Author's Note: Oh boy oh boy have I not updated in like a month? Again.

I've been very busy. After no power for a week because of Sandy I did not have school for yet another week and although this time could have been used for copious amounts of writing, instead I lazed around and did a lot of reading and some writing (but for my novel), and then when school started up again we were told they extended it to a week more of class and so finals were pushed back and it's just been a mess of trying to get a lot of assignments done. I also admit that I had no idea how to approach this chapter. Until I did, and then I just wrote.

Since I last updated I've also celebrated my birthday and had to work way too often. And now, with the holidays...things will start to get crazy at work and home so I have no idea when i'll have time to write. After the semester is over, I imagine. My finals are on the 17th, so expected something around then.

Anyway, I hope you all like this chapter. I'm not sure how I feel about it...

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Fox does...and RIB

Chapter Eleven

Secret's Out

Kurt was sitting down in what looked like a very uncomfortable chair when Blaine woke up. He could tell it was late because the entire room was in shadow other than a small very dim light in the corner and the light streaming through the window on the door from the hallway. Kurt was holding onto his hand, but the grip was loose because he was fast asleep. There was even drool on the corner of his mouth and Blaine thought he looked adorable.

His face felt a little numb. His eye was still covered with all the bandages and the eyepatch. He reached up with his free hand to touch the area. The doctors had told him that the operation was nothing to worry about, but that it would mean more rest – he'd miss another week of school until the bandages and eyepatch could come off.

Staring at Kurt for a while longer reminded him of the last time they'd spoken before he was wheeled off, already groggy, to the operation room. Kurt had promised that they would finally get to talk about it when he woke up. Even though Kurt looked peaceful, Blaine knew that he'd want to be woken. So he squeezed his hand a little and then called out his name.

"Kurt," he said, "Kurt, wake up."

"Huh?" He almost toppled out of the chair, but righted himself just in time.

Blaine couldn't help but giggle.

"Stop it," Kurt said and then, "oh, you're awake. How do you feel? Everything alright? Do you need me to call a nurse or…"

"I'm fine, Kurt," Blaine said, "just calm down, will you? I'm just fine. Just a bit tired, but also really awake?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "You've been out since early this morning," Kurt said and rubbed at his eyes, "this is definitely going to throw off your sleep pattern. But really, you're okay? The doctor said the operation went fine, but I still worried a bit."

"Even though you know for a fact that I will still have perfect vision some twenty years from now?"

"So, we're going to talk about that now, then?" Kurt lifted one of his legs to cross over the other and then dropped it back down to the ground. He didn't look at Blaine.

Blaine shifted in the tiny bed. "Come here," he said.

Kurt looked up. Blaine was patting the empty spot on the bed.

"There's room for both of us, even if a little tight, it's fine."

Kurt hesitated for a moment before he slipped his shoes off and then climbed into the bed. Blaine immediately pulled him closer. They were facing each other so Kurt easily cupped Blaine's face, being careful of the eyepatch and the bandages before he leaned in and kissed his lips softly.

"Are you still in denial?" Blaine asked.

Kurt sighed. "We're really going to talk about it."

"It's just that I don't understand why you just couldn't even let him explain, because everything Rory said made perfect sense to me, you have to admit it, Kurt, the two of you look really alike and…"

Kurt interrupted him, "I just can't imagine it being possible. Things like these don't happen to me. And, Blaine, as much as I've thought about us and the future, I've never once imagined that it might be more than just the two of us. Not to mention just how impossible this all is. If he is who he says he is then why is he here? And why? If watching Back to the Future with Finn has taught me anything then he's not just here on some weird trip for fun, he's here to fix something."

Blaine hadn't really had the time to give everything as much thought as Kurt had. He'd been a bit surprised but then for him everything had made sense once he put everything together. Of course Rory was their son. He looked like Kurt, he had some of his mannerisms, and he gravitated towards them and they to him like they belonged together. He'd asked questions of course, but Kurt had been so distraught, and Rory himself had been a mess that they hadn't lead anywhere and then Rory just left and Kurt refused to talk about it, promised to later, and then it was his operation and there had been a lot more to worry about.

But Kurt had had the time. Kurt might have been thinking a bit too much, in fact.

"He's our son," Blaine said, "in fact, I'm pretty sure he's your biological son. Hadn't you wondered why you got so protective over him? Why he became this confidante for you or why you could just hug him? You're not someone that reaches out to anyone, but with him you did. I was a little jealous to tell you the truth, but instinctively I just know it wasn't really anything."

Kurt leaned his head against Blaine's shoulder. "And if he is? Then, what?"

"Then," Blaine said, "we have a future to look forward to where we're probably married with a son. And we try and help him now because there has to be a reason he's here, but really I think we have to just be his friends."

Kurt nodded and kissed Blaine again. Somehow he should have known that Blaine would make him feel better about all of it. What he really needed though was to talk to Rory again and apologize for his reaction. Guilt churned in his stomach, how could Rory be feeling right that moment? Kurt moved away from Blaine to get out his phone.

"What are you—"

"I need to talk to him. I shouldn't have reacted that way, I probably hurt his feelings and I just want to hear his voice. Our son, Blaine! Gosh, I never thought I would ever have that."

Blaine was grinning widely, but he took the phone out of Kurt's hands. "It's really late, I think, we don't want to wake him."

"But…"

"We can call him tomorrow and ask him to come here or maybe to my house I might be released in the morning."

Kurt sighed and nodded. "Okay. Fine. Although he's probably up worrying about you. I guess I get now why he freaked out so much even though…"

"What?"

"He said someone close to him had died," Kurt said, "he said that's why he was so upset when you got hurt that it reminded him of what happened. What if that wasn't a lie? What if someone did die in the future?"

They stared at each other for a long moment neither wanting to voice what had come to their minds first, that it had been one of them. Kurt picked up his phone and dialed, this time Blaine didn't stop him.

Rory was sitting in the Pierce's kitchen, holding a cup of warm milk between his hands wishing that he had thought about his unstable emotions before he went to see Blaine the other day. But he'd wanted to see for himself that his papa was okay. It was stupid because of course he was going to be okay, but for Rory it had been much too soon to see him hurt. The operation had happened earlier that day and he'd heard nothing about it. Kurt hadn't called or texted and Rory kept staring at his phone wandering if he should be the one to call and yet not wanting to be a bother.

Kurt hadn't believed him when he finally told them. No lie had popped into his head to explain himself and then he'd decided that maybe they should know. He hadn't thought about Sugar and how she'd told him not to tell them anything about it, instead he'd just dropped the truth on them and his dad hadn't reacted too well and his papa was so medicated that Rory hadn't been able to trust how easily he'd accepted it. He'd left them quickly afterwards and hadn't heard from them since. Of course he'd seen Kurt at school and been there when they finally dealt with the Warblers but his dad had been rushing back to Blaine's side and Rory hadn't really wanted to approach him either.

His phone began to ring. A picture of his dad came up on the screen. He was making a funny face, one eyebrow raised, and his nose wrinkled. It had been taken without Kurt knowing it was being taken weeks before by Blaine. Rory stared at it for just a moment and then he answered.

"Hi," he said.

"Hey, Rory," his dad said.

"How is Blaine? Is he okay?"

"Yes. He's just fine."

Rory thought that his dad sounded a bit strange, but he didn't want to say anything that might upset him again.

"We want to talk to you about the other day and a few other things. But first I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have taken it how I did or gotten mad at you. I'm so sorry, Rory."

Rory hadn't expected that of course he'd understood why his dad had reacted so badly, but he hadn't expected for him to come around so soon and apologize when he didn't need to.

"I know it was a shock," Rory said and then, "Do you believe me, then?"

There was a pause, and then, "I want to. I think I do."

There was some sort of shift and it was his Papa who spoke next.

"I think Kurt needs a bit more time, but I believe you, Rory. It all just made sense after you told us. Anyway, it's getting a bit late. So, maybe you should get to bed, alright. We'll call you and talk tomorrow."

Rory smiled a little bit. Before when they acted parent-like it was just them being a little caring. It was pure coincidence. Now, it was different. They knew and somehow acted just like they had before.

"I'll call you, alright? Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Rory returned and before he could help himself, "I love you."

Rory froze. But hadn't hung up the phone either.

"Blaine? What?" Kurt voice was in the background.

"I can't say that, not yet," Blaine said slowly, "but I'm sure the me in the future does. I'm sure they do very much."

"I know," Rory said, "but I still wanted you to know. Goodnight." He hung up and immediately dropped his head on the table.

That they knew still didn't make them the dads he missed and wanted, and he had to remind himself of that because not much was going to change. He stayed in the kitchen a while longer to finish his milk. He rinsed the cup and then headed upstairs missing more than ever the comfort of his own room. He changed into pajamas and into bed. If only he could wake up in the morning with everything back to normal.

Kurt draped a throw over Blaine and fixed the crooked pillow behind him.

"You know I'm not on bed rest, right? I'm just not supposed to strain my eyes."

Kurt sighed and sat down next to him on the edge of the bed. "I know, but you are supposed to rest." He leaned in closer and cupped one side of his face, "I want you back on your feet as soon as possible."

"Kiss?" Blaine asked.

Kurt rolled his eyes but leaned in and laid a simple kiss on his boyfriend's lips. He pulled back, but pecked his lips again and then finally moved off the bed.

"Come back," Blaine said and extended out his hand.

Kurt laughed and took hold of his hand. "Our son will be here in five minutes, I think even though we're—shit."

"What? What is it?"

"Rory," Kurt said, "I asked Rory for advice on having sex with you. No wonder he looked so uncomfortable. That must be damaging."

Blaine had looked startled for a moment, but then he was laughing. The bed shook he was laughing so hard and Kurt couldn't help but smile a little bit. He had a lot to apologize to Rory for. He joined Blaine on the bed and for once since everything had happened he finally took a moment to think on the bright side of things. He and Blaine were going to last long into the future. They would have a son who really had grown up to be an amazing person.

Kurt had never been one to doubt his future with Blaine, but of course it had never been something he could guarantee a hundred percent. Now, he could. He and Blaine were forever and now there was no doubt whatsoever.

"I can't believe you went to Rory about that," Blaine said.

"It was when we were fighting. I've always felt very comfortable talking about anything with him. I guess we know, now, why."

Blaine pulled Kurt closer to him, holding onto both his hands. There was a knock on the door and then it was pushed open and Rory peaked in.

"Hello," he said.

"Hey," Kurt said and let go of Blaine's hands to turn around.

"So I guess we should talk," Rory said and Kurt could only nod.

It was a little weird looking at Rory now and knowing that he wasn't just some guy he's met at school but his own flesh and blood. It was only in that moment that Kurt thought to wonder how they'd done it. Was one of their friends in the future their surrogate? Or had they contracted some stranger? Did Rory himself know his mother? Despite how pressing every question that popped into his mind was, Kurt refrained from asking every single one of them. There had to be some mystery to his future. He couldn't know everything that was coming. It would take all the fun out of living it if he did.

"So you're our son," Blaine said.

Rory sort smiled and lowered his head. "Yeah, I guess I am."

"What we want to know," Kurt said, "is why you're here. You clearly don't belong in this time."

"It was a mistake," Rory said.

Kurt motioned for him to take the seat that Kurt had pulled up close to the bed. Rory removed his shoes and dropped the bag he'd been carrying. He held himself a little different, both more relaxed and weighed down.

"What happened?" Blaine asked.

"Something happened and I was very upset," Rory said carefully, "Aunt Brittany—"

"As in Brittany Pierce?" Kurt asked.

Rory nodded. "Yes, she is brilliant, actually, Brittany. An inventor."

Kurt couldn't help but snort. "Really?"

"Yes, really," Rory said and he actually looked a little offended, but his expression changed quickly enough, "I know she's a little out there, but that's what makes her such a genius I guess. Anyway, she created a time machine – she's creating it now. I've been around her for as long as I can remember and I've been around the things she's created so I always knew about it but it was never anything that got a patent."

Kurt shared a look with Blaine. He couldn't believe that Brittany had actually gone and built a time machine. He did remember seeing Jacob Ben Israel's video from the first week of school and how she's made some mention of a time machine. He made a note to pay more attention to her when she spoke.

"So, something happened," Blaine said, "and you thought you'd go back and change it?"

Rory nodded. "I guess I thought if I wanted it enough it would take me to the time I wanted to go. It doesn't quite work that way. It just brought me here to Brittany's basement and when I got up the stairs I was suddenly an exchange student from Ireland so I just went with it. Santana and Brittany know, they were expecting me."

Here Rory hesitated, but then he seemed to make up his mind a moment later, "you can't let her know I told you, but Sugar is also from the future."

Kurt's eyes widened and he coughed. "She's not your sister, is she?"

Rory shook his head fervently. "No! Definitely not."

"Oh, good."

"More like a cousin," Rory said, "and I won't say more on who her parents are. You sent her after me. Future, you, I mean, after it all happened you sent her after me, but it got her here before me and I don't know what she did or how but she figured everything out and she just fixed up my arrival."

Rory had his hands clasped in front of him and he looked a little worried.

"What happened?" Kurt said, "what made you think that only time travel could be the way to solve something?"

Rory looked away from them.

"Rory?" Blaine asked.

"You can tell us anything," Kurt added.

Rory shook his head. "Don't do that," he said, "don't act like them."

Kurt looked at Blaine and saw that his boyfriend was also looking a bit startled. Neither knew what to say. Kurt bit down on his lip.

"You said someone close to you had been to a hospital very recently," Kurt said, "so I'm thinking it was in the future. And I can't think of anyone else but Blaine and I being so important in your life. So, what happens, Rory?"

Rory looked back and forth from both of them and then he shook his head. "I can't," he said, "I can't tell you what happens because that will change everything."

"Or solve it," Kurt said, "please Rory?"

Blaine's hand took hold of Kurt's and Kurt looked away from Rory.

"No," Blaine said, "you won't force him to tell us anything, Kurt, he's said enough. We can talk about something else."

Rory physically calmed down and Kurt nodded before he got off the bed to go stand by Rory. "I'm sorry, but I can't help but worry."

Rory shook his head. "It's who you are, dad."

Kurt gasped.

"Sorry," Rory said.

"Don't be."

Sugar thought Rory was acting a little strange. It was an odd week at school with Mr Shuester introducing the hot night school Spanish teacher to them. Sugar was sure that something was up with him though and she couldn't just pass it off as being about Blaine's injury anymore. Thy ll knew that he was going to be okay. His surgery had gone well and he'd be back before they knew it. It was too bad that he was missing Mr. Hottie but Kurt was doing enough drooling for both of her uncles combined.

Her Mami had taken direct offense over everything that Mr. Shue said this week and Sugar knew that she's been the one to put in a complaint about him. Sugar hadn't really grown up knowing much about her Hispanic side so she had mostly just found everything hilarious.

"Hey," Artie said rolling up to her. He was holding a sombrero and looking a little uncomfortable.

Ever since Artie has asked her out things had been a bit awkward. The worst part was that Sugar actually thought Artie was really cool. She hasn't met him even once in the future. She knew of him of course. Everyone did. Rory had always been a big fan and Sugar hated thinking about it but she knew that her mom had dated him once.

"Hey," She said.

"I hope there's no hard feelings," Artie said, "I've just been a bit lonely and with valentine's say coming up..."

Sugar didn't think before she spoke next, "I'm throwing a party," she told him, "it's my favorite holiday."

Artie nodded and smiled a little bit.

"I'll see you in glee."

She nodded and smiled. He rolled away with his hat and Sugar couldn't help but look after him and sigh. It was very much unfair that a guy that nice wasn't from the future.

Rory and Kurt were standing together at Blaine's locker. Even though he was out of school an supposed to rest Blaine was still asking for his homework. Sugar thought it was crazy. If she had been out of school with a genuine excuse she would have never asked for her homework.

When she approached them, Rory stopped talking. Kurt glanced at him and then at Sugar.

Sugar hadn't really interacted with Kurt all that much. She had originally been keeping her distance from all of them and then it felt awkward and although she didn't want to really admit it she always felt a bit jealous that she and her moms couldn't have that kind of relationship. Santana and Brittany were full of issues though. Had she not been living proof that they would be happy together in the future, Sugar would have really doubted them ever lasting.

"Did you need something?" Kurt asked.

"Not really," Sugar said, "frankly I've forgotten what I needed to say."

Rory was staring at his father with an odd expression that was not his usual one of adoration and it was that which gave him away.

He had told.

"You told them!"

Rory resembled a light struck deer and Kurt the better actor pretended to look confused but Sugar knew that they were both hoping she'd just believe that nothing had been told.

"I cannot believe you! This is the one thing you weren't supposed to do. I even let you be their friend."

Kurt looked between the two of them and then he placed a hand on Rory's shoulder. They looked so much like the father and son of the future that Sugar almost forgot that this Kurt was much younger.

"He hasn't told me everything. And I do believe him. It's happened and Blaine and I know now and were going I try and help as much as we can."

Kurt was so calm that Sugar couldn't argue back. The only thing she feared was that this might change something. She voiced her concern.

"And what if we were supposed to find out?"

"You can't know that you were supposed to," Sugar said but then she shrugged, "but I guess there's nothing we can do anymore. Just, Rory, be careful what you tell them."

He nodded.

She walked out of their way and tried to remind herself that there really was nothing to be done and that for that reason alone she shouldn't be so angry. When she looked back at them they were laughing and Kurt seemed to stand closer to Rory and he was always touching him as if to make sure he was real. He was made to be a father, to be Rory's dad.

As she walked away she realized one other thing, she was going to have to plan a Valentine's Day party. But first she had to go and switch into Spanish.

Author's Note: They know! I hesitated on if they should find out and when I finally decided that they would I hesitated on writing the scene following what happened last chapter, but I liked not showing it instead and just jumping into the more interesting parts of it. So, that's what happened.

I also really didn't like The Spanish Teacher and I didn't have the time to actually watch the episode again, so I decided to write around it and most of this takes place during Michael anyway. The only part that is during The Spanish Teacher is the last scene and really I just want to forget this episode even happened so that's all you'll get for it.

I hope you all liked it and I hope you enjoy glee tonight. Kurt finally has a solo! I'm so excited. I'm more excited for the Christmas episode, though. White Christmas sounds amazing.

If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. I'm also on tumblr where I will probably leave little progress reports on how my writing is going and occasionally previews for upcoming chapters. So stop by. tumblr: emquin.

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