So my new school is a lot more time consuming than my old want, but thank God the semester's ending! Here's a short chapter.

Kurt walked briskly next to Cooper, wrapping his coat tighter around his lean frame. He nervously looked over at Blaine's brother, his breath rising and falling in stead but quick paces. As the two reached the outside of the hospital, Kurt felt a metal taste in his mouth and realized he had bit a hole in his lip from nerves. He looked over at Cooper before gulping a large amount of air.

"I don't think I can do this, Cooper,"

"Why not?" Cooper asked, looking at Kurt. "If you're worried about what these people will think, fuck them. You came here to find someone you love."

"What if he doesn't remember me…or worse is disappointed by me?" Kurt's ice blue eyes flickered from one end of the street to the other, obviously very afraid of the American troops and of the stares he got in his very German clothing, finer in quality than anything they had seen for years.

"Aww, Kurt. Please don't ever think that. I know my brother loves you very much, you're all consuming in his thoughts, and you saved his life." As Cooper said this, Kurt began standing straighter and smiled a little. "Now c'mon on."

Blaine was reading an old copy of a novel his brother had brought him and trying to remember when Cooper said he'd be by again. He nervously glanced at the clock and back to the page he was reading. If time moved any slower, he'd possibly be dead, and Blaine knew that was happening. Across the hall he heard footsteps, and even further down, he heard a record player playing a recording of Edith Piaf. He smiled a little to himself as her music made it's way down the hall and thought of how much Kurt liked Edith.

"She's the best, Blaine. Honestly, everyone should listen to her. So emotional." Kurt would smile as he would eat and describe his love for all things French. Blaine shook the sad memory out of his head because the next day he and Kurt were separated.

"Cooper, everyone needs to listen to her," came a voice outside of the door, and Blaine glanced up into Kurt's eyes.

Blaine didn't realize he had fallen to the floor until he felt Kurt's arms around him. Both of their faces were wet with tears, as Cooper smiled and looked on.

"I didn't know you'd still be alive," Blaine choked out as he laid on Kurt's chest. "But I've thought about you every single day of my life after we were separated. Kurt, oh my god, Kurt. You're real, you're tangible, you're...here." Kurt kissed Blaine lightly before Blaine reciprocated, and just held Kurt in his arms.

"I'm never ever letting you go again...ever." Blaine whispered to Kurt. "How...what..how did you even find me?"

"You gave me your address. One night, you said it, and I remember things like that. After the war, after recovering at home, I left my father to take a risk and find you."

Blaine started crying again, and left Kurt silents hold him on the floor.

"I love you."