The day of the funeral was a lot like the day of Burt's death. The temperature was the same and a cool breeze was in the air. The only difference was that the sun was completely covered by the mountains of clouds in the sky. Although...that seemed fitting in Katie's eyes. If her grandfather wasn't there, she didn't think the sun should be either.

Katie had tried to be strong. She had never seen her Daddy cry that hard before...and there was nothing she could do to help him. Her Dad had tried to comfort him, but her Daddy merely pushed him away. They had been fighting lately. And, even though they tried to hide it from her and Bella, Katie knew. She knew something wasn't right between her fathers...she just didn't know what.

"It was a wonderful service." Carole said, as they stood in the cemetery by Burt's grave. "He would've like it."

"Do you think Grandpa is okay?" Bella asked softly.

"Sure, he is honey." Carole replied as she reached down and picked up the little girl. "I just hope, he finds his way alright. You know your grandpa, he never was very good with directions."

"Finds his way to where Grandma?" Katie asked, nestling herself to her grandmother's side.

"Oh, to Heaven sweetheart." Carole replied a smile on her face. "You're Uncle Finn and Grandma Elizabeth are probably waiting for him, so if he gets lost, they'll be able to bring him home."

"Okay, that's enough of that." Kurt said cutting in, as he took Bella from Carole's arms. "Katie, I want you to take your sister to the car." he added as he handed the little girl to her older sister. Katie nodded and led her sister away from her fathers and grandmother. "I wish you wouldn't fill their heads with that nonsense." Kurt snapped at Carole.

"It's not nonsense…" Carole said in defense.

"You don't know...you can't prove anything." Kurt replied. "And I won't have them putting this false hope into something that doesn't exist."

"Kurt, calm down." Blaine interrupted. "We know what you believe, but that doesn't mean the girls have to have the same ideas. If they want to believe in Heaven, they should be allowed to."

"But it's ridiculous Blaine!" Kurt said exasperated.

"Just because some bad stuff has happened like your dad dying and the-" Blaine began, but Kurt gave him a glare that quickly silenced him.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence…" Kurt said, tears in his eyes. "I'm taking the kids home. You can ride with Carole." he added before stomping off towards the car. Katie and Bella were waiting when he got there. "Get in the car." he ordered.

"Aren't we waiting for Dad?" Katie asked as she opened the back door.

"No," Kurt told her. "He's coming home later."

"I want to stay with Dad and Grandma." Katie argued.

"Katie, no." Kurt repeated sternly. "Just get in the car." Katie pouted and reluctantly got into the car and put her seatbelt on. Sometimes her Daddy made her so mad. He never listened to a thing she said. Katie didn't even understand why he was so mad. What was so bad about believing in Heaven? The way that her grandma talked about it made Katie get butterflies in her stomach. Heaven sounded like a wonderful place. There were angels and you got to see all of your family. Why wouldn't you want to believe in a place like that?

Katie could picture her grandpa doing all of his favorite things like watching sports- did angels have sport teams? She figured they probably did. The angels who had been athletes had to do something in their spare time. And, he was probably fixing cars. Her grandfather had been the best mechanic she knew. He had even shown her a few things. He used to tell her that she wasn't going to be one of those girls who just got stranded when their car broke down and had to wait for a man to come and save her.

"But Grandpa, I can't even drive!" Katie had told him.

"But one day you'll be able to and when your tire pops, you'll know how to fix it all by yourself." Burt countered. He had spent the rest of the day showing her how to change a tire and they both got black grease all over their hands and clothing. That had really made her Daddy mad, but he got over it when he saw how proud Katie was of herself. Her grandpa was probably putting all of the other mechanics up in Heaven to shame. Angels had to have cars, right? Their wings probably got tired at some point.

After about ten minutes of driving, Kurt pulled into the driveway of Burt and Carole's house in Lima. Katie loved it here. It was way better than their flat in New York City. There was room to run and play here, unlike New York. If she wanted to practice soccer in New York, Katie had to beg her fathers to take her to the soccer fields or Central Park, which they rarely agreed to. In Lima, there were grassy landscapes all around to run on and huge trees for her to climb. Tree climbing was a personal hobby that always proved to give her fathers' a heart attack. But, Katie loved it. Just getting to see the view from the top was worth all the bumps, bruises, and cuts she got on the way up and down.

All three of them got out of the car and headed inside. Bella immediately sat down on the living room floor to play with her dolls and Kurt went to the kitchen to check the messages on his phone. Katie on the other hand didn't know what to do… The house felt so empty without her grandfather's boisterous laughter echoing through the house. She sighed and made her way down the hallway to his old office and slowly opened the door. It had been untouched since he died, even the dirty glass and plate he had the day before sat on his desk. Katie walked inside and sat down in the huge leather chair. She leaned her head back and inhaled the comforting scent of her grandfather and let out a few tears. She missed him so much. While sitting there, she heard the front door slam shut and figured it must be her Dad and grandmother.

"Kurt?" Blaine called after hanging his black peacoat on the coatrack by the door.

"I'm in the kitchen." Kurt called. Blaine smiled at Bella and gave her a kiss on the head before going into the kitchen. "Where's Carole?" Kurt asked immediately, when he saw his husband.

"She saw Mr. Shue, Mrs Shue, and Daniel." Blaine said. "She wanted to stay and talk. They said that they would give her a ride home." Kurt rolled his eyes.

"I told you to do that…" He spat back.

"I wanted to talk to you...what was I supposed to do? Drag her away." Blaine argued.

"Stay with her." Kurt retorted. "Think about someone other than yourself for a change."

"That is not fair, Kurt." Blaine said. "Just stop. I don't want to fight in front of Bella and Katie."

"Well, I don't know how much more of this I can take, Blaine?" Kurt replied angrily as he walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway, Blaine following behind him. When they were both in the guest room, Blaine shut the door behind them.

"Look, I know that you're angry and grieving your dad, but that doesn't give you a right to be so mean to me." Blaine told Kurt.

"I wouldn't have to be so mean if you just did the little things I asked you to do!" Kurt retorted.

"I have been! I've done everything you have asked me to!" Blaine defended. "I tried to be your rock when your dad first died. I loved him too and I didn't even get a chance to grieve myself."

"Oh poor you…" Kurt snapped coldly. "You don't know what I've felt like for the past few weeks. Like parts of me...died with them. With my dad, with-" Kurt broke off.

"I don't know what you've been feeling?" Blaine asked. "She was my baby too, Kurt. You may have had the biological connection to her, but she was my baby too."

"I told you that I didn't want to go through that process again. I knew it was too risky." Kurt argued, tears in his eyes. "But you just kept pushing me."

"You eventually told me you did want a baby!" Blaine said. "You even acted like you were excited. What was I supposed to think?" he argued. " You know, It wasn't anyones fault that she died. The doctor said sometimes miscarriages just happen and they don't know why. All I know is there had to be a reason." Kurt scoffed.

"Don't start with that God crap." Kurt spat. "I don't want to hear that there's always a reason for this. Well tell me, why did my dad die? Why did God take him away from Carole and from us and our girls. Why did God kill our baby?"

"I don't know…" Blaine mumbled. It was then that Katie made her way out of Burt's office. She crept into the hallway and put her ear up to the door and listened as her dads' fought.

"You know what I don't know?" Kurt asked. "Why we're even together anymore. All we do is fight. How can you be happy?"

"I'm not…" Blaine said. "But, this is just a bad patch. I still love you."

"I-I can't do it anymore." Kurt said. "I can't keep feeling this miserable anymore."

"So, what are you saying?" Blaine asked, tears running down his face.

"I want a divorce." Kurt told him.

"Kurt, no...We can go to counseling. I-I don't want to get divorced." Blaine cried.

"Well, I do." Kurt cried back. "And...I think you should go…back to New York. I'm going to stay here with the girls. Carole shouldn't be alone."

"You can't just take them away from me. I'm their father too." Blaine said angrily, while tears still rolled down his cheeks. "And what about school? Are you just going to take Katie away from all of her friends?"

"It'll be better for her in the end." Kurt replied, completely straight faced. "They both like it here anyway. And, I'm sure Isabelle will let me work from home on the magazine and online. I want you out of here by tonight. You can say goodbye to the girls then." Kurt said before storming out of the bedroom. Katie had long since removed herself from the floor by the door and went into the room she was sharing with Bella. She threw herself down on the bed and just sobbed. She didn't want to move. Even though she loved Lima, she grew up in New York. That was where all of her friends were. That was her home. And, she really didn't want to be without her Dad. Katie stayed in the room for the rest of the day and didn't talk to anyone.

Around seven, Katie heard a knock at the door. Then, her dad poked his head in the door. "Can you come to the living room pumpkin?" he asked. Katie nodded, her eyes already filling with tears. She knew what was going to happen. When she got to the living room, both of her fathers were there with Bella. Her Dad's bags were sitting by the front door and he was kneeling down by her younger sister."

"Now, I want you to give me a huge Bella hug." Blaine said to his daughter. Bella nodded and hugged her dad tightly. "I love you so much." he added kissing her head. "Be good for Daddy okay?" Bella nodded, not really understanding what was going. Then Blaine turned to Katie and a dam broke.

"Dad, please don't leave." Katie cried. Blaine enveloped his little girl in a tight hug.

"I have to honey." Blaine said, getting a little choked up. "It'll only be for a little while."

"I want to go with you. I want to go home." Katie cried.

"No, you have to stay with Daddy." Blaine told her. "Take care of Bella. Can you do that for me?" Katie nodded and then buried herself in her father's shoulder and let the tears flow. Eventually Blaine pulled away. He knew that if he didn't go soon, he would miss his flight. "I love you both." he said to Bella and Katie as he picked up his bags and then left.

Katie felt a feeling of anger well up in her chest. "This is all your fault!" She screamed at Kurt before running off to her bedroom and collapsing in a fit of tears. She wished her grandfather was here. He always knew how to make her feel better, even when her world was crumbling around her.

Saying this right not, please do not stop reading! I am the biggest klainer out there. Things will get better :)