Hello!

For those who don't know me, I normally write Heya stories, but I decided to do something for everyone and something that wont get taken down like my last fic. I'm one of those weird fans that ship all three couples and were insanely dissapointed with season 4, so this is my spin on how season 5 should be. So just New York and our three favorite couples. I will post one chapter weekly and if you're lucky, maybe 2. There will be around 12 chapters so, by the end of August this will be done more or less. I can assure you from the start that there will be NO breakups (we are all tired of RIB's shit, I know) so just friendships and finding romance again between the couples. Thank you for those interested enough to read this and especially to those who leave a kind word or a suggestion. They are always appreciated. So, have fun and recommend it if you like it, I'll try to voice all your opinions so be free to leave a review or PM me.

One more thing, the breaks between the paragraphs are to divide scenes, but when they are singing, it's the same scene just different places. Think about it like it were a musical number on Glee, they can be on different places singing but its the same scene. When there's a change to New York, then it changes scene. Hope it's not too confusing.

Thanks again, see you next week!

[After All]

Chapter 1

In the noisy streets below, a couple of cars honked their horns and the morning sounds were heard faintly through the closed windows of the apartment. It was just past seven, but in New York, nothing ever stayed quiet. Despite the yelling of a man a couple of blocks away and a truck's noise when it went in reverse, the apartment was quiet as the last days of summer granted a couple more hours of sleep. It was a Sunday in the midst of August and although they would have to do things later, right now their dreams were more important. Rachel, Kurt and Santana remained fast asleep, at least for one more hour until the inevitable getting up had to be done.

Blaine was closing up his last suitcase as he gazed at his now somewhat empty room. He was going to miss it, Lima, his parents and just feeling like a boy. But it was time to become a man and follow his dreams. It was time to go after Kurt and make sure that he didn't ruin it this time. A strange kind of melancholy filled his body, and as he looked at the walls that once had had posters on them, he knew he didn't belong here anymore. He had said the same thing to Kurt a year before, and now it was time for him to do it too.

"If you were here beside me,

Instead of in New York.

If the curve of you is curved on me.

I'd tell you that I loved you,

Before I ever knew you

'Cause I love the simple thought of you."

Blaine grabbed his suitcase and threw his bag over his shoulder and walked out of his room, just looking back to turn the light off.

It was still early but he felt that he couldn't sleep anymore. He sat in his bed and rolled his eyes at Puck's loud snores. Finn got dressed and walked out of his dorm and into the cool early morning on campus. He started walking around with his hands in his jeans' pockets and kept his eyes ahead. He liked being in college but every day that passed he kept thinking if this was the right university for him. He'd never left home because he was too much of a home boy to do it. But after everything that passed that last year, he felt that maybe it was time to do it.

He had filed the paperwork and it was just a waiting game now. At first it was an impulse on a day where he had particularly missed her a lot. But today, he felt that he had made the right choice. Even in the serene scene that was before him and the tranquility that flowed through the Lima College gardens, he felt wide awake and oddly, out of place. He didn't know if what he had decided was one-hundred percent the option for him, but he knew that his world just didn't really work without her.

"If our hearts are never broken,

And there's no joy in the mending,

There's so much this hurt can teach us both.

There's distance and there's silence,

Your words have never left me.

They're the prayer that I say every day."

A lot had passed that last year, some ups and some downs. They had said that they wouldn't talk anymore, because it hurt too much. But every time they saw each other, that invisible tether pulled them together. They would always be in each other's life and that was why Finn knew he had to do this.

"Come on, come out, come here, come here."

"The lone neon nights and the ache of the ocean,

And the fire that was starting to spark.

I miss it all, from the love to the lightning,

And the lack of it snaps me in two."

Blaine looked outside his window in the car as his dad approached the entrance of the airport. There was no turning back now, but he had never been more ready to do anything.

She turned to her side and looked at her nightstand's photograph. She felt ache in her chest as the bright smiles in the picture made her recall the fact that she wasn't hers anymore. Brittany suddenly remembered those days two months ago when she had felt so lost. She thought that MIT was the option for her because it seemed like such a great opportunity, but as every other thing in her life, it had all been decided for her. Everything except her. Nobody had made her want to love her that much, that was all her. Nobody had made her want to leave MIT, it was all her.

It was a great opportunity and she knew that she was extremely lucky to be where she had been, and that maybe she would regret it someday. Nonetheless, Brittany was completely certain that she would have regretted more not even thinking about fighting for Santana.

"If you were here beside me,

Instead of in New York.

In the arms you said you'd never leave.

I'd tell you that it's simple,

And it was only ever thus.

There is nowhere else that I belong."

And now as she lay on her Lima bed, she felt lost again. Her parents had been really mad when she told them that she was dropping out of MIT. They asked what she was going to do then, and when she answered that she didn't know for sure, the disapproving stares appeared. Her professors at MIT had expected so much from her and had wanted answers right away. When she left McKinley she told the Glee Club that she was thankful that people finally were believing in her. But that didn't mean that they understood her. Only ever had one person understood her truly. And right now, that person was who she felt the furthest away from.

"Come on, come out, come here, come here."

Finn kept walking in the almost deserted gardens because of the time it was and saw that the Admissions and Transfers office was just opening. He quickened his pace as he kept singing.

"The lone neon nights and the ache of the ocean,

And the fire that was starting to spark."

"I miss it all from the love to the lightning,

And the lack of it snaps me in two."

Blaine kept singing with a nervous and excited look as he saw the New York skyline from the plane.

Even though Brittany, Blaine and Finn were in three different places, the longing they felt was similar. And while each were in different positions, last year had taught them that second chances were rare and if they were granted one, they needed to take it.

"Just give me a sign.

There's an end and not beginning,

To the quiet chaos driving me mad."

Brittany didn't know what she was going to do yet; she needed time to think about things, despite her mind being clear of any thoughts except Santana.

Finn looked at an envelope in his hands and as he opened it and read over what it said, a surprised look formed in his face. Lima College had been a nice place, but NYU would be his new home.

"The lone neon nights and the walls of the ocean,

And the fire that is starting to go out."

The short boy unbuckled his seatbelt and got his bag, ready to walk out into New York.

"Santana will you pass me the cereal please?" Rachel Berry asked to the Latina girl that was sitting in front of her still in pajamas.

She passed it along and said, "Kurt will you stop pacing around, you're making me nervous".

The very well groomed 19 year old stopped and turned to look at Santana, "How does it affect you?"

"Because you're exhausting to look at! It's just him, nothing bad is gonna happen!" Santana exclaimed.

"Santana-" Rachel intervened knowing it was a sore topic.

Kurt stopped and exhaled, "I know it's just him. But it's…"

"It's what, Kurt?" Santana replied. When she saw his hesitation she said, "Whatever is on your mind, you can tell us, we are here for you. I know I always come off strong, but that's just my way of caring" she turned and looked at Rachel looking for approval.

Rachel smiled at her and said, "She's right, Kurt. You can tell us".

"After I left Lima in May, we were at a different place, and at least it looked like we could be friends again. But after I left, everything just went weird, he didn't insist on me staying like before and his texts where kind of off. And when I thought that maybe he was moving on, he told me that he had gotten into NYADA and that he was moving here." Kurt explained, regaining his pacing around.

"Maybe he was just nervous at NYADA's entry process; do you remember how we were? Everybody hated us!" Rachel said.

"Yeah, you were totally annoying" Santana added.

"Yes, maybe. But when I was there I kept thinking that he wanted to do something or, ask me something. He would get all nervous and careful about what he said, and then he would say nothing. And we know that it isn't like Blaine to be like that" Kurt pointed out.

"What if he was just practicing for his audition or something? Maybe it was a Warbler form of role-play!" Santana sarcastically said.

Rachel turned to look at her and mouthed a 'what the f' while Kurt just stared at her. Santana shrugged and Rachel shook her head and continued. "Anyway, Kurt, not everyone is as well rounded as you are."

"What do you mean?" Kurt asked confused.

"You adapt well to changes and not everybody is that lucky. From what I know about Blaine, he's not that excited about change. I mean, I remember the Whitney Houston week when he was all worked up because he was going to miss you when you went to New York. And then you stayed there, but then you left and then you guys broke up. What he did aside, it hasn't been an easy year for him either."

"Kurt, have you ever considered that he may still feel guilty about what he did?" Santana asked.

"I know he does, but what am I supposed to do? He cheated on me! What kind of person cheats!" Kurt raised his voice. Rachel and Santana looked at each other uncomfortably and Kurt realized this. "You know I didn't mean it like that."

"No, you're right. Cheating is something that shouldn't even cross anyone's mind. Unfortunately sometimes it does and the sad part is that we don't own up to it before we do it to realize how much it can hurt who you love" Rachel's words were filled with guilt.

"I think that you need to find that moment in the relationship with that person, and after that you don't even think about it." Santana said quietly.

"I don't understand" Kurt said much softer.

"From my own experience, cheating was no big deal. Because I never cared about the guys I was dating or hooking up with. But despite that, I knew that I was kind of cheating on Brittany. Even though we weren't anything yet. It was my defense mechanism because I wasn't being honest about who I was. After I accepted it and Britt and I had a serious relationship, I couldn't even think about it. Nothing else mattered, because no matter how lonely I felt or how tempted I was, I knew that to me it would mean nothing. But the hurt I would have caused Brittany, would have been huge."

"So, are you saying that Blaine didn't love me enough to not know how much pain it would cause me?" Kurt said tangled.

"No, I'm saying that Blaine hadn't been to that stage yet. I cheated on more times I could count, but it was that moment of feeling completely alone and betrayed because Brittany had chosen someone else over me; that made me realize that if I ever had the chance to be with her, I wouldn't do anything to make her feel like I did. I knew that how I felt, was probably how she felt when I refused to acknowledge that I was in love with her. And no amount of instant relief would ease my burden or erase the fact that she was the most important person in my life."

Santana said and then added, "Of course that was all before I broke up with her, and then it all went to hell". Kurt blinked at the abruptness of the comment, but it was Santana after all.

"When did that happen Santana? When did Brittany chose someone else over you, are you talking about Sam?" Rachel asked intrigued.

"That's a long story. Kurt's problem is our priority right now" Santana answered dismissively.

"What I'm saying is that Blaine, now has that moment were he realized that he will never do it again. The hurt of seeing your rejection after that, was more than enough for him to do it again. And I think that this is part of why he moved to New York, but it must not be easy for him. Especially after you had very clearly stated that you are 'just friends'." Santana continued, "Even though you totally hooked up at the wedding". Kurt's cheeks turned slightly pink after the last comment.

"I think we're getting off track here" Rachel said. "Kurt, you know that he's sorry for it and that he is trying to make amends, but have you forgiven him?" There was silence.

"I guess I… He really hurt me and up until Thanksgiving I was stubborn about the fact that I couldn't forgive him. But then I just knew that if I wanted to ever move on, I need to accept his apology at least. But we are Kurt and Blaine; it isn't that easy to just move on, you know?" Kurt said.

"Yeah we do" Rachel chuckled and looked at Santana who nodded.

"Kurt, just see where he's at right now. Nobody is saying anything about getting back together, he is just gonna crash here for a short while, I hope" Santana lifted her eyebrows in a witty way to which Rachel laughed. "Until he gets sorted out and adjusts to living in a new city. You are his friend and are there for him. Put everything that happened last year aside, and focus on at least regaining your friendship. Because like you said, what you two have is not that easy to move on from."

Kurt looked more convinced than before while he nodded. "You guys are right. I should stop worrying about every single detail and go one step at a time."

"And that step right now is to go pick him up at the airport, and you're running late" She looked at the clock. "Hurry, go get dressed!"

Kurt turned around and was already towards his room when he said, "Thank you. I really don't know what I would do without you both".

"Probably die" Santana said in a monotone voice as she looked at her cereal. Kurt shook his head and smiled and went to get dressed.

Maybe it was his nerves, but Blaine thought that people had never been this slow to pick up their bags and walk out of the airport. Pacing around impatiently he spotted his blue suitcase and rushed through people to rapidly get it. After practically running and a few judging stares from people he pushed by, he managed to make it out of baggage claim and into the meeting point. With his bag over his shoulder, his eyes focused on everything around him, trying to spot the guy who made his heart skip a beat. Desperately searching, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a very well groomed and high hair. There he was, standing with his arms crossed over his chest and one of his feet leaning on the column behind him. With sunglasses in his face, Kurt waited for Blaine and hadn't spotted him yet.

Blaine smiled brightly at him and everything around him faded, all the rush to get to him and the exhaustion of the trip, disappeared and it was only Kurt. He was finally where he was meant to be.

He walked towards Kurt after he called him out. Kurt reacted to the sound of his own name and finally saw Blaine. He took off his sunglasses and smiled warmly at the boy who despite his constant inner struggle, he still loved.

"Hi" Kurt said.

"Hey" Blaine replied and smiled. He reached over, purely by instinct and hugged him. They had hugged after the break-up and it felt short and awkward, and this time Kurt gladly squeezed back and stayed there. It felt nice and normal, as if there wasn't a wall between them anymore.

"I'm so glad you're here" Kurt said softly still in the hug.

"Me too" Blaine agreed. They separated and Kurt picked up his suitcase.

"So, let's get you home." Even though it was a simple sentence, it meant the world to Blaine, it meant that Kurt was opening him his home, and calling it theirs. Maybe it was just a figure of speech, but maybe, just maybe this could be the start of something new. Or rather, the new start of something already known and special.

"Blaine it's so nice to see you! I haven't seen you since the musical, last year!" Rachel said while she hugged him in the entrance of the apartment.

"Yeah it's been a while" Blaine greeted her.

"Santana, how are you?" Blaine left Rachel and went to Santana. "I've been fine, Blaine Warbler" she replied not even bothering to get up from the couch. So Blaine just waved while Kurt rolled his eyes at her.

"Come in!" Rachel politely said. "How was your trip?"

"It was fine. Didn't have a smelly woman next to me, like last time. So I'll call that progress" he said cheerfully. Everyone except Santana laughed at that.

"Do you want something to drink?" Kurt said from the kitchen.

"Um… yeah, water would be great" he replied. Kurt opened the refrigerator and got out a bottle of water and walked towards the living room to give it to Blaine, who had seated on the couch next to Santana. He opened it and took a sip.

"I was telling Blaine on the way here, that he needs to go see the city, get the New Yorker vibe going on!" Kurt said and sat down on the arm chair of the couch.

"New Yorker vibe?" Santana laughed. "Seriously?"

"You haven't been to the tourist places?" Rachel asked, ignoring Santana.

"I've only been here twice, once when I was little with my family but it was a long time ago and I don't even remember half the things I saw. And last year when I came to visit Kurt, but we all know how that ended up, so…" He awkwardly finished.

Santana gladly stepped in to ease the tension, "Where haven't you been yet?"

"I didn't get to go to Ground Zero or to see the Brooklyn Bridge. Oh, and I'd love to go see a Broadway show!" He said excitedly.

"Oh, you are going to have to wait for that one, we've got it covered" Kurt said with a smile. "You are going to see no other else than Ms. Rachel Berry's debut on Broadway!" Kurt applauded excitedly.

"That's right, I heard about that! Congratulations Rachel!" Blaine leaned over and hugged her. "I always knew that being the perfect Maria in West Side Story would only be the start."

"Thank you Blaine, someday I hope to share the stage with you" Rachel smiled.

"It would be an honor. So, when is the big opening?" Blaine asked.

"Next Friday" she replied.

"It's getting close! Are you nervous?"

"I think that's the understatement of the century" Rachel laughed. "I'm so nervous I can't see straight".

"Rachel, relax. You are going to kill it" Santana squeezed her knee and smiled.

"With you guys here, I know I will" Rachel said and leaned her head against Santana's affectionately.

"So, Brooklyn Bridge? Let's get going!" Kurt said and everybody stood up to go.

After walking around the city for a few hours, the four friends hoped on the train back to Bushwick and since it was late and everybody except Blaine had to work tomorrow, they decided to call it a night. Santana and Rachel were already in their rooms and Blaine was going to sleep on the couch until he got his things sorted out. Right now he was at the bathroom and he noticed that he hadn't taken his toothbrush with him.

"Kurt?" he called out.

"Yeah?" Kurt answered from the living room.

"Can you pass me my toothbrush? It's in my bag."

"Yeah, give me a second" Kurt kneeled next to Blaine's suitcase on the floor and started looking for his bathroom bag. He spotted it and saw a tiny box just next to it. Curiosity got the best out of him and he opened it.

"Oh my god" he whispered and put his hand in his mouth.

"Did you find it?" Blaine called again.

Kurt remembered what was going on and put the box back and grabbed the toothbrush. With shaky hands he walked towards the bathroom and took a deep breath before he knocked on the door. Blaine opened it and took the toothbrush from him.

"Thanks" he smiled. He looked over him suspiciously and said, "Are you ok?"

Kurt cursed in his thoughts about the fact that this boy could still read him like an open book. "Yeah, I'm just tired from all the walking."

"It was fun though" Blaine nodded. "Thanks for taking me again."

"No problem" Kurt replied and after an awkward silence he thought he needed to get his thoughts clear, in his room alone. "So if you need anything you know where to find me. Help yourself to anything from the kitchen. Just don't touch Santana's cookies, she'll scratch your eyes out if you eat any."

Blaine chuckled, "Thanks, I'll be fine".

"Ok, so goodnight" Kurt said.

"Goodnight." Just as Kurt was walking away from the bathroom, he said "It was really nice seeing you again, Kurt".

He turned around, the weird feeling in his stomach returning, "Yeah, me too." And with that he went to his room.

Three hours had passed and yet he still couldn't fall asleep. He knew that he would feel miserable tomorrow and that Isabelle would probably kill him for being so unproductive, yet his mind wouldn't shut up. Kurt knew what he saw, and what he saw was an engagement ring. Why would Blaine have an engagement ring? Was it for him?

It wasn't like the Wrigley's promise ring he had given him in Senior Year. This was a legit engagement ring. Was he going to propose? Why now when they weren't anything. Kurt would be lying if he said that getting back together was not on his mind, but in his mind, they needed to start dating again. They had ended on such bad terms that getting married was something that couldn't even cross Blaine's mind. Aside from the fact that he was nine-teen and Blaine eight-teen. They couldn't get married. He had seen how Rachel and Finn's almost wedding had failed epically. They weren't mature enough to do this. Blaine had to think similar to him.

And in his inner struggle, he was surprised to realize that instead of thinking about why would Blaine want to do this, he started thinking about what it would be like if he said yes. And after that, it all went to hell.

Kurt knew that he had to talk to Blaine about this; he had to know what was on the other boy's mind. He had to talk him out of this crazy idea, and make him see that they were far away from being ok. After they broke up, they didn't even talk, or at least not about what it meant for them after.

After four in the morning he knew he wasn't going to sleep, so he gave up and decided to start his day. On his way to the bathroom he spotted Blaine already awake on his phone.

"Oh I didn't know that you were up" Kurt said as he entered the living room.

"Yeah, I had trouble sleeping" Blaine answered turning around to see him.

"Any reasons in particular?"

"No. I guess it's just the change of environment" he shrugged. "Why are you up?"

"I couldn't sleep either" Kurt replied.

"Something on your mind?"

"Yeah like a million" Kurt knew that if he was going to say anything, it had to be right now. They were alone since Santana nor Rachel were up yet and there was nothing else they could do at four-thirty in the morning.

"Anything I can do?" Blaine asked interested.

"Actually you can. Blaine, I need to talk to you."

"Oh, okay" Blaine agreed skeptically.

Kurt sat down next to him and took a deep breath. "I found the ring in your bag" he said simply.

Blaine felt something shatter in his mind as his worst fear was becoming true. How could he been so stupid to send Kurt into his bag when he had it there. What was he supposed to do now?

"It was an accident, I promise." Kurt assured him.

"Are you mad?" Blaine asked when he didn't know what else to say.

"No, why would I be? I'm just surprised and confused." He stopped, "Why do you have an engagement ring? Is it for me?"

"Of course it is, who else would it be for?" Blaine answered.

"Okay, but why do you have it? And I know it's an obvious question, but what I want to know is why were you planning on proposing?"

Blaine never thought he would have to be in this position. He had taken the ring to New York because even though he didn't propose in Lima, he didn't discard the idea that maybe one day he could. He was in such a difficult position that the only way out he saw, was to tell Kurt the truth.

"I wasn't. Well, at first I was but then I decided not to." He crossed his legs in the couch. "Kurt, I still haven't been able to forgive myself after what I did to you. And I have told you like a million times how sorry I am and how guilty I feel, and after a year of making terrible decisions, I didn't know where I stood with you."

"So you decided to propose to know?" Kurt asked confused.

"No, that was one of the terrible decisions I was referring to. I know that saying sorry doesn't take anything back. And despite how it didn't mean absolutely anything to me, I know the damage is done and that I hurt you like I once never thought I would. Time helped us, I think, to put things into perspective. At least I know it helped me. It helped me see that what's done is done, and that instead of trying to be sad my whole life, I would try to win you back."

Kurt exhaled at the last comment which made Blaine say, "I know that you've told me that we are just friends and that you don't want anything with me because you have that Adam guy".

Kurt felt guilty at that and if Blaine was being this honest, maybe he should too. "I broke up with him" Kurt interrupted. "Well I guess that we never were anything. He was just a distraction."

"Oh, you did" Blaine said surprised.

"But that doesn't change anything between us" Kurt rapidly said.

"I know. I know" Blaine agreed feeling Kurt's walls grow higher.

"I came to New York knowing that the chances of me winning you back are very few. And I have to accept that part of me applying to NYADA was just in the hope that maybe I could. After the wedding I just knew I had to have you back, and despite of how you claim that it meant nothing, and that it was only for fun. You can't deny that some small part of you wished we never fell apart."

"Blaine we fell apart because you cheated" Kurt said defensively.

"Wow, it still stings" he shook his head at Kurt's comment. "What I did was something that I never should have done, but we were going through a rough patch. Even though nothing justifies my mistake, I know that both of us could have done better to save our relationship. Or at least not let it fall that much down".

Kurt had to give him that. He knew both of them had made mistakes.

"But we can't change that. We can just move on from it. And I thought that me proposing would be moving forward" Blaine continued.

"How can we move forward if we aren't in a relationship?" Kurt asked.

"I see it now, but in my stupidity and love for you, I couldn't see it even with your constant reminding that we were just friends. Frankly I'm glad you kept reminding me of it, because it helped me see my error. I was actually going to propose to you just after Regionals, but then I backed down." Blaine said

"Why?"

"Some of it was you not wanting to be anything, some was Sam's advice. But mainly it was seeing Mr. Schue and Emma get married." Kurt looked at him puzzled.

"They are two grownups who proved that marriage wasn't something easy. And seeing them get married after all they've been through, made me think how stupid my idea was. Who was going to guarantee me that we wouldn't fall even more apart because of it? Probably you would have said no, and even if you did say yes, we would have still been two stupid kids getting married before we even are old enough to drink." Kurt laughed a little at that and it made Blaine smile.

"I just knew we couldn't do it. So I never proposed. It wasn't my plan for you to find out, but as many other things, this just isn't something I can undo" Blaine said a bit more relaxed.

Kurt knew that this was what they needed. A talk to get their feelings straightened out. They had gone a year with minimal communication and nothing could get sorted out like this. It had been rough, Kurt couldn't deny that. But now Blaine seemed to be much more mature and he had taken responsibility of his actions. Maybe there was a light at the end of the tunnel, maybe they could make it work. And if they did, Kurt knew he was going to make everything possible to fix what he had done wrong on their relationship.

"Blaine, I know I've been very resistant about it. Part of me wanted to give in to you ever since Christmas but, I forgave you a long time ago" Blaine lifted his gaze off the floor. "I never told you because I kept trying to convince myself that I shouldn't have forgiven you, but it's you, and I never stopped loving you. We both made mistakes and as you said, we can't fix that. But we can move forward. I broke up with Adam because I could never have with him what I had with you. Even with all the drama. But what is a relationship without drama? It would be like Wicked without Kristin Chenoweth" Blaine hiccuped and laughed and it made Kurt realize that he was crying.

"Although I could spare some if it" he chuckled. "Blaine..." He put his hand on his. "I love you."

"I love you too" Blaine sniffled.

"I know it won't be easy, but nothing in life is. And the truth is that I've been in New York for almost a year, and it has never felt like home, until now. You are my home and I never want to change that" Kurt said as a few tears were forming in his eyes now.

"You're mine too" Blaine wiped his own face.

"Let's just take it slow, okay? See where everything takes us" Kurt said.

Blaine couldn't believe that they had gotten here, all his hopes and dreams were coming true. So he knew he had to make it last this time.

"I'll make you a promise" Blaine said and stood up to get something out if his bag. "I won't propose to you now, but I'll promise you that I will make you trust me again. And this ring is gonna be the proof that one day we will make it. Because I know that you and I, Kurt are forever." Now Blaine wiped Kurt's tears away.

"Blaine Anderson, you have the ability to make me complete mush with what you say" Kurt chuckled.

"I consider it one of my best traits" he winked and Kurt smiled. "So we're going to be ok?"

"We are." Kurt nodded and wrapped his arms around Blaine, feeling that his entire world had meaning again.

"Morning" Rachel greeted while she cut some bananas and put them in a bowl.

"Mhm" Santana greeted back sleepily, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She went and slouched in a chair by the table.

"Do you want some?" Rachel asked pointing to some pancakes.

"Did you make them?" Santana asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Are they vegan?"

"Of course they are" Rachel said with her hand on her hip and looked back at Santana.

"Then no thanks."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "They taste exactly the same as normal pancakes."

"No they don't" Santana stubbornly said.

"You should eat things that are good for you" Rachel said for what she felt was the four hundredth time.

"Yeah, yeah. I like my parasites" Santana said also for the four hundredth time. Rachel just shook her head as any other morning.

"So where are the hardy boys?" Santana asked getting up and fetching the cereal.

Rachel just passed on a note that was lying in the table.

Went out for a walk and then work. Blaine's coming with me to Vogue.

- Kurt and Blaine

"Hmm, looks like our boy here forgave him quickly" Santana said putting the note down and getting the milk out of the refrigerator.

"He just took him to work with him, don't get ahead of yourself" Rachel said sitting down and started to eat breakfast.

"But what if they are back together, would it be so horrible?" Santana asked without lifting her eyes from her spoon.

Rachel had the feeling that she wasn't necessarily speaking about Kurt and Blaine only. "I don't know. It all depends on if they can solve their problems."

"Do you think one can fix all the problems? Up to the point that they are nonexistent?"

"No. I think problems are always going to be there, it just has to be in you to make them not be your priority, and to find a way to fix them" Rachel said and ate another sliced piece of banana. She eyed Santana curiously. "Why?"

"I don't know, I guess we are really good about saying that we're living in New York and that we need to move on from the past, but somehow the past always finds you."

Rachel now knew what this was about, and it wasn't about Kurt and Blaine. "Do you miss her?"

Santana smiled slightly because even though they had only been living together six months, Rachel could get her well. "I don't know. I guess, I've made myself used to the idea that she's not here and that I have to live with that. It's not new to me though, with me and Brittany it's always felt like we are far away."

"What you're saying now, is it about what you said yesterday?" Rachel asked the curiosity getting the best of her.

"Kind of. At first she was just my friend, and then she was my friend who I did stuff with. I mean, we were young and we didn't know what we were doing. The only thing I knew was that I had the complete trust in her to do these things with. And with her it felt right, it felt like no one was forcing me to do anything. And the first time I started to feel something, the first time I realized that she was the only one who actually looked at me with the most sincere look. The first one who actually cared about my feelings, because she felt similar, I backed away. I got dressed and walked away, I forced myself to numb my feelings to try and make them go away, because it wasn't right, because it was scary and I didn't even know who I was." Santana said remembering how she had felt four years ago. Rachel just listened patiently, knowing that she couldn't push her, because this had been the most honest and open Santana had ever been with her.

"But I couldn't run away, because I always loved her, and not having her in my life just wasn't something I understood. And as time passed by and I realized that it was ok to feel like this, I told her I loved her. And she said it back, but she left me alone, for Stubble McCripple Pants" Santana said daring to look at Rachel. She just nodded understandingly in return.

"You know how long distance relationships are, they just don't work. And I thought I was doing the right decision by breaking up with her. But when she started dating Trouty Mouth? That was such a slap in the face! Why did she have to date him of all people."

"I know how you feel, when Finn started dating Quinn again after we broke up I felt like all you ever did, and all you ever felt just went down the drain, because in your mind they chose someone worse than you" Rachel replied.

"Exactly! That's what I thought at first, and when I left Louisville and went back to Lima I thought she would just dump the fish and be with me. But she sent me off to New York instead" Santana continued.

"Do you regret moving here?" Rachel asked.

"No, I think it's one of the best decisions I have ever made. And I'll always be thankful with her for giving me the push to pack my bags and take the train. People underestimate Britt all the time, they say she's not smart enough, but she was smart enough to see that I needed to be here, even if that meant being far away from her."

"Yeah absolutely", Rachel agreed.

"The first couple of months here I kept wishing that she would graduate and come to New York and that we would get that happy ending. But then I get a call from guppy mouth telling me that he thought Brittany was in trouble. And that was the day I had my second date with Emily, and instead of trying to move on like she had told me so, and try to date this girl who was really cool, I hung up and booked a plane ticket back home."

Santana put her cereal plate aside, knowing she wasn't hungry anymore.

"MIT is really lucky to have her, you know, and I'm so happy that she finally feels like the world believes in her. I've always believed in her and that is why, I sent her off there, even when she practically begged me to make her stay."

"Wait, you send her off?" Rachel interjected.

"She was scared and she didn't know what to do, she thought she wasn't good enough to make it. But I told her that she was and that she had to go. I told her that she had sent me off to New York to find myself and that now it was time for her to do the same." Santana's voice broke at the end as her emotions were getting the best of her. Rachel moved to the chair next to her and put her arm around her.

"We cried and I hold on to her all night. She told me that she would go to make me proud and that one day we would be together, and in that moment I believed her. I really did, but as days pass, I don't think we will. But then I see Kurt and Blaine and I start to consider it again, but she's in Boston, she's not here with me, and I can't change that even though I miss her like crazy" Santana broke into sobs and Rachel hold on to her tight. She had been with her when she thought she was pregnant, and now she would do the same. Rachel started to feel misty eyed too because she understood what she was feeling. She still missed Finn...

"I can't promise that you're going to get back together with her, but never discard the idea, Santana." Rachel said after a while.

"Do you think you're going to get back together with Finn one day?" Santana asked as she lifted her face from Rachel's shoulder and wiped her tears.

"I don't know, Finn will always be in my life no matter how hard I try, and whenever I need someone, he always manages to be there. What we had was special and even when I broke up with him, I told him that it wasn't the time to be together, but I never said that one day in the future we couldn't. Finn and I are complicated, and we need to figure things out first, but regardless, he's in Lima and I'm here, and he'll never move to New York" Rachel said.

"Never say never Rach" Santana added.

"I know you think he's a horrible guy, but maybe, I don't know. I do miss him sometimes." Rachel said honestly.

"I don't think he's a horrible guy, I just think that he has an even bigger mouth than yours, and that he shouldn't spend more than a few hours out of the ocean" she said cynically.

"Stop it, don't be mean" Rachel said trying to be stern but failing. "He's not fat."

"If you compare him with whales, he isn't."

Rachel just shook her head, "I'm glad that you're back to your old self Santana".

Santana smiled and looked at her. "We will get better, you know, with or without them."

"Because we have each other" Rachel smiled.

"Everything was going perfect and you had to gay it up" Santana sighed.

"Ugh, shut up Santana" Rachel said.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" Santana laughed. "Come here" she said and hugged Rachel. "Thanks for being a good friend."

"Thank you for being so open with me, I know it was hard" Rachel squeezed back.

"With you it's not so hard" Santana smiled.

Rachel stood up to put her plates in the sink. "I gotta get going, I have to be in the city in an hour for rehearsal.

"Ok, have fun" Santana said picking up a newspaper. "Oh, wait! You're coming tonight right?" Rachel turned around, "To my first performance!" Santana said excitedly.

"Of course I will! I would never miss you singing!" Rachel said.

Santana had been working as a go-go girl and a cage dancer but after getting some perspective by taking ballet lessons, she thought she had to do something of more substance with her life. So she went on a job hunt and landed a gig as a singer two nights a week in a small bar in Manhattan.

"I'll drop off after work. You'll score us free booze right?" Rachel asked.

"Oh la la, Rachel Berry trying to get her drink on illegally!" Santana teased.

"Shut up and answer me" Rachel said.

"Yeah I will" she laughed. "As long as you don't get as needy as that time in Junior Year, and that it's not with me."

"Yeah, cause that will happen." She said sarcastically. "You probably will get drunk first and start crying" Rachel argued.

"You'll just have to see for yourself" Santana said cockily.

Rachel just laughed, got her bag and waved goodbye as she left the apartment.

Who would have thought that five years ago, signing her name next to a star in a sign-up sheet for a Glee Club, would define how her life would become. Rachel Berry never thought that she would win a national championship, become friends with cheerleaders and jocks, fall in love, get into the country's most prestigious school for dramatic arts, move to New York and finally, get casted as Fanny Brice, her dream role,and in Broadway.

She sometimes couldn't believe that people believed that much in her, especially when she doubted herself many times along the way. But now that she was standing here, before the curtain of her Broadway debut, she knew she had made it. All those competitions and challenges had helped her endure and thrive in what she did best. She was proving wrong everyone who ever told her that she wasn't good enough, to all of those who had claimed she had lost herself, that she was arrogant and selfish, too outspoken, too self-involved. It didn't matter anymore because tonight, she would shine the brightest. This would be the day that Rachel Barbra Berry became a star.

The curtain went up and Rachel spotted a full house. Breathing in one last time she looked around before the spotlight hit her and she couldn't see anything else. She saw Kurt, Santana and Blaine, her dads and even Mr. Schuester who flew from Ohio to see her. Everyone she loved was there. And just when the lights started to grow stronger and it was her cue, in the fifth row a tall guy in a black suit sat down. She could recognize those eyes anywhere, because looking directly at her, was Finn.

A/N: The song is "New York" by Snow Patrol. Hope I did justice to the Klaine scene, so Klaine shippers, be free to call me out if you didn't like it. Until next week!