I am so sorry for the wait! Ugh I am a terrible person. I've just had a huge research paper and a bunch of homework to do and just sighs. Anyways, here's chapter 3!

Disclaimer: Glee is not mine. So yeah.

The next morning, Kurt woke with a crick in his neck and his legs cramped. He glanced down towards the other end of the couch and saw Blaine spread out over the arm and his legs splayed over Kurt's. For someone so tiny, he sure took up a lot of space, he noticed with faint amusement. He gently extracted himself and got off the couch, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He went over to where Rachel lay on the floor, passed out and oblivious to the world.

He shook her awake and said, "Hey, Rach. 'M gonna head home now." Rachel acknowledged him with a grunt and a roll to her other side, immediately falling back asleep. Kurt sighed and went upstairs to gather his stuff. On his way back downstairs, he ran into Hiram, who was just leaving his bedroom.

"Mornin' Mr. Anderberry," Kurt mumbled sleepily, smiling at him. Hiram smiled back.

"You know you can call me Hiram, Kurt. You practically live here most of the time. I think we've reached that point." Hiram laughed, Kurt chuckling along with him. "So are those two still sleepin'?"

Kurt rolled his eyes and said jokingly, "When is Blaine not? And enjoy Rachel's silence while you can. It won't last for long." Hiram laughed and clapped Kurt on his shoulder.

"So are you headed off home, then?"

"Yeah, my dad wanted me to help out in the garage today, and then I've got to get to Cheerios practice. Coach is drilling us extremely hard lately since Nationals are coming up," Kurt explained. Hiram gave him a look and said,

"Well, don't let her overwork you kids. Have a good day anyway, and thanks for keeping the devil's spawn out of my hair for a while."

Kurt and Hiram laughed and said their goodbyes. Kurt walked out of the house, went up to his Navigator, and opened the door and sat in the drivers' seat. He put his key in the ignition and started the car and then pulled out of the Berry's driveway and headed home.

"Dad? Are you home?" Kurt called as he walked through his front door. "Dad?" He called a bit louder.

"Yeah, bud, I'll be right out!" Kurt heard his father call from his bedroom. Kurt went upstairs and changed into his work clothes. Ten minutes later found Kurt and his father in Burt's truck on their way to Hummel's Tires and Lube.

Kurt went to the office where he usually worked and began sorting more paperwork while Burt welcomed and customer and brought their car in to work on it.

Kurt was just finishing up the paperwork when his phone buzzed, signally an incoming text.

From Rachel:

Hey Kurt! Um, someone scratched… a certain word into the side of my dads' car so we're bringin it in. We'll be there soon! See ya!

Kurt sighed and rubbed his hand across his face. He felt bad for the Anderberry's because they were the only openly gay couple that was well known in town. They were usually well liked as separate people, but people tended to get uncomfortable when both Hiram and Leroy were together. And then there were people who were blatantly homophobic and openly expressed their dislike.

Kurt sighed again and typed out a reply.

From Kurt:

Alright, I'll tell my dad. Tell your fathers that I'm sorry this had to happen and it's no problem to fix it. I'll even throw in a discount. See you soon.

Rachel's reply came less than a minute later, saying:

From Rachel:

Thanks Kurt. They said they appreciate it. And I hope u don't mind but the annoying hobbit is tagging along.

Kurt laughed at Rachel and replied:

From Kurt:

Hey, you're one to talk! I'm pretty sure you're shorter than him- and he's two years younger than us!

Kurt laughed again, imagining Rachel huffing and rolling her eyes (which she probably was).

From Rachel:

Hey! Not fair. I'm not short, I'm just… a little vertically challenged. However, at least my height doesn't affect my talent! In fact, I may have more because of it! So hah!

From Kurt:

Sure, you keep telling yourself that.

From Rachel:

I am rolling my eyes at you, just so you know. And I'll have you know, I AM more talented than anyone in Lima, so if you want me to help you when I'm famous and you're in need of a job, you better start being more nice to me!

From Kurt:

Not happening anytime, Berry.

Technically, Rachel and Blaine's last name wasn't really Anderberry. You see, Leroy's last name was Berry, and Hiram's was Anderson and when they were married, their names became Leroy and Hiram Anderson-Berry. However, to shorten it, they both decided to use Anderberry.

Rachel prefers being called Rachel Berry, and Blaine liked Blaine Anderson. So it stuck.

From Rachel:

You'll see. And you will regret this, mark my words.

From Kurt:

Consider them marked.

From Rachel:

Ha-ha. You are so funny.

From Kurt:

Thanks, I try.

From Rachel:

Your sarcasm isn't appreciated or needed, Mr. Hummel. Btw, we're almost there. Ttys!

Kurt tossed his phone back onto the table and got up, stretched, and went out to see where his dad was working. He spotted him bent over a car in the back of the shop, so he made his way over. When he got to his dad, he said, "Hey dad, the Anderberry's are coming in soon. Someone scratched their car." His dad looked up from the car, a curious expression on his face.

"Who did it?"

"They don't know. Someone probably just accidentally did it by opening their door and hitting their car," Kurt lied, feeling someone guilty. "I'll take care of it, and you just continue with this car."

His dad looked skeptical for a second, but then he nodded and said, "Alrighty, bud. But come and get me if you need anything."

Kurt nodded and walked off. The reason he was lying to his dad was because he didn't want him to worry over something that wasn't that big of a deal. Knowing his father, he would have pitched a fit if he found out, even if the Anderberry's were ok with it. Even though his father and Rachel and Blaine's fathers didn't talk much, he still cared enough about them and he hated the hate towards the gay community anyways, regardless of who it was.

He was just getting back into the main building when the Anderberry's walked in.

"Hey Kurt!" Rachel said, launching herself at him and hugging him.

"Rach, Rach, you're killing me. And I just saw you last night and this morning," Kurt wheezed out.

"I know, but you never said goodbye this morning!" Rachel pouted and stuck her bottom lip out, over exaggerating.

"Yes, actually I did. You were too busy drooling on your carpets to notice."

Rachel gasped in mock indignation and the banter between the two went on for a bit more before Leroy interrupted, saying, "Kurt? Can we please bring our car in now?"

Kurt and Rachel both laughed, and Kurt grabbed their keys before going out and getting the car. He looked at the marks scratched across the Anderberry's driver door with disgust, angry at the people who did this. He started the car and drove it into the garage. He made sure to park it so that the side with the scratch faced away from his dad. Hopefully he wouldn't notice.

Kurt went and got the tools he needed while the Anderberry's chatted in the waiting room. He saw Blaine sitting in the corner with his nose buried in a book, oblivious to the mindless chatter going on around him. He smiled affectionately, and went to work on the car.

Blaine was extremely smart. Rarely was there a time when a book wasn't open or around him in some way. He focused on his schoolwork, actually doing the homework and making straight A's, unlike most of the population at McKinley. He dressed handsomely, and made sure he was always well put together. The only time Kurt saw him look disheveled was in the mornings after spending the night at the Anderberry's, and even those occurrences were rare. While Kurt was climbing the social ladder and barely passing in a few classes, Blaine was excelling in everything he did, from glee club to science to language arts and everything in between.

Kurt worked on the car for twenty minutes before his dad came over to see how he was doing. Kurt was able to fix the F, but the remaining two letters were still clearly there.

"Hey, bud. How're you- Kurt? What's that?" Burt asked.

Kurt started. He hadn't heard his father walk up to him. "D-dad! You scared me there," Kurt nervously said.

"Kurt. What was written on the car?" Burt's voice was stern, and judging by his thunderous expression, he already knew the answer.

"Dad, it's not a big deal, really. The Anderberry's are fine. There's no reason for you to work yourself up. You'll hurt your heart," Kurt said, trying to steer his dad away from the car and into the office. Burt ignored Kurt's efforts to get rid of him and instead went up to the car and examined it. Kurt nervously watched him slowly stand back up.

"Nice work on the first scratch," was all he said. He patted Kurt on the shoulder and walked into the waiting room to talk to the Anderberry's. Kurt sighed and went back to work.

Burt was furious, of course. But he was more frustrated with the world and how it was more than anything. He walked into the waiting room and went up to Leroy and Hiram. Blaine was off in a corner reading, and Rachel was listening to music and playing a game on her phone.

"Hello, Mr. and Mr. Anderberry. How are you two today?" Burt asked in his most professional voice. Hiram and Leroy looked up and smiled at Burt.

"Please, Burt. I'm sure we're at the first name basis by this point," Leroy said, standing up with Hiram. Burt smiled and nodded.

"Will you two mind coming to the office to talk a bit?" Burt asked, already starting to move towards the door. Hiram and Leroy looked uneasy for a minute before nodding and walking past Burt and through the office door. Blaine peered up over his book, anxiously watching his fathers. He sighed and rubbed a hand down his face and looked over to Rachel, who was completely engrossed in her game. Blaine bookmarked his book and set it down before wandering in the garage.

He spotted Kurt over off to the side of the large area. He walked up to him, noticing how well his overalls clung to his body and the too small Hummel's Tires and Lube shirt riding up his well-toned arms. Blaine blinked, pushing those thoughts away before saying, "Hey Kurt!" His voice squeaked a little, and Blaine silently cursed himself.

Kurt looked up from the car and smiled. "Hey, Blaine. The car will be done in about ten minutes tops."

"Okay. Mind if I sit and talk with you while you work?" Blaine asked, shifting back and forth on his feet and wringing his hands together, a nervous habit.

"Sure! I don't mind," Kurt responded, looking back at the car and beginning to work again. Blaine grabbed a chair that was by the wall and dragged it over to where Kurt was and sat down.

They both chatted in a companionable fashion until Kurt finished repairing the car. "Alright, that should do it," Kurt said, wiping his hands on his coveralls. Blaine smiled and they both walked back into the waiting room. Hiram and Leroy were still in Burt's office, Kurt noticed. Rachel was still playing a game on her phone with her earbuds in. Kurt walked over to her and plopped down on the seat next to her, making her jump and look up sharply. She laughed when she saw Kurt and put her phone and headphones away. Blaine walked across the room and sat in a seat across from them both. They all chatted idly, waiting for all of their fathers to finish up.

Meanwhile, back in the office, Burt, Hiram, and Leroy were all talking.

"I'm just saying this should not have happened," Burt insisted, gesturing with his hands.

"Burt, we appreciate the concern, but really, we've dealt with this many times before," Hiram began, "and we're used to it. We've accepted that people won't be as understanding of us everywhere."

"Besides, it looks like Kurt just got back. He probably did a very nice job fixing it up. It'll be as if it was never there," Leroy said, giving an assuring smile to Burt.

Burt sighed and sat down in his chair and said, "Well, what about our two boys? Both of them are too young to have to deal with this. They're still too young."

Leroy and Hiram exchanged a worried glance and entwined their hands together. "We know, Burt," Leroy said. "It won't be easy for them, I know this, but as long as they have a good support system, meaning all of us plus their friends and the rest of the family, they'll get by."

"At least until they get to New York. And trust me; I know they'll both end up there, along with Rachel. They're all dreamers, and I'm sure that a few harsh words and actions won't deter them. They'll be ok," Hiram said.

Burt slumped, defeated, before nodding. "Alright. And are you sure that you two are ok?" Burt asked, looking at both of their faces, silently scrutinizing.

Hiram and Leroy nodded. "Yeah, we'll be fine," Hiram said. "Now why don't we get back to our kids? They're probably bored out of their minds."

They all got up and walked into the waiting room. Blaine looked up and saw his fathers and smiled at them both. "Alright kids, let's get out of their hair now," Leroy said with a chuckle. Burt laughed as well as Kurt.

"Dads? Can Kurt come with us please? I don't think we have anything planned today," Rachel said, wearing a puppy dog face. Blaine looked up at Kurt hopefully, but deflated as soon as he saw the regret on Kurt's face.

Kurt said sadly, "I'm sorry, Rach, but I've got practice and then I'm hanging out with the other Cheerios at Breadsticks." He looked at her apologetically.

Rachel's face went from disappointment to fury in two seconds flat. "Well of course you've got to go. Have to maintain your image, right? Well, that's completely fine. Blaine and I will just go out to a movie and avoid Breadsticks at all costs. After all, we wouldn't want to be slushied again, would we?" She demanded before turning on her heel and marching out of the room with a dramatic puff. Blaine watched with wide eyes as Kurt's shoulders slumped in defeat and shame.

"Slushy? Kurt, what is she talking about?" Burt asked, thoroughly confused.

Blaine jumped in, not wanting Kurt to get in trouble. "Nothing, sir. Rachel is just being dramatic as usual." Hiram and Leroy exchanged looks, clearly knowing what Rachel was talking about. Burt looked skeptical for a moment before relenting.

"Well, alright then. Kurt, you better walk the Anderberry's out and then get going. You might want to shower before you leave," Burt said, and with a final wave, he walked back into the shop. Hiram and Leroy bid their goodbye's and told Blaine they would be waiting in the car, trying to calm Rachel down.

Kurt looked at Blaine, shame and sorrow on his face. "I'm sorry, Blaine. You shouldn't have had to lie for me. Thank you anyways." He looked down at his shoes, nervously biting his bottom lip. Blaine walked up to him and placed his hand on Kurt's arm.

"It's not a problem, Kurt," he said. He was giving Kurt the most curious look, almost as if… but no. That's ridiculous. "I'd do it any day. See you later." Blaine pat Kurt's arm once again and with one final, lingering look, he walked out of the shop, leaving Kurt wondering what that look meant, and why he was suddenly breathless because of it.

Yay! Updates are fun, aren't they? Ok, well, yeah so hopefully I'll get off my lazy ass and write the next chapter faster. I'm also writing a story called Darkest Before the Dawn, if you want to check that out. However, it does focus on suicidal thoughts and such, so if you're triggered easily, please stay away from there. I don't want anyone to get hurt.

Erm so yeah. If you liked it, drop a review! Because those are always fun and rainbows and sunshine and they motivate me to write faster. So yeah.

Until next time!

-Annie