A/n: Hey guys, I had an AMAZING at the Starkid Apocolyptour in Philly… so, I decided to write all day today… Enjoy the last installment of DDD! Oh, and chuck a review my way and go check out my other stories…

I put my hand down on the scorched earth and looked back at my father. "Is this the place?"

He nods and looks into the distance. "Yes Alice. This is the place. In all the stories I tell you this is the one that haunts us the most. He felt the scars along his face and sighed. "I've told you all I know about the story. One day you'll have to ask your Papa for the rest of it…"

I am fourteen and I don't understand why my Papa won't tell me his side of the story. Daddy says it's because I' s too painful for him and would rather live in the present and have only good memories. "I'll ask at some point. I want to know it all…" Throughout the years Uncle Derek, Daddy, Uncle Kurt and Blaine, and others have shared their stores of what they call Hell Night. I wish I could know my Papa's side however, because I can see the pain reflected in his face from remembering…

In the distance I see my Papa coming toward me and I get up and run to him. "Did you drop Kyle off?" My Papa nods and looks into the distance where he sees Daddy standing on the scorched earth.

My Papa smiles down at me, "Kendra could you go to the car and wait for a few minutes?"

I nod and I head off into the direction of the car, but after a short walk I hid behind the Art Hall so that I can listen (I'm sneaky like that). I watch quietly as Papa brushes the blonde locks out of his face and walks to Daddy.

"Are you ok?" Papa asks.

"Honestly Lo? No… I loved it here, I loved my time here. But, I don't want our son to go through what we did… I mean we already know that he has problems with anger, and that just reminds me so much of you when you were his age… I'm so scared, Lo…"

Papa wrapped his arm around my Daddy as his own eyes filled with misty tears. "He'll be fine, Jules. He has the best of me and you in him and he'll be fine. Remember, our experience at Dalton was really rare. Between Hell Night and our rocky relationship we were a strange case, and I doubt that our son will have to go through that."

I watch with tears in my own eyes, and when my dads throw one last look at the ashes of the old art hall and start to walk away. I take off away from my spot and jump into the car, curling up in the back seat while I wait for my dads.

As we drove away I had to smile sadly. I knew that my dads past hadn't been easy, and it made me sad to think that they were afraid that Kyle would have the same frightening Experience. I hoped, just like they did, that my brother never had to survive a fire and watch a friend or lover start to die in front of him…