Hello!

This is the last chapter of Damage Control, it is just a short conclusion. I hope you have enjoyed this little story and let us all hope that the Christmas episode will satisfy all of our hearts that beat only for Klaine! Thank you!

Burt paid for his coffee and took a careful sip before stepping out into the cold weather again. He could feel the warm liquid as it made it's way down his throat. He started walking back to the ice-rink where he had left his son a good twenty minutes ago.

Burt had managed to convince Kurt to go for an evening walk and while Kurt was busy getting dressed for the occasion Burt had, very sneakily, sent a text alerting a certain someone of their plans. That must have been the one time Burt Hummel actually appreciated his son's obsession with wearing the right clothes. He was no 007, so he took all the distraction that Kurt offered as a blessing.

They had arrived at Bryant Park, Kurt had been slightly confused to why had Burt insisted going there of all places to go in New York but had decided to not question it too much. Burt was ashamed to admit that he had played the 'heart-card', something he rarely liked to do, but when he did he was sure to get what he wanted.

They had walked around for a bit, commenting on all the people and the area before they stopped close to the ice-rink. Burt had subtly scanned the skaters, at least he thought he had been subtly. Kurt had caught on and tried to see what his father was looking for. Kurt had actually spotted him first. The grip he had around Burt's arm had tightened and his eyes had gone round as saucers, not quite believing his eyes.

Blaine had caught sight of them as well and skated up to where they stood next to the rink. Burt had quickly excused himself to get some coffee. Kurt had given him an incredulous look, too surprised to actually say or do anything. Burt was sure that he would get an earful from him when they got home, not even depending on how the evening played out. Kurt did not like to be kept in the dark or be outsmarted.

Burt leaned on the fence and tried to spot his boys. He suppressed a laugh when he did see them. Blaine had convinced Kurt to put on a pair of skates, which was a feat in itself. That, if anything, showed Burt that Kurt still had a soft spot for Blaine. Kurt had, contrary to popular belief, never liked skating much. Burt had brought Kurt to a local ice-skating rink back home when he was younger in hopes of turning him into a hockey player but it had had the opposite effect.

Kurt who had never skated before was naturally not very well-balanced or steady which gave the other boys that were there the chance to trip him every opportunity they got when Burt wasn't looking. Needless to say, Kurt had never skated since. But now Blaine had given him a reason to try again.

Burt watched the boys and did a double take. It appeared as if they were singing to each other. He shouldn't be surprised really. They were Kurt and Blaine, singing was second nature to them. Burt was only glad that they were in New York where no one even batted an eye lash when two gay men burst out in song. In fact, most of the other skaters seemed to dance along to their private performance.

Burt was actually impressed with Kurt's skating. Sure, he didn't look as comfortable as Blaine, who honestly seemed to have been born with skates on his feet, but he was far better than Burt had expected him to be. It shouldn't really surprise Burt anymore, what Kurt could do. Over and over again his son had exceeded his expectations and achieved things he would never think a son of his capable of. He could never begin to express how proud he was to have a son like Kurt. It wasn't always easy, but he would never trade him for anything.

"You look happy," Burt observed as Kurt approached him some time later. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes looked more alive than they had done when he first arrived at his son's doorstep.

"We've come to an understanding," Kurt revealed. By the faint smile on his face, Burt guessed that it had gone well.

"And?" Burt prompted.

"We've decided to stay friends," Burt's heart actually dropped a little at that. He realized that he was way too invested in his boys' relationship.

"At least until Blaine graduates," Kurt added.

"And you're both okay with that?" Burt asked.

Kurt smiled warmly. "More than okay, actually. He's my best friend, so I am glad that he will be in my life to some capacity. But we don't have to feel obligated to each other. We can live our lives and see where it leads us," Kurt glanced behind Burt towards the rink's lockers where Blaine had stayed back to collect some of his stuff.

"If it's meant to be, it's meant to be," Kurt finished.

Burt took Kurt's statement for what it was. It was hopeful but also slightly hesitant. It was a very mature decision for the two boys to make. There was no doubt that they both loved each other, but maybe this was for the better. At least for the time being. As far as Burt knew they were each others first boyfriends, it would be good for them to see what other guys had to offer as well. But by the smile on Kurt's face when he saw Blaine approaching them, he knew that any new relationship he entered would be nothing more than an experiment on his son's part.

Burt slung his arm across his son's shoulders and squeezed affectionately. He was glad that he had gone to Blaine that day and gotten a confession out of him. He was glad that he had meddled. As soon as Blaine graduated they would be back together and that their relationship would be even stronger than before, because no matter the heartache it is good to see what you are missing. You never know how good it is until you no longer have it, right?

Kurt and Blaine might not realize it yet, but Burt was absolutely positive that Klaine was endgame.