A/N: This is the last chapter for Summertime, although I will be posting an epilogue and maybe starting a sequel fairly soon. I hope you've enjoyed this story. It's the first fanfic I've written, and I didn't expect anyone to even read it, let alone the positive response that I got. So thank you to everyone who has read it, and especially to the people who reviewed. You guys have helped me so much. Thank you! And as always, I do not own Glee, although I am rather partial to the characters.

Kurt looked at Blaine in horror. Was he seriously considering this? After everything that had happened?

"Blaine, please," his mother said.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I can't decide yet."

"But-"

"I just can't."

Blaine hugged his mother and told her he'd give her an answer soon, then left for Anna and Katie's house. Kurt followed in a state of shock. The boys didn't notice how Blaine's mother's eyes followed them all the way back to the house.

They walked inside, and Katie greeted them cheerfully. "Do you guys want to play Mario Kart?"

"Not right now," Kurt said tersely.

"Kurt-" Blaine gave him a look. How could he be so rude?"

"I'm sorry," Kurt said. "I need to talk to Blaine just now."

Blaine looked apprehensive. "Can't it wait?"

"I don't think so."

Katie looked between the two of them worriedly. "Are you guys okay? Is something wrong?"

"Everything's fine. I just need to discuss something with Blaine."

Blaine sighed. "Fine."

They went upstairs to the loft.

"What did you want to talk about?" Blaine asked innocently.

"You know perfectly well."

"Okay. You're right. I do know. But can't we wait a little to talk about it? I don't know what to say right now."

"I just want to know what's going through your head." Okay, maybe that came out a little harsher than he intended. "I mean, I need to know what you're thinking." Kurt growled in frustration. His words, normally so composed, weren't coming out right. Blaine waited patiently for Kurt to sort out what he wanted to say. "Sorry. Can you please tell me why you're considering going back? I feel like I'm missing something here."

Blaine thought for a little while, trying to organize the thoughts he'd been having over the past few days.

"I guess… there are a few reasons. For one thing, I miss both of my parents. I've never had a fight this big with my dad. And I really want to work it out. I can't stand fighting with anyone, especially my parents. But for another… Kurt, have you thought about how we're going to get home?"

Kurt realized that he hadn't really thought about it all. He'd worried about what they were going to do, but he hadn't come up with any solutions. "I guess not."

"Don't you see? Aside from my problems, we do have to get home. And making up with my dad is really the only way I can see of doing that."

"I understand. But I still don't think we can go back if we're not going to feel safe there."

"And that's why I didn't say yes right away."

"If everything else fails, we can always call my dad. I'd hoped to avoid worrying him, but I'll tell him if I have to. He'll be mad that I didn't tell him what happened sooner, but he'll help us anyway."

"You're right. I hadn't thought of that."

"So what do you want to do?"

"I'll think I'll wait a couple of days to make a decision. See if anything else happens to change my mind either way."

"That makes sense." They smiled at each other, then went back downstairs to play Mario Kart.

Someone was knocking on the front door. Blaine opened his eyes blearily, and checked the time on his phone. Eight? That was acceptable for a school day when you had no other choice, but not for summer vacation, unless there was something really important you had to do.

The knocking grew more insistent. Blaine wondered why no one had answered the door. He looked over at Kurt, who was still fast asleep. They had stayed up late the night before, playing Truth or Dare with Anna and the others.

It seemed that the door still had not been answered. Blaine got up and went downstairs. He opened the door, thinking that it was probably Toby, needing to see Katie urgently for some reason.

Standing on the porch was his father. "Dad? What are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you."

Blaine considered him warily. "What about?"

"I want you to come home."

Blaine moved to close the door, but his father caught it. "Please hear me out."

Blaine folded his arms. "What do you want to say?"

"Can we sit down?" His father looked towards the chairs on the porch.

"I think you can say whatever you want to say right here."

"I want to apologize," his father said grudgingly.

That got Blaine's attention. In all the years he'd known his father, he had never once received an apology for anything his father had said or done. He stepped out onto the porch and sat down at one of the chairs, then looked at his father expectantly.

"You should know Blaine… that it's hard for me to accept that you're gay. I've been trying to deny it for far too long, hoping it was just a phase you would grow out of."

Blaine almost rolled his eyes. He knew that far too well.

"Not because I don't care about you. I do. But when I had a son, I imagined that he'd grow up strong and tall, become a successful lawyer, and one day get married to a nice girl who would be an asset to the family."

He definitely didn't fit that profile. He was good at sports, but he was short, not remotely interested in law, and had no plans to marry a girl. He was quite happy with Kurt, thank you very much. He looked down at his hands.

"I can't change who I am."

"And you shouldn't. Not for me, not for anyone. I'm proud of you."

Blaine looked up in surprise.

"You stood up to me, when it would have been far easier just to accept what I said and go on as we always have." His father took a deep breath. It was obvious that it was hard for him to admit these things. "I'm sorry for what I said, and for not treating you the way a father should treat his son."

"Thank you."

His father held up a finger. "That said, you are not completely innocent here."

He should have known this was coming.

"You never told me that Kurt was your… boyfriend. You let me believe that he was just a friend, and that there was nothing going on between you."

His dad had a point. "I know. I should have told you. And I'm sorry for that. But I had a good reason not to."

"Oh?" His father raised an eyebrow.

"I have a question for you."

"Yes...?"

"What did you think of Kurt before you knew that we were together?"

"I thought that he was a polite young man who seemed like a good friend to you."

"Exactly. I wanted you to get to know him without judging him for something he can't control, before I told you that he was gay."

His father remained silent.

"I love him, Dad. And I want you to at least accept that, even if you don't understand our relationship."

He waited while his father processed this.

"I'll try."

Blaine smiled. Maybe things would turn out okay after all.