help Kurt. Or what he was expected when he opened that door. He had to take a deep breath to gather his nervous before he opened the door.
In the back of Blaine's mind he though Kurt's room was going to be like Mordor, with a fire pit and darkness all around. Where there was a judging eye on the ceiling ready to kill Blaine for even thinking about entering the room.

Kurt and Blaine haven't even talked since that night he was in Kurt's room last. When he found out that Kurt was texting some guy who Blaine liked to call Music store Douchbag. He was in an angry mood and rushed out of the house saying that they where thru. And Blaine regretted it the next day when he had time to calm down. But since then they haven't talked, even though Kurt tried. But he hurt Blaine to badly. Everyone always leaves Blaine for someone better some point in his life.
But he couldnt think of that now, no now Blaine was here and was going to try his damn best to get the boy he still loved to come back from what ever darkness he was in. So he took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

It was not Mordor, but it was close enough. There was tissues all over the floor, dvd's, magazines, and sheet music scattered all over the floor like Kurt went into a fiery rage and thew everything that he could off from their selves. Even Kurt's clothes where all over the floor in piles and definitely going to be wrinkled.

“Kurt?” Blaine said softly as he closed the door behind him.
There was a slight movement from Kurt like he teased up. But nothing else after that.
Blaine walked towards Kurt a little further slowly, in cause Kurt attacked or something.

“Your father called me Kurt. He is worried about you, he though that I might be able to help you feel better. Even though I am properly the last person you want to see.” Blaine said his voice fading at the end. He was waiting for Kurt to go all banshie at him at any moment and throw him out of his room, but Kurt didn't move.
Blaine stood in the his spot in the middle of the floor feeling horribly awkward. He had no idea what he was doing here, there was no way he could help Kurt.



Blaine didn't know how long he stood in the middle of the room waiting for something to happen, either for Kurt to talk or move, or for some inspiration to come to him. All he knew though was that the silence was killing him.

“How about I clean up for you.” Blaine asks as he moves towards Kurt's moisturizer table and starts to organize the tipped over bottles. He got no rejection, so he continued around the rest of the room.

Blaine picked up picked all the used and ripped up tissues into a trash can. He sorted the dvd's the way Kurt always had them; Favorite musicals, and the TV serious by his favorite and their seasons following after them.
Then he picked up all the magazines, piled them and put them in to a shelf beside Kurt's bed. He put the lose sheet music back into its proper order and placed them back into their folders. The next thing he moved to was the clothes. He was fearful of this part because Kurt loved his clothes and what if he got yelled at for touching them, or what if they where terribly wrinkly, or he put them away wrong. Put he went and picked them up anyways, hanging the right ones and folding the other. At this point a yell would be more then he could wish for. But not a peeped came out of the lump in the bed.

When Blaine was all done he stood back and looked at the accomplish he had done. Everything was back into its proper place and order, it made him smile a little bit.
He looked back over at Kurt who had stayed quite the whole time, the only noise coming out of him was little hiccups every now and again. Blaines smile faded and he hung his head, he really was at a lost. Even when himself was going threw a terrible time with the bullies at his old school, Blaine never got this bad before. Sure he got depressed and all, after all he was a gay in Ohio, and Coopers baby brother. What Kurt was feeling, Blaine never felt it before. He was at a total lost, after seeing how strong Kurt was last year with the bullies, and prom, and not getting class president or the lead in West Side Story. Kurt was always his solid rock, he could get thru anything because he believe and knew that he was better then all those other things. To see Kurt this way was killing Blaine, it was like someone had stolen everything in his life that made him happy and then beat the crap out of him, worse then at the Sadie harkens dance.

Blaine let out a tired sigh, “Kurt I am going to go and bring your dirty dishes and trash down stairs but I will be right back.” Blaine said warmly. He could see Kurt's face, and how his nose was beat red, his eyes where just staring out into space not really focusing on anything. He saw Kurts hair was laying flat down making him look years younger, and his freckles where sticking out; which Blaine knew drove Kurt crazy, which means that Kurt had been skipping his daily moisturizer routine.
Blaine gathered the dishes and brought them down stairs. Where Burt was waiting anxiously.

“I have just been cleaning up, but I am not leaving yet.” Blaine says with determination in his voice. The look on Burt's face hurt Blaine. Blaine knew how close those two where and the fact that Burt had no idea what to do for his son was killing him.

“Don't Worry Burt, I know Kurt and he is stubborn, but so am I. There is no way I am leaving until that diva upstairs is eating and smiling and laughing again. Or you kick me out. You have my word Sir.” Blaine says with a reassuring smile on his face, as he puts the dishes in to the kitchen sink and turns back around to face Burt.

Blaine turns to head back up stairs when he finds himself being pulled back and embraced in a bear hug by Burt.

“You are such an amazing person Blaine. He still loves you, you know, after that night he was up all night crying, he kept apoligizing and saying it was all his fault. But Blaine I know you must still love him too or you wouldn't be here. You both need each other you know, and I am so glad you came into his life. and even if you two are not together anymore, but the Kurt that I knew when ou two where together was the Kurt I used to know. You made him happy Blaine, more happy then I could even remember, and that is why I know that you will be able to help him because you already have before.” Burt said letting go and giving Blaine a huge smile.

“I do still love him, very much sir, and I will try my best to bring that smile back to your sons face.” Blaine said with tears starting to burn in the back of his eyes, but he would not let them fall.

“I know. Now go up there and try your best to get our Kurt back.” Burt says smiling once more as he pushes Blaine towards the stairs again.
Blaine turned around and gave burt another nervous smile before he walked back into the room.

“Kurt, I am back.”Blaine said as he walked into the room. He was half expected to see everything he organized to be up rooted again, or a smiley bouncy Kurt on the bed saying “HA I tricked you guys didnt I. Suck on that NYADA !” but it was still the same way that Blaine left it, even Kurt was unmoved.

“You know I am not leaving until you talk, or your father kicks me out.” Blaine says sitting down on Kurts poof in front of his his moisturizers.

“So we can either play this the hard way or the easy way, your choice?” When no answer came Blaine continued. “I know that you are hurting, Kurt. Why would you not be? I remember when you told me you wanted your senior year to be magical. And it has not by any means been what you imagined. First you had class president taken away from you, then the West Side Story lead, then I let my jealously get the better or me and I left, and now NYADA.” Blaine took a pause before he continued. Two of the thinks on that list had been because of him. If it wasnt for Blaine Kurt may not be hurting this bad. But then again it might be even worse. Blaine was the one solid thing for Kurt threw the school year basically. And Blaine had to go and be stupid and ruin the magic that Kurt wanted for his senior year.

“Damn it Kurt I am so sorry, you don't deserve any of that. You are such a strong, independent person who has over come so much crap that life has thrown you. Why cant you just have one thing go your way? But you know what Kurt you will get threw this, you know why? Because you have been so strong threw out everything else that has happen. We will find you another school it is still not to late Kurt, you can still have your dreams. And if that lady from NYADA cant see how remarkable you are then fuck her. Because I see how amazing you are Kurt, I see it every time I look at you. When you smile, when you sing, when you laugh. You are an remarkable person Kurt, and when I told you that you move me, it is still true Kurt. I just hope you can see it again inside yourself, and you remember that gum wrapper ring I gave you? The things I told you with it, I promise Kurt that I will be there for you, and hell if I can get you to just smile again, I will run down stairs right now and make you some cookies.” Blaine says feeling the tears burning again behind his eyes. But he refuses the have them fall, he has to be strong for Kurt now.
“Please Kurt. I still love you, you know. and I am so sorry. Kurt you are my solid rock and to see you hurt like this, it kills me Kurt. I want to help any way I can, but damn I have no idea what I am doing.” Blaine says running his hands threw his hair letting the tears fall.

“Blaine.” a weak teary voice came from the bed. Blaine looked up to see Kurt extending his hand out towards Blaine.
A smile reached across Blaines face as he wipped his eyes took his shoes off so he could get into the bed with Kurt. Blaine took Kurt's hand and climbed into the bed behind him. Kurt pulled there linked hands over his heart.
Blaine snuggled closer to Kurt, where he could feel him shaking. Kurt was crying. A weight was lifted off from Blaines chest because he knew that Kurt may be hurting now but things will get better because they had each other again.

“Shh Babe its OK, I'm never leaving you again.” Blaine said running his free hand threw Kurt's flat hand and kissing his neck.

“W-What am I g-going to do now? Its not far, B-Blaine its n-not far.” Kurt stuttered out threw tears.

“We will figure it out together.” Blaine said resting his chin on Kurt's shoulder.

“I l-love you Blaine. I-I'm so s-sorry.” Kurt said again nestling closer to Blaine.

“Shh I love you too Kurt, and I always will. We both made mistakes, and where both stupid. But I am never leaving you again Kurt, not until you decide to get rid of me.” Blaine said with a smile as he kissed Kurts neck again.
Kurt sniffled before he turned over to face Blaine and cradling his head into Blaines neck. Blaine wrapped his free arm around Kurt even tighter. their hands where still attached which made it awkward to lie but they figured it out. And kurt just cried into Blaines shoulder and Blaine rubbed small circles onto his back, and pecking soft kisses on Kurts face.


Blaine didn't know how long they stayed like that, just holding each other, as Kurt let out all his held in tears, and fears. Nothing else was said between them except Blaine humming softly to Kurt.
After a time Kurt finally fell asleep. Blaine was drifting in and out of sleep when Carol came in with a tray of food for the two of them. She just smiled at Blaine who lifted his head.

“For when ever he wakes up. Your free to stay the night Blaine if your parents say its ok.” Carole said sitting down at the foot of the bed by Kurt's feet.

“Yeah they wont mind, they are out on a business trip anyways. My brother Cooper is staying with me, I can just send him a text he will be fine with it.” Blaine said trying to sit up, but Kurt had a very strong hold on his hand and he falls back down with a smile on his face.

Carole smiled softly. “Alright then, if he ever lets go of your hand there is a plate for you too.” Carole says getting up and flashing them both a smile before she leaves and closes the door behind her.


Burt who has been pacing back and forth since Blaine went up there four hours ago looks at Carole waiting for an answer. She just flashes him a smile and gives him a hug.

“He is going to be alright Burt. I have a feeling that everything is going to work out.”

“I think so too.” Burt says leaning down and giving Carole a kiss.
“But if they both wake up and I hear things that I do not want to hear, you are the one who is going up there to break them apart and kicking Blaine out.” Burt says in a serious voice.

Carole just slaps Burt with the back of her hand on his chest and laughs. “Alright, deal. But I think Kurt will be sleeping for a while. I am just worried that Blaine wont be able to eat, or use the bathroom, or be able to get any circulation back into his hand. You should see the death grip Kurt has on Blaine.” Carole says in a motherly tone back towards the door.

“He is a Hummel. And we Hummels hold on to the things that we love and never let go.” Burt says taking Carole's hand as the make their way back down stairs.

“Well at least we have one sons problem getting worked on. Now its time to move on to the other.” Carole says sadly looking at a picture of Finn as a kid on the wall.

“Its going to be a long summer.” Burt says pulling Carol into a hug and kissing her on top of her head.


Mean while up stairs Blaine and Kurt where sleeping softly both with smiles on their faces because they have found their missing puzzle piece. They still have a lot of things to put together, but they are going to be all right. After all everyone has bad things, terrible, unfair things that happen to them in their life. Its the good things that you hold onto that help you over come the darkness and help lead you towards the warmth of the light. Both Blaine and Kurt have been threw the darkness, and each where the others beaken to home.


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