Sunday was spent in an uncomfortable silence at the Hummel house.  Kurt and Blaine sat on the couch doing homework and watching movies while Burt cooked them food and paced around in the background.  The phone rang three different times that day and each time it felt like the air stopped circulating and all three of them held their breath, but the call was never from the Anderson house.  Burt had agreed to keep Blaine until Tracy and Tom sorted things out so there was no question when night time rolled around if Blaine would stay another night.  Burt tucked them in early being that they had such a long day and went back to the couch.

Things at the Anderson house were not much different.  Tracy wanted to give Tom as much time as he needed but when night time fell and there had been no conversation between the two of them she thought she was going to explode.  In the kitchen she finished up her pot of tea before pouring two glasses and going into the living room.

"He's gay, isn't he?"  Tracy handed Tom his tea with a confused look on her face before sitting next to him on the couch.  "I mean there is no hope of him being straight.  Even if he hasn't come out to us, even if he doesn't know yet, he is gay.  There are no if, ands, or buts about it.  Our son is gay."

"I think that's a pretty safe bet to put your money on."

Tom let out a frustrated groan before picking up a magazine on their coffee table and started reading it.  On the side of the couch Tracy rolled her eyes before pulling the magazine from Tom's hands and throwing it onto the table.

"You can't avoid this conversation forever, you know that right? We're going to have to talk about it."

"What do you want me to say, Tracy? That I'm okay with it? Because I'm not. And I know that I should be and believe me I have spent all day trying. I just can't."

"Why not, Tom? What about it is so wrong?" Tracy set her mug down on the coffee table and turned to face Tom completely, "I've spent all day wondering why it is taking you all day to figure this out, so let me help you. Tell me what is bothering you and we can work through it."

"I just love him too much!" Tracy jumped back at the sudden volume of Tom's voice.  "I love, Blaine.  I love taking him to the park and playing football with him. I love watching Sunday Night Football with him in the living room.  I love taking him to the batting cages or go-kart racing.  I love taking to the baseball games when I get the tickets from work.  Splitting a bag of sunflower seeds, sitting back, smelling the freshly cut grass, and hearing the pop of the baseball bat. I love that and I don't want any of that to be different.  I don't want Blaine to stop wanting those things, too.  I was so looking forward to all the times I would sit down with Blaine and have to give him girl advice; or the first time he told us about getting kissed.  Blaine being gay is going to change all of that. He isn't going to want to do boy stuff anymore and I don't want that for him.  I want him to go to the baseball games and fit in with everyone else. He can't be different because then he won't be Blaine. And I just love who Blaine is."  Tom finally looked up from his lap to find Tracy's eyes.  They were darker than he had ever seen.

"If you really love Blaine then you have an awful way of showing it.  Did you hear what you just said? You can't accept your own son because you don't want to suffer through him being different. How do you think he is feeling? Do you think he wants to be different or ridiculed? I would bet my life that he doesn't.  What Blaine is going to go through with the kids at school and the random strangers in this town is not going to be easy, and at the end of the day he is going to want to come home to a house that accepts him and loves him for exactly who he is.  Nothing is going to change with Blaine. Do you even know what being gay means, Tom? Because I'm starting to think that you don't. Let me lay it all out for you: being gay means that a boy likes other boys. It's that simple.   There is nothing about him not wanting to play football or go to baseball games with his dad.  The Blaine that you took to those games this summer is the same Blaine that is at the Hummel's house right now probably scared out of his mind. You just happen to know a little more information about him.  He is still going to have dating and relationship questions, he is still going to have his heart broken, he is still your son.  He is still a boy and his interest in sports and cars and whatever else you two like to talk about isn't going to change."  Tracy sat up a little straighter and looked Tom square in the eyes, "My son is coming home tomorrow after school and if you can't handle that or if you can't accept that or if you even have the tiniest bit of doubt about our son still then you better call an emergency business trip to somewhere far far away because you will not be welcomed back into this house until you can learn to love you son for who he is. Am I clear?"

Tracy didn't even wait for her husband to answer before she grabbed her mug off the table and went upstairs to their bedroom locking the door behind her.

Kurt and Blaine both laid silently letting the other one get lost in their thoughts.  After they both figured out that sleep was not going to come easily tonight Kurt broke the silence.

"Are you scared?"

Blaine was silent for a few moments before taking a deep breath, "Wouldn't you be? If your parents sent you away for kissing someone else and then didn't call for two day, wouldn't you be scared?"

Kurt rolled onto his side to face Blaine, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry, Kurt-"

"No. I'm not... well I am sorry that this is happening with your parents but I'm sorry for pulling away from you after my mom died."  Blaine turned to mirror Kurt with his eyebrows furrowed.  "We made a promise to each other that after... it happened we would be there for each other, and then when it finally came I broke that promise.  I wouldn't let you keep that promise, and by the time I realized that it was too late.  Your dad already thought I was hurting you and he pulled you away.  Everything that happened is my fault and I am so sorry.  Maybe things at home would be different now if I hadn't done that."

"Kurt, where is this coming from?"

"I'm scared."  Kurt hid his face in his pillow making his words barely audible.  "I don't want you to make the same mistake I did; I don't want you to pull away from me right now.  I don't know if things at your house are going to get any easier but I want to be there for you.  You're my best friend.  I don't want you to have to go through this alone; I don't think I can go through this alone.  I want to make that promise again, but actually keep it this time.  I am going to be there for you, Blaine. I-"

"Stop.  Of course I will promise you that again, but what happened when we were younger wasn't your fault. I get it, okay? Things were hard and you were scared and I'm sure you were just... I can't even imagine what you were going through.  I don't blame you and you shouldn't blame yourself.  It was my dad's fault, okay?"  Kurt nodded before turning back to face Blaine.  "I fought for our friendship like my life depended on it back then. I kicked and I screamed and I did everything I could and I'm going to do that now.  If my dad says we can't be friends then I will fight.  I'm not losing you again."

"And I'll be right there by your side."

The boys smiled at each other before turning on their backs to face the ceiling.  "Why are you making it seem like I'm the only one going through something? I know your dad accepts you, and me I guess, but like, I know my home life isn't great right now because of it but this has been a big weekend for you too.  Aren't you scared of the fact that you are gay?  Aren't you afraid of what's going to happen? I mean, Dave hasn't been easy on you, already and now it's just going to get worse."

"Just because I came out to my dad and to you doesn't mean I have to come out at school.  I'm not ready for that.  Ya, I'm scared, but I know that I can come out to them on my own time.  Besides, I have you by my side; that makes everything a whole lot better."

Blaine smiled even though Kurt wasn't looking, "So, we can just keep this between us? Nothing at school has to change?"

"Of course.  I think we both know that it is going to hell when people start to find out.  Why not keep our innocence for as long as we can?"

"Thank you.  I don't know what I would do without you."

"Well we've been there before and it wasn't pretty."

Blaine laughed lightly before going silent.  Right before Blaine fell asleep he felt Kurt's hand slip into his.

"I don't know what is going to come in the future, Blaine, but I couldn't have asked for a better best friend."

"Me either, Kurt."

"Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams."