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Chapter 1 - Morning After.

Kurt and Sam's morning was thrown off completely from what they were used to.

Kurt woke up with his alarm ringing loudly, usually he would turn over and drown out the sound with his pillow over his head while Sam clicked it off and cuddled with him, but this morning his side of the bed was cold and un-slept in. Kurt slammed down the alarm clock and gently wiped the area where Sam should have been. He didn't get much sleep, he was too much thinking about Sam and when exactly everything went wrong between them. Was it before or after Landon was born? They had used Kurt's cousin as the mother, who was more than happy to help them. She was around forty, never married and never had children. She wanted to feel child birth, go through it, and see the joys and its downfall. She had invited them into the room when Landon was born; he was beautiful with blonde hair right out of the womb. They used Sam's sperm, seeing that the mother was Kurt's cousin; part of Kurt would somehow be nestled into Landon. Kurt never saw it that way, but he didn't care. He had a son.

Or maybe everything changed when they hired that male nanny? Kurt never did like the way he cleaned the gutters.

It could have been when Kurt decided to take over McKinley High School's Glee Club after Kurt's favorite teacher Will Schuester died in a horrible motorcycle accident. Everything seemed to shift once Kurt found himself a job, Sam wanted Kurt to stay home with Landon while he went to work. He was a carpenter. But Sam had to understand that Kurt hated being home, he felt so housewife-ish and that wasn't him. That wasn't who Kurt Hummel was, Sam knew that. Sam should have known that.

Kurt leaned his head against the headboard and thought more. Maybe it was when he was diagnosed with Cancer. Nothing seemed right after that, but Kurt was sick and hurt and needed to heal. Sam understood that. Sam had to understand that.

Kurt heard the faint footsteps of Landon making his way towards the bathroom. He turned his head and eyed the clock, it was ten after nine. He swung the covers off of him and decided to make up the bed and get breakfast ready for him and Landon. As he lifted the sheets up on the bed he heard Landon run into the room and jump on the bed under the sheets.

Kurt smiled.

"Hmm...I don't remember my bed being this lumpy..." Kurt poked Landon on his sides as Landon giggled. "And I don't remember my bed giggling." Kurt jumped onto Landon and he giggled harder. Kurt swung the sheets off of him. "Well looky here." Kurt began to tickle Landon as he giggled even harder.

"I give! I give!" He yelled with joy.

Kurt released Landon as he hopped off the bed and eyed his father from across the bed.

"If you're going to just stand there you might as well help me make up this bed."

"Aye eye captain."

Landon and Kurt made up the bed together, though it took longer than usual as Landon kept jumping on the bed from time to time and Kurt kept tickling him. After they made up the bed they put on their clothes and went downstairs to fix breakfast. Landon cracked the eggs while Kurt flipped the pancakes; it was like a cute fairytale.

"Where's Daddy S? It's morning." Landon said, making Kurt flip the pancake too hard and hitting it on the ceiling.

"Uh, he's coming...He's coming. Just crack another egg, Landon."

Kurt got a chair and spatula and scrapped the pancake off of the ceiling. It landed in the trashcan. "He's coming..." Kurt said again more to himself than to Landon.

Sam's morning didn't start off as usual, he was so accustomed to Kurt being on his left side, his body warm underneath his own that when he rolled over and nothing was there he found himself sighing to himself. He realized this was his entire fault. He made this mess because he found his best friend, Finn Hudson attractive. What was so wrong in that? Finn Hudson was a beautiful man, who cared if Finn was straight? Though Sam felt he wasn't. He knew he loved Finn but he also knew he loved Kurt. He found his world spinning around him.

He sighed and laid on his back and eyed the cracks in the ceiling, he began to count them. One for each year he was with Kurt and one for each time he found himself looking at another man. It was weird that they were so close together. Maybe Sam never truly loved Kurt; maybe what he thought was love was lust. He closed his eyes and thought about Kurt, but found himself drifting to think of Finn. Whether Kurt was right or not he wanted to find out on his own. Finn was an amazing friend to Sam when he needed someone because Kurt was so busy with his Cancer treatments or even Landon. It felt great to have Finn hold him the way he did. He wanted all the hurt to go away. And when it went away it was because of Finn.

Sam hopped out of bed and showered, he put his clothes on and packed up to go home. He had to tell Kurt, he had to tell Landon, that daddy was leaving them.

Landon chopped down on his pancakes; little pieces of pancake batter went flying out of his mouth as he told Kurt all about his new girlfriend of the week. Kurt couldn't help but giggle at his son; it seemed that he always had a new girlfriend. Though they weren't really girlfriends, just girls to call his own for the time being. He talked of a girl named Susan, she was around his age and skinny with blonde pigtails...That lasted all of but two days. He talked about a girl named Sasha; she was beautifully tanned and seemed to really like Landon...They lasted barely 24 hours. Now Landon talked of Gracie who he manages to push playfully everyday after lunch just so she knows he likes her.

"Does she push you back?" Kurt asked.

"Nope. I told her not to touch my Marc Jacobs."
"That's my boy."

Sam stumbled into the kitchen, his bags falling at his feet.

"Daddy S!" Landon came running towards him. Sam smiled and hugged his son then eyed Kurt who was wiping his hands with a towel.

"Landon go in your room for a minute, I need to speak with Daddy K."

"Okay."

Landon skipped happily to his room. Kurt eyed Sam, but didn't say much of anything to him. He spun his body around to the kitchen sink and began to clear off the counter to wash the dishes.

"Sleep well?" Kurt asked him, turning on the water to the sink.

"Sort of, you?"

Kurt looked at him for a second, "Sort of." He returned back to the sink.

Sam bit his lip as he moved closer towards Kurt.

"I see you made pancakes."

"Landon's favorite." He said without looking at Sam, "Thought it'd help ease the pain."

"Kurt, I did a lot of thinking and..."

"Unless the next words are 'And I realized I need this family' I don't want to hear it." He turned off the water and threw the towel on the counter, "Imagine how Landon will feel."

"Landon will be okay, it isn't him that's going to be upset about this." Kurt folded his arms across his chest as he leaned against the counter, "I've told you before I'm sorry, but I love Finn."

"You don't love Finn, Sam. You are lusting after him, you don't love him. You love us. You love me."

"Why is it so hard for you to think for just a spilt second I could love someone outside of this house, huh?"

"Finn. Is. Straight!"

"Believe what you want. All I know is that I came here to get some more of my clothes, I'm going to stay with a friend for a while."

"What about Landon?" Kurt asked him, "Or did you forget you had a son?"

"You forgot about me?" They both turned to the hallway to see Landon looking at them with sad eyes. Kurt sighed and turned his back on them as Sam made his way towards the little boy and picked him up.

"No, of course not. How could I forget about you?" Landon shook his head, "Listen, Landon, Daddy S is going to go away for a while."

"When will you be back?" Sam turned to Kurt for guidance but his back was still turned.

"Um, I don't know just yet. I haven't worked all of that out, but we will still play catch on the weekends and we will still go to the park. Okay?"

"Okay."

Landon hugged his father as Sam looked at Kurt's beautifully shaped head once more before putting his son down, going into the room in which him and Kurt once shared, grabbed his things, and left.

"Is Daddy S ever coming back?" Landon asked Kurt.

Kurt looked at his son and smiled, "Don't worry. They always come back, Landon, remember that okay?" Kurt turned around to the window and looked as Sam got into the cab, "They always come back."