Prologue

There seemed to be a certain routine to his life. Kurt Hummel stood in front of his mirror fixing a tie, getting ready to walk with his father and step mother, into a hearing, or a speech, or a fundraiser. He honestly didn't really know anymore. After 5 years of this, all the events blended in together. He was honestly happy, that for one, it wasn't election year, and two, that he was finally going away to college. His father, Burt Hummel, had been elected as President in an unprecedented election run. For one, his opponents attacked a very public, very controversial "issue" he was addressing. Burt's campaign was very focused on three things, in sourced economy, education, rights equality based on race and sexuality. Burt Hummel had received many critics on that third stance, but he had a personal reason to be firm about it: his son, Kurt Hummel was gay, and therefore, as a resident of the state of Ohio, unable to receive the same rights as a straight man, regarding different laws.

Kurt finished getting dressed and looked over his hair in the mirror. Perfectly coiffed. He took one look to the packet that had arrived in the mail about a week ago from Yale University. It was his information and admissions packet. Kurt was really excited to go away to college. Don't get him wrong, he loved the White House, he loved his high school friends, but he was really for a new environment. He had managed to talk to his assigned roommate Sam Evans a few days ago. It was obviously an awkward conversation, but Sam had been nice about it, and just talked about the room, and the things they would be bringing.

Kurt left his room, and walked the maze that was the hallways of the White House, and headed towards where his parents would be waiting. He passed both Noah and Mike, his two bodyguards, who then proceeded to follow him. He would have pointed out that the likelihood of being attacked while still inside the White House was pretty much inexistent but they would have followed him anyhow. As he was nearing the foyer, his father's assistant, Mrs. Fabray appeared in his route.

"Kurt, honey, your dad will like to see you in the Oval Office" she said with a smile. "Carole is already there."

"Sure, thanks Marie… hey, has Quinn left for Boston yet?" he said, remembering her daughter was on the Harvard path as opposed to Yale.

"Yes, she left last night" Marie answered with a sad smile.

He nodded, and gave Marie a small hug, before getting on his way to his father's current office. The moment he walked in, he knew he wasn't going to like the conversation. For one, there was a floor plan that resembled his dorm building on the desk, with red dots placed very strategically around.

"Dad, what is that?" Kurt asked pointing at the table.

"Your security detail" Burt answered.

"I have Noah and Mike. I don't need anyone else" Kurt said.

"Yes you do. At Yale you will be completely exposed and I will not be taking any chances with this." Burt said

"Kurt sweetie, we just want you to be safe"

"And I want to be able to enjoy college." Kurt said a little snappy, but this was something that he wouldn't back off on. "I can't do that with what seems to be half the Secret Service detail following me around."

"Kurt, this really isn't up for discussion" Burt said looking back down to the floor plan, and rolling them up. "You will have a full security detail, and if you keep complaining you might have to enroll online and stay here"

"Dad, you are being unreasonable!" Kurt said, rather loudly. "Finn has been at OSU for the past semester and he has one secret service agent, and the agent doesn't live in the door of his room!"

"It's a different situation" Burt said, while Carole moved back a little towards the couch. This was a conversation for the Hummels. "Finn, even when he is a part of this family, is first my stepson, and two a very straight, red blooded, jock, guy next door. You're gay, Kurt. You're not like Rock Hudson gay. You're really gay. You sing like Diana Ross and you dress like you own a Magic Chocolate Factory. And on top of that, you are my son, and it just puts you in a situation that's not normal."

"That's not fair. After all the crap I dealt with in high school, I'm pretty sure I deserve a normal college experience!" Kurt yelled at this point. "I just spent a summer off itinerary's and travelling, and ass kissing, and hand shaking, and I am tired dad! I am so tired that I can't go out or basically have friends, or meet new people, or even leave my own house to do stuff."

"Kurt…"

"Burt, honey, what about assigning Mike and Noah to the dorm, and no one else." Carole tried appealing on Kurt's behalf; she understood how lonely he could get. "If they live in the dorm as well, they could be close enough for Kurt, and ask them to blend into the college setting would be even better, since they could keep a better eye on Kurt."

"Yes dad! Please listen to Carole!" Kurt said, smiling at his stepmom. "I like her idea"

"I feel that Mike and Noah isn't enough. Like they can't handle this on their own"

"Dad, yes they can. And we are talking about college, they also have their own security, and I'll be careful. This isn't a girl's gone wild video"

"Kurt, stop with the jokes, I'm being serious" Burt said, sitting at his desk. "Ok, what if, I have Mike and Noah with you at all times, as you and Carole want, but I get to have two more agents blending in. Two agents that you don't know, and can't see. They won't interact with you, they'll keep their distance, but they will be watching from afar, as an extra set of eyes."

"One more agent then. Mike, Noah, and mystery guy" Kurt said, hoping his sad eyes could make his dad change his mind.

"Fine, one agent." Burt said, and grinned when Kurt yelped and launched into his father's arms.

They didn't talk more about it, and Kurt and Carole went to the main foyer while Burt talked to Marie about some stuff.

"Alright Marie I think we are set. I just need Mike and Noah to be ready to go with Kurt, and agent Coulson will be the eyes from the sky. But I do want to see the files of all our under 25 agents. I'm adding a fourth." Burt said, while grabbing his coat.

"Kurt won't like that, nor will Carole for that matter" Marie said, writing down something on her iPad.

"What they don't know won't hurt them" he said as they walked out.

Hours later, when the event was over and Kurt was back at his room in the White House, he decided it was time to start looking around his room to see what he was taking to the dorms with him. It wasn't until very late that night, after he had sorted through his clothes that he relaxed enough to feel exhausted. He wondered about Yale, about the people he would meet. About friends, and classes, and teachers, and going on dates. He wondered if he would get to experience it all.