Title: Change It And Then Save It
Chapter: CH3; Dinner and a Talk
Author: thereoncewasaginger (Tumblr is also thereoncewasaginger)
Rating: Eventual M(chapter rated T)
Warnings: mention of bullying(mirroring the show)
Characters: Dave K., Kurt H.
Genre: Romance, Drama, Sci-Fi, Slight Fantasy
Summary: AU, Dave attempts suicide but ultimately fails. When he wakes up, he finds out things aren't what they were. Dave finds that he has the perfect life, his dream life. Later he finds out he is what is called a 'Job', or someone who gets second chances. He is whisked away from his dream life, and told he has a second chance at earning it. Thankfully, he has a friend who can help him
A/N: Hello again! So after reading and publishing my last two chapters, I realized a few mistakes I've been making. For some reason, the site won't save my corrections, so I'm really sorry. I added the Genre's on here. I would have put all the genres on in the first place, but I'm only allowed to choose two. Lets see, oh, on my Tumblr page, I gave an explanation of what 'Jobs' are and a few other things related to it. You might what to take a look at that when it comes time to that(which starts at CH5). Its probably buried under a few things, but It has the tag 'thereoncewasaginger's fan fiction'.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Chinese takeout, just the characters that I created.
Kurt and I were sitting in the living room, talking about random things. He was really trying hard to fill me in and I'm feeling guilty because honestly I can't remember a thing. Melody was about to leave, she and our kids seemed to have got extremely caught up in a board game. "See you guys later, and don't worry Dave, I'll have your regular coffee waiting for you when you come back to work and I'll make sure no one gives you a hard time for Kurt harassing everyone to let you go, just warn me when you are coming back." She said, giving a smile as she walked out the door. Kurt must have prepaid her or something, because she hadn't stood in the doorway waiting to be paid. Kurt gave me a small yet warm smile. We were waiting for our food to arrive, Kurt had explained that he wasn't in the mood to cook and the kids had begged for Chinese. He told me that the kids adored Chinese take out, but since I had been trying to lose weight again, we had limited it to every few weeks. According to him, they had Chinese food last week, but since I was coming home tonight it was a "special occasion".
"So. I'm a doctor…What are you?" I asked, glancing around for any indication of what he was. I assume that he probably was a hit singer or owner of high end fashion line, but I didn't see any posters or awards. "Broadway or Fashion right?" I guessed. But what I saw on his face was a tint of sadness as he gave me another small smile.
"Neither. I didn't really make it in that world. I felt really lost after that. You, Rachel, Finn, and I all went to New York together. Rachel and I went to NYADA while you and Finn headed to New York University. It was amazing at first. I loved it all and had the time of my life. But then, I don't know, I lost it all. I can still sing and stuff, but I lost the inspiration to be in Broadway and be a star. So then I dropped out at semester. That was such a hard decision to make, but I did it. I tried Parson's, but that didn't work out either. Though I do design the kids clothes sometimes. Thankfully I only wasted one year at both schools. I actually do a couple things now, and they actually make me pretty happy. After I left school, I enrolled at NYU with you and Finn, and got a degree in foreign language instructor. Starting next fall, I'm going to be a French teacher and honestly I can say I'm excited for that. My passion however, turned out to be cooking and photography. I own a popular bakery downtown. I also own a photography studio. Its more of a part time thing. I do weddings, graduations, senior photos, you know the works. I have degrees in both, and I'm successful with both, and they all make me really happy." He said, but wasn't sad anymore. It amazed me. Kurt was so happy talking about these things.
"Where are you planning on teaching?" I asked. He hesitated, and then shrugged.
"Well, you and I had been talking a few months ago… You told me that there was a job opening that would actually pay higher than what you make now, but that it was somewhere I probably wouldn't want to go." He said, hesitating. I blinked a few times, giving him a questioning eye. He took a deep breath. "Ohio. Not Lima, but Ohio nonetheless. Westerville to be exact. I wasn't too sure if I even wanted to go, and quite frankly it shocked me that that place would be higher paying then here. I mean here, the pay is amazing. Then you told me. You were offered a job to be a high class all male private school doctor." He stopped.
"High class private school doctor? Am I really that good? Wait…the only high class all male private school in Westerville is…" I trailed off. Kurt nodded.
"Dalton. You accepted the job after we talked. It was kind of ironic and convenient, because a few days later I got an email from you talking about job openings, and you found me a French teaching spot. We were actually moving as soon as school let out for the kids. Jamie starts high school in the fall, so he's going to Dalton. There is a nice private school we found that the twins could attend also." Kurt grinned. I nodded, trying to take this all in. Ohio, we were going back to Ohio, even though I knew that both of us had just desperately wanted to escape it.
"Jamie is yours biologically, isn't he? He looks exactly like you." I said, changing the subject. Kurt blushed then nodded.
"Yeah, Jamie is biologically mine. The twins are biologically yours, and boy do they look it." He grinned proudly. I nodded, they had looked a lot like me now that I thought about it. At first I hadn't really noticed it, but then I saw small things about them that reminded them of me.
"How old are the twins?" I asked.
"Five. They'll be six next month though. Time has sure flown. It seems like just yesterday we were talking to Quinn about the possibility of having them." He said, dreamily. Quinn?
"Quinn Fabray?" I gasped. He nodded. "Wasn't she planning on going to Yale?" I asked.
"Yes. She did excellent there, it was amazing. But I don't know. Her and I were pretty close, and then she asked me out of the blue one day if there was a possibility of me wanting her as a surrogate mother so you and I could have kids. I agreed, and then we ended up with Jamie. After going to Yale, she actually moved close to us and that's how we became pretty close and how we got Jamie. Ten years later, we got to talking again, and she agreed to have the twins. She spoils our kids. Never told them that they were her mother, and that's the way she wanted it to be. But to them, she is Aunt Quinn. She's married now. She was actually married when she had our twins, but Rachel was fine with it. Shee loves her, and she thinks of us like family, so she didn't have a problem. We don't get to see them much anymore though, she and Rachel moved back to Lima for some strange reason. I think Rachel was trying to take a break from Broadway. They have kids now, so I guess they wanted to raise the kids in peace." He explained to me, giving a goofy grin. My head was spinning. Quinn was the kids mother. Quinn and Rachel got married. It was all so confusing. Hadn't Kurt said earlier that Rachel had married Finn? Then it hit me, Rachel and Finn must have either not got married or they had gotten a divorce.
The doorbell rang. Kurt jumped up quickly off the couch, leaving me alone. Within minutes, the whole house started smelling amazing with the sent Chinese food. I could hear the kids, running down the stairs excitedly. I guess they know that when its takeout night, to run come down the stairs immediately. I got up myself, deciding that the smell of the food was too irresistible, and that I needed to go to the dining room immediately so I could eat with my family.
Dinner was eaten quietly at first, but then the twins started babbling about what they had done in Kindergarten that day. Alis was proudly explaining how she had been able to count to seventy, higher than anyone in her class apparently, and how she could outrun all the boys during gym. Anna waited patiently, and then told everyone about the books that she had read during quiet reading time and about the game she played with her friends at recess. How these girls were twins, was beyond me. Alis was like me, at least me how I remembered. When it came time for Jamie to talk, he just shrugged. Kurt hesitated, and then opened his mouth. "Did he do it again?" he asked. Jamie shrugged. I felt confused.
"Did who do what again?" I asked, trying to understand. Kurt hesitated then looked over at me.
"A boy at Jamie's school has been ruthlessly bullying him. Well actually it's a lot like that time in high school, if you know what I mean…" he trailed off. I stared dumbfounded. A lot like high school? I had bullied Kurt because he was gay. If it was like high school, then was Jamie gay? That shocked me, or rather, just surprised me a bit. Jamie did have gay dads. Maybe it was genetic or something.
"Jamie, are you gay?" I asked softly. Kurt coughed a little, somewhat choking on the chicken he was eating, and stared at me. Jamie hesitated, but nodded. I let out a small sigh. Poor boy, if his tormentor was anything like I was, he must be going through hell. "I'm…I'm really proud of you son." I said softly, attempting to give a supportive smile. Kurt relaxed, and started eating his chicken again.
Dinner was quite after that, maybe even what I could call extremely awkward. Once dinner was done, it was apparently homework time. Homework time for Kurt seemed to mean go into the bed room and watch TV, because there we were, sitting, well Kurt was trying to cuddle, on the bed. I glanced at the clock, reading the time. "Do we always eat dinner so late? It's nearly eleven pm. Dinner hasn't been over for even a hour." I asked. Kurt laughed, leaning over to give my forehead a kiss.
"No, normally we don't eat so late. But you got home late, so we ate late. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to go tuck in the twins. Could you go check on Jamie? Warn him its getting close to time for bed, and that he needs to start thinking about turning everything off and heading to sleep. They have school in the morning, after all." Kurt ordered. Man, I had forgotten how bossy Kurt could be. I nodded then made a sharp turn out our bedroom door. I got halfway down the hallway when I realized that I honestly had no idea where I was going. I hadn't thought about the fact that I've only been in about three of the rooms in this house so far. I was tempted to turn back and go back to Kurt and my room, but then that would make me feel like a failure. So I just bit my lip and started walking. Surely it wouldn't be that hard to find.
After scaring both twins, finding the bathroom, laundry room, and what seemed to be Kurt and my escape rooms, I finally found Jamie's room. Taking a big breath, I knocked on the door. A small "Come in" came from the inside. Opening the door, I saw Jamie spread out on the bed, homework surrounding him. "Hey dad." He said, looking up. I stared at him a bit. It was hard to get used to; Jamie looked exactly like Kurt, almost sounded exactly like Kurt. I gave him a smile.
"Hey Jamie. Your dad told me that I should tell you to get ready for bed." I said, walking over towards him. He sighed then nodded. "Do you want to talk about anything? I mean I can't remember anything at the moment, and I know that must be hard, but if you need to talk or something, I'm here for you." I explained to him. Jamie gave a small smile, the same smile I had seen so many times on Kurt's face when they were Jamie's age. Jamie was much skinnier than Kurt had been at the time, but he still had the small baby face Kurt had had. "Was tonight the first time you admitted to being gay, or had you said it before?" I asked. He shrugged.
"I know Dad knew. I never actually said it out loud. I think you knew too. You were always talking about how I was exactly like Dad, every single little thing." He laughed. I leaned over to hug him, a big smile on his face. "I haven't said anything at school. I'm too scared to. I mean, Connor tortures me enough, coming out might mean getting it worse. I hate going there so much Dad. Every time I see Connor, I get so terrified. I'm scared of what he'll do to me every time I see him. It only started as name calling and such. But then all of the sudden, I'm being roughly pushed around, especially on the floor and against my locker. I don't know what to do anymore Daddy... Maybe that's why I'm not so scared to move to Westerville. I'm actually looking forward to it so much. Dad said that Dalton has a zero bully tolerance. I should be safe there." He moaned, crying into my shoulder. I stared at the wall behind him, feeling numb. Had Kurt been this way that whole time I had hurt him so bad? Jamie felt so delicate in my arms, so fragile. We sat in silence for a little bit, the only noise was Jamie's sniffles.
"Jamie, I'm proud of you no matter what you are. I wish I could say it'll get better, that maybe he'll stop, but I can't make any promises. With your dad, god, I was so horrible. I was in love with him, but I was too afraid to admit I was gay. The only way I knew how to handle it, was to torture your dad. I did the same things Connor does to you, with Slushie throwing added into the mix. I'm not proud of what I did. I don't know how I got your father to forgive me, but in all honesty, I probably shouldn't have been forgiven. I'm here for you son, I really am. Tomorrow, if you want, we can go talk to the principal. I want to keep you safe Jamie." I said, rubbing my hand on his back.
"I love you Dad. I'm so glad that nothing bad happened to you. I'll be okay for now." He said softly, pulling out of the embrace. I bit my bottom lip, my heart felt as if it was going to explode. Jamie was so strong. So incredibly strong. How could he and Kurt stand this, I hadn't even been able to handle it for a week.
"I love you too Jamie. Good night." I said softly, getting up before I started crying. I made my way back to Kurt and my room, tears rolling down my face, guilt eating at me. Why had I been so heartless back then? How could I have been so heartless back then?
