We meet again!

As excuses go, I have a good one. My sister had a baby about 4 months ago and I've had to help so much because she's living with me and my mom. So on top of all the fun things I've done this summer I've had to have been taking care of a baby, which is a lot harder then a lot of people know haha.

Seriously no worries though because my best friend is very committed to me writing and has been giving me deadlines for my chapters and will continue to do that so they will be coming quicker and quicker from now on! And I wrote another chapter after this so I hope that kind of makes up for it. My next deadline is Sunday and I'm sure after chapter 6 you'll be itching for it! I really appreciate all of your comments, even the not-so-nice ones. It's really flattering and I really hope you guys will still review and enjoy! :D

The next morning Kurt woke up with an enormous headache and no memory of what had happened the previous night.

He stalked out of his bedroom, hating the birds chirping loudly outside almost as much as he hated himself for going out last night. Before heading to the kitchen where he would no doubt be pouring gallons of coffee down his throat, along with some more water and an aspirin, he checked on Ellie, who, as he had guessed, was sleeping in just as she did every Saturday morning.

After filling the coffee pot with water and starting the machine and taking the much-needed aspirin, he downed the rest of the water, and went to lay down in the living room, where he thought he could pass the time before Ellie woke up by watching TV. He started flipping through the channels, but he really didn't feel in the mood for anything that was on this early. Muting the television, he rolled over on his back and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he was reminded of something...of laying exactly like this, only with a certain beautiful curly haired man sitting above him, asking about things..things he hadn't thought about in years..and he had told this man, this stranger really, everything.

Kurt sat bolt upright, eyes wide and heart beating out of his chest.

No, no this could not be happening. How could he have been so stupid! The first time he drinks in a year and he ends up spilling his darkest secrets to his extremely attractive babysitter!

He's trying to calm down when the buzzer to the coffee maker goes off, startling him. He forces himself up, his head still aching and now it's not just from his hang over but also from the memories of last night. What was still bothering him was that he couldn't quite recall exactly what he had let slip to Blaine. He knew for sure that he had at least told him about Julian...but he didn't know that specifics.

Kurt was just getting his favorite mug out of the pantry("World's Greatest Dad" which his father had gotten him for Ellie's third birthday, which Kurt had thought was very sweet and hardly used any of his other beautifully crafted mugs) when Ellie came running in, holding her favorite stuffed animal of Winnie the Pooh, wearing her favorite pink nightgown. Kurt opened his arms wide with a "Good morning, sweetheart" as she happily fell into them. He picked her up and whirled her around as she giggled with glee.

"Did you sleep good?" he asked, setting her down and leaning against the counter, sipping at his coffee.

"Alright, I guess," she said with a dramatic sigh, perching herself up on the stool and leaning on her elbows.

"What's the matter?" Kurt asked, furrowing his brow and taking another sip.

"Well I don't know if I should tell you because I don't want you to do be mad..." Ellie blurted out very fast, avoiding his gaze.

"Oh Ellie, I could never be mad at you honey, you should never be afraid to tell me anything, no matter how bad it is." he assured her.

"Okay.." Ellie started slowly, "Well I was having a hard time sleeping last night and I heard you come home and...I heard all the stuff you told Blaine about my other dad..." she trailed off, finally meeting Kurt's eyes with a shy gaze.

"Oh honey," Kurt said, putting down his coffee and going around the counter to sit next to his daughter.

"You remember me and you talking about him, right?"

"Yeah I remember you said that he treated you really bad and that you didn't think he would be a very good daddy for me, and that's why you aren't still together." Ellie recited.

"That's right. Now I can't have said much more then that last night, right?" He asked, trying to hide his nervousness.

"Well yes...you said that he hurt you...that he hit you.." Ellie finally said.

"Okay honey, I want you to tell me exactly what you heard me say to Blaine."

"You said that you met Julian in college and that you really liked each other," Kurt nodded, all of it coming back to him, "and then you got married, you had me with a surr-surra-sur-"

"Surrogate," Kurt finished for her.

"Yeah that. And then you started fighting more and then you said that he really did fight with you...or you said that he hit you...and then I couldn't hear anymore. A little while later I heard the front door close and I figured Blaine must have left."

I must have fallen asleep, Kurt thought, feeling a weight lifting off his shoulders. At least he knew where he stood.

"I'm so sorry you had to hear that, princess," Kurt said, hugging his daughter into his lap and resting his cheek against her dark hair. "But I promise that you don't have to worry about anything, I will never let that man get near us, okay?"

"Okay Daddy. But that's not really what I'm sad about," Ellie said against his chest.

"Then what is it, princess?" Kurt asked.

"I was just sad that he did that stuff to you in the first place. I wish I could have been there to tell him to stop."

Kurt's eyes welled up. It was moments like these that he felt the proudest of his little girl. He had no idea where she learned to be so caring, but he had heard enough about his mother and spent enough time with his father to know that it ran in the family.

"That's very sweet of you, baby," Kurt told her, planting a kiss to her hair and then putting her back on her own stool. "Now, what do you say about a visit to Grandpas?"

Ellie jumped out of the chair immediately with a loud "Yes!" and scurried to her room, Pooh swinging behind her as she rushed off to her room to no doubt go pick out an outfit.

Kurt smiled to himself as he pushed himself up and took his coffee into his bedroom to take a much needed shower and get himself ready.

An hour later, the two Hummel's were brushed, bathed, fed, clothed and ready to go. Ellie was in the car, playing with her barbies as she and Kurt set off on the hour-long drive to Kurt's father, Burt's, house.

Once Kurt had decided that he would stay in New York after everything with Julian, Burt had decided that he needed to be closer to his son. He did not, however, find New York as appealing as Kurt did, and neither did his wife, Kurt's step-mom, Carole. So, about four years ago, he and Carole and moved to the closest suburbia to the city so that Kurt could visit without such a long drive and vice-verse. Kurt tried to make it up every other weekend.

Ellie was the first one out the car when they reached Burt and Carole's moderate house in the quietest neighborhood they could find.

"Daddy, come oooon!" Ellie whined. She was wearing her nicest pink dress, with her long hair in pig tails and her princess backpack glued to her back.

"Hold your horses, little missy," He teased as he climbed out of the car, thermos full of coffee in one hand and his darkest sunglasses hiding his eyes from the blinding sun.

"I don't have a horse," was always her retort to this comment.

Kurt laughed as they made it to the door. He knocked on the door and within a few seconds, Carole was standing in the door way, the biggest smile on her face.

Ellie screamed, "Grandma!" And ran into her arms the same moment Carole opened up hers.

"Well look who it is!" Carole enthused, hugging her tight as Kurt caught Burt walking up behind Carole, his arms open.

"There's m' boy," Burt said, smiling at Kurt, who stepped around Carole and Ellie who were now talking excitedly together.

Burt wrapped Kurt up in one of his bear hugs and then proceeded to lead him to the kitchen, where they sat around the table and started to catch up while Carole and Ellie played with Ellie's toys on the floor in the living room.

"So, who'd you go out drinking with last night?" Burt smirked.

Kurt laughed nervously, "How'd you know?"

"Well, for starters you're wearing sunglasses indoors," Burt told him.

"Just some people from work," Kurt sighed, giving it up.

"Uh-huh. You can tell me if you went out with someone, Kurt. It'd be about time. Just as long as it's not some guy that's gonna end up bein' like that horrible son of a-"

"Dad!" Kurt said, signaling with his head over to Ellie and Carole playing and laughing together.

Suddenly Ellie looked up.

"You don't have to worry about Daddy going out with someone bad, Grandpa, Daddy likes my babysitter. But he won't go out with him because of the unwritten laws." Ellie said from her seat on the ground, and then continued playing with Carole, who had a small smile on her lips.

Burt gave Kurt a questioning look. Kurt just shook his head.

They had Ellie's favorite dinner, spaghetti with meatballs, and, after some delicious cookies and milk, she was out like a light. This happened every time they visited so every time the three of them could have some adult time while Ellie slept on the couch in front of the television.

"So, Kurt, what's going on with you and this babysitter?" Carole asked. She asked it in such a way that implied she had been waiting all night to get more details on his mystery man.

"Nothing, really. He's just very attractive and...I don't know, he's really good with Ellie, she loves him. I think it's just her little fantasy that we get together." Kurt explained, his blush giving away more then he wished to tell.

"Oh, he must be really dreamy," Carole whispered to Burt, loud enough for Kurt to hear, who nodded.

"Ugh!" Kurt whined, looking down.

Will no one leave him alone about this?

The subject was dropped eventually and turned into more about his new job and how he loved every single second of it. After about a half an hour, however, he decided it was probably time to get Ellie home and thanked them for having him over, promising to call a lot and he'd see them in two weeks.

They got home around midnight, Kurt putting Ellie into her bed and then getting himself to bed too, but as he walked into his bedroom, he was overcome with loneliness yet again and in that moment he wished for someone to come put him out of his funk, for someone to put an end to this feeling, this need, this misery

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