A/N: This first part is kind of the prologue, it's short and set in the future. Next chapter I'll be going back and picking up after The Locker Room. Thanks for reading!

I'm thinking about turning this into an M-Preg, but I'm still not sure. If I do, I may continue it in two separate stories and/or parts. I'd do that just because I know that some people are weird about that subject. I haven't decided anything, so please don't jump ship yet. I like opinions on the subject, but I want to remind readers that it is my story, I'm the one writing it. I've gotten shit before on this subject. Please don't tell me how to write, because I'm not out there picking apart your stories. Constructive Criticism is fine, Flames aren't! Thank you.

Warnings: For everybody else, SLASH, AU, OOC. And there is Possible Future M-Preg. Haven't decided yet! These are the warnings, if you didn't take the time to read them, that's your problem, not mine.

EDIT June 15, 2011: I'm turning this into an M-Preg! It's not the main part the story, but it will be in there. And NO, it's not the reason Burt was acting that way! There is a different reason for that!

Aetheriata: Thank you! I'm glad you like it.

cornflakesareglutenfree: Totally agree about the Flamers (triple heehee). I've had it happen to me before, and it makes me wonder why they clearly read things that are marked as Slash (or anything else that they don't like). I find them kind of stupid. They don't seem to realize that they're wasting their own time, not mine. I've also been in a fandom where a person wrote a story, put it under the characters names, and when we readers clicked on it we got hit with propaganda about homosexuality being bad and against God. I clicked on their profile and they had done it throughout the entire fandom. Their reasoning being that they were against it, and didn't like reading it. Nobody understood why this person read those stories, especially when Slash and other such warnings are clearly defined in the summary or beginning of the story. Just thinking about it still pisses me off. Okay, now to get off the soapbox myself…

I'm so happy you love the beginning! I went through and left Kurt in italics, and changed Dave to bold italics. I also left a note to explain it.

Carolina: (It won't let me spell your name out, so I just went with Carolina.) I went back and made it easier to read. Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like it. Hope you like this part too.

jekyllhj7: Fixed the POV's. So happy you loved this! Thank you for reviewing.

nicolethecrazyone: Thank you! It was supposed to be a PWP, but a plot just inserted itself. Glad you love it!

Enjoy all! Don't own. All mistakes are mine.


"You lied to me."

"I can explain."

"Explain what? That you lied!"

"Dad please!"

"You lied to me Kurt! That's not okay! And you've BEEN LYING!" I watched him rub his hands over his face and sigh. "Explain it to me. Tell me why you lied."

I wish he'd keep yelling. The anger is easier to take than the disappointment.

"Come on Kurt. Tell me."

What am I supposed to say? Tell the truth? 'Well Dad, it all started in the locker room. I decided I'd had enough and went to confront him. Then David kissed me. Then he kissed me again, only this time I participated. Then we ended up rutting together like a couple of horny animals. Which, I'll admit, was quite fun. Oh! And after involves avoidance, a little denial, anger, yelling, tears, misunderstandings, straightening out said misunderstandings, lust, love, and guys. For both of us! There's more, those are just the easy ones. So you tell me DAD!'

"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY? You tell ME!"

"This isn't like you!"

"How do you know? It's been forever since there was a more than a quick Hello and Goodbye said between us! You don't know me anymore Dad."

"You know what? You're right. Because the last time I talked to you Kurt, you had a brain!"

"Okay." I shook my coat out and put it back on. I didn't even make it to my room to hang it up. It probably had wrinkles. "I'm going now." It took me two tries to get the door open.

"Kurt."

"No." Leaning my head against the door, I sigh. "There isn't anything left to say now."

"Kurt, if you walk out that door…"

I spun at those words. "What? If I go WHAT!"

"I'm not picking up the pieces. If you walk out that door, don't come back."

"Fine. I won't." I stepped outside and closed the door.


A/N: This kind of shocked me, I didn't think that much angst would come out. Hope everybody enjoyed the beginning. Reviews are love, ConCrit is welcomed, and any and all Flames will be used to build a bonfire to tell this story by.