DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee, nor am I associated with it or Ryan Murphy. I am just an out-of-college daydreamer who sometimes gets into these writing funks and ends up tossing out a story after letting the idea sit in my brain for a few days! I also don't own Wicked, Neon Trees, or anything else!

Confused

By: xSlythStratasfaction

Pairing: Kurt x Blaine , Rachel x Blaine

A/N: This takes place right after BIOTA and it's mostly about what happened between Kurt and Blaine during the entire Blaine-Rachel dating ordeal and what Kurt's feelings were like about the matter.

ALTERNATE ENDING

"Whose idea was it to perform this number in an abandoned warehouse? The creepster level of this place is out of this world!"

A handful of Warblers chuckled at the blonde boy who was currently running around the dusty warehouse, hands flailing in the air. Jeff wasn't the only one who seemed off put by the strange choice of venue for their sexy number; a few of the other Warblers seemed confused by the idea as well - one of them being Kurt Hummel.

Kurt stood back from the group, watching as the council walked up and down the warehouse. In the middle of the building sat a bunch of scaffolding hidden beneath thick, dirty sheets. Wes seemed very interested by the fixture and quickly went around pulling the sheets off the risers, releasing a flurry of dust into the air.

"My God, Wes! Why'd you do that?" Thad screamed, ducking around a corner to escape the cloud of dirt falling to the ground. "What if there's asbestos in that stuff? What if it gets in our lungs?"

Wes dropped the sheets onto the ground and stared at the scaffolding. "It's just dust, Thad. Do you honestly think I'd put my choir into any sort of danger?"

"Well, we are performing in an-"

"Shut up, Jeffery."

Jeff slunk back into the group of Warblers and the lot waited while the council overlooked the platform before them. David seemed excited by the potential stage while the other two seemed weary. Finally, Wes nodded his head and turned back to the group of bored looking boys behind him.

"This will have to do. Are you guys ready to rehearse the number?"

Kurt rolled his eyes, wondering what in the world happened to the stiffler Warblers he met way back in November when he first joined the group. Memories of his first failed solo audition and what Blaine had told him about fitting in assaulted him; he bit his lip and watched as some of his friends rushed over to the staging, a few swinging around the bars at the bottom.

"Oh my God, is that a bubble machine?" Jeff shrieked as he climbed to the top. With a simple click of a button, muddy brown bubbles came spitting out of the machine and onto the Warblers below.

"Yuck! Man, this thing must not have been used in forever! Eww!"

The Warblers ran around pelting dirty mounds of soap at one another, screaming and yelling as they got hit. Blaine stood next to Kurt nearest to the exit, neither boy bothering to jump into the chaos.

"I honestly have no idea what's gotten into them," Blaine sighed.

Kurt shot a glance at the shorter boy and then looked back to watch Nick fling a massive beach ball at Wes' head. "They definitely aren't like the guys I met months ago, that's for sure."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Blaine was staring at him with a look that Kurt could only describe as lost; it was like the boy was mangling his brain to find answers. It was also rather adorable, though Kurt tried to push those thoughts away. "I'm just saying that when I first auditioned for the Warblers, you guys were big on keeping things traditional and well… boring. Now look at us: we're in an abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere, running around in bubbles and throwing stuff at each other. I couldn't even imagine something like this happening when I first joined."

"I guess things have changed," Blaine murmured, sidestepping to dodge a beach ball. "I've noticed us becoming more open as well."

"But why though?" Kurt asked. Blaine shrugged next to him.

"To be honest, I don't really know. If I had to make an educated guess, I would probably say it had something to do with you. I mean-"

"Me?"

Blaine nodded, "Yeah you. I mean, ever since you transferred, the Warblers seem to have opened up their eyes for certain things. Like with us performing this number here, think about it. Months ago, I don't think Wes would have ever budged if I brought up what your old coach told us. He probably would've shot me down. But now, like with the other day when he turned to you and asked you if what I said was true and you said yeah. He completely believed you and voila, here we are!"

"I still don't agree with this."

"Yeah, I know, but still. I think you being in the group has helped to open up our minds to a whole bunch of different ideas. I know things with the Warblers run differently than they do with the New Directions, but slowly things are changing."

Kurt leaned back against the wall, careful to mind his uniform. "I guess you're right." He side glanced at the boy beside him and felt his heart barely flutter, something he noticed was happening more often than usual. "Things are changing."

"Okay! One more time!"

Wes jumped out of the line-up and stood in the middle of the room where they planned to have the Crawford girls stand when they came to view the performance. He clapped his hands once and the guys started up again, waiting for Kurt and Blaine to jump in and start their duet. Blaine appeared from behind the group, singing his part before jumping down the scaffolding towards Kurt, who strutted in with his part. As they sang together, the rest of the Warblers moved into their formations. It finally looked like things were coming together.

Well, until Wes decided that things weren't up to par.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on!" He waved his arms in the air and waited for the group to silence. "This isn't looking sexy at all! Kurt, Blaine, we need more chemistry! What was that anyway? You guys can do better than that! If we're planning on crushing the competition at Regionals, then we need to sexy this up! Give me your best sensual faces!"

Kurt crossed his arms over his chest and shot Wes a bitch glare. Honestly, he was having the hardest time trying to figure out where stick-in-the-mud Wes from months ago disappeared to. Obviously this doppelganger before him wasn't the real Wes. The real councilman would be foaming at the mouth at this blatant display of unprofessionalism.

Beside him, Blaine was watching Kurt with eyes full of fear. Throughout the entire rehearsal, he found himself watching Kurt curiously, wondering what was really going through the boy's mind. Then, after hearing Wes mention that they needed more chemistry, it was like his world crashed around him.

He and Kurt always had amazing chemistry when they performed together.

It was something that the other Warblers commented on quite frequently. Even when the two boys were just singing a group number, they always seemed to balance well with one another. And now, here they were, finally having an official Warbler duet with each other and for some odd reason, they were clashing terribly.

And this scared Blaine like no other.

Throughout the performance, it was obvious that Kurt just wasn't into it as much as he probably should have been. Finally the guy had gotten a solo and he was just prancing around like he didn't give two shits in the world. Plus, the facial expressions he was giving Blaine were awful, like he wasn't putting any thought into the performance at all. Like he just didn't care.

Like he would rather be anywhere but singing with Blaine right now.

And that hurt. It hurt something fierce.

Sighing, Blaine raised his hand and waited for Wes to walk over to him. Once the councilman stopped in front of him, Blaine shot off a plan. He needed to be able to talk to Kurt for just a moment, perhaps get a few practice runs in of just the two of them working on their allure for the performance. Wes seemed to like the idea and sent the other Warblers on their way to practice vocals with each other.

"Wes says you want to work with me on something?" Kurt questioned, brow raised. "Am I not up to Blaine Anderson's par?"

"No, no! You're fine. I just thought we'd run through the number a few times and try to work on this audience captivation issue we seem to be having."

Kurt rolled his eyes and made his way to a deserted corner of the room. "Perhaps we're having problems with this performance because I'm just not that into it?"

"Just not that into it or just not comfortable performing with me?"

That seemed to shock Kurt into oblivion. The boy stood there, mouth falling open and closed like an out-of-water fish struggling to breathe. His blue eyes were wide as he stared back at Blaine in horror, "Wait! What did you say?"

Blaine glared, "You heard me. You and I usually perform amazingly together. Why are things so different now? Is this about the fight we had and what happened with me and Rachel? Because I told you, I regret all of that so much. If I could go back in time and stop it all from happening, I would. I don't want our friendship to suffer because of this and now you can barely even look at me for a few minutes to perform a song."

"So you think this is because of the fight?"

"Well, what would it be about? I can't think of anything else that would-"

Kurt huffed loud enough to stop Blaine in his tracks. Both boys stared at each other for a few moments; Blaine watching as something odd flashed through Kurt's eyes. He couldn't figure out exactly what it was, but whatever the emotion was, it was really intense.

"Kurt, I-"

"I don't want to perform this song with you, Blaine. I just don't."

"But it's a good song…"

Kurt threw his hands into the air and stepped back, "Oh for Christ's sake, Blaine! Have you ever even listened to the lyrics? I mean, really? Listen to them, Blaine! LISTEN TO THEM!" With his final yell, he turned and rushed out of the warehouse, leaving Blaine gaping behind him. The other Warblers in the room stared in shock and awe over what just happened. Finally, someone snapped Blaine out of his confusion.

"Hey, Anderson! Aren't you going to go after him?"

Blaine blinked up at Jermaine, hazel eyes wide in panic. "I don't know what just happened." Jermaine shook his head and placed a strong hand on Blaine's shoulder, turning him towards the exit.

"I think you need to discuss this with Hummel, not me," he muttered, pointing at the open doors. "I think he might've already left, but you might be able to fix this if you hurry."

"But I don't know what to do."

Jermaine frowned, "I really feel like a chick saying this, but seriously man, follow your heart. Listen to what it says."

"But I-"

"You're wasting time."

Blaine nodded, shrugging the other boy's hand from his shoulder as he walked towards the exit. He pulled his phone out of his blazer pocket and dialed up Kurt's number as he stepped out into the parking lot.

Come on, Kurt. Please pick up.

Voicemail.

Voicemail again.

Voicemail again and again and again.

Every time Blaine tried to call Kurt, all he got was the voicemail. He had been trying to call his best friend for the last hour, but got no type of response. No angry text messages telling Blaine to fuck off, no pick up the phone and then hang up type of responses… nothing.

Groaning, Blaine tightened his grip on the steering wheel and drove down the interstate. His mind raced with the events of the last few weeks. Visions of Kurt's hurt eyes and frowning face blinded him and he cursed to himself, reaching over to flip on the radio as a distraction.

Immediately, the first few bars of Animal blared from his stereo - a forgotten burnt CD of potential sexy songs Blaine had decided to play on the ride to the warehouse still in the player. He wanted to shut the song off as soon as he heard it, but then he remembered Kurt's last few words to him before he stormed out of the warehouse.

"Oh for Christ's sake, Blaine! Have you ever even listened to the lyrics? I mean, really? Listen to them, Blaine! LISTEN TO THEM!"

So, that's what he did. He listened.

And he listened.

And he listened some more.

He repeated the song several times until he finally had to pull the car over on the side of the road. Running his hands through his gelled hair, the boy groaned loudly and slammed his head back against the headrest.

Say goodbye to my heart tonight…

"Damnit!"

It took him a few minutes to compose himself, but by the time Blaine Anderson headed back on the road to Lima, he knew he had some major damage control to do.

He had sat in his car for a good while replaying his friendship with Kurt back and forth in his mind. The lyrics to Animal practically kicked him in the face as he thought of his relationship with Kurt and of what he wanted this relationship to be.

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that it had been Kurt all along.

Since Christmas, things between them had changed. At first, Blaine tried to ignore it. He tried to push the feelings he felt for the boy away, blaming them on the fact that the time he was spending with Kurt was making him feel silly things. They just spent too much time together, that was all.

But that wasn't it.

Blaine spent a lot of time with Wes, David, and the other guys and never did he develop any sort of feelings for them - gay or not. Long ago, he harbored crushes on straight men, but never had anything happened with any of the Warbler guys. The only person he realized that he had any sort of strong emotional attachment to was Kurt. He really cared about him.

And now here he was: rushing to Kurt to explain himself. To explain how stupid he was.

Turning his car down Kurt's street, he caught sight of the Navigator parked in the driveway and he sighed. Good, Kurt was home. Maybe he still had a chance to talk to him.

It wasn't until he spotted Burt Hummel standing in the driveway that all of Blaine's confidence flew right out of the window.

Crap.

"Hold up, kid. What brings you here?"

Blaine stood halfway between his parked car and Kurt's SUV, wide eyes watching Burt like a hawk. He was ready to run away at any given moment; just the presence of Kurt's father scared the living hell out of him.

"I need to speak with Kurt, Mr. Hummel. I really messed up and-"

"So you're the reason why my boy came home all upset."

"Oh God, was he crying? Oh man, I'm such an idiot. I never meant to hurt him like that. I-"

"Perhaps it would be for the best if you just went home, Blaine."

Blaine blanched. "Oh please, Mr. Hummel, I really need to talk to Kurt. I've been a fool for so long and I want to apologize. I never meant to hurt your son, you have to believe me."

Burt took off his baseball cap and scratched his scruffy head. His green eyes were a bit sad and Blaine wondered if this had anything to do with his son's current distress. "Kid, I'm not sure what to believe. I'm getting ready to leave for work and Kurt comes busting in the house looking like someone's killed his dog or something. Then he won't talk to me, goes upstairs and starts playing that music he always listens to when he's pissed off, and the next thing I know, I hear his phone going off in his bag and it's you."

"I-"

"So I knew you had to be the cause of all this. You seem to be most of the time nowadays, Blaine. I go from seeing my son moping around on Valentine's Day to catching him harboring your drunk ass in his room, then to have him fighting with me at dinner because he's upset over you and Rachel… and now, he's upstairs mad again over something you did. What are you playing at anyway?"

"I just," Blaine stuttered, eyes filling up with tears. He felt so awful hearing Burt tell him about Kurt being upset, "I don't know what I'm doing, sir. I really don't."

Burt walked over to his truck, opening the door to the cab. He started the vehicle up and then turned back to the flustered boy before him. "You care about my son?"

"Yes, sir. I do. I care about him more than I ever thought I could ever care about another person."

"Then why do you do this stuff?" Burt was watching him now. Blaine took a deep breath and tried not to wipe away the tears that were now running down his cheeks.

"I don't know. I really don't. I've always been told I'm a little clueless, but I never thought it was that bad. Then when Kurt came around, I guess I became even more dumb than I was before. I just can't think properly when I'm around him. I admire Kurt so much and I don't even know why he would even want to be around someone like me… someone so foolish, someone so-"

"You need to quit beatin' yourself up, kid. You're a teenager. Teenagers make mistakes. I've been there once, I know what it's like. I can only imagine how tough it is for kids like you and Kurt, with how careful you two have to be and all." He paused, taking in Blaine's watery disposure. "If it makes you feel any better, I don't think I've seen Kurt smile so much then when he's talking about you. He really cares about you too."

"I know... I just don't think he feels that way about me anymore. I took too long to sort out my feelings. I messed up bad."

"You'll only know if you talk to him."

Blaine glanced up, face a little bit brighter after hearing Burt's words. "So you don't care if I go to talk to him?"

Burt nodded, "You better not break his heart again, kid. I'm not going to guarantee that he's going to be as forgiving as you think he might be, but it won't hurt to try. You're a good kid, Blaine. You've helped Kurt out so much these last few months and even though you've made some pretty grand mistakes, my son really cares about you."

"Thank you, sir. I really appreciate this."

"It's Burt, kid. Not sir."

"Oh, umm, well then, thank you Burt."

Blaine hovered between the two vehicles until Burt finally waved him off. As the teen dashed up the steps and into the house, Burt remained staring after him in the driveway, head shaking side to side as he asked himself what the hell he had just done.

Kurt sat on his bed, fingers slowly grazing over the pages of a past issue of Vogue. Defying Gravity came up on his playlist and he found himself singing along to the song.

Something has changed within me

Something is not the same

I'm through with playing by the rules

Of someone else's game

He was surprised when another voice chimed in with his.

Too late for second-guessing

Too late to go back to sleep

It's time to trust my instincts

Close my eyes: and leap!

"Blaine?"

He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw who was standing in the doorway of his bedroom. The other boy hadn't been there since the disaster that was Rachel Berry's house party. But, there he was, standing in the hall, hair mussed and eyes reddened.

He's been crying?

"Blaine, what-"

"I'm sorry. Oh God, Kurt, I'm so sorry."

"What are you-"

Blaine entered into the room, stepping into the light, now showing off how disheveled he truly was. Kurt fought back a gasp that threatened to erupt from his throat; Blaine truly looked upset.

"Kurt, I'm such an idiot. I'm such a fool."

Blue eyes narrowed, "You don't have to tell me that. I already know."

"I know you do," Blaine flinched at the coldness in Kurt's voice. He walked closer to the seated boy, "I won't blame you if you just tell me to get out of your life. I've done nothing but hurt you so many times."

"Blaine-"

"I messed up on Valentine's Day. I messed up at Rachel's party. I messed up AFTER Rachel's party. I messed up the last few days. I messed up today. I've messed up everything. I've been such an idiot. I don't deserve you in my life," he was really beating himself up now.

Kurt leaned back against the pillows, eyes still locked on Blaine's hunched form. He sort of felt bad for the guy; he looked so sad. He watched as Blaine began to pace around the room, the other boy still rattling off punch after self-esteem killing punch about why Kurt needed to run far, far away from him. It was depressing to hear and finally, after a few minutes of Blaine's self-hatred, Kurt had had enough.

"Blaine, just shut up."

"Kurt-"

"Why are you doing this? Why are you here?"

Blaine fell silent. He curled his arms around his waist and stared down at his shoes like they were the most interesting things in the world. "I made a mistake."

Kurt just sat still and listened. He wasn't sure what Blaine was about to say but whatever it was had his stomach tightened up in knots.

"I've been telling myself that you're nothing more than a friend to me. Just a friend. But over these last few weeks, I've noticed things - things that scare the living daylights out of me, Kurt. After what happened with Rachel, I started to think about all the things I've ever wanted in a guy and out of all the qualities I wanted, you had them all. All of them, Kurt. Not just one… all."

"Blaine…"

"I've always wanted someone who could hold their own, yet still need to be held every once in a while. I wanted someone who was so talented and gorgeous and had a wonderful personality to match. I wanted someone who could understand me better than I understood myself and that would accept me no matter what. I wanted someone… someone like you, Kurt. It's you."

"Blaine, I-"

"Kurt," Blaine looked up and every single conflicting emotion Kurt had ever seen in that boy's eyes were swirling there in a pool of tears. "I think I'm falling in love with you."

"What?" Kurt sat back on his bed, eyes wide, heart pounding furiously against his chest. Blaine was still standing in front of him, the tears in his eyes now running down his cheeks and splattering against his blazer. "You… you like me?"

"I really, really care about you."

Kurt rose from his bed and crossed the room, stopping just inches in front of his now sobbing best friend. "Why are you telling me this now?" He whispered as he clutched Blaine's shaking hands within his own.

Blaine whimpered, leaning closer to Kurt, "I don't want to lose you. After our fight and what happened today at the warehouse, my eyes finally opened all the way. I listened to Animal in the car and it was like everything clicked. I never meant to hurt you, but I realized that with the way I've been acting, I was only pushing you away and I never want that to happen. I want to be with you, Kurt."

"You do?"

"I do."

Kurt smiled as he leaned his head down to rest against Blaine's. Their eyes met and for the first time, both boys could see the love sparkling behind the tears hidden within both hazel and glasz. Blaine pressed close, his lips just hovering over Kurt's.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered. His breath smelled of cinnamon and coffee, something that sent Kurt reeling every time he breathed it in. "I never meant to hurt you."

"I know."

"I've been such a fool."

"I know."

"You probably hate me."

"I do."

Blaine jerked back, only to be pulled close once more by Kurt. "Do you really-"

"Oh God, Blaine, no I don't. I was just kidding. Calm down!" The taller boy laughed, sliding an arm around Blaine's waist. "You really are very jumpy."

"You terrify me, Kurt."

"Oh really? Well, if it means anything, you scare the crap out of me too."

Both teens just stood there, relaxed in each other's arms. Blaine curled his body closer to Kurt's and breathed in his scent - the usual mix of mocha, citrus, soap, and spice. Kurt smiled against Blaine's head as his cheek brushed against the hard shell of Blaine's gelled curls.

"You really should let your hair free. This gel prison is really a downer."

"You might run away in fear if you saw my hair out of the gel. It's really pretty scary under there."

Kurt laughed, "You may never know. I may just like it." He ran a hand along the back of Blaine's neck and pulled away, light eyes shining. "You know… I've never had a boyfriend."

"Neither have I."

"I have no idea what I'm doing."

"Same here. I think I've told you that before."

"Can you explain to me what this is then? What exactly are we doing?"

Blaine grinned and tightened his grip on Kurt's hips. "You know, I kinda want to be more than friends," he sang, batting his eyelashes.

"You're a nerd," Kurt exclaimed with a playful shove. "I bet you want me to say something like what are you waiting for and then-"

"Can I kiss you?"

"Can you what?"

"Kiss you."

Kurt didn't bother to answer, tilting his head to the side a little as he crushed his lips to Blaine's. Blaine kissed back almost instantly, his lips pushing against Kurt's eagerly, deepening the kiss. Soon hands became entangled in hair and bodies pressed tightly against one another. It was only a few seconds of pure bliss before Kurt pulled away with a soft moan.

"That was amazing."

Blaine was speechless. He just blinked up at Kurt, still in awe over the feeling of the other boy's soft lips against his own.

"Something wrong?" Kurt asked, suddenly fearing that maybe Blaine didn't feel anything from their liplock. He started to pull away, but was quickly tugged back towards the shorter boy's body.

"Nothing's wrong. That was perfect. You're perfect."

"Oh thank God. I was about to sic Finn or my dad on you." He laughed when he saw Blaine visibly pale. "Don't worry, you're fine. Though I was expecting you to say something lame like I'm 100 percent gay like you said with Rachel."

Blaine scoffed, "I take offense to that. I'm not always that cheesy!" He placed a hand on his chest and stepped back, feigning hurt. "At least I didn't tell you that your face tasted awesome!"

"I honestly thought about telling you that, just to see what you'd say."

"It's a good thing I don't remember Rachel saying that. I'm only going on what you said happened after the party."

"Yeah, I really don't want to talk about that right now."

"I know. I just want you to know that in the near future, I'd like to talk about what all happened the night you dragged me up here. I still need to apologize to your father and to Finn about how drunk I was. I don't ever think I'm going to drink again."

"Good. I don't want to deal with a drunken Blaine anyways. He's loud."

"Sorry."

"It's okay. Now can we move on from this subject. There's something else I'd rather do-"

"And that is?"

"Kiss you again." He leaned forward, ready to capture Blaine's lips once more, but pulled back before they touched. "Wait! …what exactly are we?"

"You mean as in relationship status?"

"Yeah. I don't want this to be a one-time thing, Blaine. I want it all. I want the romance, I want-"

"Then will you be my boyfriend, Kurt Hummel?"

Kurt smiled brightly, throwing his arms around Blaine and hugging him close. "I'd be honored," he laughed. "I honestly thought you'd never ask."

"I'm sorry for being so blind for so long. I'm an idiot."

"You may be a little dense sometimes, but I don't care. I like you so much more for it." The two kissed again. This time it lasted much longer and was just as passionate as the first. When they finally pulled away, they each had matching smiles.

"The Warblers are going to die when they find out about this."

"So are the New Directions. I just hope they are over the wanting to kill you for hurting me thing."

"Wait, what?"

"That's another story for another day. Since you're here and who knows when you have to go back to Dalton, do you want to stay for lunch and then dinner maybe? I can introduce you to the family as my boyfriend and-"

"Kurt, Kurt, Kurt… you don't think they'll try to kill me, do you?"

"No. Carole will probably fawn over you, Finn may glare at you all night, and my dad might try to intimidate you by talking about his tools at the auto shop, but I'm sure it'll be just fine if you stay for dinner."

"Well, then what will we do until then?"

Kurt slipped his hand into Blaine's and pulled him out of the room, "We can order some take-out for lunch and watch a movie if you want. Or we could go out. Or we could just skip lunch and talk. Whatever you want to do."

"I don't care," Blaine said softly as he squeezed his boyfriend's hand. He followed Kurt into the living room and stopped when the taller boy halted and turned on him.

"Is it bad that I can't believe this is happening?"

"No, because I'm still in shock over it all as well."

"So we're actually boyfriends?"

"Yep."

"Good," he leaned in and kissed Blaine again, leaving Blaine with that stomach flipping feeling that he found happened every time their lips met.

After Kurt pulled away and hopped across the room to find a movie to watch, Blaine just stood and stared after him. A lot had just happened within the last few hours. Things had changed between the two best friends, something that could honestly harm their friendship later on down the road. But it was something that Blaine was willing to chance. He had taken so long to sort out his feelings and now, seeing Kurt so happy made him even more excited over what was to come within their new relationship. It had taken a few nasty fights, some harsh words, jealousy, and finally a random duet to make things come to light, but Blaine was glad that he wasn't blind anymore to the wonderful person before him.

Smiling, he walked up behind Kurt and pulled the boy into a hug, molding their bodies together in the embrace. "Thank you for waiting for me."

Kurt just blushed and squeezed Blaine's hips as he kissed him softly.

It was all worth it.

A/N: CRYING ALL OVER THE PLACE! It's over, it's finally over!

I was hoping to have this all wrapped up and ready to go before the hiatus ended, but something nasty happened in my family and I had to throw this fic on the back burner until I calmed myself down a little. I'm still hurting quite a bit, but I found that finishing off this fic helped soothe me a little, so I'm glad I got it done.

First of all, I'd like to thank all of you faithful readers who stuck with this fic until the very end. Thanks for being patient with me. Thanks to all of you who read this and left me lovely reviews and constructive criticisms. I took them all to heart and I really appreciate your words. It's because of people like you that we authors continue to write fan fiction and we do appreciate what you say and the fact that you took the time out to give us feedback on our fics. I, myself, really appreciate the reviews and I always get super excited when I see mail in my inbox from saying I have a review alert. It's exciting!

Secondly, I hope you all enjoyed this fic. I know it was jumpy at some points and maybe someday, I'll go back and fix certain parts of it. I'm already thinking about doing that with SYNMTC, but I may not do that until the end of GMS. I also have a really angst-y Klaine fic imagining itself in my head that I feel needs to come out, but I don't know when that will happen. So, be on the lookout for that.

Anyway, that's the end folks! I'd really appreciate if you left me a final review with your thoughts on the fic or at least about this final chapter. I hope to hear from you all soon and maybe read some of your fics as well! :] Love you all!