Halloween had arrived. It being a weekend Kurt and Carson had made a trip to Clover to take little Devon out trick-or-treating.

Kurt was dressed in a biker outfit, and attached fake runes to his wings; this was his attempt to be a bad boy, fallen angel. Carson however was dressed to the nines, his attempt to be what he thought he would be destined to be…the editor of the New Yorker. Baby Devon was dressed as a baby bear.

"Ready to go babe?" Carson asked, picking up his brother.

"Yes," Kurt replied in his hands were a trick-or-treat bucket and a flashlight. "You look good by the way."

(Clover was a pretty small town. Carson surmised they could be done and back to Neal and April's within the hour. And they would go nowhere near his mother's house. Sheryl was a Demon Supremist and would not take kindly to her son bonding with an angel.)

Trick-or-treating was a stressful affair for both Carson and Kurt. Between the stares and hateful comments from the townspeople Carson felt ready to explode with anger and the need to protect his mate. By the time they returned to the house Kurt was shaking, Carson was seething. On their shared bed Kurt clung to him, begging him to stroke his wings and comfort him.

"Shhh, babe. It's OK," Carson soothed his frazzled mate. "No one will harm you while I'm here…shhhh. "

"That…w…was…awful," Kurt stammered. "How c…could people be so…"

"Shhhh, by the time we come back for Thanksgiving everything will have blown over you'll see." Carson cooed.

"Kiss me Carsey," Kurt pleaded. "Make me forget this. Make me only remember you and our love… please!"

"As my love wishes." Carson's lips attacked Kurt's in a fiery wave of passion. Moans got louder and louder as they kissed longer and longer. Tongues wrestled, lungs heaved, hands grasped, until Kurt was going to forget his and Carson's deal and scream "take me!"

Suddenly Katy Perry's Teenage Dream blasted from Kurt's phone. "It's Blaine, we were supposed to Skype tonight. Well, I guess I'll have to break the news sooner or later." He picked it up. The text read:

Hey Kurt,

I guess you forgot about our date huh? Text me.

Summoning all the courage he could he texted back.

Blaine,

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you this in person but I have to say it. I've fallen in love with someone else. We are bonded. I didn't mean for this to happen, but it did. Don't worry, he is a good man and will take good care of me. I will always care for you.

Kckckckckckckc

Christmas break arrived faster than anyone ever expected. Fresh snow covered the campus and it was time for Kurt's end semester recital. He strutted onto the stage and did his best Gaga pose before singing:

I'm gonna marry the night
I won't give up on my life
I'm a warrior queen
Live passionately tonight

I'm gonna marry the dark
Gonna make love to this dark
I'm a soldier to my own emptiness
I'm a winner

I'm gonna marry the night
Gonna marry the night
Gonna marry the night

I'm gonna marry the night
I'm not gonna cry anymore
I'm gonna marry the night
Leave nothing on these street to explore

M-m-m-marry, m-m-m-marry
M-m-m-marry the night
Oh, m-m-marry, m-m-m-marry
M-m-m-marry the night

I'm gonna lace up my boots
Throw on some leather and cruise
Down the street that I love
In my fishnet gloves, I'm a sinner

Then I'll go down to the bar
But I won't cry anymore
I'll hold my whiskey up high
Kiss the bartender twice, I'm a loser

I'm gonna marry the night
I'm gonna marry the night

I'm gonna marry the night
I'm not gonna cry anymore
I'm gonna marry the night
Leave nothing on this street to explore

M-m-m-marry, m-m-m-marry
M-m-m-marry the night
Oh, m-m-marry, m-m-m-marry
M-m-m-marry the night

Nothing's too cool to take me from you
New York is not just a town that you never knew
Love is the new denim or black
Skeleton guns are wedding bells in the attic

Get ginger ready, climb in Camino front
Won't poke holes in the seats with my heels
'Cause that's where we make love

Come on and run
Turn the car on and run

I'm gonna marry the night
I'm gonna burn a hole in the road
I'm gonna marry the night
Leave nothing on these streets to explore

M-m-m-marry, m-m-m-marry
M-m-m-marry the night
Oh, m-m-marry, m-m-m-marry
M-m-m-marry the night

Oh, m-m-marry, m-m-m-marry
M-m-m-marry the night

I'm gonna marry, marry
I'm gonna marry, marry
Come on, come on

The night, the night, the night, the night
The night, the night, the night, the night
The night, the night, the night, the night
The night, the night, the night, the night, the night

Bythe end of the song the crowd was screaming. Kurt was standing in an even more sexy pose than before, making Carson want to drag him to their room and claim him that very second . But considering the end of their celibate period was up in a week was worth the wait, as long as he sang it again as a private performance.

It was all planned. He would meet Kurt's family then he would surprise his mate by taking him to the most exuberant hotel in New York, propose to him, and they would make love all night long. That is if Braxton didn't try anything. Of, course Benxi and Kurt hadn't spoken since Halloween so he doubted that'd be an issue.

Now all he needed was the ring.