AN: Just a possible missing scene for "Furt". Inspired by lyrics from "Postscript" by Finch
As Carole held the door open for me, I walked into our new house. "Well, we've got everything from both the houses. Now we just need to unpack," I commented, as she followed me into the house.
I immediately heard the raised voices of our two sons coming from the kitchen. Placing the box on top of a pile of boxes, I glanced at Carole. "Let them settle it between themselves" she said quietly as she pushed the front door closed.
"There is no way I'm making this speech. It's . . . It's just not me!" I heard Finn shout.
My mind wondered briefly what Finn had been about to refer to the speech as but I pushed it out of my mind. Whatever it was, he hadn't said it, and that at least counted for something.
"Fine!" Kurt shouted back. "Make your own speech then but don't ruin all my hard work by goofing it up!"
Moments later Kurt came marching out of the kitchen. He walked by me and Carole without a glance and stomped up the steps. The slam of a door soon followed my son's retreat. In the kitchen I could hear several loud bangs and Finn muttering.
I looked again at Carole.
"They're teenagers. Disagreements are going to happen," she told me.
"Are we making a mistake. Our sons our as different as night and day. What if they never get along, we'll be signing up for two years of this," I tell her.
This is not the first argument Finn and Kurt have had since we broke the wedding news to them. This whole moving process had seemed to be punctuated with arguments. Dinner at Breadstixs last night had consisted of forced conversation because the two weren't talking to one another because of an earlier argument.
Carole walked toward me and wrapped her arms around me. "Tensions are just high right now. Once the wedding is over tomorrow and we can all get settled into our new lives, things will calm down. We'll all adust, you'll see."
"I hope so," I tell her, holding her close against me as I lean in to kiss my soon to be wife.
The passion I feel between us reminds me why we are doing this and pushes the overheard shouting and emotional outburst of our sons out of my mind for the time being. Tonight I would enjoy just being with Carole. The four of us could work on figuring out how to be a family after tomorrow when things started to settle down.