Title: Watching in the darkness.

Summary: Kurt Hummel had always felt a presence around him, ever since he was a little boy. Now after ten years of seeing a pair of beautiful eyes that swirled with every shade of brown watching him, and of questions building up inside him. He may just get his answer. But would he rather have stayed not knowing when he finds out the truth?

Fiction rating: M- Mature.

Chapter title: Your heart is my home

Chapter rating: M- Mature

Twitter: Unic0rn_H0bbit

Warnings: -

A/n: So here it is, the last chapter of my longest fiction yet. I just want to thank you guys for all your comments and support and most of all for reading. I hope you enjoy it:)

Over the next few days Kurt didn't feel much of a change since himself and Blaine had performed the tradition from Blaine's culture. But Blaine obviously did, every now and then he'd grab Kurt from behind and hold him close, burying his head into the skin of Kurt's neck and breathing in deeply before he'd let go with a happy and satisfied expression and cover Kurt's face in warm kisses. But it had sparked some more confidence in Blaine, he started telling Kurt a lot more about where he came from. Surprisingly it looked a lot like earth, but the air was thinner and the ground was softer. The people who lived there lived a lot more simply then humans do, their houses are built from wood and mud but it's not like they live in small huts. Their houses are large and magnificent, large blocks of wood are used and carved out of, creating intricate and beautiful patterns that are held together with the mud which is added to a fine white powered that makes it's properties much like cement. The houses are strong, and some of the beings who live there have the ability to perform small spells and enchantments which stops the wood from rotting and keeps them always looking shiny and new. Most of the women there are quiet short but incredibly beautiful and are light on their feet and the men are large and strong.

The most important people in the world are others who are born in the month of the eagle, they live in the hills high above the smaller villages and have the ability to fly if they are in danger. They are also very wise and make most of the laws and decisions over the land. Then come the beings who were born in the moth of the wolf, this is when Blaine was born. His people live a little distance away from the village, often in the woods which explained my Blaine's parents chose to live so far away from everything when they were banished here. They often live in small, but strong groups and can become more dog like when threatened-like Kurt had been when Blaine's eyes go black and teeth become pointed and sharp. They can also run incredibly quickly, have a strong senses, and as Blaine described it, feel more alive when the moon is full.

The hierarchy continued downwards, from the wolves to cats to smaller land animals such as squirrels who are amazing at gathering and can climb things easily, there are also people who are born during the month of the fish who can hold their breath for an incredible amount of time and feel most at home when they are in or by water. The very lowest of the hierarchy is the people who are born in the last month of the insect, they are amazing at hiding and living without any modern resources. Blaine told Kurt that they are over thirty different levels in the hierarchy and so most of the laws are complicated and things can get crazy at times.

To Kurt, the place where Blaine lived sounded magical and amazing, like something pulled out of a child's story book. But when he asked how people could pass through Kurt's world into Blaine's, Blaine admitted he had no clue and that only the eagles knew of such things and could control who entered their world and who could not. But that didn't stop Kurt from asking questions, who was eager for the knowledge of where his fiance came from.

The two took their time planning their wedding. Kurt was busy with school a lot of the time and the coffee shop that Blaine had worked in had allowed him to play and perform for a few hours everyday after it was a hit with the costumers in a small talent show thing the shop held. After that the news of Blaine's work spread and he was asked to play in lots of different venues, bars and coffee shops until he'd collected a little fanbase of people, but he refused a record deal someone once gave him. Blaine just wasn't interested in fame, he played because he enjoyed it, and the fact that other people enjoyed it was just a bonus. The money he got for playing was more then enough for him and Kurt to start saving up a nice amount of money for their wedding, life was good.

It wasn't until about two moths later when the tradition had any physical effect on Kurt. Their group of friends, including Finn who had finally moved, had gone out to a bar for a night out. The music was loud and the drinks were flowing as well as the conversation. Kurt had gotten up to buy in another round of drinks when he felt someone slip an arm around his waist.

"Hello Handsome, I've been watching you all night. Wanna dance with me?"

Kurt turned around to see a man who was probably in his early thirties with a too-confident grin and a sparkle in his blue eyes.

"Um, no thanks. I have a boyfriend. A fiance," Kurt declined, handing over the money for the drinks.

"Oh come on, just one dance," The man yelled over the music and grabbed Kurt's ass and pressed himself against Kurt's back.

Kurt gulped, the warm bubbling feelings was suddenly rushing through his body so fast that it made his head spin as though it was reminding Kurt exactly who he belonged to.

"No thanks," Kurt repeated, hiding the panic in his voice.

"Excuse me, that's my fiance you're harassing," Blaine's voice was dark and territorial.

Kurt let out a breath of relief, turning around and watching as the guy took in Blaine's appearance, as though he was sizing him up.

"Whoa, dude you need to relax, we were only going to dance," He said stepping away...well, more like stumbled. He was obviously drunk.

The man disappeared in the crowd of people and Kurt let out another sigh, slipping his hand into Blaine's, "Thank-you."

Blaine smiled, squeezing Kurt's hand back, "I could tell something was wrong."

"You could, how? You were on the other side of the bar," Kurt frowned, letting Blaine pull him into his arms.

"I could smell it," Blaine mumbled into Kurt's neck, only barley audible above the pounding of the music, "You're scent got so much stronger."

Kurt blushed, "I felt it."

Blaine pulled away, "Really? The warm feeling?"

Kurt nodded, "Yeah, it was...nice. I like it," He admitted.

Blaine smiled, "We can do the tradition again you know, it wouldn't change anything. You'd still get the feeling, but your body wouldn't fight against it this time."

Kurt grabbed some of the drinks for their friends from the bar and let Blaine gather the rest, "I'd like that."

They did. On their wedding night and a few times during their honey moon. It made them both feel so connected and close that Kurt was starting to wonder if they'd ever do anything different in the bedroom. There wedding took place exactly two years after Blaine officially proposed and was held in central park. It was quiet small and simple but so, so perfect. The whole of Glee club was invited as well as Kurt and Rachel's new friends in New York. When people asked about Blaine's parents they told them that they didn't approve of his sexuality and so weren't interested. Which worked fine in silencing their guests curiosity until Burt offered to go and 'knock some sense into them.' Kurt had just laughed, hugging his Dad close and telling him he loved him before Blaine had whisked him away. They had their first dance in the sunshine, both had taken of their shoes so the grass was soft under their feet and they held each other close, spinning around to one of Blaine's songs that he'd record just for the event.

Your heart is my home,
The place I belong,
Where I feel safe,
Where we'll write our own song,
Our own story of love, life and tears,
But all will be perfect,
Because I'll be with you my dear

There family and friends watched on with tears in their eyes and Kurt wiped his own tears on the collar of Blaine's suit as discreetly as he could.

"I love you," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear.

"I love you too," Kurt replied before they kissed, earning a wolf-whistles from their audience and Blaine to laugh while Kurt blushed. It was one of the happiest moments of both their lives.

They went on their honeymoon to Paris where they went to dinner in romantic restaurants and explored all of the sights, Kurt shopping like it was his job and buying fancy and expensive moisturizers even after all of the money they'd spent on the wedding. They took hundreds of photos and spent too much time sleeping and making love, ate too much extravagant food and just spent too much money all together. They acted stupid and crazy and totally and love and it was perfect.

Two years later...

"Hey Honey, how was...Hey, what's wrong?" Kurt dropped his bags and ran into the room, dropping to his knees in front of his husband who was crying on the couch.

"The adoption agency called," Blaine sniffed, wiping his eyes and pulling Kurt into his arms, seeking comfort.

"Oh," Kurt's heart sank a little, "They chose the other couple?"

Blaine nodded miserably and let out a sigh, burring his face in Kurt's shoulder, "Again."

Kurt sighed also, stroking the top of his Blaine's head, "It's okay. There's always next time."

"But I want a child now Kurt, it's perfect. We have enough money, we have our own apartment, we both work reasonable hours," Blaine whined.

"I know, it sucks," Kurt agreed, "But...we just have to be patient okay. It will happen, I know it will."

"I love you," Blaine mumbled into Kurt's neck.

"I love you too," Kurt replied with a smile.

"Honey, what are you doing here?" Blaine asked, "I thought you were at the office."

"I was," Kurt smiled, taking Blaine's hand as he stepped of the stage, "But I know you're still bummed about yesterday so I thought I'd surprise you."

"I'm fine, just a little disappointed," Blaine smiled softly, "I still have you don't' I? That's all I need."

"Of course you have me, and I have arrange a little picnic in the park to cheer you up," Kurt told him, "And you have an extra long break which I've already organized with your boss."

"You convinced Michel to give me a long break? Are you a wizard?" Blaine asked with a smile, packing away his guitar.

Kurt giggled, "Maybe."

"You know sometime I think you're the one who's not human," Blaine slipped his arm through Kurt's at the two exited coffee shop and out into the sunshine, "You're totally out of this world.

"You're so cheesy," Kurt rolled his eyes, leading Blaine down the street and into the little bit of green area behind one of the tower-blocks where a few trees and flowers grew.

"Hmm, but you love me for it," Blaine chuckled, letting Kurt take him to the corner of the area where he'd laid out a blanket and some cushions under a tree.

"Thank-you for this," Blaine sighed as Kurt started pulling out some sandwiches and salad from a bag, "You're so perfect."

Kurt grinned, "I know. But guess until you see what I brought for you."

Blaine's eyebrows shot up, "What?"

Kurt pulled a bottle out of the bag with a smile on his face.

"Oh my God! You brought me kool aid?" Blaine cried, his eyes lighting up, "I love you so much right now."

Kurt giggled, "Who needs kids when I have you huh? You're such a child at heart."

Blaine started pouring the red drink into the glasses and smiled, "It's a good job I have you to look after me then."

Kurt nodded in agreement, watching Blaine gulp back the fruity fizz with a fond smile.

Six months later...

"Hello? Hello? Kurt? Kurt?"

"What is it Blaine? I was in a meeting with the owner of Vogue!" Kurt hissed, looking back over at the room where the meeting was still I progress.

"The adoption agency called," The utter joy and excitement in Blaine's voice said it all.

Three and a half years later...

"Bye my little pumpkin," Kurt smiled, holding his daughter in his arm.

Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson, named after Kurt's mother, looked up at her father and her large blue eyes turned sad, "I'm gonna miss you Daddy."

"I know sweetheart, I'll miss you too. But it's only for the weekend," Kurt reassured the little three year old in his arms, "And you'll have fun with grandad and grandma."

"Ugh, I feel so old," Burt complained, taking his granddaughters belongings from Blaine.

Carol laughed, "Me too," She took Burt's hand in her own.

Kurt passed his daughter to Blaine who immediately lifted her high in the air, causing her the girl to let out a cry of delight before Blaine pulled her close and covered her face in little kisses.

"Papa!" She cried, laughing loud and happy.

Blaine grinned, "Now you be good for grandad and grandma okay?"

"Of course Papa," She nodded, "I love you."

"I love you too Pumpkin, I'll see you soon," Blaine pressed a kiss to the top of his daughters head before he patted her dark brown hair into place and made a show of spinning her around, making a noise like a plane and passing her over to Carol who tickled her tummy and made her squirm.

Kurt hugged his Dad and Carole, "Thanks for taking her."

"It's our pleasure," Carol smiled at him, "You guys have a good weekend alone okay?"

Blaine slipped his arm around Kurt's waist, "Oh we will, I'll make sure of it," He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Kurt blushed and nudged his hip against his husbands, "Blaine, please."

Blaine laughed, "Kurt come on, what to they think we're going to be up to when we have the house to yourself for our anniversary?"

Kurt just blushed even harder and sighed, "Can you call us so we can say goodnight to her?" He asked, sounding worried as he watched his little girl take in the sights of the airport.

"Of course," Carol smiled, "She'll be fine hon, we'll take good care of her."

"I know, I know but I'm just...I'm nervous," Kurt admitted, "We haven't really been apart from her like this before."

"It'll be okay sweetheart," Blaine kissed his cheek.

Kurt sighed a little, "Well see you in a few days Baby," He kissed Elizabeth on the top of the head.

The final call for the flight sounded and Kurt ignored the panic he felt as Carol carried Lizzy away, she paired over her grandmothers shoulder and waved.

"Bye Daddies!" She called, looking excited.

Kurt waved back, hearing Elizabeth tell her grandparents of the new stuff rabbit her Papa had won her when they went to the fair and how she'd never been on a plane before.

Blaine squeezed his shoulder tight and kissed his cheek, "You okay?"

"I'm fine," Kurt nodded.

"You're crying," Blaine informed him.

"Wh...? oh," Kurt blushed, "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, of course you're sad. I am too, just better at hiding it," He teased, "But I have the perfect weekend planned to take your mind off it, and we can call her every night. Before you know she'll be waking us up at three in the morning because she can't find her teddy."

Kurt sighed and buried his face in Blaine's chest, "I want another one."

"Huh?"

"Another child," Kurt informed him.

Blaine smiled, stroking his husbands hair, "Me too."

Kurt looked up at him, his eyes bright, "Really?"

"Absolutely, I want loads," Blaine grinned, "I'm thinking like seven or eight."

Kurt seemed a little alarmed at the thought, "Let's just see how two goes for now huh?"

Blaine chuckled, "Deal."

Kurt smiled, "Happy Anniversary Blaine."

"Happy Anniversary my angel," Blaine whispered, pressing a kiss to his husbands lips. He pulled away and smiled, singing quietly under his breath the song he made for their wedding day.

Your heart is my home,
The place I belong,
Where I feel safe,
Where we'll write our own song,
Our own story of live, love and tears,
But all will be perfect,
Because I'll be with you my dear.

A/n: The end

Thank-you to every single one of you, you're all amazing! Please leave me a review, even if it's the only one you've given. Your comments mean the world to me.

I know a few of you asked me to continue this fiction but I just feel like it is a good place to end it, and now I can start a new one that you might even like more if you are interested in reading it!

...Oh and I wrote the lyrics used.

All of my love to you all

-Kat