Hello All, I am so terribly sorry this update is so late. My 21st birthday was on the 3rd of February so as a gift my mom and a few of her friends planned a trip to Reno. It was fun but with me being the shut-in I am being around that many people of course got me sick. So I'd finally gotten to the point where I can sit up and not hack my lungs out when that pesky thing called a "Real Life" reared its ugly head. Anyways yeah update should not take this long again (Unless I get writers block which is you know...very likely lol)

Okay I'll shut up now.

Chapter Two

Kurt Hummel could honestly say he had never been this happy in his life. Each morning he'd wake up with a happy smile, and each night he'd cuddle closer to the warm body in his bed and fall asleep with a content sigh. Bad days really weren't that bad, and he even kinda understood those cheesy love songs now. All because of a stupid little stone. Kurt still laughed softly to himself at the thought that one little stone brought him all that he had. The small but cozy apartment in New York, where everyone was more accepting and knew nothing about the rumors of his family, the small clothing line that he worked for, and the most amazing boyfriend ever. If Kurt could write a thank you note to a rock, he would.

His boyfriend was everything he could ask for, but to say he was what he pictured would be a bit of a stretch. He was tall and blonde, where as Kurt always kinda liked boys that were a tad bit shorter then him and dark hair always caught his eyes first. Although Kurt never thought about that kind of stuff anymore, he just thought of Tyler's smile, and laugh and the way his blue eyes caught the light. It wasn't just Tyler's smile that made Kurt adore him, it was also the fact that when he told Tyler about his family's uniqueness he just laughed, kissed him and said,"Babe, so long as you're not calling forth demons to eat my soul I'm fine! Although, if you did call forth some demons I watch enough Supernatural to know that all I need is some salt and iron." and that was it. Tyler always knew how to make Kurt laugh and put him at ease. Sometimes Kurt would find himself looking at the calendar trying to convince himself that it really had been five years, and yes; he really was happy and in love. Everything was perfect, but unfortunately sometimes when everything is perfect it can come crashing down, sometimes fate can be kind, but other times it can be the curliest creature on earth...

The morning that changed Kurt's life started out like normal, he had just woken up glaring at the coffee pot a bit as it brewed a bit faster then it normally did, and Tyler was fussing with his tie.

"How many times do you put a tie on?" Kurt asked as he watched with a small amused grin, momentary forgetting about his coffee.

"Everyday, and I still cant tie the damn things right. It would be a lot easier if someone would let me get a cheater tie."

"Never. How do you think it would look when I finally get a big label to carry my clothes and they find out my boyfriend has a cheater tie." Kurt said beckoning Tyler to come over to him.

"Well now, we cant have that can we? I guess I can just deal with you fixing my ties every morning." Tyler mused lifting his chin up so Kurt's nimble fingers could fix his poorly attempted knot.

"No we wouldn't." Kurt said with a smile and kissed Tyler's Adam's apple before turning back to his coffee. Tyler laughed and wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind and put his head on his shoulder.

"So, are we doing lunch today?" He asked and Kurt nodded. "Yes, and I promise I wont have locked myself in my office this time."

"Good." Tyler said with a laugh then kissed Kurt for a minute before he pulled away. "I'll see you at twelve then. Love you!" He said as he headed to the front door.

"Love you too. Don't be late or I'll eat your food!" Kurt called after him. Taylor laughed as he closed the door, and his laugh covered up a quiet chirp.

Later Kurt sat in the small guest room which had been turned into his office, surrounded by fabric swatches and sketches, his head down concentrating hard on the right way to get this damn neck line to lay. He sighed frustrated and leaned back in his chair looking up at the ceiling as if the neckline would fix itself if he didn't look at it.

Chirp.

Kurt threw himself forward so his feet fell back onto the ground, he blinked and looked toward the door of his office for a moment before he shook his head, and convinced himself that the sound was just a car alarm being activated. He turned back to the stubborn neckline glaring at it before he heard it again.

Chirp.

Kurt spun around in the chair, he knew he heard it that time and it wasn't a car alarm. He stood up and walked into the living room, maybe he was just hearing things, he had been working pretty hard for a while. He glanced up at the clock and saw that it was almost 11:30 which meant Tyler would be back for lunch soon. He headed to the kitchen and pulled out the things for his favorite salad and the left over pasta from last night.

Chirp-Chrip.

Kurt stopped dead his eyes going wide, he wasn't hearing things and instantly his Aunt's voice rang in his head.

"She heard the death watch beetle, and she knew what she had to do to save him...". Kurt dropped the bowl of spinach and sprinted for the phone, dialing Tyler's number with shaky hands. With each ring Kurt felt the panic grow more and more in his chest.

"Hey you've reached Tyler's phone! Leave a message! Or really call Kurt 'cause I'm most likely with him"

"Tyler! Oh my God Tyler, please if you get this just stay where you are, don't go anywhere, don't touch anything, don't piss anyone off! Just stop what you are doing and call me! Please!"

Chirp-Chrip.

Kurt threw down the phone and ran into the living room and looked frantically around the room.

"Where are you, you horrid thing." He muttered waiting for the beetle to announce its self again.

Chirp

Kurt practically flung himself at the couch where the sound was coming from, prying his hands between the couch and the wall and shoving it to the side looking at the ground hoping it was behind the couch.

Chirp-Chirp-Chirp.

He tossed himself on the ground looking under the hastily shoved aside couch. The only thing under it was a lone dust bunny and a pen, no beetle. Kurt let out a cry of frustration as he pushed himself up on his knees.

Chirp

Kurt whipped his head to the side looking at the wall for a brief second before pressing his ear against the wall smacking his hand on it a few times.

"Come on you damn thing, show yourself."

Chirp-Chirp

"Got you!". Kurt quickly jumped to his feet and ran to the hall closet throwing the door open, tossing things out into the hall as he searched for Tyler's tool box. He ran back to the couch dropping the tool box down flipping it open and grabbing a hammer.

Chirp-Chirp-Chirp-Chirp

Kurt swung and sunk the back of the hammer into the dry wall and prying the wall apart, in a desperate act to find stop the quickening chirping. With each cursed chirp Kurt tore at the wall, flinging bits of drywall behind him, his heart hammering in his chest. If he could just find that damn beetle and stop its chirping Tyler would be okay, Tyler had to be okay.

"No! No, no, no, no, no!" Kurt practically screamed as he pulled out insulation and drywall for who knew how long, it could have been five minutes, it could have been an hour, but each second was coated with fear and panic. Kurt let out a tangled cry of desperation and fear as the chirping sped up even more and kept going.

Chirp-Chirp-Chirp-Chirp-Chrip-Chrip-Ch-

...Then it stopped...and Kurt stopped...and so did his heart.

"Tyler..." He whispered softly into the quiet and suddenly the shrill scream of the telephone broke the terrifying silence. Kurt shot up running to the phone slipping on the tattered remains of his living room wall.

"Tyler?"

"K-Kurt? Its Liliana"

"Liliana..." Liliana was the secretary at Tyler's office if she was calling...

"Something terrible has happened."

The next few hours were a blur but one thing was clear: Tyler was gone. He had been hit by a taxi or a car or something...things just weren't staying in his mind. They told him to go home, they could do no more, get some rest. So Kurt got in his car and drove, he drove past his apartment, out of new york he drove until it was dark, he drove until he pulled into the drive way of his Aunt's home. Suddenly he wasn't numb anymore, suddenly he was back to where he was when he was taring apart his and Tyler's wonderful home. He was out of the car and spiriting into the house.

"It isn't fair!" he screamed, not caring if his Aunt was sleep, or even if she wasn't home. "It isn't fair! The curse said women! The curse said the women of our family!"

"My poor child..." Came his Aunt's soft voice from behind him. "You...knew that you were different...you were the first male born into our family...and yet you were given powers, like your mother, like our mother and her mother."

"NO!" Kurt screamed taking a steep toward her "NO! It doesn't matter! I shouldn't have lost him! I love him so much, its not fair!"

"I am so, so sorry Kurt..."

"Bring him back" Kurt said quickly pushing past her and into the den where the large leather bond book sat.

"Honey...you know I cant."

"Yes you can! Bring him back!" Kurt said his voice shaking and for the first time since the first heard the beetle tears rolled down Kurt's cheeks. "J-just bring him back." The strength in his voice was gone, so was the strength in his legs as he sank down to his knees. He felt Ann's hand on his shoulder as she kissed the top of his head softly.

"I know its not fair Kurt, and I am so sorry this happened to you... I wish it hadn't. I wanted you to have all the happiness in the world...I'll go call your father..."

Kurt had gone from being so happy he couldn't stop smiling, to so painful and lonely so quickly he never would have imagined it. The pain in his chest, the thought that he would never see Tyler smile, hear him laugh, feel his arms around him, was worse then the pain that drove him to wish he would never fall in love. And now on his knees in his Aunts den at quite literally the rock bottom of his life he understood exactly why he had been afraid to fall in love: It hurt way to damn much... Kurt would never let himself feel this pain again...he would love no one, no matter what.

But Fate wasn't about to let Kurt Hummel off that easily. There were many things in store for Kurt, and another, who might just be the key to breaking the curse.