Ok, first fan fic ever so please be nice. I am fragile, not really but any who….
GLEENESS! Definite Klaine, Finchel, blah blah blah, random new character from the depths of my imagination, and mostly everything else stays the same, (possible OOCness, like I said, I'm new at this) and MAGIC! Just because I'm awesome like that. It takes place after "A Very Glee Christmas." Ok, I'll shut up now and let you get to the story have fun and review
(11 years ago, NY City)
A little girl is sitting on the edge of a fountain inside a large store crying when a boy and his parents walk by. The boy runs over, being no older than 5 and sits next to the girl and says with the sweet innocence of youth,
"My name is Kurt, what's yours?" the little girl sniffles and says with a strong Irish accent,
"My name is Sorcha. Have you seen my Mam? I can't find her anywhere." Kurt's parent's having been listening to the conversation immediately moved closer to the children and knelt down before the distraught girl and his father says,
"Hi sweety, my name is Burt and this is my wife Kate. We are gonna help you find your mom, ok?" Sorcha nods and wipes her eyes. "My big name is Sorcha Eireen Laoidheach, and my Mam's is Liadán Laoidheach; will that help you find her?" Burt smiled and nodded, leading her over to the manager of the store and repeating the name to him. Several hours and loudspeaker announcements later, Liadán was nowhere to be found. The police were contacted and Sorcha was sent to stay with the Hummels. In the two months of searching that followed, Kurt and Sorcha became close friends; close enough that even when she went home to a little costal village near the Irish Sea they still stayed in contact.