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The Reunion

Chapter One: Fights, Flights and Family

Tension. It was surrounding them. Kurt could feel it. They weren't the same anymore and it broke his heart. The damage had been done, there was no going back now. He had made this happen. It was his fault.

"I-I'm sorry." His voice sounded distant, muffled. Cold hazel eyes stared into his blue-green ones. Pain clenched at his heart.

"What are you sorry for Kurt? Huh?" Blaine's voice was ice, sharp and cold. Kurt gasped, his cheeks warming as tears blurred his vision.

"I-I didn't mean to…um…" Kurt paused feeling a lump form in his throat.

"You didn't mean to break my heart? Well it's too late now, Kurt. What's done is done." Blaine looked worn-down, depressed and just sad. It hurt Kurt to look at him, knowing he was responsible. "Why did you even come? You hated Dalton." That wasn't true. Kurt had loved Dalton and the friends he made there. He just needed to leave. He needed to go back to McKinley. He thought Blaine had understood that.

"I d-didn't h-hate Dalton."

"Really? Seemed that way to me. You were always complaining."

"N-n-no I-…"

"Save it. I don't even know why I'm talking to you right now. I must really like hurting myself." His words hit Kurt like a slap in the face. He shouldn't have come. No one wanted him here.

"I-I'm so sorry. Really so s-sorry. I-I m-mean it. I n-never meant t-to h-hurt you." Kurt started backing away from Blaine. He couldn't do this. He had to leave.

"Well, you did." Blaine shook his head and turned away.

Salty tears freefell down Kurt's cheeks. Words choked his throat as they tried to escape. This was too much. He could hardly breathe.

"'m s-so sorry" Darkness fell around him. He felt like he was suffocating. It was all his fault.

.

A strangled gasp left Kurt as he awoke. Hot tears burned his cheeks and wiped at them with shaky hands. 'It was just a dream. Just a dream.'

A soft knock came from the other side of his closed door. "Kurt are you up yet?"

"Y-yeah just g-give me a minute." Kurt said weakly, jumping up from his bed and rushing towards the mirror. "Ugh." His hair was a complete disarray and his cheeks were red and blotchy. It would take him at lease an hour to remedy this disaster. Kurt jumped as his door slammed open.

"You're stuttering." Elizabeth said suspiciously, her eyes narrowed, as she let herself into Kurt's room.

"N-no I'm n-not." Kurt winced and rolled his eyes. Shit. She knew him too well. Kurt avoided her glance and headed toward his bathroom. Pulling his skin care products, he got to work.

"Yes you are. You only stutter when you're upset. What happened? You were fine last night. Did you change your mind?" Elizabeth asked worriedly watching Kurt smear white cream on his cheeks.

Had he changed his mind? It was a little too late for that. "No and I don't want to talk about it." Kurt snapped, slightly annoyed at his best friend's ability to ask the questions he didn't want to answer. Right now he had a crisis on his hands he couldn't think about that nightmare.

"Fine. We'll talk about it later. There's some breakfast in the kitchen. I need to finish packing. We leave at noon, be ready." Kurt nodded, already knowing she wouldn't just forget it. Sneaking a quick glance at the clock he figured he had just enough time to make himself look good, eat breakfast and finish packing. Good.

….

Six suitcases. Perhaps that was a bit much but Kurt had to be sure he looked fabulous for the reunions. Elizabeth would probably mock him for this but he figured it was necessary.

"Are you ready yet? I called the cab and- you're not serious, are you?" Elizabeth said walking into Kurt's room.

"Yes, I am." Kurt said, annoyed. Six suit cases wasn't that bad. He could have packed eight.

"No, you're not. Be realistic, Kurt. We can't carry all this." Elizabeth said waving her hands at the suitcases lined up on the floor.

"We can try." Kurt said, hopefully.

"No, Kurt. Just no." Elizabeth said scrunching up her face.

"Come on."

Elizabeth just stared at him blankly.

"Is that a yes?"

Elizabeth sighed and shook her head, leaving Kurt and his suitcases alone. This was going to be a long day.

"Ugh. God. My arms are on fire. This is all your fault." Elizabeth said, exhaustedly, while waiting for their plane to board. Carrying five huge suitcases through a crowded airport had to be the most ridiculous thing she'd ever done for Kurt.

"Sorry." Kurt said with a small smile and a shrug.

"Ugh. You owe me big time, Kurt Hummel." Elizabeth growled in frustration at his lack of sympathy. He was so lucky to have her. No one else would put up with his crazy.

"Sure I do, sweetie." Kurt said, laying a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"There's nothing you can do that can't be done. Nothing you can sing that can't be sung. Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game It's easy."

"

What is with you and the Beatles?" Kurt said rolling his eyes as he watched Elizabeth fish through her purse for her phone.

"They're timeless and wonderful." Elizabeth said while taking out her phone and opening it. "Hello?"

"Lima, Ohio. You're going to Lima freaking Ohio."

"Uncle Jack?"

"Are you abandoning anyone else right now?"

"Oh my god. Are you serious? I left that message two weeks ago. I'm about to get on the plane and you call me now?" Elizabeth asked in disbelief.

"For three weeks. You're leaving me for three weeks. What am I suppose to do?"

"You'll live."

"How can you just leave your poor old uncle like that?"

"Look, I'll make it up to you. We have can a movie night when I get back. I'll even bring Kurt. You like Kurt."

"I do like Kurt…fine we've got a deal."

'Flight 222 is now boarding…'

"Good. Now, I've got to go. I'll call you when I get there, old man."

"Miss you already Lizzy. Have fun with Kurt. Tell him I love him more than you."

"I am not telling him that." Elizabeth said rolling her eyes.

"It's okay. I already heard." Kurt said with a grin.

"Whatever. Bye."

"Wait."

"What?" Elizabeth asked, slightly exasperated.

"Love you."

"Love you too. Now really I have to go. Our plane is boarding."

"Okay. Okay. Bye."

"Bye." Elizabeth said, closing her phone. "You ready to go, Mr. Hummel?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." Kurt sighed and stood up adjusting his messenger bag.

"It'll be fine, Kurt. You'll get to see all your old friends again. And you'll get to gloat about how much of a star you are." Elizabeth said with a grin, standing up too.

"That is true. I do like gloating." Kurt said nodding.

"Trust me, I know. Now come on. We've got a plane to catch." Elizabeth lopped her arm through Kurt's and they headed towards their gate.

….

"So, this is Lima." Elizabeth said as she and Kurt picked up their luggage from the conveyor belt.

"This is the Lima airport. Yes."

"Quaint."

Kurt scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Yeah, right. If by quaint you mean outdated and tiny." He said while heaving one of his suitcases onto the floor.

"Excuse me, Mister?" A small shy voice said from behind them. Kurt turned to see the cutest little boy, about six or seven, with big blonde curls and bright blue eyes.

"Yes?" Kurt asked, slightly bewildered. Was this little boy lost?

"Can I- Can I have your autograph?"

"My what?" Kurt asked, shocked, looking at Elizabeth for a conformation that he had heard right. Elizabeth shrugged with a small smile on her lips.

"Your autograph. My- My mommy took me to see one of your plays in-in New York and you were real real good. I wanna be just like you when I grow up." The little boy said shoving a picture of Kurt at him.

Kurt stared at the picture for a minute in awe before Elizabeth nudged him. "Oh sorry. Hmm, Sure. What's your name?"

"B-Ben." The little boy said staring up at Kurt through his long blonde eyelashes.

Adorable. Absolutely adorable. Kurt could hardly stand it. This boy was just too cute.

"Okay, Ben." Kurt said as he scribbled an autograph on the picture of himself. "Here you go, sweetie."

"Thank you." Ben said politely, taking the picture from Kurt and then running off.

"Oh my god, so cute" Kurt gushed, watching the boy run to a women with loose blonde curls.

"I know. I want one." Elizabeth said pouting slightly.

"Yeah, you should get on that. Now come on and help me Dad's probably here by now." Elizabeth rolled her eyes but helped Kurt heave the bags onto the floor anyway.

"No it's a left up here not a right…no, no a right turn…no…um maybe it was left…I think we just missed the turn." Burt Hummel loved Carole Hudson- Hummel. He really did. But boy did she have a horrible sense of direction and right now wasn't the time for that. "I'm- I'm sorry, Burt. This area is just so unfamiliar to me and these directions aren't clear. It you turn into that parking lot we can turn around try it again."

"Hand me the map, Carole" Burt said once they made into the parking lot.

"But I-I can do it really. Just let me try again." Carole said pouting and clutching the map to her chest.

"You, my dear, are horrible with directions. Now, hand it over. We don't want to be late picking up Kurt and Elizabeth." Burt said, trying to hold back a laugh at Carole's frown/pout.

"Fine." Carole said with a sigh, handing over the map. Burt took a quick glance at the map and started driving again. "It shouldn't be that easy for you." Burt just shrugged and laughed.

"Dad! Over here, Dad! Mom! Over here! " Kurt yelled waving his hands in the air. They were still standing by the conveyor belt, not daring to pick up the bags until they saw Burt and Carole for themselves.

"Kurt, they can hear you. The whole airport can hear you. See look, they're coming over." Elizabeth said with wide eyes as Kurt continued to wave his hands in the air.

"Dad looks so good, doesn't he? Carole takes such good care of him. God, I've missed them." Kurt said beaming.

"Your dad does look good." Elizabeth said waggling her eyebrows at him, before cracking a smile.

"Ew. Just gross." Kurt said disgusted, rolling his eyes. Elizabeth laughed at his expression.

"What's so funny?" Burt Hummel asked as he and Carole approached the two.

"Dad!" Kurt said excitedly, practically jumping into his fathers arms and hugging him tight.

"Whoa there buddy, I'm not as strong as I used to be." Burt teased, smiling down at his son.

"Yeah. Brittle bones and all that. Comes with aging, I hear." Carole smiled watching the pair. Elizabeth giggled.

"Hey, there. I'm not much older than you." Burt said, turning to Carole with a look of mock-hurt.

"Women age more gracefully than men." Carole shrugged.

"I wouldn't worry about it Dad. Elizabeth thinks you look pretty good." Kurt said sticking his tongue out as her.

"Should I be concerned?" Carole asked, turning to Elizabeth.

"I was joking." Elizabeth said, shaking her head at Kurt.

"So, I don't look good?" Burt asked, pouting.

"No… I mean yes… I mean…never mind. I hear it's a pretty long drive to…wherever you guys live. We should get going." Elizabeth said grabbing as many bags as she could and heading towards the door.

"Home sweet home." Kurt said as they pulled up to his old home.

"It's so cute." Elizabeth said, smiling at the house.

"Yeah, it is." Kurt nodded, smiling too.

"Well it's much cuter on the inside. So let's go in. This heat is killing me." Burt said wiping off his sweaty forehead with his hand.

"Okay." Kurt said, grabbing a couple of bags and heading to the door. Kurt opened the already unlocked door and then screamed as confetti was thrown directly in his face.

"Happy Homecoming!" Noah Puckerman boomed, a huge grin on his face.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. I can't even-" Elizabeth said before bursting out into laughter. She had been right behind Kurt when they were walking up the stairs and the look of shock on his face when it happened…It was just too good. However this guy was, he should be rewarded. Incredible. Elizabeth's laughter was apparently infectious because Carole, Burt and Noah started laughing too. Kurt was the only one who didn't find anything funny about this.

'What a sweet homecoming indeed.' Kurt thought seething.


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