Hey, so I kinda reworked this chapter a little because I think the concept of the story has changed as I have been writing it... I think it is now less that two versions of Kurt switched places and more Kurt went back in time and screwed his shit up.

Also, I apologise because my timeline of events might not line up.

Enjoy :)

Disturbance

2009

Despite his initial unease about being trapped in 2009, Kurt felt at home within the first week, and had become extremely comfortable within the weeks to follow. Sectionals had occurred exactly how he remembered with New Directions moving on to Regionals. The old Kurt had hated feeling so alone, but new Kurt understood took his isolation as an opportunity. New York had felt so crowded and he lived with half the glee club so he had no space. Even his bed he shared, not that he minded his nights with Blaine. He thought those were what he missed the most. But certainly this ordeal would be over soon enough.

In the library at lunch, Kurt used the computers to learn more about how he'd gone back to 2009 but nothing seemed to fit his situation.

"Kurt!?" He looked over at Rachael who was giving him a look of disbelief. "Are you even listening? Regionals are in one week! We need to focus!"

"Oh, it's fine, Rachael, New Directions are going to win." Kurt replied coolly.

"Not if we don't focus! Do you even care, Kurt?!" She demanded. "Do any of you even care?"

"Of course, Rachael," Finn assured her, "He's just being optimistic, right Kurt?"

"Sure."

"Rachael, everybody cares." Mercedes groaned from the second row.

"Yeah, but not all of us are as naturally naggy as you are." Santana spat.

I'm missing nothing Kurt thought, This is just like home but now I think they really hate each other.

Shue interrupted then and brought the club back to the set list. The past week had been strange for him, only because he'd become accustomed to seeing everything with the memory of it having occurred before. The deja-vous had stopped though, and Kurt suddenly realized why...

With his return to 2009 Kurt had the foresight to understand Korofsky, and the self-assurance to ignore him. He'd known better than to follow him into the change room so that unpleasant forced-first-kiss memory could dissolve, and although he did allow for some unpleasant memories to occur as they had originally, there were some he avoided entirely. He'd even demanded Burt and Finn take a break from their wedding dance lessons right before he knew Korofsky was passing so his father didn't need to witness that unpleasantness. That was more for Burt than for him- -he knew changing that would change something in his relationship to Finn, such as the song Finn had once dedicated to Kurt at the wedding, but he couldn't stand seeing the pain and heartbreak in his fathers eyes a second time. He figured this was a mercy to his dad. One of these unpleasant memories he decided to avoid was trying to help the boys beat the girls in the competition. He knew what songs they would do and he knew the results and figured, if this was really time travel, he shouldn't fight to change things. But since he'd never fought to change anything, he'd also never gone to Dalton academy, and without feeling threatened by Korofsky, his father didn't feel the need to transfer him schools.

So this week, Kurt realized, was different because he didn't remember it. He wasn't there.

For the first time since he'd realized he was not in 2014 anymore, Kurt felt himself start to panic. No, he told himself, Blaine will wait for me. But then doubt re-entered his mind and he remembered that Blaine didn't know he was waiting for Kurt, and in the meantime any boy could catch his eye and the thought made Kurt sick to his stomach. Almost sick enough to run out of the class but luckily enough the bell rang releasing them.

.

"Dad, I need to go to Dalton." Kurt said at dinner. Carol and Finn, who had moved in only a few days before, looked at Burt curiously as if he had more insight on the topic.

"Dalton?" Burt repeated curious.

"Yes." Kurt nodded. "Like, Dalton academy."

"You mean that fancy boys school the Warblers are from?" Finn asked curiously.

"Fancy boys school?" Burt asked. "This isn't a gay thing is it?"

"No, dad." Kurt groaned, "It is not a gay thing. It is a bully thing. Dalton has an excellent no bullying policy and I need to go there."

"Dalton." Burt repeated looking at Carol for help. "Is that the one up there in...?"

"The private school" Carol nodded.

"Private schools are really expensive, Kurt, why would you need to go there?"

"Is this for glee?" Finn wondered.

"No, it is to get away from the bullying."

"What bullying?" Carol gasped.

"People have been bullying you?" Burt asked while Finn asked, "I thought you said they weren't bothering you anymore."

"Maybe we should speak with the principal." Carol suggested.

"The principal won't do anything!" Kurt snapped in frustration, less in response to in-term-principal Sue and more in frustration that he'd have to wait longer to see Blaine. Sure, he could find a reason to go to Dalton, but he knew how the Warblers got when they were close to competition and wouldn't be able to get within five feet of Blaine unless he had a proper Dalton uniform.

With that being said, Kurt thought, Blaine did say something in him loved me from the moment he first saw me... maybe I could recreate our meeting. No, he realized then, Blaine was their Rachael, and the Warblers weren't going to let him out of their sights for long. Not while they spent every available moment practicing.

"The principal hasn't dealt with me yet." Burt stated with certainty. "No one messes with me son and gets away with it."

"Burt, I haven't seen anyone bullying Kurt." Finn noted.

"Yeah? And where have you been?" Burt demanded.

"I see Kurt all day long." Finn answered. "If anything, I thought he looked happier."

"That is true, Kurt." Burt mused suddenly. "I've noticed that too. You seem... more complete."

"Well I am not complete and I won't be until I am out of that school!"

"If you don't like your school, there are places you can go before Dalton. I've no doubt it's a good school but that also means their tuition is much higher than we can afford. Plus, you need to give McKinley a chance to help you before completely deserting them." Burt explained. "Besides, I do not know what you kids have been doing at McKinley lately but you've really changed in the past few weeks. You seem happier, more confident... I like that change, so whatever might be going on... to be honest, kid, even if it might suck right now, I think it's been really good for you."

"I need to go to Dalton, dad." He was almost begging.

"No." Burt decided. "That school is way too expensive. I will arrange a meeting with your principal tomorrow."

Kurt groaned and slouched back in his chair. He knew there was no fighting his father on this. Not without him having witnessed the harassment, or without the assault driven depression which had only been lifted by Blaine.

He would find a way, though, he determined. No matter what he had to do.

2014

Kurt was resting on the couch trying to catch up on all the TV series that had come out since 2009 when Sam and Blaine burst loudly through the door.

Blaine held paper bags filled with groceries which he took towards the kitchen counter while Sam marched directly towards the TV which he stood confidently in front of.

"So I think I have figured out this missing memories thing." Sam announced, ignoring Kurts attempts to see the TV from around his body.

"You told Sam?" Kurt asked Blaine.

"I tell Sam everything." Blaine answered from the kitchen where he put away food.

"I feel like I don't like that." Kurt mused.

Blaine shrugged innocently.

"Alright so this book talks about alien abduction and how it can affect memory." Sam continued. Kurt looked at Blaine as if to determine whether or not this was serious. Apparently, it was. "So Kurt, have you been visited by little green men lately?"

"I wouldn't know." Kurt snapped in slight annoyance.

"Right, because they mind wiped you." Sam explained as if he'd really thought of the answer. Kurt looked back to Blaine who seemed impressed by Sam's research, if that was what they would call it. "Or have you seen any portals recently? Spoken to faeries?"

"This is ridiculous." Kurt shook his head and started to stand. "I'm going to NYADA."

"Wait, maybe it's time travel." Sam thought.

"My golly, he's got it." Kurt groaned sarcastically while grabbing his coat and bag.

"Sam's just trying to help." Blaine amended walking towards them from the kitchen.

"Are you going to take me to NYADA?" Kurt wondered. "I don't know where it is."

"It could be like in transference." Sam said as if Kurt was supposed to know what that meant. "Maybe you're your past self right now, and your future self, your self from the now, is where your you self was yesterday."

"What?"

"That didn't really make sense." Blaine agreed.

"It's simple guys, just think about it!" Sam encouraged.

It's a good thing he's pretty.

"If Kurt from 2009 is here, then where is our Kurt? 2014 Kurt?" Sam asked, "There's only one answer. He must be in 2009"

"Alright, but that might not be the only answer." Blaine warned.

"It's not." Kurt decided feeling like he was breathing so hard his heart might explode.

"This means there is only one way to fix this!" Sam decided then stopped, "I don't know how to fix this."

"Is transference a movie? A book?" Blaine wondered.

"It's an area of science a man on the subway was explaining to me on my way home."

"I feel like it's not." Kurt decided.

"It's definitely not." Blaine agreed. "But that doesn't mean you're not on the right track, Sam! We just have to keep looking."

"If doctors can't figure it out, what makes you think we will?" Kurt demanded, his voice was laced with fear.

"I will help you." Blaine vowed. "If we can't figure out how to fix it... I'll help you move forward."

"The only way we can know for sure if it is transference, is if we somehow ask 2014 Kurt in 2009 if he is in fact from 2014." Sam continued. "We'd have to ask him because he obviously didn't tell us or we'd remember, right?"

"Sam..." Blaine breathed.

"I need to go to NYADA today and hand in my papers." Kurt explained in an exhausted tone. "Blaine."

"Oh-I'm coming?" Blaine blinked in surprise before offering a sly smile. "Not that I mind, of course, but I just got home."

"I don't know where NYADA is." Kurt reminded giving him a small look to signify he just wanted to leave.

Blaine understood immediately and nodded quickly. "Let me just change real quick." Then he dashed behind the curtain to their shared room.

"Have you been having strange dreams lately?" Sam continued.

"You look really good today, Sam, did you do something different with your hair?" Kurt wondered.

The distraction worked and Sam began a tangent about his new style methods and interests.

When Blaine returned, he did not walk with confidence. He stumbled slightly, looking around at the floor around him as if he wasn't sure where he was.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked, not sure if this was regular behavior for him. "What's...?"

"Where am I?" Blaine mumbled looking around the room curiously, finally looking up at Kurt and Sam. "Who are you?"

"This might be a problem." Sam mused.