Hello everyone! I welcome you back to the world of 'Klaine's Fairy Tales' with its sequel 'And someone lived happily ever after'. Plenty of fun and surprises planned for this, not sure how long it's going to end up, but it's going to be good.

The next chapter for 'Don't know where, don't know when', if you've read it at all and have been wondering where the hell the next chapter has been, is just about finished. I'll let you all know what's been going on with that monstrosity of a fic. when I finally upload the chapter.

The first three chapters of this sequel are short so I managed to write them all out in one day, which is why you're getting them all now! Yay!

I hope you find this just as enjoyable as the first part was!

Thank you all for your continuing support, encouragement, and understanding that real life tends to get in my way a lot. I will be starting school next month again so life is just about to get even more hectic than before! Eep!

Much love,

Rem.

It had been two weeks since Kurt Hummel had found himself awakening in the brightly lit hospital room. Recovering well had been easy enough and he had finally managed to convince his father he was capable of attending school again. He had been anxious to return and see all of his friends again, especially the ones from Glee club.

After all, he felt like he had not seen any of them in several years.

Despite his rapid physical recovery, his mental one had been a little slow. Confusion still reigned heavily in Kurt's mind; confusion over what had occurred during his supposed coma after the library accident. Kurt's father, and his friend, Blaine, had told him what had happened. While helping out in the attic at the old library, a brick from the roof fell and hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious.

Kurt remembered things differently, however.

The last thing he remembered from the attic was finding the old box, which contained a small silver key and an old book. The book had only had a picture of two old men on thrones, surrounded by fairy tale creatures, like fairies. Once he had picked up both objects the room had started to get very hot and he had felt an unexplainable breeze hit the back of his head. Turning around he had caught his very sight of the Witch who would then hunt him down for the next several years. She had advanced upon him, touching his forehead; that was when he had felt something hit his head and had passed out.

When he had finally wakened he had found his self in a box-like structure, very peculiar and eerily silent. Leaving it through its only door, he had come face to face with the two very old brothers, Wilhem and Jakob, who had explained to him that he was no longer in his own world and that the only way he could return was by traveling through tons of other worlds in the Tor – the box-like structure – until he finally landed in his own world again. Kurt had not had time to ask anything more because the Witch had showed up in search of the small silver key he possessed.

Leaving in the Tor, Kurt had started his journey, traveling through different worlds, helping certain people before he could leave again. Oddly enough, most of the world's had held twins of people he knew from his own world, and almost every single world he had visited had held a twin of Blaine, who he would then run into. That was, of course, until the one world where he had met the older Blaine who had followed him back into the Tor. After that he no longer met anymore Blaines, and that was when he started to wonder if there could be no more than one of the same person in a single world. Spending so much time with that one Blaine, however, had led Kurt to developing some rather strong feelings.

And unfortunately, despite his best efforts, the Witch had managed to steal the key from him. That was when Kurt and the older Blaine found themselves in the room Kurt had started his journey. Of the two old brothers, Jakob was missing and Wilhem was the only one left to protect the room from the Witch's grasp. Since she had the key though she would be able to overtake him and claim control over the globe that allowed one to access every single world in the brothers' created universe. Kurt had learned that he would not be able to return home via the Tor, because Earth lay outside their universe and the Tor's reach, but that there was still a way to do so if only he could figure out how himself.

It had been frustrating to Kurt, but clearly somehow he must have figured it out. How else could he have finally returned home? The Witch had appeared in the room, attacking the three of them. Wilhem had died and Blaine had been banished from the room. The last thing Kurt remembered from there was the Witch yelling before cursing him. When he woke up again he was in the hospital, his father – his actual father, not a twin from a different world – was gazing down at him.

Hearing that he had only been in the hospital for about a week had been confusing to Kurt, because hadn't he just spent years and years in a completely different universe? It had all felt so real and his heart still ached over the loss of the older Blaine. How could he have imagined all of that?

Blaine, the Blaine that was from his world, had visited him constantly during recovery. It had been he who had found Kurt lying knocked out at the library. Before the library accident, and the adventure Kurt had experienced, he had known he had a crush on the other boy. Now, still missing the older Blaine, Kurt was struggling. He could not continue letting himself mourn over the loss of someone who did not exist, right? He had to move on, convince himself that no matter how real everything had felt none of it had actually occurred. It was all in his head.

Some part of him continued to cling to those memories though. He still found himself wondering if those worlds were now suffering at the hands of the Witch, if Jakob was still alive, and if that other Blaine was still out there somewhere looking for him.