An: Inspired by lyrics from "Nothing In The World" by Atomic Kitten
Burt glanced at his watch to see how late it was getting. "I guess I should probably get going," he told Carole, reluctantly withdrawing his arm from around her shoulders. "I did promise Kurt we could spend one last night together in the old house," he reminded her, aware that he probably didn't have to. Carole was so much more organized than him that she would probably be the one reminding him of things.
"Are we doing the right thing?" Carole asked, voicing the doubts that had been creeping in ever since she had said yes to Burt's proposal. Memories of their last attempt to live under one roof kept haunting her. "Is this fair to the boys?"
Burt turned a little on the couch so that he could face her, and took his fiance's hand. "This is totally fair to our boys," he told her, putting emphasis on the word ours. "In fact I think we owe it to them to remind them what being part of a complete family is like. Having you in his life is good for Kurt. You understand him in a way I never could. The way his mother would if she was still here. And Finn deserves a father-figure in life. I know we've had our problems but when we go out to a game or just catch one together on the tv, I know he's enjoying himself."
"But the last time . . ."
"That's all in the past. We've all discussed that incident and I think we've moved past it. I'm not saying that Finn and Kurt are going to get along all the time, that Finn and I won't disagree on something, or that you and I won't disagree on some decision that needs to be made but I do know that I love you and Finn. It's going to take effort on all our parts, but we're going to be a family. The four of us need each other. I need you, Carole."
Carole smiled, letting her fears melt away. She had fallen for Burt Hummel the first time they had gone out to dinner. He made her feel safe and secure in a way that no other man had since Finn's father had passed away. She leaned forward and gave her soon-to-be husband a kiss.
"Go give Kurt his one last night with his father," she told him, breaking away, "because come tomorrow he's going to be sharing you with us."
"I can't wait," Burt told her, getting to his feet. Tonight it might just be him and his son but after tomorrow he would have Carole and their sons. It was a nice thought to be departing with.