Another chapter! This is sort of…a speed up chapter. I pressed play for "Never Been Kissed" but am now pressing fast forward for a few episodes after that. I hope that's ok. I do that a bit for this - high light episodes and plot developments that are actually important and apply to Kurt and Quinn.

Anyway - I hope you like this!

GLEE

The next morning, Kurt woke up to sore bones. He hadn't slept that well and evidently, what little he did sleep was spent in a horrible position, leaving his neck sore. Kurt quietly got out of bed, leaving a sleeping Quinn behind. He went up the stairs, contemplating coffee.

"Hey bud."

Kurt jumped as he was reaching for a coffee cup. Burt was at the counter, sipping on a cup already.

"Sorry - I didn't mean to scare you, uh…god, that was stupid of me." Burt looked mortified. "After what happened…"

Kurt sighed and nodded. "Yes, well, I suppose I'm a little jumpy. But it's not your fault…"

"Feels like it."

"How?"

"Look, Kurt, you wouldn't understand it just yet…" began Burt. "But when one of your kids are hurting, you hurt. It feels like whatever happened to them was your fault."

Kurt stood there quietly, looking at Burt.

"I'm not your kid, though," he said in a soft voice.

"You're as good as," said Burt gruffly.

"I - thank you, Burt," said Kurt, his eyes welling up uncomfortably. "For yesterday and for…for what you just said."

"Just doing my job, kid."

"Yeah."

Burt and Kurt sat in a comfortable silence, sipping their coffee. Burt hadn't touched the newspaper sitting in front of him yet.

"Kurt, if you need to have someone to talk to about what happened," said Burt suddenly. "I can…well, I did see this one therapist after Quinn's mom passed away…"

"I don't think so," said Kurt quickly. "I appreciate it but…I have Quinn to talk to. And…other people." Blaine's face swam in Kurt's mind and Kurt realized that he was going to tell Blaine what happened, even though he glared at Quinn last night. "But thank you."

Kurt finished his coffee and then went up to his room. His bed was still made for the previous morning. He had gone straight to Quinn's room when they got home last night. He sighed and looked around the room for a long moment. Then he went to his closet and pulled out a comfortable pair of jeans, a shirt from his old wardrobe that looked ok on him and was quite comfortable and went to the bathroom in the hall to shower and change.

In the shower, Kurt let the hot water smooth out any kinks in his neck and back. He lost himself, trying to imagine what Blaine's reaction would be when he told him what had happened. He wondered what Dave Karofsky was doing. The day before, he hadn't been out. He'd be a closet case and now…now his family knew.

It had, however, gone much better than Kurt's coming out, that was sure. Even with expulsion.

That was somewhat depressing to think.

Kurt shut the water off, not wanting to waste the hot water because his mind was starting to drift. He changed and then went back to his room to pick out his black converse, usually reserved for their glee club performances, and a scarf that matched his shirt. Kurt was excited it was getting colder now. He loved layering.

Kurt noticed that his phone was laying at the foot of his bed. He had left it in Quinn's room, on her bedside table. She must have brought it up when he was in the shower…

He grabbed it and unlocked it, noticing that there were two missed calls from Blaine and one text message.

Hi, Kurt. I don't know if you're up late but I'm worried about you. What Quinn said last night put me on edge. Please call me when you get up.

Kurt sighed and fell back into bed. He knew he had to text Blaine - that was why he had showered and dressed in the first place, after all. He knew he would have to meet up with Blaine. This wasn't someone told their friend on the phone, after all.

After thinking about what he would write, he composed and sent the text.

I'm up and showered. I need to meet up with you and tell you what happened.

The reply came much quicker than Kurt expected it to, but then, that really shouldn't be surprising.

Lima Bean? In an hour?

Kurt flinched. How he would love to get some coffee and maybe a cookie…he deserved it after all. And what Coach Sylvester didn't know wouldn't hurt her…

But Kurt really didn't want to leave the house.

Actually…I don't feel up to leaving the house.

I'll come to your house then. Make it two hours and I'll pick you up some coffee.

Thank you Blaine.

It's not problem. Text me your address and I'll get there.

Two hours and ten minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Kurt and Quinn were on the couch, watching some TV and Burt had just left to go to the shop. Since it was a weekday, he was fairly busy and just because Kurt and Quinn decided to skip school today, didn't mean he could skip work.

Kurt had realized about ten minutes after he had texted Blaine his address that - oh, it was a Wednesday. Should Blaine be at school? Kurt wanted to call or text Blaine, but he didn't like it when people read and replied to text while driving, and calling was just as distracting. So Kurt waited.

He answered the door and the moment he saw Blaine, things were already feeling better. Blaine had one of those cardboard cup holders with three drinks.

"I got Quinn something - Green Tea Latte? - because I wasn't sure if she would be here or not…"

"She is. And she thanks you," said Quinn, grabbing her drink and sipping it. "She will also be disappearing to her room now, leaving you two with some privacy."

"Third person is annoying," muttered Kurt under his breath as Quinn turned to leave.

"Quinn heard that!"

"Shut up, Quinn!"

Blaine chuckled and handed Kurt his coffee.

"Don't you have school?" blurted out Kurt.

"Oh. Yeah. I skipped," said Blaine, as if it wasn't that big of a deal. "We have early release on Wednesdays anyway. I pretended I wasn't feel well." He shrugged.

"Are you sure you should have done that?" Kurt lead Blaine up to his room. "Just because of me?"

"Of course, Kurt," said Blaine softly. "I'm worried. This sounded like something big happened."

"It did," sighed Kurt. "Uh, take a seat anywhere," he said, awkwardly, gesturing around his room.

"Your room is nice," Blaine commented as he sat on the edge of Kurt's bed. Kurt followed him, sitting about a foot apart. Kurt sighed and nodded. "I get it. Small talk is…stupid. Can you tell me what happened?"

Kurt stared at his hands, folded in his lap - he had set his untouched coffee on his desk, as did Blaine. Well, it was now or never.

"Something bad happened at school yesterday," started Kurt quietly. "I…I had enough of Karofsky pushing me around and let my temper get out of hand. I chased after him, after he pushed me. Confronted him in the locker room and asked him to stop it."

"While I'm impressed by your courage," said Blaine dryly. "I feel like maybe I gave you the wrong advice yesterday…because I think it's going to lead to something bad." Blaine, despite his light tone, looked worried. Kurt hoped he wasn't blaming himself.

"It wasn't just your advice," said Kurt tiredly. "Although, that is a reason why I decided to stand up to him. No, this would have happened sooner or later." Kurt balled his fists up. "I thought he was going to hit me. He looked so angry. I was angry. But he didn't hit me…"

Blaine scooted closer to Kurt, placing a hand on his fist. "Kurt…"

"He kissed me, Blaine."

"Oh."

The silence in the room seemed to drag on forever.

"Oh god, Kurt," said Blaine, as it began to sink in. "I'm so sorry. I -"

"It's not your fault," sniffed Kurt. "It's his. Mine, for being so angry, even. But not yours. You were miles away." Kurt sighed. "I slapped him. He was coming in for a second kiss."

Blaine suddenly burst out into laughter. "Oh god, Kurt. That's…that's more your style," he snickered. Kurt looked up at Blaine for the first time.

"I guess it is," he said with a sigh. "It felt…it felt good."

"I'm sure." Blaine sighed. "Please tell me that something happened…Karofsky. Do we have to talk to him or -"

"No. He was expelled."

"Thank god."

Suddenly, Blaine's arms were around Kurt, like that time when Kurt told Blaine about coming out and he comforted him. It felt just as nice as before. Kurt felt like everything could be better, now.

"I'm still sorry that happened to you. For anyone to force something like that on anyone - I'm sure…it hurts," said Blaine, tapering his words off slowly.

"It did." Kurt was quiet. "It was my first kiss."

Kurt wasn't sure why he said it. He didn't want to admit this to Blaine. Not really. Blaine seemed mature and experienced and…god. Kurt felt like a silly little boy.

Blaine made a sound of sympathy and held him tighter. Kurt couldn't complain. "I can't imagine my first kiss being like that," he said, pulling away after a moment. I hope…I hope the next time it's someone you choose."

"Me too," said Kurt, neglecting to shout out "I choose you, Blaine!"

"At least Karofsky is expelled. He can't hurt you. And the other bullies…well, you said they were never as horrible as Karofsky," said Blaine after a moment.

"After what happened with Karofsky, I can handle anything they dish how, honestly. The worst for me has happened."

They sat in more silence.

"Tell me about your first kiss, Blaine." Kurt didn't know what possessed him to say that. "I mean," he said quickly. "It can't be worse than mine. Maybe it was amazing and I could use something amazing right now."

Kurt dared to look at Blaine. He was…blushing? Oh, god. Was he remembering the kiss? Thinking about how amazing it was while Kurt sat here, trying to forget the way Karofsky's rough lips felt on his?

"Well…" said Blaine after a moment, still embarrassed.

"What?"

"…I actually haven't been kissed yet," admitted Blaine. "I mean, a guy kissed me on the cheek, once, but we were just friends. He was gay but…it didn't really mean anything," he said quickly. "I'm still waiting for that to happen." He sighed.

"Oh." Kurt tried not to be too happy to hear this. "Well then, I hope that yours is ten times better than my own. Like, it's not even that hard."

Blaine laughed. "What if I kiss the guy and he ends up like, drooling all over me? Or he has braces and cuts me?"

"It will still be better," laughed Kurt.

"Even if I catch like, mono or something?"

"Oooh, tough one. Still a little better, though."

They played this ridiculous game for at least ten minutes. Blaine came up with horrible first kiss situations and Kurt decided if it would be worse than his. Most of them weren't, except the non-realistic ones. Finally, Kurt decided to stop this when Blaine proposed that his first kiss could be "with a guy on the beach at sunset and then a shark comes up and eats him whole".

"You're crazy," he laughed, laying back on his bed and looking at Blaine.

"But I made you laugh," said Blaine almost tenderly. "When I saw you this morning, I wasn't sure if I was going to see you laugh at all. I think that it's worth it."

"Thank you," said Kurt. "Thank you. For listening and for making me feel better. It means a lot to me."

"Same here."

Quinn called them down to the living room, saying that they should get a pizza delivered for lunch. Kurt gladly accepted. He was starving, since he hadn't eaten the night before, since he'd felt sick. And he was feeling better now.

Kurt tried not to dwell too much on the fact that Blaine hugged him much longer than friends usually do when he left a few hours later to drive back home.

When Kurt returned to school the next day, Quinn beside him, things felt better. The school itself was the same, though it was spinning with the rumors of Karofsky's expulsion.

No one knew the right story. Figgins had kept up his part of the deal and hadn't specified to anyone why he had been expelled. Some people said that he stole the answers to the SAT. Some said that he totally lost it and beat up someone (that someone had been rumored to be Kurt, since he missed school yesterday, but was quickly shot down when Kurt returned with no visible injuries).

Really, Kurt lost track of the rumors. Even Karofsky's best friend, Azimio, didn't know what happened. He even said that Karofsky hadn't talked to him since he called to tell him he wouldn't be back at school, two days ago.

The strangest part was…the rest of the Glee club didn't know. Kurt had decided that he didn't want to tell people, and that meant his other friends. He decided he would tell Mercedes this weekend, and Quinn mentioned Rachel, but she had a big mouth and Kurt wasn't sure he could trust her just yet.

Besides Mercedes, however, Kurt just didn't feel like anyone else needed to know.

Kurt sat in Glee club that afternoon, trying to tell himself that everything was normal. That things were ok, now.

Quinn worried about Kurt. He was strong, he has had to be through his life in the last year, but she was still worried. After what had happened with her dad a month ago, all the bullying and now the Karofsky incident, she wondered if he would be able to make it through.

Quinn kept a tight watch on him in the next week. At first, it looked like her worry was warranted. Kurt kept to himself during Glee club, not seeking anyone else out and at home he usually disappeared to his room. He was closing himself off. She didn't like it. She also knew that he wouldn't listen to him about this.

Instead, she texted Blaine.

Yeah yeah, she was a horrible person for stealing his number from Kurt's phone the night he left it in her room. At the time, she had just taken it to maybe prank call Blaine or something, but now she needed it.

She asked him to make sure Kurt came out of his shell. He needed to be social, or else he would disappear inside himself and torture himself with his thoughts.

Thankfully, this plan worked after a few days. Kurt was taken out by Blaine the next weekend and seemed much happier the followed week. Quinn was sure that Kurt was getting better. Obviously having your first kiss taken by a stupid closeted jock would be staying with him for a while, just like Quinn's first time sexually had been so carelessly given away to someone she didn't know if she even liked. That stayed with you. It wouldn't go away easily.

After Quinn felt like Kurt was doing ok - he began to dance during group numbers again, and sang along quietly when others did their solos, all while texting Blaine as stealthily as he could - she decided to step back. She didn't hover as much any more, because she figured that Kurt would be doing fine without her.

Quinn found that she didn't really care for the substitute they had one week for Glee club - Holly Holiday. She was a bit over the top and annoying, though she sang well. She also figured it distracted the club from Sectionals, which were approaching quickly.

Speaking of Sectionals, many things happened in the week leading up to the competition.

First, Rachel found out about Kurt's friendship with Blaine, who she then found out was the lead singer of the Warblers, their competition.

"This is Jesse St. James all over again!" Rachel had said when she found out. "He's going to try to pump you for information! Then the Warblers will beat us. It's all a distraction, Kurt, believe me, I know!"

"No everyone is as heartless as Vocal Adrenaline. The Warblers are trustworthy," said Kurt in a clipped tone. "Blaine is my friend - nothing more and nothing less. We met months before this school year even began, long before the Warblers were even our competition."

Obviously, Quinn was the only one that knew that Kurt was fibbing, just a little. Sure, they met before the school year, but didn't grow close until later on. It got Rachel to shut her mouth, though. She still thought it was a bad idea.

Then Santana told Rachel that her and Finn had slept together last year.

Rachel was heartbroken. She slept over at Quinn's house and mostly cursed Finn's name. Quinn wanted to remind her that Finn and his mother could potentially walk into the house at any moment, but then decided against it. Better just to let her vent.

Then Mr. Shue announced that he wanted to change up their performance. Instead of the traditional duet between Rachel and Finn (which would have been painful right now anyway, because of their fight) the winners of the duet competition were given the duet spot. Mercedes and Sam, who had been dating somewhat secretively since they won the competition.

Somewhat secretively because pretty much everyone knew. Mercedes herself told Kurt and her, and really, they were so obvious about it.

Brittany and Mike were given the task of doing some killer choreography, since they were the best dancers. Mr. Shuester thought it would give them an advantage.

When the day of Sectionals finally arrived, they were nervous. The Hipsters weren't that intimidating, though the adorable old person thing might be a problem. And Rachel tried to pump Kurt for information about the Warblers, but he admitted that he had never actually heard Blaine sing and they didn't discuss their Glee clubs while together. Then he gave her a pointed look and asked her who was trying to spy now. She ignored him.

When Kurt spotted Blaine, he did give an excited wave and they met in the middle of their Glee clubs to talk, which Quinn found adorable. She could hear faint "good lucks" and "I hope you do well" from where she was standing.

The Warblers went first. They performed an awesome version of Teenage Dream by Katy Perry, during which Blaine actively sought out Kurt to make eye contact. Quinn was sure of this. Then two other Warblers joined Blaine to sing some Maroon 5 song.

Then, it was time for New Directions.

Quinn went behind the stage with the rest of the group, then to set up behind the curtain while Sam and Mercedes went to the back of the audience, to make an entrance just like Rachel and Finn did last year.

They sang a beautiful version of "Someday We'll Know" from A Walk To Remember, which started off slow as they walked down the isle, making quite convincing googly eyes at each other, and then picked up in beat when they made their way to the stage and linked hands to sing the end.

Next, Santana sang "Valerie" which got the crowd up on their feet. Brittan and Mike killed it during their dance. Afterwards, Quinn was pretty sure they had a good chance at winning.

And they did. Sort of. They tied with the Warblers, which meant they were all going to Regionals.

She and Kurt went off to congratulate Blaine. He seemed really happy about the results, and said that they did amazingly.

"We didn't even have a solo," said Kurt with an eye roll.

"Still. Your group worked well together."

"You should come out to celebrate with us!" suggested Quinn, pulling Blaine over toward their group.

"I couldn't - the Warblers and I -"

"They should come along," said Quinn. "Really. It might be nice to have one night where we call put aside the competition. Because after tonight, we'll be mortal enemies!"

Blaine looked thoughtful, then he nodded. "Ok. Where are you guys going?"

"Pizza place just down the street," said Quinn with a smile.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to ask Wes and David." Blaine left and Kurt hit Quinn on the shoulder.

"You're a piece of work, Hummel," he hissed.

"I just invited your friend out with us," she said sweetly. "What on earth are you talking about?"

Kurt narrowed his eyes at her.

In the end, a handful of the Warblers joined New Directions at the pizza place. The others had taken the bus down to the competition and had to get back. Wes, David, Blaine, Nick and Jeff (who had soloed with Blaine) and also Thad, had driven down themselves.

At first, it was somewhat awkward. The Warblers took their own table, with Quinn and Kurt sitting with them. As time went on and the pizza arrived, things loosened up. Mercedes and Sam joined Kurt and Quinn at their table. Thad decided he wanted to hit on Santana and Brittany and left to go to their table. People mingled. Quinn was glad it worked out, at least.

"See," said Quinn when they finally got home that night. "All your friends love your boyfriend's friends. Things worked out."

"Oh my god, he's not my boyfriend!" Kurt hurried up the stairs to his room and Quinn couldn't stop giggling.

Just because Quinn had decided to give up boys for at least a year after Beth was born didn't mean she didn't look. Or want to be with a guy. She liked being appreciated. It was nice to be someone's girlfriend. It was nice to have a boyfriend.

But really, there weren't that many candidates. Finn was out - really, she wouldn't date him ever again. He would probably be her step-brother if her dad and his mom continued like they were, and he was sorta dating Rachel. Well, they were still broken up, but Quinn was sure they would be getting back together in no time.

Mike, Artie and Sam were all taken. Puck wasn't, or at least, he was still being his usual sleeping around self or something, but Quinn wouldn't be doing that again.

The other guys at school were just…douches, honestly.

But it was getting close to Christmas and Quinn didn't have a boy to kiss under the mistletoe and she didn't realize how much she really wanted that until now.

It seemed like Quinn would be distracted from all this, however, because her dad sat down and told her and Kurt that he proposed to Carole about two weeks before Christmas.

Quinn was absolutely ecstatic - she loved to see her dad so happy. While she missed her mother, Carole was nice and always had been. Really, she was glad that her dad found someone like her.

Of course, living with Finn as step siblings would be too awkward for words.

Of course, Kurt was a jerk and pointed this out.

"How does it feel to know that you totally made out with your step-brother?" he asked after dad had mad the announcement.

"Shut up!"

"Because really, nothing says incest like -"

"We're not even really related!" Quinn said. "And I'm not dating him anymore. Ew."

"Just think, you're gonna see him in his PJ's all the time. Maybe he'll leave the seat up and you'll fall in -"

"Is this payback for me teasing you about Blaine?"

Kurt's smirk was all the answer she needed.

The wedding was two days before Christmas. Kurt was in charge of organizing and decorating the event. It colors matched the holiday in a subtle way. Beside that, New Directions performed for the wedding. "Marry You" to walk everyone down the isle - the girls in red dresses and the boys in nice black suits with green ties and then they all took turns in duets and solos for the reception.

Blaine, to Quinn's delight, came. He stuck close to Kurt for most of the event, talking and laughing. Really, those boys were so in love, it was disgusting. They just had to…see it for themselves.

Finn stood from his place at the front table, where Carole and her dad sat in the middle, Quinn and Kurt on Burt's side and Finn on Carole's, and began to make his best man toast.

"Oh, uh, hi," he said, lifting his glass up. "So there's this thing in Glee were when people get together, they get a name. There's Tike -" he gestured to Mike and Tina. "And Bartie." Brittany leaned over and asked Artie if that was them. He nodded and kissed her cheek. "Today an old name gets a new meaning. Fuinn."

People giggled and Quinn felt her face heat up.

"Quinn, we've been through a lot," continued Finn. "And we're not together anymore, but now our parents are and it's awesome. My mom is happy and she hasn't been, not really, for a while." Carole's eyes were welling with tears and she smiled at her son. "And for what it's worth, I'm looking forward to being your brother. And Kurt's. We might not be the most normal family in the world, but hey, normal is overrated. If there is one thing I've learned from Glee club, it's that."

Quinn smiled at Finn. He was really a nice guy…well, if she had to have an ex-boyfriend, she was glad it was him. And if that ex-boyfriend had to become her step-brother, then she was even more happy it was him.

Finn sang "There She Goes" by the La's, dedicated to her and his mother. The rest of Glee club joined in as she and Kurt sat and smiled, finally being pulled up to dance.

Quinn danced with Finn before going to dance with their parents. Kurt found Blaine and the hesitantly grabbed hands to dance. Blaine even spun Kurt in an adorable fashion.

"You and Blaine looked cozy on the dance floor," said Quinn later, when they were on their way home.

Kurt blushed. "Yes, well…did I tell you that we sang a duet the other day?"

"What!"

"Yes - he asked for help because he needed to practice. It was an adorable Christmas duet and…we sounded really good together." Kurt sighed. "I can't like him, Quinn. What if…he hasn't shown any interest in me."

Quinn rolled his eyes. "If what he's showing isn't interest, I don't know what is." Quinn shrugged. "Maybe you should just go for it, Kurt. I mean, you guys have this really cool thing. You're both guys. One of you isn't the girl, who usually waits to be asked by the guy. It's either one of your moves now."

"I guess," admitted Kurt. "I might…I don't know."

"Only if you feel ready," said Quinn.

The next day, the new Hummel/Hudson/Fabray (Finn said he would be working on a relationship name for them, since that was a little long) family took a flight to Hawaii. A sort of family vacation and honeymoon. The adults got their own room, a few floors up from Kurt, Quinn and Finn's room, for reasons the three teenagers didn't want to think about.

The room that they got was very nice. There was an open area that you first walked into, with one queen bed and a pull out couch. Then there was an extra room attached with another queen, which Quinn took for privacy.

For the next week, the new family bonded and explored a few of the island. Finn went surfing with Quinn, while Kurt watched from under a large umbrella. The whole family took a tour boat and did some snorkeling, which was beautiful. They also went to many, many luaus at night. The food was delicious.

It was a good balance of family activities and allowing everyone to do their own thing. Quinn, for example spent a lot of time at the nearby beach. Kurt liked being poolside, with a lot of sunscreen and a book, and Finn spent his time between the arcade next to their hotel and on a sort of boardwalk where they had lots and lots of food.

One night, when Burt and Carole were off on a romantic dinner or something, Kurt, Finn and Quinn found a karaoke place very close to their hotel, so after dinner they went and decided to goof around.

Quinn and Finn did a silly duet together, then Kurt and Finn. All three of them choose an old Spice Girls song that got lots and lots of laughs from the other patrons.

The vacation was very fun and honestly, therapeutic. Quinn felt better afterwards. She flirted shamelessly with both local boys and other tourists. All these boys didn't know that she had been pregnant last year. They didn't know she was a cheerleader or in Glee club. They didn't know her from Eve - and it felt good.

And in a moment that would surely go down in the Hudbraymel (it was a working name) history books, Kurt and Quinn were had a little place for lunch when two boys who turned out to be brothers walked up to them and offered to by them some drinks (fancy virgin ones, of course).

They quickly found that Damien, the older brother, was straight and immediately started flirting with Quinn, while Drake was two years younger and gay, began to flirt with a somewhat baffled Kurt.

"You're brother and sister?" Damien asked, a smile in Quinn's direction. Quinn giggled, because Drake had scooted closer to Kurt.

"Well, not really," said Quinn. "It's a long story. My dad is here on his honeymoon with Finn's mom - our new step-brother - and Kurt here has been basically adopted by my dad and I for over a year."

"Interesting," said Drake, smiling at Kurt. "You two from the mainland, then?"

"Yes. Ohio," squeaked Kurt.

"Bummer," said Damien. "Land locked."

"Yes. It's beautiful here, though," said Quinn.

"I hadn't noticed," said Damien. "I was looking at you."

Quinn giggled and decided that yes, this was a perfect time to flirt.

"Oh no, D, I've got the more beautiful sort-of-sibling here," said Drake. He leaned over and brought his hand to Kurt's cheek, sliding his finger down it once. Kurt blushed bright red. "Your eyes are beautiful. They look like the ocean."

Damien laughed. "I'm sure he's lovely. You won't blame me for not paying more attention. That really is Drake's thing."

Kurt tried to say something intelligent, but it didn't really work.

The two brothers ate lunch with them. They were really sweet, really, though very cheesy in their flirting. Both kissed them on the cheeks before letting them go back to their hotel. "Have a great time on your vacation. Soak it up before getting land locked again," Damien said.

"Bye Kurt," said Drake with a wink.

"That. Was. Fantastic!" said Quinn, linking her arm with Kurt's. "Oh my god - two brothers, one for each of us - that doesn't happen everyday."

"Oh my god, I'm never flirted with," Kurt said, still a little awed. "Never."

"Well, this isn't Ohio," teased Quinn. "I've seen more than one guy check you out."

"Really?" squeaked Kurt.

"Yes, but really, think of Blaine. What would he think?" Quinn asked in mock horror.

"You're ridiculous," said Kurt, pulling them toward the hotel.

They left the next day. When they returned to Lima, it was to a new house. Burt had asked some of his friends from work, and even a few of the Glee guys, to help with moving in when they were gone.

It was a much bigger house than the one they used to live in. Four bedrooms so everyone got their own, a sort of gaming room where Burt let them have a TV and gaming for Glee get togethers, a fantastic kitchen and a large living room. It was nice to be home, even though home was different.

Quinn got the one bedroom on the bottom floor, which was next to the TV/gaming room. Kurt and Finn had rooms on the top floor, along with the master bedroom. The rest of the day was spent unpacking personal belongings in their room sand rearranging furniture. Quinn helped Kurt get his room just right, and then he helped with hers.

That night, they sat down to their first mean as a family in their new dining room. It wasn't much - just some ordered pizza, since they were all to exhausted to cook - but it was nice.

Quinn looked around the table quietly as the conversation flowed between all the family members. Kurt was telling her dad that he had to get back on his diet tomorrow, since he had been splurging for vacation. Carole told Finn to slow down and that he wasn't going to starve if he took a moment to chew.

It hit her that a year ago, it had just been her and her dad sitting at the dinning room table, which had been much smaller. And really, they only used the dinning room on Friday nights. They would talk about school and work and Cheerios, or whatever was happening. It was quieter. Then, Kurt had been added. He made things fun and exciting. He was always ready to talk and had something interesting to say.

Now, their family gained two more. The small two person family, father and daughter, was suddenly a family of five.

Quinn never thought that would happen. Even with her mom, she had been an only child. She'd always wanted siblings, but it just wasn't something that her mother could do.

Quinn's heart swelled. But now, she had a big family. Because even her mother was there, right now. And Finn's dad, too. They must been watching out for their still living spouses, happy that they had found love again.

"Quinn, eat up, your pizza will get cold," said her dad, breaking her thoughts.

She smiled and took a bite. Burt had turned to talk to Finn about the game that had been on earlier in the day. Kurt and Carole drew Quinn into a conversation about going shopping tomorrow.

Things were oddly normal, in the very abnormal Hudbraymel family.

TBC

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