Burt Hummel  was really worried about his son. Kurt hadn’t had an easiest year. He was bullied, badly; he was threatened; they even made him a prom queen and Burt was sure, that there was something more, that Kurt hadn’t told him about. Burt started thinking, that if he would have convinced his son to go to Dalton, Kurt wouldn’t be so depressed. Kurt would be much happier, like he was before. But now, Kurt was barely eating, he actually didn’t care about his clothes anymore and Burt hadn’t heard him singing for months. Kurt was lonely and sad and pushed people away. Kurt wasn’t… Kurt.

“Do you know about Kurt’s plans for the summer?” Burt asked Finn one day at a garage.

Finn swallowed over the engine. It was obvious, that Finn didn’t feel comfortable, when Burt asked him about Kurt.. again.

“No,” Finn answered but didn’t stop working. “I don’t think he has any.”
Burt scratched his neck and frowned.

“Is Rachel still trying to bond with him?” Burt asked Finn again. And Finn was still terribly uncomfortable.

“No,” he said. “After… New York .. Kurt got really mad at her and he pushed her away, so Rachel gave up.”

“Hm,” Burt hummed. Right.. New York. Kurt was really disappointed when they lost the competition, although he loved New York itself. It was the last positive event in his life.

“Do you think that he needs.. you know, help?” Burt asked a few moments later.

Finn gave him a long look, before answering.

“Like an.. psychologist?“ Burt nodded. „I think it wouldn’t hurt.“

„Are you Burt Hummel?“

Burt turned to the voice and a saw a boy, not older, that Kurt, standing by the car he was working on.

„Yes?“

„I’m Blaine. Blaine Anderson,“ the boy introduced. „I heard, that you are looking for employee for the summer.“

„You want a job?“ Burt was suprised. Yes, Finn could handle cars very well, but this boy really didn’t seem like someone.. who woud know much about the engines.

„For the summer, yes,“ Blaine nodded. „My dad and I worked on a car few years back, so it wouldn’t be my first time..“

„Huh,“ Burt signed. He examined Blaine’s proper look. „Don’t give me wrong, but you seem like a kind of boy, whose parents are rich. Why would you need a job anyway?“

Blaine carefully bit his lip. „Uhm, yes they are wealthy enough to provide me a safe private school, but I wouldn’t call them rich. I just  want to collect some money for future..“

Burt’s heart raced. There weren’t many private schools around here..

„You go to Dalton?“

Blaine’s face light up with suprise, but now he became really nervious. Burt guessed, that he had also his reasons for going to such a fancy and.. safe school.

„Yeah,“ Blaine answered, but didn’t say nothing more.

“I wanted my son transfer there back in the fall, but he refused.. it isn’t exactly the cheapest, you know, and he has too big heart to spend such money.. He’s a lot like his mother..”

Blaine smiled shyly and stayed there in silence, as Burt finished up his work. It was late, and now was the good time to get home to get some rest. Dinner would be ready soon..

“I tell you what,” he told Blaine. “Come here tomorrow and I’ll see if you have what it takes to have the job, and then, we’ll talk about it, okay?”

“Okay,” Blaine nodded. “Yes, that’s great. What time should I come?”