Hey, everybody! I hope you enjoy this installment of Fifteen. We've only got two or three more chapters left to go, I'm afraid, before this wraps up. But never fear! A sequel will soon be here!

Disclaimer: I don't own the song "Rose's Turn," and I'm sorry to every single person who's ever performed that song for being outshone by Chris Colfer's version!

Chapter XXVI: Rose's Turn (Part Two)

"Am I interrupting something?" Burt asked. "I came home to find this note on your doorknob: 'Do not enter under any circumstances. I'm making out with a girl.' And I just thought it was the start of one of your murder mystery dinners."

Kurt felt a little fluttering in the back of his head as faded memories were replaced by vibrantly-colored movies with no emotional content. "I really need you to respect my privacy," he said in a drawl. "Brittany and I were just having sexual relations."

Burt stared for a few seconds, feeling uneasy and helpless. "Kurt, come here," he gestured. Kurt walked toward him, and Burt whispered, "Are you sure about this, Kurt? I don't want you pretending to be someone you're not."

"I've finally found myself," Kurt said breezily, "and it turns out we have a lot in common, like a love for the ladies."

Burt nodded slowly, his confusion not even a little bit alleviated. "Just let me know when you make up your mind," he said finally. "I'm going to do the best I can, but I'm good either way." He was about halfway up the stairs before deciding to play along. "Be careful," he added playfully. "Use protection if you have to."

"Alright," said the Doctor, pointing his sonic screwdriver at the wall. "That should seal the Dalek inside, but the energy from the void is still changing things around here. We've got to get Pearl back." He turned to Sam. "You say she contacted you?"

Sam nodded. "She sent me a voicemail," he held out his cell phone.

The Doctor took it and listened before hanging up. "Someone must have contacted her with his or her phone and given her a voice, just like Puck came into contact with her and gave her a physical form." He tossed Sam's phone back to him. "Come on," he waved to the boy, "we have to find this Noah Puckerman and get back our girl!"

"Does he mean like a burglar alarm?" Brittany asked.

Kurt shook his head and sighed. "Brittany, why did you really offer to come here?"

"I got this text message from the other Blaine's mother, and she told me to keep an eye on you because you would be the most affected," Brittany said casually.

"What does she mean, the most affected?" Kurt's voice was now back to its regular pitch.

"You're around Blaine all the time, and Mike and I grew up on a rift," Brittany said.

"What rift?" Kurt found himself curious, for some reason.

"A crack in reality," Brittany sounded casual, but in her tone was something Kurt could not possibly mistake for ignorance. "It's where two universes that don't go together are forced to touch."

Kurt was suddenly, inexplicably terrified.

Puck was very rarely cornered, but this six-foot golden boy had him pinned to the wall. "I need you to come with me," said Sam.

"Where?" Puck asked.

"To a really hot chick," Sam said after a second. Puck liked older women, didn't he?

Puck smiled. "I'm down," he said.

"Great," Sam nodded for the Doctor to drive Bessie back to Sue's house, where a very confused Puck was made to touch the crack on the wall.

"Now, this should work," said the Doctor, aiming his sonic screwdriver again. "Stay there, Puck!" he yelled as the rift began to widen slowly, slowly, until a woman stepped out.

"Finally!" Pearl smiled. "I was beginning to think you'd never find me."

"Oh, come now," the Doctor rolled his eyes. "Have more faith in me than that!"

Pearl smiled. "I have something better than faith for you, Doctor; I have information. But first, we have to drive Puck back home."

"I like your hands," Brittany said while Tina and Artie stared in shock. "They're really soft."

"The secret?" Kurt smiled. "Duck fat," he said in his heterosexually low voice.

"Seriously, they feel like a baby. Now I know what it's like to date a baby."

"Kurt!" Burt called from behind the "couple."

"Typhoid Mary never had typhoid, she was immune, but the people around her weren't."

"I follow you," the Doctor nodded.

"Mike, Brittany, and Blaine all grew up on the rift. Mike got the ability to see things that are happening in the future, in his universe. Brittany got the ability to see the different realities, but it broke her mind a little. Blaine's immune to rift activity, but every piece of reality he touches is affected. But you know how scarred skin is thicker than smooth?" the Doctor and Sam nodded. "Well, the universe is starting to scar over from Blaine's wounds on reality, and the first piece of reality Blaine wounded after he was sent back was the dumpster Puck and Finn were tossed into. There was a crack so deep under the dumpster that it connected to the void. When Puck was tossed in, the rift sucked out a bit of his existence into the void and, since I was the same species as him, it came to me. Puck gave me an existence, but that existence depended on his being nearby," Pearl said. The Doctor and Sam stared. "I had a lot of time to think after I started existing," she explained. "And the void, Doctor, it holds so many secrets. I didn't get a chance to see all of them."

"You shouldn't want to," said the Doctor. "All that knowledge would burn your mind."

"I know," Pearl was suddenly somber. "Nine died from it; what chance does a lowly human have against it?" Everyone mourned for a silent moment.

"Go on," the Doctor nodded, snapping them out of their sad funk.

"Well, when Blaine contacted me, his existence gave me a voice. That's how I was able to contact you guys and get myself out. But that's not all I did."

"Uh-oh," the Doctor was displeased.

"I couldn't figure out why or how we were sucked in here, but I did think of a way to seal the cracks in reality," Pearl continued.

"Please tell me you didn't," the Doctor almost whimpered.

"I remembered how, the first time I was with you, I got stuck with Carlisle Cullen in England and sang my way back, because I was so desperate to go home?" Pearl prattled on obliviously. "So then I wondered, 'Gee, who might be desperate to go back home as he knows it?' Kurt!"

"Pearl," the Doctor looked very serious. "You shouldn't have done that; we need to go through the cracks back to your reality. How do we stop your plan from coming into effect?"

Pearl paled. "It already has."

"Just go away," Kurt dropped the low voice and the drawl. Brittany left, knowing reality was restored, as Burt walked up with no phone in his right pocket. "You didn't think that I might want to do those things?"

"Carole thought it might be a good idea for me and Finn to spend some time together. We can get together as much as you want, kid, just not tonight," Burt said before leaving.

Kurt started to sing at the shrinking figure of his father before turning and walking toward the hallway with pain shining in his eyes and voice.

All that work and what did it get me? Why did I do it?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background.
Give them love and what does it get you? What does it get you—
One quick look as each of them leaves you!
All your life and what does it get you?
"Thanks a lot" and out with the garbage.
They take bows and you're batting zero.

He looked out at the stage, not realizing his clothes had changed in mere seconds.

I had a dream. I dreamed it for you, Dad. It wasn't for me, Dad.
And if it wasn't for me, then where would you be, Miss Rachel Berry?

Puck saw possibly familiar boy in the halls, racing toward the song with a man and a woman he also vaguely recognized by his side.

Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn? Don't I get a dream for myself?
Starting now, it's gonna be my turn. Gangway, world, get off of my runway!
Starting now, I bat a thousand. This time, boys, I'm taking the bows and

Blaine wasn't sure when his phone had reappeared in his pocket, perfectly fixed, except for the voicemail icon. It said he had two new ones, but he checked and he didn't have any!

Everything's coming up Kurt! Everything's coming up Hummel!
Everything's coming up Kurt! This time for me! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

For me! Mike slumped on his bed. Of course, the one time he tries to use his clairvoyance to cheat on a math test by predicting the answers, those powers would go away. Behind him, he heard a crackling sound and leapt up at the sight of a deep crack on his wall disappearing.

For me! Brittany waved goodbye at the rapidly sealing crack on her wall. It had entertained and confused her a lot over the years, but she was going to be lonely without all those people to talk to.

For me! The garbage truck picked up the contents of an entirely whole dumpster outside McKinley High School, just like any other day.

For me! Sue nodded at her unblemished walls, newly painted the color of blood.

For me! Blaine swallowed and closed his eyes, as if not being able to see the horror his parents were about to unleash on him would make it any less horrifying.

For me! The Doctor, Pearl, and Sam found renewed hope when they passed Emma's flipped door, but it was too late by the time they got into the auditorium.

Yeah! Kurt dived and recalled an earlier conversation with his cheerleading coach.

"No, me, Sue Sylvester," Sue growled. "I just haven't made up my mind about you yet."

Kurt looked thoughtful. "I know who I am," he said, drawing himself up to his full height, "and I'm going to use the Glee assignment of the week to prove it."

"Yeah, you know what, I checked out of this conversation about a minute back," Sue deadpanned. "So, good luck with your troubles, and I'm going to make it a habit not to stop and talk to students, 'cause this has been a colossal waste of my time."

Burt's applause shattered the silence in the empty theater. "That was some serious singing, kid."

"What happened to getting hoagies?" Kurt asked.

Burt shrugged. "We didn't go," he said simply.

"Finn must have been disappointed," Kurt said jealously.

"I told him I needed to spend more time with you. He understood."

"I'm fine," Kurt flashed a fake smile.

"Kurt, I'm dumb, but I'm not stupid. And I have no idea what that song was about, but fine don't sing like you just sung," Burt climbed up on the stage. "Look, we both knew it would be hard to adjust to you being gay."

"Well, I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment," he started to walk away.

"Hey," Burt refused to take any of this crap. And he knew this was crap, even if he couldn't remember which woman told him so. "You know I didn't mean it like that."

"I know, I'm sorry," Kurt's eyes filled with tears. "It just hurts when I see how easily you get along with Finn, and not with me. I wanted you to know that I'm willing to work just as hard as you to make our relationship work."

Burt walked forward. "You don't have to work at anything, Kurt. Your job is to be yourself, and my job is to love you, no matter what. That—and a majority ownership in a tire store—that's all we got."

Kurt's tears dried a little. "I missed you."

The two hugged and told each other "I love you" and the trio silently slipped out.

"I know I did something really stupid, Doc," Pearl began, "but I can't find it in me to regret it."

The Doctor shook his head. "Neither can I," he admitted.

Then Sam saw something that brought such relief that his knees nearly gave out. "Doctor, look at Emma's door. It's still the other way around."

The Doctor's eyes widened. "Whatever drew us here is still active. Kurt's song closed up most of the cracks, but he must not have destroyed whatever is making the cracks."

"So, we still have a chance of getting home?" Pearl asked anxiously.

The Doctor looked at her. "Are you kidding? The TARDIS can get us anywhere," he said indignantly before looking at Pearl oddly. "You seem oddly coordinated for someone who just came back into a corporeal existence."

Sam caught the look that the two older aliens shared and faked a yawn. "I should go to sleep," he said hastily. "Goodbye."

Pearl waited until Sam was out of earshot to whisper, "Sam doesn't die. Something happens, because for a brief moment, I was back in our universe."

"Oh, yeah, that was when I brought the Dalek out," the Doctor shrugged guiltily.

"YOU BROUGHT A DALEK OUT HERE?" Pearl's eyes nearly bugged out of her head.

"I put it back," the Doctor responded meekly.

Pearl seemed to come back into herself. "Fine," she fumed. "But don't do it again, even if I'm stuck in the rift. I'm not worth it, Doctor," she said sternly before walking away.

The Doctor looked at her as she left. "Yes, you are," he whispered.

Mike sat bolt upright. His visions had come back. He wished he knew whether or not that was a good thing.

A text message in the middle of the night? This had better be a matter of life and death!

Oh, it was. He texted his friends on the football team. There was Finn, Artie, Sam. Who the hell is Sam? There weren't/aren't/won't be any blonds on the football team! They texted back that they were on their way.

They stuffed themselves in Coach Beiste's car, armed to the teeth. They were going to clobber whoever dared threaten Blaine, Pearl, and Puck. They got out of the car and were joined by others. New Directions, the FBI, the wrestling team were there.

The door was pushed down and there was a breathless moment when he knew and everyone knew that something was wrong, because it was too quiet, too quiet, all too quiet.

And then it wasn't quiet anymore, because there was a gunshot and a gurgle and a gasp and a girl screaming and screaming and screaming, over and over and over because Sam was dead.

Mike looked at the clock next to his bed and blinked in alarm. Wait, no, 1:58, it read. He must have imagined the 3.

Emma, Will, and Sue walked into each other that night.

"Emma, what are you doing here?" Will asked with concern.

"I could ask you the same thing, Butterface," Sue said, standing up behind Emma. "Hello, Arlene. Have a good night's sleep?"

"Why aren't you home?" Will asked.

"Why aren't you?" Sue snapped back.

Will rolled his eyes. "I-" his eyes widened. "I don't know," he said. "I haven't been home in months, but I don't know why."

Emma looked down at her shoes. "I haven't either." A vision of a man and a boy floated into her mind, but she couldn't place them.

Sue was quiet as well. "I think we should all drive to our individual houses," she said slowly, uncharacteristically quiet. She took a Sharpie out of her bra ("Of course I'm always prepared! I was a Boy Scout when I was younger!") and wrote "Go home" on her arm before passing it to Emma and Will, who copied her message on their arms. (Emma, of course, needed extra convincing, but she did it.)

Silence echoed in the room.

Okay, for those who are confused, a Dalek is a omnicidal metal alien shaped like a peppershaker, and has an eyepiece which can fire laser beams that kill anything and everything. Cybermen are robotized people who have no emotions and want to make everything like themselves. In "Doomsday," a bunch of Cybermen and Daleks invade Earth, but the Doctor sucks them through the void between universes. There's nothing in the void, absolutely nothing. Therefore, no time passes and nothing exists. However, because there's a giant crack in the universe under the dumpster (the first thing Blaine touched that he wasn't supposed to), a little bit of Puck's existence was sucked through, and the species most like Puck in the void is Pearl. And since she started existing again, when Blaine called her phone, the connection between his and her voices let Pearl use her voice again.

I hope that's not too confusing.

Next time, Kurt and Blaine make up and have SEX!