A/N: IMPORTANT IMPORTANT IMPORTANT PLEASE READ!

Okay guys, I understand that I just posted yesterday, and since you're getting a new chapter today, don't expect anything new until I write more. ;) But there is an actual reason that this is being posted so soon. It's because of you guys! I've been getting so many new reviews lately that I've just been in a great mood for writing. Also, I recieved a review today that alerted me to something that I need you guys to be aware of. I understand that not many questions I've been posing are being answered.

One of the questions in the review was Where is Blaine's mom? I actually had not realised that I completely disregarded the fact that Blaine has a mother since the one chapter where she was mentioned during the fight between the fathers. Blaine's mother does not have a very large role in this, and because of that, she may be mentioned once or twice more. She is just something to push the emotion along, and does not play a part big enough to be mentioned. I know I left you hanging where she was bleeding during the fight, but for the story's sake, I chose to keep the focus on Blaine and Kurt and their fathers. I'm super sorry about that.

Another question was another slip up on my part. What did the doctor tell Kurt's father in the hospital that made him so angry? I guess in my mind I had hinted towards what had happened, but if it was unclear I'm super sorry. When the doctor spoke with Kurt alone, he came clean about the nightmares, and what they were about. Some of that will be explained in this chapter. Actually, most of it. I didn't realise that it was being left out, because I knew that it would come up in a later chapter (being this one.)

And for your last question, regarding what happened to Blaine at the State Ward, that too will come up, but it doesn't play an extreme role. It will be explained however though, so don't fret too much. A lot of questions will be answered in these next few chapters, but I hope this extremely long author's note has clued you in a little bit.

This chapter was slightly heartbreaking for me to write. It hit a little too close to home with me, and that's why it may seem rather strange. But I hope it makes sense to you enough. If not, feel free to drop me a review or PM to let me know! I would love to hear what you're thinking so far. And a huge thank you to the wonderful reader who sent me the review with these questions. Thanks for letting me know!

*Disclaimer: The simple word makes it's point.*

Onto the story! Enjoy!

Blaine and Kurt ended up back on the porch swing. When Blaine tried to reach out to wrap his arm around Kurt, Kurt just shook his head and moved a little bit away. Blaine's face must have mirrored the hurt in his heart, because Kurt was quick to reach out and grab Blaine's hand. He didn't move any closer though.

"I need to get through this by myself. I need to stop using you as a crutch Blaine. These nightmares, they aren't stopping. I know they're keeping you up too. You've got dark circles under your eyes like mine. But I also realize that if either of us are going to get any sleep, I have to tell you what's been going on, and why I'm having nightmares." Blaine nodded and squeezed Kurt's hand.

"I'll still be here. No matter what it is." Kurt nodded.

"Thank you." There were a few more minutes of silence as Kurt tried to form coherent words to describe the horrid dreams. Blaine was patient, waiting. "When I was eight years old, my mom got sick. I don't remember exactly when it happened, but it was like one day she was fine and she was laughing and in the kitchen baking, and then the next the light was gone from her eyes. Dad was crying all the time. I didn't really understand what the big C word meant. Cancer to me was just like a cold. In my mind I guess I thought she would just be sick for a while and then she would get better, and we would probably celebrate by making cookies or something." Kurt got a faraway look in his eyes as he remembered. "It only took a few months. One morning, the day before she died, me and Dad went to go see her in the hospital. She asked Dad to step out for a second and she motioned for me to sit beside her. She couldn't even lift her head off the bed. It was hard seeing her like that, my mother was always the strong one. She was the one I went to when the kids at school picked on me, or when I fell and scraped my knees. It didn't seem possible that there may come a time when I didn't have her." Kurt paused and Blaine wiped the tears from Kurt's cheeks. Kurt sighed heavily and let his mind wander back to that moment, all those years ago…

"Kurt baby, come sit by Momma. I need to tell you something." Kurt smiled and climbed up beside his mom.

"Mommy, when are we gonna make more cookies? We haven't made any in a long long long time." Kurt's smile fell slightly when his mom began to cry. But she was quick to wipe the tears away and smile at her son.

"Kurt, I need you to listen to me very carefully. I've only got a short time left to tell you everything I need you to know, so pay close attention to Mommy." Kurt nodded furiously, even though he didn't' quite understand what his mom had meant by a little time left. "Kurt, you are so strong. Don't ever let anyone tell you to change the way you are because they are wrong baby. They won't always understand you like Mommy and Daddy. But never stop being yourself. One day you're going to find someone who makes you very happy. It may not be the person who everyone else thinks you should be with, but if he makes you happy, don't let them get to you. You're such a strong little boy Kurt, and I love you so much. Do you understand what I'm trying to tell you Kurt?"

"You want me to be happy no matter what. But Mom, what if I don't know if I'm with the right person?" Kurt asked, trying to put the pieces together.

"You;ll know sweetheart. You'll know in your heart."

"But what if I need to talk to you about it? What if I need you? Why can't you just stay here?"

"Sweetheart, I'll always be with you. You may not be able to see me, but you can talk to me whenever you need to. I'll always be there with you Kurt, even when I'm not." Kurt didn't know what to say, so he curled up beside his mother and buried his head in her chest, inhaling the familiar scent. "I love you baby. Never ever forget it." His mom whispered.

"I love you too Mommy."

By now, Kurt had tears pouring down his cheeks. Blaine ignored what Kurt had said before and wrapped the boy in his arms. There were some things that just didn't need to be dealt with alone. Kurt didn't pull away, instead shrinking farther into his boyfriend's arms.

"That was the last time I saw her. Dad didn't want me to see her in the casket. He said that it was better to keep her memory in my mind from a better time, before she got sick. She died the next morning. It's been ten years, but I've never forgotten those words." Kurt whispered.

"She knew at that age that you were gay?" Kurt smiled and chuckled a little.

"I had always been a little more…colorful than the other boys my age. But it didn't matter to her. It took my dad a little adjusting, I mean, I'm sure it was never in his plans to have a son who liked boys, but he came around too." Telling Blaine this much had been extremely difficult for Kurt. It wasn't that it trusted Blaine, because he trusted Blaine with everything. But somehow saying it out loud, the way he was feeling, the back story behind the nightmares, it made it all so real. But it was here that Kurt had to finally come clean about the nightmares.

"Blaine, in my dreams, my mom wasn't nearly as accepting of me. She would call me names, and make fun of me. She hated the fact that I was gay and constantly tried to reform me."

"But you know that she wouldn't have reacted that way. You just told me that she had known from the start what you are. What makes you think in your mind she would be any less accepting of a gay teenager than she was of a gay boy?"

"The bullies. I lied Blaine. I get slushied. I get called names. I get pushed into lockers and pushed down stairs." Blaine looked hurt.

"Why did you lie to me?" Blaine whispered.

"Because I had to be strong for you. I'm used to the homophobia Blaine. I'm used to the constant taunting, and the abuse. You weren't. And being there for you, it helped me. It gave me something to live for. Because I love you. And I wanted to protect you from ever reaching that point of no return like I was at before I went to Dalton. I never wanted you to have to suffer any more than you already had."

"So the bullies, they've been hurting you too? And I didn't notice? How do you think that makes me feel Kurt? I feel like a terrible friend, and an even worse boyfriend!"

"I never wanted to make you feel that way Blaine. I just didn't know how to tell you, so I hid it from you. I focused my energy on you. When I have those nightmares, it was my mother's face, but the bully's words. I knew in my heart that my mom would never had said those things to me, but in a dream it felt so real. You helped. You are helping. Just having you here helps. And I'm so sorry if I ever made you feel like you weren't being everything I needed, because you were all that and more. You were dealing with so much, but the second I called you in the middle of the night you were there. You would drop everything to put me back together, and I guess that's what I wanted to be to you too."

"You are Kurt. From that very first time I told you about my family, to a few weeks ago when we had the showdown with my dad. You've never left. And that's all I could ever ask for." Kurt just held Blaine as both boys cried. "Kurt, please just promise me. No more secrets. When they hurt you at school, before you run to the nurse, run to me. Tell me what's going on. Tell me how much it hurts so I can walk with you to the nurse. When you have these nightmares, wake me up so I can remind you of that conversation with your mom, and tell you how proud she would be of you. Okay?" Kurt sniffled and looked up at Blaine.

"Okay. I promise." Blaine lifted Kurt's chin and kissed him ever so gently on his lips.

"Does Burt know what's been going on? You should tell him Kurt. He's your father, and I'm sure he would know what to do." Blaine hinted.

"I didn't tell him. I think the doctor may have though. When he was talking to me before he let you and Dad in, I told him what the nightmares were about. I think he knows, but he never said anything about it. I don't think he would know what to say. I mean, as much as I can cry and miss my mother and the way things used to be, I know that he's down the hall doing the same thing." Blaine just held Kurt, sighing as they gazed out at the setting sun, wondering how things had ever gotten so complicated.

That night, Kurt had another nightmare. He awoke crying and trembling until Blaine wrapped an arm around him. Kurt fell into his arms and clutched his shirt. Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear to try to calm him down.

"It's not real. I promise you she would have been proud." Kurt nodded and the tears quickly stopped, but he remained awake. Blaine constantly begged him to sleep, holding him and humming softly, but Kurt couldn't, or wouldn't, close his eyes. Blaine finally took his hand and looked him in the eyes. "Hey Babe, do you want to go see her?" At first Kurt looked startled that Blaine would offer such a thing, then the more he thought about it, the better the idea seemed. Kurt nodded slowly.

"Do you mind terribly?" Blaine smiled and shook his head.

"Anything for you." Blaine said, and he had never felt the words so true.

So there it is. The reason that Kurt is having nightmares. I hope it made sense. If not feel free to ask any questions you may have. Hang with me here, we're drawing to the end. Only about fiveish chapters left after this.

Always Remember to Smile!

Olivia