Wolfgirl15: Alright, sorry for the long, Long, LONG wait. To tell the truth, I haven't had the motivation to write. I would write a couple lines and then closed the computer. In my mind I know where I want this story to go, but I just cannot type it out. I hope you like it.

Remember, I do not own Glee.

It had been two days since Thad had visited and Kurt had his meltdown. He had managed to calm down, and has now allowed his father to leave the room when he was awake, at the moment; his father had left the room to gather some food that wasn't provided from the hospital. He was staring out the window, watching the clouds zoom by. Sometimes they covered the sun and made his room dimmer, he liked it when the sun was out.

"Kurt?" Kurt moved his head from one side to the door. His father was standing there with a bag from a fast food joint. Kurt never like fast food, he normally ate healthy food, something his kidnappers taught him.

"Hi dad," Kurt lifted himself the best he could to sit up as his father made his way over to the side of the bed and rolled the bed side table in front of his son. He placed a package wrapped burger on the table along with some fries and a cup of pop. His father grabbed his own food and placed it beside his son food.

Burt wanted to talk to his son, but he hadn't been able to come up with anything to talk about, after looking at his son and having his back in his life for just over a week he realized that he knew nothing about this boy. All he could remember when the happy little boy he had raised when he was first born.

Now here sat a teenager, his son where he had missed eight years of his life. Here sat a boy who grew up without him. Here sat basically a familiar face in a crowd.

"Dad, are you alright?" Kurt asked after taking a few bites from his burger.

Burt looked over at his son and gave his son a smile. "I'm fine son, you?" he asked, he had to start somewhere.

"I am fine, but I would really like to leave this hospital." Kurt said.

Burt nodded in agreement. "I can see why, we have been here a while."

"We have," Kurt said quietly and moved to look out the window again; the clouds were still racing by.

There a knock on the door and in walked the doctor with a smile on his face looking at the two. "Good afternoon, I am here to deliver some news. Looking at the X-rays and medical files, your hand is healing nicely, and should be able to take the cast off in a few weeks. Everything else seems to be in order and I have assigned some nurses to prepare for your discharge. I just need you to sign a few papers, once that is all filled out, you are good to leave." The doctor told them.

"Really?" Kurt asked and the doctor nodded,

"Yes Kurt, you are free to go home." The doctor replied before handing a clipboard over to Burt.

Kurt replayed the doctor's sentence over and over again. He was going home, and soon. He smiled at his father as well at the doctor as they were going over the discharge papers and soon the doctor was handing his father some papers as well as his new pain medication prescription.

A nurse walked in with a Bin of Kurt's old uniform and a small container containing two pain killers. The nurse helped Kurt off the bed and into his clothes. He looked at his arms and legs, he did not know when he would be wearing this again, he wasn't even sure if he would be going back to the first school in eight years, he liked the classes, the people and most of all the Warblers.

His father had his back turned as he was changing but when he was finished he told his father that it was alright that he could turn around. When Burt did, all he saw was a grown boy in a uniform of one of the best schools that was available to him. He thought it over; could he really make his son leave the friends he had made at his current school, and to leave the best education he could possibly get.

"Dad?" Kurt asked looking at his father.

"Sorry, Just thinking something over." He smiled at his son and walked over to him. The nurse was still there but was holding onto the handles of a wheelchair. "What with the wheelchair?"

"Just for assistance, it has been a while since Mr. Hummel here had been walking around, it is just for his leg." The Nurse told him.

Burt nodded, and asked for his son's cane. The nurse handed over Kurt's cane as well as a container of some of the stuff that he had gathered while he was here. Burt placed the discharge papers on top while slipping the prescription paper in his pocket. He followed the nurse out the door. They got to the reception area and Burt said that he was going to bring the car to the front. The nurse stayed with Kurt as Burt left.

"You must be excited," the Nurse noted.

"A little," Kurt said, he watched as his father walked across the parking lot and got into a medium sized car. In reality, he was nervous; his father had told him everything that changed, the house, his room and even the two new people living in the house.

His father had told him about Carole. He told him how he had met her when he got called out to pick-up a car that was stuck on the side of the road. He told him that she had just picked up her son from school when the car started making a funny noise before the car stalled out and would not start again. Burt also told Kurt how when he first laid his eyes on her, that she was the most prettiest woman that he had ever seen, other than his mother. Kurt always knew that his father did not always have a way with words, but he could see it on Burt's face when he was talking about Carole. He could tell that his father really liked this woman and the more Burt talked about Carole, the more Kurt felt like he would like this woman.

However, he wasn't ready to hear about Finn, When Burt started talking about Finn, Kurt felt sadness and had an unsettling feeling in his stomach. Whenever Burt talked about Finn, Kurt felt like he had been betrayed and replaced. He tried to tune out his father as he talked about watching Finns football games, or how he was male lead in his Glee club, how Finn had a girlfriend named Rachel and how he had someone to watch the games with.

Kurt wanted to tell his father what he felt about Finn, but he did not want to make his father feel sad, or for him to give up Carole. He knew he shouldn't judge someone before meeting them, but Kurt couldn't help but dislike the teen that had taken his place wince he was missing.

"Kurt?" Kurt jumped, he did not realize that he had been pushed out of the hospital and was waiting by the awaiting car.

"Sorry dad, I guess I am just nervous." Kurt said and allowed the nurse and Burt to help him into the car. He placed a little pressure on his bad leg. He felt some pain, he sighed, he knew that if he put all his weight on his leg he would fall down in pain.

Once the nurse and Burt had placed him in the car, he buckled his seat belt and closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Ready to go home." Burt asked after getting in the driver's seat.

Kurt opened his eyes, smiled. "Yeah dad, let's go home." But inside Kurt's stomach was turning.

Not sure when the next update will happen. Like I said in the beginning, I have in mind where I want this story to go, but I cannot type it out without pausing for long periods of time and taking excessive breaks in between. Let me know what you think.