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Kurt slowly made his way down stairs as quietly as he could while using a crutch, not wanting to bother putting on the prosthetic when he would just be headed back to bed in a little bit.

He was surprised to see the light on in the kitchen, even more so when he saw it was Carole who was awake with a mug of tea in her hands. "Want some company?" He was glad that he hadn't startled her when he spoke.

"Always, here, come sit down, and I'll get you some tea." She let him make his was to the table on his own, and got up to bustle around the kitchen. He would have told her not to worry about it, but he knew it would fall on deaf ears; it had in the past.

"Wyatt seems nice." Carole said with a knowing smile once she sat down at the table after having made his tea. He could see the knowing smile on her face, and knew exactly what type of information she was fishing for.

"Yeah, he and Chris have been really great about everything. To be honest with you, I don't think I've ever had friends as good as the two of them...even if they had been keeping something as big as magic hidden from me in the beginning." He couldn't help but grin as he thought back to all the times he'd come close to figuring out their secret, "You know, after doing it so long, you think they'd be better at lying to cover up their tracks. Well, Wyatt would be, Chris could tell you he was the Queen of England, and you'd believe him." Sometimes it was scary just how well his friend could lie.

"And for that I will always like them, well, not the lying part; but you know that's not what I meant." Carole said as she reached across the table and took hold of one of his hands. "I see the way he looks at you, just as I know you have; I mean, it's not like he tries to hide it."

He felt the blush rise to his cheeks, "He told me today that he had feelings for me, and wanted see where things could go." He wasn't surprised when she waited for him to collect his thoughts, picking up on the fact that something was bothering him.

"It was after I overheard a conversation between him and Blaine, both of them saying that they have feelings for me." Kurt wasn't able to keep his conflicting thoughts to himself, and it felt good to have someone willing to listen, "I know things weren't perfect with Blaine, but he's the first boy who ever loved me, and I know what to expect with him, I know how to make things work with him...things are easy with him."

"With Wyatt everything is different, I'm used to being the one doing the chasing, and I get flustered when I feel like his full attention is on me when there are others in the room." That was something he never had with Blaine, as the other boy was so very social that he was easily distracted by some of the more prominent members of the group. "Blaine was the Alpha Male between the two of us, and I was happy to go along with what he wanted; don't get me wrong, Wyatt's got a take charge attitude as well, but at least with him I feel like he actually sees me."

He couldn't help but remember a time when he'd had a rough time at physical therapy, and had called the Halliwells, looking for his aunt. After telling him she wasn't there Wyatt asked what was wrong, and Kurt ended up breaking down to him on the phone. Wyatt had shown up at the door to his dorm room with a cheesecake from Piper's restaurant, and an offer to watch anything he wanted.

During the second musical Kurt had dozed off, but woke up when Chris returned to their room, and feigned sleep while the younger brother gave the older one a hard time for watching musicals, calling them girly, even though Kurt knew the younger of the two brothers actually enjoyed them. In reality Chris had been teasing his brother for acting like a love sick puppy, watching movies he really didn't enjoy, just so he could have an excuse to spend time with his crush.

"If you want my opinion, easy isn't always better, and first loves doesn't mean true love. Look at Finn's father, I loved him with all my heart, but if I had to pick between him and what I have with your father, well, I'd pick your father every time, I wouldn't even have to think about it." She then gave him a soft smile, "My opinion as a mother, as someone who sees you as if you were her son, is that I would always rather see you with someone who will make you their equal. Love is hard enough when both people put the work in, but it's impossible when one always tries to outshine the other."

"Now it may be too early to know if things will work out between you and Wyatt, but I think it's safe to say that maturity wise you and Blaine are miles apart, and maybe things could work between you when you both get on level ground, but maybe they won't, and you could let a really good thing slip through your fingers waiting to find out." She finished her tea, before heading off to bed and leaving him to think about what she said.

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Kurt left the brothers with his parents, telling them he wanted to check on some of the younger students he'd been helping out; it was also payback for all the times they had left him alone with their parents just to get a rise out of him.

"How are you holding up?" He asked Marley, finding her first. He had been worried about the girl since he'd found out she'd stopped eating, and hoped he'd found out about it in time to stop her from starving herself.

"I'm so nervous I feel like I could throw up." She answered honestly, "I can't help but worry that I'm going to fall on my face, or forget my lines, or I don't know what."

"You done now?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, as the girl took a breath and wiped away a few tears. "You are going to be just fine. You know your lines, you just need to treat this like any other rehearsal, and you'll be just fine. You look great, and I'm sure this is something you've watched since you were a little girl, cause let's face it, who hasn't." He got a little smile out of her, which he gladly returned.

"Thank you so much, for everything, I feel better than I have all week. I've been following your advice about what I eat, and it really been helping." He had sat her down, and after talking about the importance of eating had given her some pointers on how to eat heathier, as well as some of his own recipes. He told her how he had started eating healthier himself after his dad had his heart attack, as well as cooking healthier for his family. It had become a sort of hobby for him and Carole to find healthy recipes. "My mom has really appreciated it too." He couldn't help but smile at that, as he knew how it felt to only have one parent and to come so close to losing them.

"Well I'm glad to hear it." He then started checking over her costume, "Now, how is this holding up, is there anything I need to mend before you go out on stage?" He was pretty sure everything was Ok with her costume as he was the one to make it, but you could never be sure."

"No, I'm good, but I know Kitty said something about the hem coming out of her skirt, and Tina was busy with a last minute repair to Unique's costume." Kurt nodded, and the two of them left to find the little blond who was talking with Santana and Britany, the former having come to watch the later preform.

"I heard you were having trouble with a hem?" He asked the girl as he approached, trying to ignore the other girls, and looking for something Kitty could stand on, the only thing available being the one Santana was sitting on.

"Wasn't expecting to see you here Lady Hummel." Santana voice drew his attention to her, and he knew he was going to have to ask her for her chair.

"Yeah, well, my brother is the one directing it, thought I'd show him my support." He answered, the look on his face just challenging her to make a snarky comment, but then didn't give her much of a chance either, "Do you mind if we use your chair so I can work on Kitty's costume?"

"As a matter of fact I do." She sat back with her arms crossed, and he knew she wasn't going to budge, and he really didn't have time to argue with her as the play was about to start.

As a result he was forced to kneel on the ground, something he still wasn't comfortable doing with the prosthetic, but he really had no choice. Going down was the easy part, but it was hard to ignore the discomfort he felt while sewing up the hem. He heard the two minute call while he was finishing up the hem, and waited until everyone was on their way before even attempting to stand up. Unfortunately for him, Santana had also waited, and once everyone had left stood up, pushing past him, causing him to fall flat on the ground.

He started the process of struggling to his feet, when suddenly there was a hand in front of his face. "What the hell is wrong with you?" The girl asked, as she helped pull him to his feet, her eyes about bugged out of her head when he started brushing his pants off, and he realized she must have seen part of his prosthetic when the leg of his pants lifted due to his brushing them off. "What the...?" She trailed off, staring at him as if she was just seeing him for the first time.

"We gotta go, or we're going to miss it." He said, about to push past the girl, only for her hand on his arm stopping him.

"Not until you tell me what happened, who knows about this?" She asked motioning to his leg.

"Of the New Directions? Only Finn knows, and frankly, he's the only one who deserves to know." He glared at her, "You thing because we were in the same glee club you guys deserve to know everything that goes on in my life? Guess what, I owe you and the rest of the New Directions nothing. None of you cared about me or my feelings when you villainized me for something I didn't do. None of you took the time to see the bullying that started up, because none of you really cared about me, and none of you can tell me that it wasn't noticeable, before someone did notice, I just didn't listen to them and tell someone about it until it was too late." That said, he turned and left the room, wondering if the girl would blab to everyone what she saw.