Halle and Tyler were both very quiet the next morning, and Kurt became a little worried about them. He had tried to make conversation with them, but all he got were short answers and it worried him. He knew that they were in a strange place, away from home, surrounded by strangers, and faced with imminent danger, and on top of that, had their mother taken from them.

Kurt knew they had to go through their grieving process alone, it was only the two of them that knew their mother, and nobody would ever try to push them to get over it. Kurt knew very well what losing a parent felt like. He lost his mother when he was young, then his stepmother later on, you never get over it, not really, but the pain gets easier to deal with in time.

They didn't have much time though. This he knew. His father had spoken to the high council, and they had agreed on a celebration of Halle returning to them. But looking at the children now, Kurt was worried that the celebrations would affect them both in a negative way.

He needed to talk to his father.

He made sure the children were eating breakfast, and Blaine stayed with them while he went to see his dad, hopefully Burt could give him some insight about what he could do to help.

His father was in his office, speaking to the council again in the mirror on the wall, and Kurt silently sat and waited for him to be finished. His father never minded him sitting in on private conversations, they never kept anything from each other anymore. So whatever Burt knew, Kurt knew.

"It doesn't matter, I don't think these kids are ready yet," Burt said as he heaved a sigh and rubbed his chin, "they lost their mother in their world, and now they need time to adjust. Plus I need to sort out security for the castle first."

"We understand that this is a trying time, Burt," a voice said and Kurt recognized it as Colgar, a wizard and a very old friend of his father's, "but the fact stands that Halle is here now, we need to give the people something."

"All I'm saying is to wait a little while." His father pleaded with them, but Kurt knew that once the council makes a decision, nobody elses opinions change their mind.

"Burt, we never make decisions lightly," a female voice added, Selvia, a Lechvian, which is a species of humanoid with fairy blood, but not quite part of the fairy kingdom, "the council decided that to hold off any longer would be detrimental, the people need a reason to celebrate, and god knows it's been too long."

"Plus, the danger facing them at the moment, it would spread a message of hope, for the rest of the world to fight back against the evil. We have given all the reasons we could to try and postpone it, but it was put to a vote and the celebration will go ahead next week as planned." Colgar added and then Burt sighed and nodded.

"Fine...I guess I'll have to prepare security as soon as I can." He replied and they both nodded solemnly in the mirror.

"We're sorry Burt, we did try." Selvia told him and Burt smiled at them both.

"It's ok, I know you did."

"We shall see you soon." Selvia said with small smile of her own, her light blue skin shimmering in the mirrors surface.

"Bye Burt."

As the image faded, Burt turned to Kurt with a small frown. Kurt shrugged.

As his father sat in the chair, Kurt stood and made his way over to him.

"Don't worry dad, we'll make sure they're ready, but I needed to ask advice." Kurt said and his father raised his eyebrows.

"You're asking me for advice? You haven't needed my input for years, centuries even, what's changed."

"It's the kids," Kurt said as he sat on the desk and Burt nodded in understanding, "how do I help them?"

"Help them with what?"

"Grieving. I know they are missing their mother, and their home, but how am I supposed to help them?" Kurt said a little helplessly while crossing his arms, and Burt patted his knee slightly.

"There's no right and wrong with kids, just listen to them if they want to talk, feed them when they're hungry, make sure they're safe," Burt explained and Kurt shook his head slightly, "that's all you can do, I'm afraid. Just make it as normal as possible for them."

"But it's not normal, they're in a different world, and soon they'll be thrust into the spotlight, and I'm just worried."

"That's what parents do, we worry about our kids all the time." Burt said up to him with a smirk and Kurt paused to glare at his father.

"I don't-"

"Don't give me excuses, I know you Kurt," Burt interrupted him and Kurt continued to glare at him as Burt chuckled, "You don't think I see how much you care about these kids, but I do, I know you do."

Kurt looked down as his father went on.

"They mean a great deal to you and Blaine, I can see it, you may not realize it yourself yet, but you're slowly becoming a parent, and it's such a great thing to see." Burt finished with a small smile, and Kurt stood and walked back to the door.

"Well, thanks I guess," Kurt said as he stopped by the doorway and looked back at his father with a small calculating look, "but dad, I'm not a parent."

As Kurt disappeared, Burt chuckled to himself.

"In time you will be." He said to himself and then began preparations for the security for their celebration.

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Halle was smiling when Kurt walked back into the kitchen, and he soon found the reason why, he rolled his eyes as Blaine ran around the table in canine form, skidding around and around the floor, and Halle was softly giggling at him being silly.

Kurt found himself smiling at his mate's antics.

Blaine had always been one for children. Kurt really hadn't himself. He had never planned on ever having children of his own, he was completely lacking in the skills needed to take care of babies and toddlers.

But he knew Blaine had longed to be a father, but resigned himself to be childless for Kurt. He hated that he was taking away something from Blaine, but Blaine had always told him that he was just happy being with Kurt.

Somehow, Kurt wondered if that was ever true. He knew Blaine loved him but to spend a lifetime with someone and not have anything to show for it, no family, no lineage. It must still hurt.
He remembered the conversation about children years ago, one he still remembered. It was about a month after their mating ceremony, his father had been talking to them about different aspects of married life, and he had brought up children. Kurt had completely frozen but Blaine had just smiled and told him that he would love to, someday.

That night, Kurt had to explain to his new mate, that whether or not he would be good at it, it didn't matter, because Kurt never wanted them. It had taken Blaine a moment to process that Kurt had been serious but then he just smiled in understanding and told him that it was ok. But Kurt never believed him.

*Flashback*

"-it was usually Kurt's mother who would be up all night, tending to all kinds of illnesses that Kurt had. Nightmares, colds, phobias, fevers, everything. I was never any good at it myself, Kurt never really came to me when he felt bad or was scared of anything," Burt had been in the middle of telling tales from Kurt's childhood to Blaine, while Kurt rolled his eyes and kept batting Finn's hand away from the plate of still cooling cakes, "but he had to come tome when she died."

"That's not true dad, I came to you plenty of times with other things."

"I know but it was always your mother when you were frightened, don't deny it."

Kurt just shrugged.

"It would be amazing to have a little pair of feet running around the place again." Burt had said in a teasing tone, but Kurt didn't find any amusement in it.

He froze solid.

"You averse to having kids, Blaine?" Burt carried on to ask him and Blaine laughed.

"Sure, I always thought about it, but it never seemed the right time for family." Blaine replied and Kurt suddenly felt a little sick.

He stood and excused himself to the bathroom, the rest of them carried on talking.

He nearly had a panic attack when he was alone, feeling everything close in on him, the guilt of the situation choking him. He hadn't ever talked about the future with Blaine. He loved him, and he wanted to be with him, that was all he thought about.

But how can he be so cruel. To deny Blaine the chance of children just because he never thought about them himself. Blaine was so sweet, and strong and kind, he would have made a great father. But sadly, Kurt never wanted to be, so eventually the conversation was going to come up.

He just hoped it wouldn't hurt Blaine as much he thought it might.

"Hey," Blaine's voice came behind him as he walked into their bedroom later that night, "you disappeared after dinner, something up?"

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and placed his chin over his shoulder, but Kurt squirmed and removed Blaine's hands from his waist and moved away.

"Erm...I think we need to talk." Kurt said quietly as he sat on the bed, and Blaine's face took on a look of confusion, and then he shrugged at sat down next to Kurt.

"Ok." he said and Kurt placed a hand on the bed, palm facing up, offering to hold Blaine's, and he took it happily.

"Blaine, what my dad was talking about earlier, about...kids." Kurt started and Blaine nodded but remained silent as Kurt continued, "erm...I know we never had this conversation before...and I'm sorry if it affects our relationship, but- I-erm, I don't want to have children."

Blaine's eyebrows went down a little and he paused as he looked at Kurt's face, gauging if he was being serious. His eyebrows rose again as he continued to stare, and his eyes took on an understanding gaze, and he nodded softly.

"Ok," Blaine told him and Kurt frowned a little, "it's ok...we didn't talk about it, you're right. But it was only a thought. I love you, I want to be with you. It's ok."

"Really?"

Blaine nodded with a smile, but Kurt couldn't tell what he was feeling, he couldn't see any hurt. But he guessed that there was some, and Blaine was very good at hiding it, if he was.

*End flashback*

Kurt hadn't anticipated their life turning upside down like this. And now he didn't know what to think. he only knew one thing, he was determined not to mess these kids up.