It was two days after they decided to get married that they told Burt, who chastised them both for jumping into marriage in what he considered to be too early, even if he did say they looked good on one another and he understood Kurt's arguments about the economic benefits.

It was two weeks after that when Burt decided to propose to Carole, because, as he noted, "Life's too short to wait for the good things. At least we all can agree on that."

It was two months after that when Burt and Carole got married. Kurt organized the whole wedding and was happy to use his fashion design skills on Carole's wedding dress and all the tuxes and suits worn.

Two weeks later was his own wedding - much smaller and done in front of a judge instead of a priest, but with everyone else of importance to him there. Cooper even showed up after numerous calls made by Kurt to him trying to instill in him how much it would mean to Blaine to have him there.

He had never seen Blaine so happy.

Two years, less two months, Kurt was graduating from his program, trying to sort through various job offers from different design houses and retailers and trying to decide what to do.

"I can transfer to another university or college Kurt…" Blaine assured him, trying to massage the kinks out of his stressed out back. "... I'm happy to follow you."

Kurt sighed and leaned back in his seat and further into Blaine's magical fingers, "I don't want you to have to follow me… and I don't want to be away from my dad anymore than I already seem to be all the time…"

"He's in Congress now fighting for kids like us Kurt… he's busy, and you're busy with school… and you know we'll work to see him as often as you like, but even he's not in Ohio that much since he won the election last year, and when he is he's dealing with political business."

"I know… I just miss him is all… I am proud of him though."

Kurt was gifted with a kiss to the top of his forehead as Blaine leaned over him. "You should be. He's so close to getting congress on his side when it comes to child indenturement. By this time next year it could even be outlawed completely."

Kurt smiled softly, eyes shutting as he let the kiss flow from his skin and sink into his bones. His dad was doing remarkable things. Maybe it was time for him to do the same.

"I have been leaning towards one design house…"

"Oh?" Blaine slipped into the chair aside him at the small table of their small married couple residence dorm.

"New York though."

Blaine let out a low whistle. "That's quite the trek."

Kurt nodded, "But it's new and fresh, and is all about pushing the limits. It's exactly the kind of thing I like… plus the interviewer was the only one that wasn't a complete uppity bitch."

Blaine laughed and nodded, "Fine. I'll look into teacher programs there."

"Really?" Kurt perked up. "You don't mind?"

Blaine shook his head. "Why would I? My home is with you."

Two months later and Kurt was redoing their wardrobe. New York required them to be more involved in the latest trends and styles; so much more than Ohio ever would.

Two years later and Blaine was graduating himself, applying to all the local schools and music programs while Kurt focused on balancing home and work life.

"I got offered a job today…"

Kurt perked up, lifting his head up from where he had been working on a sketch. "Yeah?"

"High school music teacher. Full time…. possibility for tenure after a year. I'll have to take care of some of the extracurricular programs - specifically band and choir, which would take up some nights and weekends… but…"

Kurt could see it in his face. "You want to do it."

"Yeah."

More twos.

Two years later it was buying a home together.

Two months after that, the dog that Blaine had been talking about since they were kids.

Two weeks after that it was celebrating Cooper's TV show that had been picked up.

Two years after that, it was the call from the adoption agency saying they had been selected by a birth mother.

Two months after that, it was taking their daughter home.

Two, two, two.

"You ever think about your parents?" Kurt asked quietly, one night when their two year old was finally asleep and he and Blaine were laying back on their bed exhausted.

"All the time…"

"Sorry… I didn't mean to bring it up…"

"No…." Blaine turned on his side to look towards Kurt, a move he mirrored so he could look right back at his husband. "... I think about how wrong they were. I can't imagine ever doing to our girl what they did to me… I can't imagine ever cutting her loose. I'd do anything to be a part of her lives… They're the ones missing out. Not me."

Kurt smiled gently, taking Blaine's hand and squeezing it gently. "I'm glad you feel that way."

"Besides… Cooper occasionally will drop some tidbits of information that satiate my curiosity about them."

"Oh?"

Blaine chuckled at Kurt's clear curiosity and arched eyebrows - ever so eager for gossip. "Yeah. They split up… they've both remarried and both divorced again… The Smythe's dropped them from the company as managers not long after I was freed and they're both working crappy dead-end jobs…." He sighed. "... I wish I could say it serves them right… or something equally as spiteful… but I just feel bad for them."

"Like you said… they're the ones who lost out."

Blaine nodded, and curled himself up against Kurt who wrapped his arms around him.

Two more years after that and Burt had finally gotten his way. It didn't happen as soon as everyone had hoped, but it had happened. Kids were no longer to serve under what had been come to be known as "Burt's Bill". The celebrations across the country for people who had served as children were legendary.

Though in the Hummel household, Blaine and Kurt Hummel just enjoyed a quiet night of snuggling and watching the celebrations on the news.

"Think we would have met if you hadn't served?" Blaine asked, already slurring words as the wine he was sipping went straight to his head.

"We seemed to have kept running into one another… I'd like to think so." Kurt murmured back, eyes just as glossy.

"I'd serve a lifetime for a minute with you y'know." Blaine mumbled, a hiccup following.

It made Kurt giggle, thankful their daughter was at Uncle Cooper's house for a sleepover - though he knew he'd regret it tomorrow when she returned all sugared up and quoting things her uncle said that was completely inappropriate for four year olds to know.

"Hopefully it takes more than a minute with me."

Blaine's eyebrows waggled. "Oh you know it does."

That was Kurt's life now, and he loved it. Most days he didn't even remember the fact that he had been an indentured servant for eight years. He was too busy, still too in love, and too occupied with his present and future.