AN: Sorry this isn't a chapter of any importance. Its just a little filler chapter! But the next update will be both soon and long, hopefully :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if I did Kurt would not be graduating at the end of season three. Honestly, I was close to tears when I read that.

Chapter Twenty Nine

1 Week Later

21 Weeks Pregnant

For once, Kurt was alone. He rarely got a moments peace to himself these days, what with Glee and doctors' appointments and baby preparation. Any free time he had, he spent it with Blaine or the girls, sometimes even Finn, who apparently was insisting that Kurt learnt to play video games, because it might make the baby a natural. As much as he loved his friends and boyfriend, it was nice to slip away from it all once in a while. So when an opportunity arose, he took it, sneaking of to the library to go and read his new, and neglected, copy of Vogue.

He settled down at an empty table and pulled it out of his satchel, flicking through the crisp pages before he chose an article to read. Unsurprisingly it was advertising the newest styles in maternity and baby clothes.

After he finished running his eyes over the latest shoe trends, he flipped the magazine shut with a contented sigh. Pulling out his phone, he checked the time and grinned. Still plenty of time to himself. He was about to search the library for a good book, when he heard a tiny cough above him. Looking up, he saw Dave Karofsky, watching him with an embarrassed expression.

"Oh, hey." Kurt said kindly. The jock spoke nothing in return, only giving a small nod of welcome. To Kurts puzzlement, he silently slid into the seat opposite and started glancing round them, throwing glares at anyone who dared to look displeased.

They sat in uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. Dave continued to glance at Kurt, taking in his face, then his clothes, then his stomach. He clearly wanted to say something; his mouth kept opening and closing. He was starting to resemble a goldfish. After a while, Kurt huffed and slammed his copy of Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows shut.

"Listen, Dave, you don't have to watch me anymore if it makes you feel uncomfortable." He said bitterly. He really wasn't in the mood for any drama right now.

"No, it's not that." Karofsky looked taken aback, holding his hands up in defence.

"I just wanted to show that-" Dave took a deep breath. "-I'm here for you."

That took Kurt by surprise! His mouth gaped as he stared at the compunctious jock, who was diverting his eyes away from Kurt. "W...What?" he stuttered in disbelief.

Dave sighed "I'm still going to watch out for you, that's not going to change because you're…" he pointed at Kurts stomach.

"Pregnant." Kurt said bluntly.

Karofsky nodded, slightly uncomfortably. "Yeah, that."

"But why? I'm sure any of the glee guys would be willing to swap. They'd probably prefer it; they're still not comfortable with me hanging round with you. Most of them are still looking for an good excuse to hit you in the face."

Kurt knew he was being harsh, but he didn't care. Despite what he had said, he still hadn't completely forgiven Karofsky for everything he did. One measly apology, although heartfelt, was not enough to cancel out years of relentless bullying and fear. According to the Glee Club, it didn't count at all, so they were all still baying for Daves' blood.

Dave ran his fingers through his stubby hair, which was free of that tasteless bully whips beret. "I suppose I need you around, to show me things are going to get better." He admits, prompting a sardonic laugh from Kurt.

"Better? Seriously? He exclaimed. "I live in a homophobic town where I can't even hold my boyfriends hand without fear of retaliation, most people in this school hate me-"

"But you've actually got a boyfriend, who's kind of hot." Kurt thought his ears were about to implode. Did Dave Karofsky, McKinleys' top jock just call his boyfriend hot? Although Kurt knew he was gay, it was still a little weird to hear.

Karofsky continued talking, like he hadn't said anything strange at all.

"You've got parents who accept you; you've got friends who love you not matter what you do or say. Half of the football team have got your back, and the other half don't dare even look you in fear that they'll get their asses kicked by Puckerman and Hudson. It seems to me that you're doing alright at this moment."

Kurt didn't miss the tone of Daves voice, as he said that. It was wistful, a little resentful. He scanned the room, checking to make sure no one was watching them. Slowly, he edged his hand over Daves, waiting for him to whip it back and scream at him. But he didn't, Dave merely glanced at their hands, and looked heavenwards.

"I take it you're not looking forward to coming out?" Kurt said delicately. This time he did move his hand. He ripped it from Kurts grasp like it was on fire, and glared at him, exasperated.

"Of course I'm not Hummel! What a fucking stupid question!" he yelled. A few heads turned to look at them, before looking away in disinterest.

"You know what I mean…" Kurt replied, not bothered by Daves shouting. Defeated, the jock slumped back in his chair and exhaled sharply.

"Yeah, and you're right. My parents are homophobes and Azimio's no better. He barely even speaks to me now I've kicked the bullying, so this is just going to push him away even more. It sucks to think that with saying one measly sentence, I could lose everything I have."

Kurts heart went out to him, as he realised that Dave was right, he did have it quite good at the moment.

"I'm sorry this is so hard for you, Dave. Is there anything I can do to help?" he whispered, as the boy stood up to leave. Dave thought for a long second before replying.

"Don't ever change. Seeing you makes me remember there's still hope for me yet."


"It was probably the weirdest conversation I've ever had!" Kurt laughed.

Blaine looked over at Kurt incredulously as they sat in Kurts room later that day. His boyfriend was filling him in on the events of earlier with Karofsky, and Blaine was less than impressed. Of course he kept his feelings to himself; it wasn't the best idea to stress out Kurt at that moment.

Kurt shuffled onto his side, his head propped up with his hand so he could face Blaine, who sat a few feet away on an armchair.

"Really? Even more than when Britney tried to convince you there was a monster in her cupboard?" said Blaine jokingly.

The younger boy tilted his head in thought "Hmm, okay that was pretty weird. We ended up camping outside of that cupboard all night to wait and see if it came out for 'something to eat'. Turns out it was just the boiler making strange noises."

They lapsed into silence, focused on their various school books strewn out in front of them. A short while later, Kurt cast aside his French textbook with an agitated sigh.

"I don't know what to do about Dave." He admitted. He looked up at Blaines face expecting to see sympathy. But instead he saw anger and confusion.

"Why should you have to do anything? He's not your responsibility. If I'm not mistaken, we tried to help him before and he slammed me into wall, remember?" Blaine scoffed, focusing his eyes back to his English textbook and away from his shocked boyfriend.

"Of course I remember! But he's changed, Blaine. You can see it in his eyes."

"People like that don't change!"

"Blaine…" Kurt whispered. He reached out and tilted the older boys face towards his own. The anger on his face didn't soften in the slightest.

"Sorry Kurt but he doesn't deserve it! After all that shit he put you through." He yelled.

"You can't be serious! Blaine, we understand what he's going through, we have an obligation to help. Besides, you didn't hear him today, he was miserable!"

"Have you forgotten what happened in the locker room?"

Kurt sighed heavily. "Blaine please don't bring that up!"

"Jesus, Kurt he practically sexually assaulted you! You shouldn't be within 50 feet of the boy!"

"Ummm, what?"

The two boys whipped round to see Finn leaning against the door, one hand raised to knock on the door.

"Finn…..how long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough." If it was any other time, they would have laughed at Finns clichéd response. But right now the boy looked livid. "What exactly did Karofsky do to you?" he muttered darkly, standing directly opposite Kurt.

"Finn, it's really complicated." He tried to explain, or at least tell him gently, but Blaine jumped in first.

"No it isn't."

"Blaine!"

"Kurt?" Finn pushed for that answer.

Kurt took a shallow breath and launched into the conversation. He explained everything what had happened, the kiss, and the threats. Every strange look and touch, they just came tumbling out. By the time Kurt had finished, Finns face resembled a ghost.

"Finn?" Blaine asked the shell shocked boy.

Finns heads shot up, addressing the two worried faces in front of him. "Right…well…what?"

Kurt rolled his eyes dramatically. "He kissed me." His brother gave him a look of contempt.

"I got that, it's just…Karofsky's gay?"

"It seems that way." Blaine nods solemnly.

"Wow, I'd never have guessed that. But Kurt why didn't you tell me? We're brothers!"

"He asked me not to. So you can't let on that I told you, okay?" He discreetly left out how Dave threatened to kill him. Finn looked pissed off enough without that little nugget of information.

"So I can't go punch him then?" Finn asked dryly. A sharp look from Kurt told him the answer was a definite no.

"Anyway" Kurt clapped his hands, trying to diffuse the awkward tension. "Why were you standing outside my door listening to our private conversation?"

Finn looked confused for a moment, and then his face lit up in realisation before falling just as fast. "Oh right. It's actually about Blaine…" His tone was one of regret, and it really bothered Blaine.

"What is it?" he asked warily.

"Dude, your mom called."

AN: I'm back to cliffhangers, sorry! :D Review please!