When Pam Anderson walked into Blaine’s apartment, Kurt was very surprised when he wasn’t met with a kick to the head. Instead, he was met with Pam practically toppling him over and squeezing the life out of him.

“It’s good to see you, kid. I can’t believe it’s been three years. Thank you so much for staying with Blaine when I couldn’t be here. It means a lot to me,” Pam said into his ear before pulling back, a hand still on his shoulder. “You look good. How is everything? I haven’t talked to Carole in about a year-”

“You talked to Carole while Blaine and I were broken up?” Kurt stared at Pam, bewildered. He had no idea they were even friends.

“Well, we had to keep each other updated on our favorite boys,” Pam replied, beaming at Kurt, then turning to her son. “Speaking of, how are you feeling, Blaine?”

“I’ve been better,” he smiled at his mom, waving his casted arm at her and then pulling her into a hug. “Thank you for being here.”

“Of course, honey,” she kissed his cheek and pulled away from him. “I’m sorry your dad couldn’t be here. He was caught up with work. He does wish he could be here.”

“I’m sure he does, mom,” Blaine’s smile now seemed a little strained. Kurt knew Blaine would be upset at that, his dad should be there for him no matter how much work he was caught up in. If this had happened to Kurt, his dad would have been there in a heartbeat. Speaking of which, he should probably call his dad and tell him what happened. He’d be mad at Kurt if he found out from someone else and Kurt knew.

The three of them sat on Blaine’s couch, Blaine in the middle and Pam and Kurt on either side of him. “Kurt,” Pam began, “how is your fashion business going? I know it was barely in its diapers when I last talked to Carole.”

“Um, it’s going pretty well,” Kurt smiled at her awkwardly. “I saved up enough to buy a studio, so now we have an online store. It’s called Kurt’s Kouture, obviously. But even though that’s doing well, I’m still hoping to get back on broadway.”

“Back?” Blaine piped in.

“I was a swing in a show a few years back,” Kurt explained. “But once it closed, Isabelle kept telling me to start my own business now that I stopped working at Vogue. So I did. It’s doing well, but you know broadway is where my heart is at.”

Blaine was looking at Kurt like he was in awe of him. “I can’t believe you’re doing all of this. I’m so happy for you.”

“Thanks,” Kurt couldn’t help but blush. “I got a callback for Finding Neverland. It’s coming back to broadway after 3 years of it being off.”

“You’re going to get it,” Blaine said assuredly. “You’re amazing. There’s no way you wouldn’t.”

“I hope,” Kurt sighed. “It’s okay if I don’t. It’s not like I’m a starving actor, I can still be content with my business if I don’t get it.”

“Oh, you’ll get it,” Pam said. “I’ve seen you sing. You’re almost as good as my son.” Pam smiled at Blaine and nudged him with her shoulder.

“Have I auditioned for anything on Broadway?” Blaine inquired, looking at Kurt and then to his mother.

“No,” Pam shook her head. “You started working at a theatre off-broadway that was exclusively for shows for kids. You loved it so much that you stopped wanting to do anything else but that. Right now, you only are acting and it doesn’t pay much so that’s why you have to work at the restaurant too. But you’re being promoted soon, which means you’ll have a hand in the shows they choose and the actual production of the shows which means you’ll be getting paid more.”

“That’s...not what I expected but awesome nonetheless,” Blaine’s smile faltered. “Tina told me I graduated from NYU. Did I not get into NYADA?”

“Why do you use Tina to get information from?” Kurt groaned and put his head in his hands. This explained why he barely kept in touch with Tina anymore, only seeing and talking to her when he had to.

“Why do you always deflect my questions?” Blaine asked, annoyance creeping into his tone.

“Um, you did get into NYADA,” Pam interrupted, saving them from the argument they were about to have. “But, uh, things happened and you couldn’t attend anymore.”

“Things? Mom, I thought you would at least be completely honest with me,” Blaine looked disappointed. “I don’t understand why I wouldn’t continue to attend NYADA if I got in.”

“Blaine, it’s not my place to explain this to you. In fact, I think it would be best if you and Kurt had a long, mature conversation about what happened between the two of you when you’re both ready,” Pam said calmly, looking at both of them nervously.

“What does this have to do with Kurt?” Blaine narrowed his eyes at his mom.

“A lot,” Kurt answered. “I really think you should try to fill in the rest of the details in yourself. I can’t just tell you everything that happened.”

“I might never remember!” Blaine exclaimed, clearly frustrated. “We already talked about this.”

“Blaine, it’s barely been a day. You already remembered something, so I’m willing to bet you will continue remembering stuff. Just give it a few weeks, please? You need to be a patient.” Kurt was glad Pam was there because somehow, her presence was keeping him relatively calm.

“You’re right,” Blaine put his hand over Kurt’s and Kurt tried hard not to flinch. “I’m sorry for being so pushy about all of this. It’s just you don’t understand how frustrating it is to find all these things out and not remember them happening.”

“You don’t have to apologize, Blaine,” Pam said, resting a hand on Blaine’s shoulder. “What happened is not your fault.”

“Mom,” Blaine let go of Kurt’s hand and turned towards Pam. “You know how you asked me if I wanted to come home? I-I think I want to do that. Everything is so confusing and it would be nice to just be in a familiar area. Maybe I can help Sam with the New Directions for a little while.”

“Are you sure?” Pam asked. “You seemed pretty confident that you wanted to stay in New York.”

“I’m sure,” Blaine nodded. “I think it’ll be good for me. I should take things a little slower and everything in New York is so fast and-”

“You can absolutely come home with me,” Pam smiled at her son. “I miss having you around. Anyway, are you hungry? Have you eaten yet?”

“Uh, no,” Blaine replied. “I haven’t eaten anything yet.”

“Okay,” Pam patted Blaine’s shoulder before standing up, “Kurt and I will go make you something. You stay here.”

“Um...okay,” Blaine gave his mom a confused look before picking up the remote on the coffee table and turning on the TV.

Kurt stood up and followed Pam into the kitchen. He was not excited to talk to Pam alone. She might have been playing nice for Blaine’s sake and he was not ready for Pam Anderson’s wrath.

“All right,” Kurt said, opening his arms, “just get it over with. Yell at me.”

“Kurt, I’m not going to yell at you,” Pam sighed and opened one of Blaine’s cabinets, pulling out a box of angel hair pasta. “Am I a little upset that you stopped talking to me after you broke up with Blaine? Sure. But Blaine did the same to your family. It’s understandable. I wanted to talk to you because I think you deserve to know some things that Blaine isn’t going to be able to tell you.”

“Like what?” Kurt asked, wearily eyeing Pam.

“Like the reason Blaine and David broke up,” Pam replied while filling up a pot with water.

“I don’t see how that’s any of my business,” Kurt said, but really he just didn’t want to know. He didn’t want to hear about Blaine and Dave’s relationship, even the ending of it.

Pam put the pot on the stove and turned the stove on, letting the water boil and then she turned to Kurt. “It’s your business because the reason they broke up is because of you.”

Kurt snorted. “I’m sorry, you expect me to believe that when they were together for three years? Maybe if it was only a few months after I would believe that, but not years.”

“Why would I lie about that?” Pam crossed her arms. Kurt didn’t have an answer. There really was no reason for her to make it up. “See? I wouldn’t. They broke up because Dave found Blaine looking at pictures of you and him. Dave was angry and Blaine admitted that he still loved you. Blaine loves you, Kurt. He never stopped.”

Kurt felt his eyes well up with tears and he quickly blinked them away. “I wish that mattered, Pam.” Kurt felt like he was going to throw up. “But it doesn’t. It doesn’t matter if we still love each other, we don’t know each other anymore.”

“Then start over,” Pam suggested.

“It doesn’t work like that. There will always be this past between us. It’s not something that’s going to go away.”

“I don’t want to see my son miserable anymore,” Pam looked sad. “He was always happiest when he was with you.”

“Pam, I can’t just swoop back into his life. I care about him, I really do. But we both need time. Once that time is given to us, maybe he and I can have a conversation about our relationship. But I need to have that conversation when he remembers the past seven years.”

“And if that doesn’t happen?”

“Then...then we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it,” Kurt merely shrugged his shoulders, there wasn’t more to say. “Look, it was really nice seeing you. But I think I should go. Rachel and Jesse are waiting for me back home.”

“Well, don’t be a stranger anymore,” Pam took a step closer to Kurt and pulled him in for a hug. “I miss Blaine being around, but I miss you too. And I’m sure Carole and Burt miss Blaine.”

“I’m sure they do,” Kurt smiled and let go of Pam. “See you later. Remember to go easy on the butter.”

Pam grinned at him, most likely remembering how Kurt had criticized the amount of butter she put on pasta the first time he ever ate over Blaine’s. “I will. See you, kid.”

Kurt gave her a quick wave before walking back out to the living room to say goodbye to Blaine. “Hey, I’m going to head out.”

Blaine paused the show he was watching. “Already?”

“Yeah, I still feel kind of bad for ditching Rachel and Jesse,” Kurt explained. “And I have a pint of ice cream that’s waiting to be eaten in my freezer.”

Blaine laughed at that and stood up, immediately pulling Kurt into his arms. “I’ll miss you while I’m in Lima,” Blaine mumbled into Kurt’s shoulder.

“I’ll miss you, too,” Kurt replied truthfully. No matter how much it hurt to see Blaine, a part of him still felt so good to be around him again. Kurt squeezed Blaine one more time before pulling away. “All right. Feel better.”

“I’ll try,” Blaine smiled at him before waving his goodbye. Kurt waved back and exited the apartment.