A/N: OH. MY. GOD. I AM SO SORRY. ASHBAHF This has taken me so long to finish! These holidays are really holding me back, so I apologize!

I had this chapter done for a while now but I had no internet connection for 3 weeks so I'm uploading it now that it came back… Although having no internet meant that I had time to write more so yeah… I really don't know what to say besides sorry (again) :S SO here it is, finally! Chapter 9.

Also, I forgot to put this in every other chapter?

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or anything related to it.

Chapter 9:

Sebastian walked into the house and headed towards Matthew's bedroom. The anger inside him left him as he approached it and he composed himself before knocking on the door and opening it, walking inside.

Matthew was lying face down on his bed, looking at the door when Sebastian entered the room and closed the door gently behind him. The boy kept looking at his dad as he approached the bed and sat down on it. For a moment they only looked at each other without saying anything, but Matthew eventually broke the stare by turning and lying on his side with his back to Sebastian.

"Lunch is ready." He announced softly. When he got no reply, Sebastian sing-songed, "It's your favourite…" A small smile showed on his face as an attempt of trying to convince the boy.

"Not hungry." His son responded simply and the man's smile immediately fell.

"C'mon, Matt…" Sebastian insisted, placing his hand on the boy's shoulder and shaking him lightly.

Shrugging his dad off, Matthew mumbled, frustration noticeable in his voice, "I told you: I'm not hungry. And I don't want to go downstairs."

Sighing, Sebastian removed his hand and shifted in his place. "Talk to me".

When the boy remained silent, Sebastian persisted. "C'mon, Matt, talk to me."

"I don't want to talk!" Matthew answered exasperated as he turned around, lying on his other side and looking at Sebastian. "Just go away dad!"

The man's eyebrows rose slightly in surprise at his son's response. Matthew was not one for raising his voice; even less to his parents. Looking at the boy's eyes, Sebastian could see there was the faint sign of tears. "Matt, what's the matter?"

For a few seconds, the boy stares at Sebastian before he sighs and sits up a little on his bed. "I- I heard dad talking on the phone…" He begins, voice low, dropping his gaze, suddenly interested on a loose thread on his duvet. "That- that man, who is he?"

Taken aback, Sebastian finds it hard to respond, but soon enough he starts explaining and Matthew looks at him again. "That man used to be your dad's boyfriend when they were in high school. He- uhm- His name was- is- His name is Blaine." Sebastian finds it hard to find the right words to describe the entire situation to his son. How could he explain this to a kid? Should he be completely honest? Matthew was only ten years old for Christ sakes! Taking a deep breath, Sebastian continued cautiously "When they finished school, he decided to go to the army and one day your dad- he received a letter saying that Blaine had been- had been killed during war…" Sebastian forced the words out of his mouth. If it were up to him, he would choose to not tell the story to anyone; it was bad enough as it was already, having to deal with the situation itself. It was worse having to explain it without even knowing fully what had happened in the first place. But his son had the right to at least know. "A few years later-" He continued, abbreviating the story. "I come across your dad again – you see, we've met in high school as well-" he explains. At Matthew's surprised expression, he adds with a small smile on his lips: "I'll tell you that one later, okay?" And the boy nods, so Sebastian continues, "And well, now he's back, for some reason…"

"How can that be possible?" Matthew asks in a low voice and a frown on his face.

"I don't know, son… there must have been a- a mistake when they sent that letter, I don't- I don't really know" Sebastian looked at his feet as he replied. Part of him was trying to reason with an explanation itself, given that Kurt never gave him one himself.

There are a few moments of silence where Sebastian goes over his thoughts, and Matthew resumes tugging at the thread on his duvet.

"I'm sorry" The boy speaks softly, breaking the silence.

Sebastian's head snaps up and he frowns at the statement. "Why?" he asks.

Looking up at his dad, Matthew answers, "For being angry?" his reply sounding like another question itself and his voice almost a whisper.

"Why were you angry?"

The only response his son gives him is a shrug of his shoulders, so Sebastian sighs and without breaking eye contact, he says: "Listen. I know it sounds weird and all this doesn't really make sense to you but you don't need to worry okay, Matt? It's normal for you to be angry over this. If you want, we can talk about it in more detail afterwards, yeah?" After Matthew nods, he continues, "But right now we should probably head back downstairs because your dad must be fuming over lunch getting cold, ok?"

"Yeah, okay." Matthew agrees with a chuckle.

"Oh, and Matt?" Sebastian says as they walk towards the door.

"Yeah?" The boy turns around.

"You don't have to be sorry" He tells, giving a smile to his son and he returns it. Matthew gives his dad a hug before both of them walk back downstairs and out to the table.

-o-

No words had been exchanged between Kurt as Sebastian that evening. In the same fashion, they took every dish from the backyard table to the kitchen in order to clean them – as well as the table and the kitchen itself.

Neither of them wanted to break the silence. But the longer they spent without talking, the more the tension between them grew. And with it, so did Sebastian's irritation.

Angrily, Sebastian washed the plates and placed them on the dish dryer. When he finished, he dried his hands on the dishcloth and then proceeded to throw it on top of the countertop. Not really thinking he could bear another minute of the silent tension, he went to his upstairs, taking two steps at a time.

Going into his bedroom, he flopped on his bed and closed his eyes in an attempt of calming himself down but upon realizing that it wasn't really helping, Sebastian sat up and scooted closer to the headboard before picking the book on his nightstand and opening it on the page marked, and begun to read where he had left off.

Not five pages were turned when Kurt walked in the room. Sebastian spared a quick glance at the other man while he was not looking, facing the door and closing it instead. The moment Kurt turned back around, Sebastian quickly continued to stare at the book he was now pretending to read.

Initially, Kurt just stayed there, leaning on the closed door, looking at Sebastian, but eventually he pushed himself off the door and started walking towards the bed.

"Seb…" The man said when Sebastian didn't look up at his approach.

Sebastian lowered the book and placed it, open, on his chest and looked up at Kurt as a response, but he didn't mutter a word.

They stayed like that for a moment; only staring at each other. Even as Kurt lowered himself down and sat at the edge of the bed, neither broke eye contact with the other.

"I'm sorry" Kurt admitted finally and looks briefly at the floor before looking up again at Sebastian, who remained silent. Due to this, Kurt decided to take a deep breath and continue. "I'm sorry for earlier; I shouldn't have snapped like that I was just… I don't even know what I was; I still don't know why I snapped and yelled at you. You did nothing wrong, I- I overreacted. And I'm sorry… for everything in general; for running off after Blaine when I saw him without an explanation." He confessed breathless towards the end, before he gasped for more air and continued his rambling, now unable to stop it and tears forming in his eyes. "I'm sorry for being such a bad person, and even more, such a bad husband to you and a bad father for the kids." Sebastian was about to refute his statement, but Kurt left him no time as he carried on with his apologies, taking another deep breath when necessary before proceeding. "I'm sorry for not talking to you, for not telling you anything, for turning my head and avoiding the clear problem we have here and pretending everything was and is fine when it is clearly not. I'm sorry for- for everything" The man managed to get out these last words before a sob broke through him and he began crying.

Sebastian was immediate to react and pull himself up - book falling from his chest to the floor, forgotten - wrapping his arms around Kurt and rubbing his hand up and down the other's back as he hid his face on the crook of Sebastian's neck and continued to cry.

"Shh" He comforted. "It's okay…" Sebastian told, guilty for making Kurt feel like this in the first place. Was he mad for Kurt avoiding discussing Blaine's return? Of course he was. But he never meant for Kurt to feel like he was a horrible person because of it.

The taller man lowers back on bed, pulling Kurt down as well, on top of him, as he continues to hold him while the other man cries.

Both men lay there, Sebastian's hand still caressing Kurt's arm softly, even after he stopped crying. Moments of silence later, Sebastian breaks it by speaking gently. "You're not a horrible person". At this, Kurt props himself up and looks down at Sebastian as he continues. "You're not a horrible husband" He states, placing a kiss to the corner of Kurt's mouth. "And you are not a horrible father, Kurt. You are the best I've ever met of those three. And I'm sorry too." He apologised, resting their foreheads together. "I'm sorry for rushing you into this-" Sebastian pulled back to stare at Kurt. "-I know it's a lot to take in and I can't even imagine how hard all of this is for you right now… So, I'm sorry."

This time it was Kurt who leaned in and pressed their lips together sweetly. "I love you" He whispered over Sebastian's mouth.

"I love you too" The taller man responded before connecting their lips together again one last time before Kurt laid back down, his head on top of Sebastian's chest and both men fell, slowly, asleep.

Sebastian didn't say a word about it, but until he slipped to unconsciousness, he couldn't help but keep worrying about the subject.

-O-

It was later that afternoon that Sebastian continued to sleep while Kurt got up to cook dinner, when the phone rang and Kurt found himself relieved to answer it to hear it was Blaine calling.

"Hi! You called back!" He told excitedly.

"Yeah, I said I would, didn't I?" Blaine answered with a smile and a small laugh at the end.

"Yeah… yeah, you did" Kurt smiled.

After a moment of silence, Kurt asked. "So, what did you wanted to talk about?"

"Actually, uhm… I didn't want to talk to you over the phone… So I uhm- I called you to- to ask you if you wanted to, maybe, join me over coffee? To talk, I mean…" Blaine stuttered his response and cursed himself for doing so. He didn't want to sound as if he was asking Kurt on a date.

"Uhm, yeah, sure. When can you meet?" He answered, amused by Blaine's stutter, but not making any mention of it.

"To be honest, I don't have any plans, so whenever you can, really…"

"Well, tomorrow's Sunday, so I don't think I'm going to be able to meet, really… And then the whole week I have work and I get off quite late, so I don't think that's a good idea either?" He explains, trying to figure out which day may be convenient for them, with a slight apologetic tone. He remembered his and Sebastian's anniversary was that Friday. For some reason Kurt decides not to tell this to Blaine. "Well, I guess it will have to be next Saturday? Can you make it?" He concluded.

"Yeah, of course! Where do you want to meet?" Blaine was a little upset they wouldn't be able to meet before, but he covered his disappointment, seeing as there was no other solution to the problem, really.

After Kurt gave him the address and directions on how to get there, Blaine gave a number where Kurt would be able to contact him just in case before they said their goodbye's and Kurt hung up the phone, then proceeded to make dinner unaware of the smile constantly plastered on his face.

Nearly an hour later, a pair of arms rounded his waist and Sebastian rested his chin on Kurt's shoulder, saying "hi" in a groggily voice.

"Sleep well?" Kurt asked with a small laugh.

"Yeah, but I didn't wake up as good, though." Sebastian answered, closing his eyes.

"Why not?" Kurt turned around to face him and frowning a little.

Placing a kiss to the other's cheek, the taller man smiled at his own reply as he said, "You were not there".

"Well, aren't you cheesy?" Kurt laughed as he continued preparing the last things for dinner. "I think that nap might have affected your wiring, mister" he announced over his shoulder.

A gasp makes Kurt turn around and look at Sebastian. "Mister? Ouch" the man huffs, placing a hand over his chest in fake offense. He doesn't last long and an amused expression makes its way to his face.

"Oh, you're an actor now, too, are you?" Kurt laughs and goes to place a kiss to Sebastian's lips. "Dinner is almost ready, love" He emphasises the last word purposefully. "Can you call Anna and Matt?" he requests before adding a "honey" knowingly.

Smiling, Sebastian goes back inside the house. A few minutes later, all four people of the family are gathered around the table and eating dinner.

That night, Kurt didn't tell Sebastian about Blaine's call. Although he knew he probably should, he didn't want to bring up another possible fight with his husband; not when they just got over one.

-O-

The next days go by as normal as any other in Kurt and Sebastian's life. They got up in the morning, got ready for work and one would go wake Matthew and Anna while the other made breakfast. After everyone had breakfast, Sebastian's friend and co-worker, James, would ring the bell and Sebastian would leave with him to work – but not before he placed a kiss to each member of the family.

Having to be at his own work later than Sebastian, Kurt would take Matthew to school, and Anna to nursery school before heading to work himself.

Kurt would always get off work early in order to be able to pick up the kids from school before heading back home with them. Although, there were a few exceptions where, when he was truly needed at the office after hours, Kurt would work until later, having someone else pick up the kids and bring them home.

Around 7:15PM Sebastian would walk through the door and into the dining room to find Anna and Matthew sitting in their usual seats at table, while Kurt carried one of the last items from the kitchen. Sometimes, if he was a little early, he would help Kurt with the little that was left to do. If he were to be a little late, Sebastian would call Kurt and tell him to start without him.

The days went by, and the topic of Blaine calling Kurt to set up a meeting date was not brought until that Friday afternoon, when Sebastian walked into his and Kurt's room, early from work, to find Kurt getting dressed and looking at himself in the mirror.

-O-

The anxiety of being closer and closer to seeing Blaine again was eating Kurt alive by the second, even if he did no mention of the subject. He would constantly find himself thinking about what he would say when the day came.

On Thursday night, Kurt went to sleep still mulling these thoughts over.

-O-

Kurt walks. In fact, he's been walking for what feels like hours now and exhaustion is starting to take over him. He has been following the tiles on the sidewalk that caught his attention so far back the road. There was a piece of paper back there that he bend over to pick up, and upon opening it, it revealed the words "Follow the road" written inside. Confused by it, he looked up from the paper to find that suddenly, under his feet, appeared a sidewalk, which extended as far as his eyes allowed seeing. Looking behind him, he realized there was no sidewalk at all, and this only stretched forwards. He stood on the first tile.

For some reason, Kurt followed the paper's advice as he took a step forward, and continued, one foot in front of the other, walking on the sidewalk.

And that is how he finds himself continuing to walk for hours, simply following this pathway.

Kurt has lost track of time; he knows not if he found the paper seconds, minutes, or hours ago. But he is certain of one thing: the walk has begun to feel infinite long ago, and Kurt is on the verge of giving up and going somewhere else when he realises, looking around, that there is no "somewhere else" to go to. Whatever landscape or scenery there used to be before he found the walkway is no longer there and has now been replaced by mere darkness; there are only the tiles. With no other apparent option, Kurt continues to walk, and not having anything else to see, he decides to stare at the path he is walking.

To say the least, he is disconcerted when he realises, looking ahead of the supposed road, that there is no tile left to follow next to the one he is currently stepping on.

Meaning to turn around to face the long way he has walked, he stops when he is faced mid-way with a house. It appears to be his house; his and Sebastian´s. He is about to take a step towards it when, without an apparent reason, he turns around to look the opposite way and finds another house there as well.

Eyeing around, Kurt notices these are the only two houses, and he continues to stare at the second one. The high wooden door, the white painting, the big windows, those curtains, and those flowers in the front garden; all of these thing are familiar to Kurt. Taking a good look at the house, Kurt realizes where he knows it from. It's their house; his and Blaine's. It's the house he lived at while he was finishing college, and after that when he got his first job. Blaine would go there whenever he came back from wherever he had been sent off to at that time and he would live there with Kurt until further notice of having to go somewhere else. Kurt held on to these days as if for dear life, knowing just how precious they were for both of them.

This house was clearly smaller than his current one. Being a college student didn't exactly provide many luxuries, and with Blaine being away, getting a place was even harder to do for Kurt; even if he did find the house at an amazingly low prize, Kurt had needed a little help from his father in order to purchase it.

His thoughts are broken as a piece of paper flutters in front of his eyes. Though confused at first, Kurt grabs the paper, which looks exactly as the one he found earlier. Opening it, he finds the words "Go home" inside. Looking up, Kurt eyes both houses debating to which one he should go to.

Making up his mind, he walks forward and tries to open the front door, only to find it's locked. Instinctively, yet not sure why, he reaches for his pocket, and Kurt takes out a piece of metal he founds there. Looking at it, it happens to be a key and, without giving it too much of a thought, Kurt places it on the keyhole and turns it, unlocking the door, opening it and stepping inside the house.

Taking in his surroundings, Kurt continues to walk through the known way to the backyard.

As he turns around, looking at everything, a voice startles him from behind.

"Daddy!" A little girl appears running towards him and Kurt can't help the huge smile that comes to his face as his daughter leaps into his arms and he holds her tightly.

Kurt has never before seen this girl in his life, but somehow knows this is his daughter; he can feel it inside of him. The little girl has dark, curly hair, and hazel brown eyes. Still, it feels right to call her his daughter.

"Hey! You're home!" Another voice comes from the same direction where the little girl appeared and Blaine comes in. "I couldn't keep her peacefully any longer" He states, pointing at the girl and laughing. Getting closer, he says to Kurt yet looking at the little girl, "Little Sophie here didn't want to wait to see you". By now, Blaine is standing in front of Kurt and is leaning down to kiss him on the lips.

Kurt leans in to kiss the other man. He isn't Sebastian, and Kurt is very well aware of this; he isn't his husband, and this girl isn't really his daughter. But it still feels right to kiss Blaine; just like it felt right to call Sophie his daughter. But as Kurt leans in to meet the other man's lips, he is surprised to only find air in front of him. Confused, Kurt opens his eyes to see that Blaine is standing, all of a sudden, further away from him. Not only that, but Kurt also realises that Blaine's body is disappearing into thin air, as if the borders of it begun to blur. The weight leaving his arms stops him from urgently saying something and Kurt looks down at the girl he is holding. As if made of sand, her frame was also disappearing.

"Sophie" Kurt whispers desperately, watching as the girl leaves his arms quickly. Eyeing around, he sees the same is happening to the house itself. Every corner and surface is slowly fading. Looking at Blaine again, he sees the same is still happening to him. "Blaine!" Kurt says more loudly, looking frantically between the man to the little girl, and to the walls, which seemed to mark the time left as everything vanished.

Before he knew it, Kurt's surroundings were gone completely, except for a circle where he, the little girl and Blaine were standing, which seemed to have slowed down only to give Kurt time to be with Blaine and Sophie.

Kurt looks down when a small hand presses against his cheek to find the girl smiling at him and before he had time to say anything to her, she was completely gone and Kurt felt dread spreading inside him.

With tears in his eyes, he turned to Blaine in desperation, only in time to see Blaine smiling at him and saying "I love you, Kurt" before he, too, vanished along with the last remaining of the house's floor.

-O-

Kurt woke up gasping, sitting up immediately in bed as he tried to catch his breath. A dream. It was only a dream. He was sweaty, but he couldn't bring himself to care, not as he recalled everything he had just dreamt of. He remembered the house perfectly, unlike in the dream, where he found it hard to place where he knew that place from. That and the fact that Blaine was there surprised him. But what really took him aback was the little girl.

Kurt thought back to when he and Blaine discussed their future for one of the first times. Sophie. That had been the name they agreed on naming their daughter if they ever had one. Alex, if they had a boy.

Another thing that threw him off, as he went back on the dream, was the papers he found. Not so much the first one as the second. "Go home", it said.

Kurt looked around the dark room. This was home. Why did he walk to the other house?

Sighing, he set his eyes on the sleeping body next to his. Kurt eyed the clock to see it was 3:25AM. Running a hand through his head, he laid back on his bed, trying to set back the memories of the dream. Soon, he fell into an uncomfortable, dreamless sleep, only to be awakened by the sound of the alarm blasting nearby a few hours later.

Even though he remembered everything about the dream, Kurt covered his concern when he greeted Sebastian for a "Happy Anniversary", and seemed excited instead. The thought of their anniversary made, however, Kurt concentrate on something else besides the dream; if only for small moments at a time.

The day carried normally as any other, and Kurt proceeded not to tell anyone about last night.

They ate, Sebastian left, Kurt dropped Matthew and Anna at school, and he went to work.

Throughout the day, he couldn't take the memories from his head. No matter how hard he tried to concentrate on something different, he would always come back to the dream somehow.

Giving up, he let the thoughts take over him.

It is needless to say that Friday was not a successful day at work for Kurt Hummel. His head was elsewhere in most conversations he had, and he excused himself by saying he "didn't have a good night of sleep" and that it was affecting him.

The day seemed to drag by. The minutes seemed like hours and they became longer the more he mulled over and took in everything he had visualized the night before.

-O-

Justifying himself of not feeling very well – "Yes, you do look a little pale and off today… Are you sure you're okay?" He had been asked by his boss, to which he answered with a simple "yeah, I just need some rest" – and being allowed permission to leave earlier from work, Kurt made it home before noon.

Being home didn't, however, seem to change the situation. It was driving him mad not being able to focus on something else other than that.

Finally giving in on what he had been debating with himself for the last few hours, Kurt grabbed the phone and marked the number he wrote on paper and waited as the line ringed. The moment there was an answer, he let out a breath of relief he didn't know he was holding before talking.

"Hi Blaine. It's me, Kurt. I was wondering… do you think we can move tomorrow's meeting to today?"

A/N: "I'll try to update every Sunday" my ass. I'm sorry if you believed that somewhat promise I made a while back.

Again, I am sorry for taking so long. But, if it makes you feel any better, it is 8:15am as I'm writing this A/N and I haven't slept all night. :D

I will try to update the next chapter soon since it is basically ready… I just need to check for mistakes or whatever…

Thank you everyone for the story alerts! They mean a lot to me!

Also yes. the story has been officially changed to Kurtbastian now...