A/N: Here's a little chapter exploring Burt and Carole. There's going to be one more to introduce Blaine into this story, then the whole plot begins with the drama and... Other stuff! Yay! :)
Chapter 3:
"Thanks For The Memories"
Burt thought back over Kurt's life. He couldn't help it. As soon as a teenager finds out the name of their soul mate they are considered an adult. Burt no longer had his baby boy Kurt. When Finn had turned seventeen, Carole was crying like a mad woman for days constantly bringing up points of Finn's childhood. Now he understood why. That was the first thing he learned about Carole actually; when she gets emotional, she gets emotional. Although, it was one of the things he loved about her. They had met when she had brought her car into Burt's garage to be fixed on a cold, dark, Saturday winter morning. They got talking and learned of each other's personalities and pasts whilst happily gulping down hot chocolate. Burt's wife, Elizabeth, had died when Kurt was eight years old. She had been suffering from breast cancer and unfortunately lost the fight. Burt was left heartbroken but had to be strong for Kurt's sake. He couldn't break down. He couldn't be an emotional wreck and let Kurt go through his pain alone. He thought that he never would love again; util he met this angel called Carole.
Carole had been married before also. She was married to a soldier named Carl, who was killed in battle when she was four months pregnant with Finn. She had always wanted someone to love both her and her son equally, but the men she had met weren't good enough or didn't fit the father role properly. Burt was different. He had a strong son who stood up for himself and he, himself, was very sweet and caring with her and Finn. He was her knight-in-shining-armour and Finn's first father, in a way.
The couple dated for about two years and got married on Christmas day in Hawaii. The wedding was planned by the then thirteen-year-old Kurt who had admitted to having dozens of wedding magazines stuffed under his bed. He was assisted by Finn who was fourteen at the time. Finn was, of course, forbidden by Kurt to make any big decisions. He was put in charge of napkins and ice. It was a beautiful ceremony. The aisle was covered with scattered flower petals that were all different shapes, sizes and colours. Flower pots were placed all over the venue, especially on both sides of the aisle, which housed pink and yellow roses. Sweet violin music was playing in the air and the stained glass windows nearly reflected onto the wooden floor like the moon on the sea when the the beams of sunlight shone through. It was one of the best days of Carole and Burt's life. The day they would connect the Hummels and the Hudsons to become one big family. It was perfect.
They were Kurt's inspiration in a way. They proved you didn't need a soul mate to be happy in a relationship. After all, Carl was Carole's and Elizabeth was Burt's. Carole and Burt were the most perfect couple in the eyes of Kurt. People would certainly talk that a "proper marriage" (one between soul mates) wasn't taking place, but they were still happy that these two broken souls were now becoming whole again. Proof that there is still some hope left in the world. It's not a soul mate that makes you happy - it's a person. True that different people's bodies react differently to finding soul mates, but love is bigger than fate. Love is love.
Many days flew from Burt's memory as he sat at the kitchen table and nursed a cup of coffee that was going cold. The day that Kurt said his first words, took his first steps, Kurt's coming out announcement and Kurt's first football game. The best one was when he had held that gorgeous baby for the first time and was greeted by the infant's glasz eyes. He thought he couldn't get any more perfect, but he's constantly being proven wrong every single day as Kurt grows and changes for the better. He will always be that calm blue-eyed little baby he held in the hospital, seventeen or not. Forever. He would always be there to support his choices in life and that was a promise he was willing to keep until he was buried six feet underground.
Meeting your soul mate is a always different experience for different people. There have been reports of people fainting, running away, etc. but it's not that person's fault. It's all to do with chemicals. Your bodies are designed to act a certain way towards your soul mate. Every person has their own reaction. Some have the desire to pounce on them and kiss their face until it's pure purple, others want to pull them into a closet and have sex with them right then and there and some just want to go out on a date to get to know their suitor. The way the human body works is amazing. It's amazing that we can be all so similar, but all so different. Weird.
A/N: Thanks for reading guys! Please review! :)