A/N: In this chapter, the crazy ass name for my story is revealed! Enjoy.

Chapter 12

I was over at Elizabeth's house when Kurt got home from school. He'd been getting rides from some of his friend's parents. What with Elizabeth's complicated schedule, it worked out well for everyone.

"Hi, Kurt," Elizabeth called out to the four-year-old as he climbed the stairs up to his room.

"Hey," he said, barley stopping to acknowledge his mother's presence.

"Kurt, why don't you come eat some snack and tell me about your day? I have Oreos for you."

Kurt was back in the kitchen in a flash, nibbling on an Oreo, before I could even blink.

"So, how was your day?" Elizabeth asked.

"FIne," Kurt said, "I played Power Rangers with Sarah and Max. Max was the red ranger because he said that he was the leader but the joke's on him because I got to be the green ranger and everybody knows that Tommy is the best."

"What about Sarah?' Elizabeth asked.

Kurt took a drink of milk before answering. I was sitting in the corner, nursing a mug of coffee. I was trying to remain invisible. I knew that Kurt had noticed that I was there but I figured it was a good thing he hadn't addressed me.

"Sarah was the pink ranger, I was kind of jealous."

I could see that made Elizabeth nervous. I figured that it had to do with the conversation we'd had on our first date.

"Really? Why is that?" Elizabeth asked.

Kurt rolled his eyes like it should have been the most obvious thing in the world. "It's because the pink ranger gets a flying dinosaur, duh. That's totally awesome! What's a flying dinosaur called again?"

"A pterodactyl," I answered. Kurt's eyes narrowed and he glared at me. I hated that glare, it made you feel small and second to Kurt. It was quite a feat for a tiny four-year-old.

"Yeah, anyway," Kurt said, turning back to his mom, "Can I go up to my room now?"

Elizabeth nodded and Kurt scampered up the flight stairs and I soon heard the sound of his door slamming closed.

Elizabeth sighed and held her head in her hands. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was wrong.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked, I knew that this probably wasn't the best time, but I needed to know.

Elizabeth nodded in response.

"What we talked about on our first date, about Kurt maybe being gay, well I know that I haven't known him for very long, but I don't see any of the things you were scared of. He doesn't seem that...girly."

Elizabeth sighed again. "You weren't there on his third birthday when he asked for a pair of sensible heels."

She smiled at the memory and I laughed a little too. She quickly turned sad though.

"Maybe I was right. Maybe it was just because he spent too much time with me, with no really father figure in his life and know he's at school, with the other little boys, and maybe, maybe it was my fault. It was my fault that he never was around other boys so he could know what was 'normal.'"

I noted how she put air quotes around the last word. "Would you care? Would you care if he was gay?"

Elizabeth smiled sadly. "Of course I wouldn't care. I wouldn't mind if he was gay, I would just hate how life would be harder for him, how people would judge him and hurt him, for something so stupid."

Her face crumpled into an even sadder expression. "And that's not all, he's just been so distant lately. I don't know why and it hurts!"

"I think it might be my fault," I said, and Elizabeth looked at me in surprise. "Kurt doesn't like me very much and I just think that he wants to spend as little time with me as possible and when we are always together...I guess he would just rather be alone in his room."

Elizabeth's face was a perfect mask of confusion. I didn't think she would be so oblivious. I mean, Elizabeth was amazing but if she couldn't realize that Kurt clearly hated me, I couldn't help but wonder what else she wasn't seeing. Probably everything, she's dating me, right?

"I don't understand," she said, "I thought Kurt would love you. He's loved all of my other boyfriends."

Okay, that stung a little. I'm sure Elizabeth didn't' mean for it to but it did all the same. I'd always kind of thought that Kurt was one of those little kids who hated everyone their parents dated and finding out that wasn't the case was a little hurtful.

"I guess I'm just special then," I said, trying to make a joke out of the situation.

Elizabeth turned suddenly and walked out of the kitchen. I followed her, not really sure what I should be doing. Part of me thought that she was going to Kurt's room to give him a talking to, but I knew that Elizabeth wouldn't do that. She turned towards the basement door and opened it.

"The thing is, Kurt's always wanted a dad," Elizabeth said, making her way down the stairs, "I always tried to be enough for him, but I just wasn't everything that he needed."

Elizabeth began rummaged through some boxes as I stood by awkwardly. I'm not going to lie, this basement looked like something out of a horror movie. It was dark and creepy.

Elizabeth continued speaking, her voice slightly muffled as her head was in a box.

"So he really, really wanted a dad. He asked Santa for a dad every year for Christmas, even asked if there was some sort of Dads R Us we could go to. He even had one of his friends type this for the classified ads in the Minneapolis newspaper almost a half of a year ago."

She handed my a piece of paper. It looked old, worn and had a lot of creases from folding it over and over. It even had what looked like a few tear drops splattered across it.

My name is Kurt and I'm four. I'm trying to find a dad. I heard from someone that if you want something, you can put it the classified ads. Well, I really want a daddy. If anyone could find me one, please come to my day care and talk to me. I need to interview you and make sure that you are right for my mommy. My mommy is the best person in the whole world so I need to make sure that I can get the best daddy in the whole world for her. Thank you.

I finished reading and looked up at Elizabeth. She had tears in her eyes. I quickly wrapped my arms around her.

"Kurt just wants the best for you, you know that right," I whispered.

She pulled away from me slowly and nodded. "I just want to figure out how to show him that you are the best for me and him."