Life continued to be good to Kurt. He and Puck had gone to Breadstix (with Kassie) and had a blast. Slowly, Kurt formed more friendships with the other kids in Glee. Rachel came over to his house quite a bit and really loved little Kassie. Rachel also introduced Kurt and Kassie to her two gay dads and he was able to talk with them about raising a child while being gay. It was helpful and the two Berry men were very, very nice.

About two months before Regional's, Brad got very sick. Kurt played the piano at a couple rehearsals, as did Rachel and Quinn. A few people came in to substitute, and finally, after two weeks Mr. Schuester came in smiling. "Hey guys! I've finally found us a permanent piano player to replace Brad. He's an old friend of mine. Everybody welcome Ryan Jameson!"

Kurt's heart stopped at those words. His breathing sped up and he couldn't catch his breath. Puck was sitting next to Kurt and noticed the change in the other boy. "Kurt?"

Kurt shook his head and jumped up, running out of the room. "Kurt?" Mr. Schuester called, but Kurt was already gone. "What happened?"

Nobody knew, but Puck grabbed his cell phone and texted Kurt. "Whr r u?"

"Girl's bathroom." Came the reply.

"Mr. Schuester, I'm going to go find him." said Puck and he nodded at him, absently. Puck headed to the girl's bathroom closest to the choir room. When he pushed on the door, he found it locked. He knocked on the door. "Kurt? It's Puck."

The lock clicked immediately and Kurt opened the door. "I want to go home." he said, tears streaming down his face.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I…I can't talk about it. Please, will you take me home?" Kurt begged. It was fourth period, but Puck didn't care. He nodded and left Kurt for a minute to go back and get his backpack.

"Mr. Schue, Kurt is really sick. I'm going to take him home." Puck said, grabbing both of their bags.

"Sure. I'll excuse you both for the rest of the day. Tell Kurt we hope he feels better." Mr. Schuester said. Puck nodded and headed back to the bathroom. He tried to put his arm around Kurt's shoulder, but Kurt couldn't handle it and pulled away. Puck took Kurt's keys and the two headed to his car. Puck drove them to Kurt's house, watching the boy falling apart in the seat next to him.

The sound of a key in the door made Burt startle. Kassie was taking a nap and it was the middle of the day. "Kurt?" he asked, as the two boys walked through the door. "Kurt, what happened?" Burt sounded panicked.

Once they were in the door, Kurt ran to his father and threw himself into his arms. Burt rubbed his back gently, hugging him tightly. "Dad!" Kurt sobbed.

"What happened?" Burt asked again.

"I'm going to go. Kurt, call me later?" he asked and Kurt nodded. Puck realized that he didn't want to talk about whatever was going on with him there. Once Puck was gone, Burt led Kurt over to the couch and sat them both down.

"Okay, kid, spill." Burt said, still holding on to his son.

"T-there's a new p-p-piano player at Glee Club. Dad, it's Mr. Jameson." Kurt's voice trembled.

Burt's arms tightened around Kurt protectively. "It'll be okay, Kurt. We're going to get this taken care of."

"I can't go back to school, not while he's there. What if he comes after me again?" Then Kurt let out a horrified gasp. "What if he comes after Kassie?"

"Kurt, you need to relax and calm down. He's not going to come after you or Kassie. We won't let him. I'm going to call your principal and we're going to get him out of there." Burt told him.

"I didn't even know he was out of jail, did you?" Kurt asked. The silence told him everything he needed to know. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I didn't want to scare you. I should have told you, Kurt, I'm sorry." Kurt nodded.

"I'm going to go see Kassie. I just…I just need to see her." Kurt said, standing up. Burt nodded in understanding. Burt called the school and set up a meeting with Principal Figgins for later that day. Burt left Kurt to his own devices for about twenty minutes, before succumbing to the same fate as his son. He needed to see his child and headed downstairs. Kurt was sitting in his bed, back against the headboard and knees drawn up. Laying against his chest, her head on his shoulder, was Kassie. She was still asleep and Kurt held her tightly, rocking gently.

"Kurt?" Burt whispered, making him look up. "I have an appointment set up to meet with your principal after school. Do you want to come?"

"No, Dad, I can't go there. Not with…not with him there." Kurt's voice was panicked.

"Okay, relax. I don't really want you here by yourself either." Burt said. "Could you call Puck?" he asked.

"That means I'll have to tell him. I don't know if I can…" Kurt looked up at Burt.

"You should tell him, you have nothing to be embarrassed about, Kurt. And someone should know, especially if things with that moronic principal of your don't go well." Kurt's eyes widened.

"Dad…" Kurt started, but Burt just placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"We'll cross that bridge if we reach it." Burt wrapped his arms around Kurt and held him, while Kurt held Kassie, and they sat like that until Kassie started to stir. She blinked and then looked up.

"Daddy!" she was pleased, Kurt was almost never home during the day. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

"I love you so much, do you know that?" he asked her. She nodded her head.

"Love you more." she said, and his eyes filled with tears again. Kurt texted Puck and asked if he would come over. Kurt meant after school, so he was startled when fifteen minutes later his doorbell rang. Burt answered the door, because Kurt was so terrified that Mr. Jameson was going to come after him.

"Puck?" Burt asked.

"Kurt texted me. He asked me to come over." Puck told him. Kurt peaked out from the basement door and realizing it was only Puck, emerged the rest of the way. He was still holding onto Kassie.

"I meant after school." Kurt said, smiling at him. "I…need to talk to you." Kurt looked at Burt. "Dad, can you take Kassie…I don't really want her hearing this."

"Sure." Burt took the baby and Kurt gestured to the basement. Once they were downstairs, Puck really looked at Kurt. He looked like hell.

"Is this about why you ran out of Glee?" he asked.

"Yes." Kurt said, taking a deep breath to steel himself. "Do you remember when I told all of you that I was raped?" He asked. Puck nodded, eyes widening. "Mr. Jameson was my piano teacher. He took advantage of me, molested, and finally raped me. The end result, of course, is sitting upstairs with my father."

"The new piano teacher is Kassie's other father?" Puck sounded aghast. "But…how?"

"He was in jail. I don't really know much else, other than the fact that a child molester now has a job in a school. He's in a school, Puck, MY school, around kids. What if it happens to someone else? What if he came after me again?" By now, Kurt was in tears and Puck couldn't help moving forward and pulling the smaller boy into a hug. "My dad…he's going to meet with Principal Figgins, but I just can't go back there if he's there."

"It'll be okay." Puck felt sick, how could an adult take advantage of a child. Then he thought about all their friends in Glee and understood exactly why Kurt was so panicked. "Your dad will sort it out. And if not, we can talk to Mr. Schuester and explain what's-"

"Puck, he's out of jail!" Kurt interrupted. "What if he comes after my daughter?"

"We won't let him! One of Rachel's dad's is a lawyer…I'm sure he can help us." Puck insisted. Finally, Kurt couldn't do anything other than sob. Puck held on to Kurt and let him cry, rubbing his back, and murmuring nonsense at him. Eventually, he cried himself to sleep. An hour later, Burt appeared at the top of the stairs.

"I need to head to the school. Would you mind staying with them?" Burt asked.

"No, that's fine." Puck agreed. He moved over to the stairs, met Burt halfway, and took Kassie. "He's…asleep." he said.

Burt just pressed his lips together and nodded. "I'll be back when I'm done. I don't know how long this is going to take."

Puck smiled at him and Burt left. Puck moved Kassie over to the DVD collection and let her pick out a movie. He really didn't know what else to do with her. Then he turned on the TV and started the movie. She kept trying to wiggle out of his arms and go see Kurt. Finally, after being thwarted several times, she went into a huge temper tantrum. She was screaming, crying, and kicking and Puck was at a loss. Thankfully, the yelling woke Kurt.

"What?" Kurt asked, sitting up and yawning. "Kassie!" He chastised, as he saw his daughter kick Puck.

"Sorry, I was trying to keep her from waking you up. Guess I didn't do such a hot job." Puck said.

"Daddy!" Kassie cried, running to him now that Puck had let her loose.

"Kassandra Elizabeth Hummel." He said, in a stern voice that made her stop in her tracks. "You do NOT kick. You know better than that." Kurt looked to Puck. "Did you tell her to stop more than once?" he asked. Puck nodded, feeling bad for ratting out the child. "Time out. Please go sit on the naughty stool for two minutes." He directed her.

She pouted and glared, but a glare back from Kurt made her turn and walk to the stool. Once she was seated, Kurt started an egg timer that sat by the bed. Then he turned to Puck. "I'm really sorry for everything. She's not usually like that."

"It's okay." Puck shrugged.

"When her two minutes are up, I'll have you go get her from the time out. Tell her to apologize, then give her a hug once she does." Kurt instructed.

"Where did you learn all this?" Puck asked amazed. Kurt blushed.

"Supernanny." He shrugged. They sat in silence until the timer rang and Kurt nodded at Kassie. Puck moved over to her, crouched in front of her, and did what Kurt said, asking for an apology.

"Sowwie, Uck." She said, tearfully.

"It's okay. Can I have a hug?" he asked, unprepared for the little dynamo to launch herself into his arms. Kurt came over then, leaning down, and holding his arms out.

"How about Daddy?" he asked. She jumped into his arms next. Kurt, of course, was prepared for this and caught her easily, standing up with her in his arms.

"Park?" she asked, and Kurt felt his breath catch. He didn't feel safe outside, especially not with Kassie. Jameson had never met Kassie and he planned on keeping it that way.

"How about the backyard?" Kurt offered. Their backyard was fairly secluded and it was fenced off. She nodded and Kurt changed her diaper, put her in play clothes, and the three of them headed outside. About an hour later, Burt came home. The look on his face was grim.

"Kurt? Puck? We need to talk." he said. The two boys exchanged a look and Kurt picked up Kassie out of the swing.

"Papa!" she called, running to him once she was on the ground. He picked her up and gave her a big kiss.

"Were you a good girl today?" He asked and she nodded.

"We had one little incident, but other than that, she's been fine." Kurt told him. Burt nodded, putting Kassie back down. "Hey kiddo, why don't you go back to your movie? Daddy will be down soon to watch with you, okay?"

Kassie nodded and headed downstairs, while Kurt, Burt, and Puck took seats at the kitchen table. "It's bad, isn't it Dad?"

"It's not terrible, but it's not good either." Burt wouldn't lie to him, it was one of the many things he loved about his father. "That…moronic principal of yours says that he has to launch a formal investigation. He says he can't fire someone just based on word alone."

"But he was in JAIL!" Kurt wailed.

"I know, but apparently his record was expunged and it only shows that he served some time and then got out for good behavior. The reasons why are not listed on his record." Burt explained.

"That's not fair. He's a child molester, working in a public school!" Kurt protested yet again.

"I know." Burt said again, patiently. "He says he's looking into it, but…" Burt trailed off.

"What?" Kurt asked, feeling the panic rise again.

"He says he can't suspend him during the investigation. He's going to continue to work at the school while it goes on." Burt felt sick having to tell Kurt this, especially when Kurt's face crumbled and tears fell from his eyes.

"Dad, I can't go back to school." Kurt pleaded.

"Wait a minute." Puck said. "This is ridiculous! I think we need to get the Glee Club together and we can figure something out. Rachel's dad…er…one of them is a lawyer! This isn't fair!" Puck protested. Burt suppressed a smile at Puck's reaction. God strike him down if he was wrong, but Burt knew in that instant that the boys would end up married.

"Kurt?" Burt asked his son. Kurt looked up wearily.

"I'll just stay home until this all passes over." Kurt said, sounding defeated.

"Like hell you will!" Puck yelled, then blushed. "Um, sorry sir." Burt shrugged. "No way should you have to miss school because of this. I'm calling the rest of the Glee club." And before Kurt could say another word, Puck had texted the entire Glee Club, telling them to meet at Kurt's house as soon as possible.

"Let me go change Kassie." Kurt said, fighting back a smile. He would have never believed that someone would fight so hard for him. He put Kassie in a cute outfit and made sure her diaper was changed. Puck headed downstairs to wait with Kurt. He sat bouncing her on his knee, while they waited for the others to show up. Kassie had picked up on his nervousness and was gently patting Kurt's face.

Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang and Burt went to answer it. He was greeted by ten teenagers standing on his doorstep. "You must be the Glee Club. I'm Mr. Hummel, come on in. Kurt and Puck are in the basement. Head through the kitchen, first door on your right." The teens trouped through the house and into the kitchen, heading downstairs.

"What's going on guys?" Mercedes asked.

"We got a 911 Emergency text from Puck…" Santana sounded disbelieving.

Rachel had, predictably moved over to Kassie. "Hi baby!"

"Shell!" Kassie yelled, holding her arms out for Rachel to take her.

"Um, I…" Kurt blushed, and looked to Puck for help.

"We'll tell you in a minute. Kurt, do you want your dad to take Kassie?" Rachel pouted, but Kurt nodded. "Here, I can take her upstairs." Puck disappeared for a minute and then returned.

"Kurt?" Quinn finally asked, after a moment of awkward silence. The cheerleader was not his favorite person, but she had her moments. "Is this about why you left Glee in such a hurry today?"

"Yeah." Kurt finally said. "The new piano player…he was my piano teacher when I was twelve." He said, taking a deep breath, willing himself to get through this. "He's who…who…" Kurt began to cry and looked to Puck for help.

"He's Kassie's other father." Puck said, quietly.

"Oh my God." Finn breathed.

"Oh, Kurt." Rachel said, leaning in to take him into her arms. Kurt kind of fell into her, sobbing into her shoulder. Immediately, the gleeks surrounded him, putting a hand on his shoulder, rubbing his back, just letting Kurt know that they were there for him. "What can we do?"

"T-there's really nothing TO do. My dad went to the school, but Figgins says there has to be a formal investigation and they can't do anything to him until its complete. He'll be the piano player until…I don't know when." Kurt let out a shuddering breath.

"We will NOT allow this!" Rachel said. "We'll call my dad. And-"

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I do NOT want to be in Glee club with him." Quinn said. Everyone else nodded. "Let's talk to Mr. Schuester, tell him we don't want Mr. Jameson as the piano player." Everyone else nodded along.

"Kurt, baby, we're going to stand behind you on this, okay?" Mercedes said, very gently. Kurt looked around the room, and everyone was nodding, even Santana and Brittany.

"Really?" he asked.

"A-a-a-absolutely." Tina stuttered.

Rachel picked up her cell phone and called Mr. Schuester. She explained that none of the members of New Directions would be coming to class or practice until Mr. Jameson was out of the building. She explained why and he agreed immediately. Burt had called the police and gotten a restraining order against him. He was not allowed within 100 feet of Kurt OR Kassie.

Figgins was put under the school board's spotlight as to how it was he overlooked a criminal record, especially with the kind of record Jameson had. Ryan Jameson was forced to move out of the state and Kurt breathed easy again.

A month later, Kurt and Puck were in Kurt's basement doing homework, Kassie playing quietly nearby. Kurt suddenly put his pen down and turned to Puck.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Uh, sure." Puck responded, erasing an answer he had just written and looking intently at his math book.

"Why have I never met your family?" he asked. Puck froze. "I mean, you've met my family, you're over here all the time…which is fine!" He said, hastily, not wanting to antagonize his best friend.

"Uh…" Puck stuttered, refusing to look up.

"I'm sorry, I just wondered why…is it because I'm gay? Or because of Kassie?" Kurt was flushing red in embarrassment. Puck's head flew up at those words and he looked across the table.

"No! Oh God, Kurt, I'm so sorry that I ever made you feel like that." Puck sighed. "I knew this would come up eventually." Puck closed his math book and gestured to Kurt's couch. "I think I need to tell you something."

Kurt closed his own book and the two boys moved over to the couch. "At my old school, I was really popular. I was the bully, like Karofsky and Azimio. I was a jock and at the very top of the social ladder. I also slept around, Kurt, a lot. I pretty much slept with every girl in the school. I'm really, really ashamed of that now." Puck sighed deeply, as Kurt just watched him. "I slept with the girlfriend of my best friend and…she got pregnant." Kurt's eyes widened in shock, but Puck still saw no judgment in those baby blues. "It's a really long story, she tried to pass it off as his, but they had never had sex. It came out that it was mine and I tried to be there for her. I wanted to keep the baby and she wanted to give it up. In the end, though, it was her choice. I asked her if I could be there when she had the baby, so I could see it…her…and say hello and goodbye. She agreed." Kurt reached out and placed a hand on Puck's forearm. "She went into labor in her seventh month, two months early, and she lost the baby." A tear slipped from his eye, but he kept his gaze on the couch. If he'd looked up, he would have seen that Kurt was crying, too. "She was so tiny. I'll never forget that for as long as I live. She was my daughter, my baby, and the girl…" Puck sighed. "She was furious - at me, at life, at the world. My mom and I decided it was probably in both of our best interests for us to move. My little sister is young enough that it didn't make too much of a difference for her. That's why I didn't care about becoming 'popular' or fitting in or anything like that. I was so shallow and I hated my life."

"Puck…" Kurt said.

"I'm really glad that we're friends. I hated being that guy, the class slut." He said, looking up at Kurt. "I've never brought you to my house, because I didn't want you to see any part of who I used to be. And…this probably sounds stupid, but I love being around Kassie. It…reminds me of what I lost, in a good way."

Kurt suddenly decided to throw caution to the wind, and he leaned in and kissed Puck. Puck froze for a minute and then returned the kiss with fervor. When they finally broke apart for air, Kurt grinned widely. "I've wanted to do that for so long."

"Me too." Puck grinned back at him. They leaned back in for another kiss, when Kassie's voice interrupted them.

"Daddy and Uck! Kissy, kissy!" She called out and they both cracked up. Kurt stood up to pick her up and brought her back to the couch.