Finn had never been more grateful for Burt than he was in that moment of time. The minute Kurt saw his dad walk into the room he jumped off of Finn's lap and rushed towards the older man, wrapping his arms tight around him and clinging to him for all his life had to offer. Burt, who had already spoken to Carol knew what was going on and picked his son up and held him tight.

“You okay?” He whispered. Kurt nodded his head and let his head rest on his Father's shoulder.

“Finn said he’d take me to the park.” Kurt smiled playing with his Father's flannel shirt.

“That sounds like fun.” Burt smiled. “It’s getting late though so you should head to bed.”

“And then be up bright and early to go to the park tomorrow?” Kurt asked bouncing a little in his Father's arms.

“You betcha.” Burt smiled, placing a soft kiss to his son's cheek. Kurt scrambled down and looked over at Finn.

“Come on we have to go to bed now!” He said rushing over to him and pulling at his hand. “I want to go to the park. So come on Finn!”

“Okay, okay I’m coming.” Finn laughed, pleased that Kurt seemed happier already and for the moment his mind wasn’t on anything that could upset him. Kurt rushed downstairs to the bedroom that Finn had pretty much moved into now.

“Finn, are you okay?” Burt asked softly.

“Me? Why wouldn’t I be?” Finn frowned. Kurt was the one that was hurt, not him.

“Because I know how much you care, and I know sometimes caring hurts you. I know for the past couple of days it’s been all about Kurt, but maybe tomorrow night me and you can watch the game together?”
Finn smiled, his mom was very lucky to have found a man so amazing like Burt, and he was honoured to have him as a Father. “I’d like that.” Finn smiled softly. “But don’t worry about me. I’m okay, I just want Kurt back.”

“Kurt is Kurt.” Burt said gently. “He might not be the Kurt you remember, but that boy downstairs waiting for you, that’s Kurt, that's my son. He’s exactly like he was when he was a child, and if it means I have to watch him slowly grow up again into the smart boy I know he is, then so be it.”

“I know.” Finn sighed. “I just miss him.”

“He’s downstairs.” Burt smiled.

Finn nodded, chewing on his lip. “I invited Mercedes tomorrow. When I picked him up today, Danny said it would be good to slowly introduce people from his old life back in. He said that he’s noticing slight dependency issues.”

“On the Blaine kid?” Burt asked. Finn nodded. “Did he say anything about what he saw today?”

“No, but he knows what the word is. He doesn’t know what it means.” Finn said quietly, he didn’t want to remind Burt of what he said down in the basement. It nearly split their family up then, he didn’t want to split them up again, not now.

“Okay, let’s keep it that way for now. And I think inviting Mercedes is a wonderful idea. Maybe tell him about her before he goes to sleep?”

“Okay. I will.” Finn smiled. “Good night, Burt.”

“Good night, Son.”

Finn walked downstairs, a proud glow in his chest.

Kurt was sitting on Finn's bed jumping a little, wearing one of Finn’s football tees and a pair of pyjama pants. Finn chuckled at him, he looked rather cute like that. “I couldn’t find a shirt.” Kurt grinned at him. “And I liked this one.”

“Then you can wear it.”

“I already am, silly.” Kurt giggled, poking his tongue out. Finn rolled his eyes and slipped his jeans off and pulled his pyjama pants on and a clean shirt before sliding into the bed. Kurt instantly wrapped himself around him. “This okay, Finn?”

“This is fine.” Finn whispered. He thought back to a time where cuddling up in bed with Kurt would have been something he would never have thought about, and if thoughts like that did come to his mind he would push them away as fast as he could. But he liked it like this. He liked having someone depend on him.

“I have a surprise for you.” Finn whispered, his hand slowly playing with Kurt’s hair, he knew that it relaxed him.

“Oh? What is it?” Kurt giggled, jumping a little more.

“Calm down.” Finn chuckled. “Tomorrow at the park, one of your friends that you might not remember, is coming.”

“I don’t remember any friends from when I was big.” Kurt whispered sadly.

“I know, but Danny said it might be good, and she misses you.”

“What’s her name?” Kurt asked quietly, a little nervous.

“Mercedes.”

“That’s a pretty name.” Kurt thought aloud. “Is she nice?”

“The nicest.” Finn smiled. “You two are the fashion divas at school. You go shopping together every Saturday, and you sleep over at her house sometimes and you come back telling us how you sang and watched films all night.”

“That sounds like fun.” Kurt smiled, closing his eyes trying to imagine it like it was all a dream. “I wish I could remember that.”

“I know. But tomorrow you’ll see her, and maybe you can make some new memories.”

“I’d like that.” Kurt smiled. “I’m getting sleepy now Finn.”

“Okay, you close your eyes and get some sleep.”

“Love you Finn.” Kurt whispered before falling asleep against his chest.

“I love you too.” Finn said gently, watching Kurt before sleep took him too.