A/N: Sorry about the delay in this chapter. I've had it written for ages I just haven't got the time to actually post it. I've started studying again so I'm trying real hard to balance my life out again.

Thanks to Shelly for being my amazing beta friend :D

Chapter 18

Blaine pulled away from Kurt the instant he saw those eyes on him. There was no mistaking the man for Kurt's father, even though the physical resemblance wasn't very striking, he had the Kurt Hummel glare going on. As Blaine pulled away, he felt Kurt tremble against him and he prayed that he wouldn't wake up just yet. He didn't know how Kurt would handle his dad being there. Hell, he didn't know how he was going to handle Kurt's dad being there.

"Who are you?" Burt asked, his voice blank of any emotion, though Blaine thought maybe his eyes were a little red.

"I'm Blaine Anderson. I'm Kurt's English teacher." Blaine held out his hand, he was a little scared that Burt would take it and break it, but the older man shook it firmly and nodded grimly. "Kurt was awake a little while ago,"

"How...The doctors said he has to stay for a bit." Burt took off his baseball hat and ran a hand over his bald head, before placing the hat back on. Blaine watched him do it a few times, noticing that every time he did it he looked over at Kurt as if he was waiting for his son to say something to him. Kurt never did.

"Yeah, Kurt isn't too thrilled about that." Blaine said gently.

"His mom died in a hospital." Burt muttered looking down.

"I'm sorry." Blaine whispered, not knowing what else to say.

"He's scared of them. When he had to come here last year, he freaked out more than I thought he would. People thought I didn't care about him because I pulled him out before they gave him a chance to get better. But I could see it in his eyes. Him being here, it was hurting him."

Blaine nodded silently, he knew Burt was talking about when Kurt had passed out at school, he had read some of the reports that said he had been checked into the hospital but had been taken out almost straight away against the doctor's wishes.

"Are you who he's been with recently?" Burt's question made Blaine jump, what could he say to that? Blaine knew that they had been spending time together doing things that weren't really appropriate for a student and teacher to be doing; the endless nights of watching reality television shows, the lunches and the dinner. But it was all innocent, except for the way Kurt had looked at him today when he realised it hadn't been a date Blaine and Sebastian had been on.

"I've been helping him with his work." Blaine answered, it was the truth. Kurt's grades had improved since he had started to tutor him.

"He's been going out a lot more, I thought maybe he was with you." Burt did the move with the hat again and Blaine felt so sorry for him. He could tell the older man thought he was losing his son. Blaine wanted to know desperately what had happened between them. How had it all gone so bad between them.

"He comes to my house some nights." Blaine whispered.

Burt froze and looked up at him, he nodded again and chewed on the inside of his cheek. Blaine wandered if he is getting ready to beat the crap out of him. His mind sarcastically told him that he was in the right place for it. "Has he told you about the voices?"

"Yes." Blaine whispered, a little relieved that Burt hadn't hurt him. "He was getting better. He was... he was happier."

"I heard him singing yesterday." Burt whispered and that was all it took for the older man to wipe his eyes roughly as tears started to fall.

"I didn't know he sang." Blaine said softly. He turned and looked at Kurt who was still fast asleep. He could picture him singing now, his eyes alight with passion, he wished he knew what he sounded like. He had a feeling it could only be a beautiful sound to come out of his mouth.

"He used to sing all the time with his mom, he used to want to be on Broadway." Burt smiled, the tears were still falling and he didn't bother to wipe them away now. "When Elizabeth died, he stopped singing, the light was gone. I...He looks so much like her. I miss her every day. I...I've been an awful dad."

Blaine sucked his lip. Kurt had said that Burt had been, but he didn't want to take sides. He owed it to Kurt to support him, but he couldn't let Burt beat himself up about this. "I'll bet that's not true..."

"I couldn't even look at him. I was so caught up in my own grief that I just...forgot that Kurt was dealing with it too. That it was worse for him because he was just a kid and I was the adult and I should have pulled my crap together."

"You had lost your wife, you did the best you could." Blaine said gently.

"I should have been there." Burt sighed. Blaine knew that he was right, he should have been there more for his son but they couldn't change the past now.

"You can't turn back and change it now, but you can be there for him now. He's going to need you, more than ever, he's going to need you now."

Burt nodded slowly and looked up towards Blaine. "I...I trust that there's no...funny...funny business between you two."

Blaine couldn't help the laugh that left his mouth, he was shocked at the sound but he had been walking on egg shells the whole conversation, scared that Burt would pounce on him, for him to say it like that showed that he wasn't feeling anger towards him, not yet at least. "No, I'm just trying to be there for him. I feel like I've let him down."

"Well like you said, we can only go from here." Burt whispered, and it was that comment that told Blaine, Kurt was going to be okay.