“Look Finn, there she is.” Kurt grinned, tugging on the older boy's hand, bouncing slightly. Kurt was wearing a pair of bright red skin tight jeans, a simple white shirt and white converses. Finn thought it weird that even though he was dressed in the Kurt he knew clothes, he still looked like the kid he thought he was.

“Let’s go say hello then.” Finn smiled, pulling Kurt through the park gates towards the girl sitting on the swings. Mercedes wore bright purple jeans and an equally bright top and jacket. “Hey Mercedes.” Finn called. He was a little nervous, if it wasn’t for Glee club then he wouldn’t really have a reason to talk to her, and he was only as close as he was to her now because of Kurt.

Mercedes turned around and grinned when she saw Finn and Kurt walk over, well in Kurt’s case he was skipping slightly. “Hey guys.” She grinned.

“Kurt you going to say, hello?” Finn whispered watching his stepbrother. Kurt nodded his head slowly and grinned up at her.

“Hello.” He waved and looked up at Finn before rushing over and wrapping his arms around her.

Mercedes gasped; Finn had told her what had happened and what Kurt was going through but she hadn’t expected to see it quite like this. Kurt was like such a child, even though he’d only said one word she could see it in his eyes and the way he walked. “Hey Kurt. How you feeling?”

“Sometimes my head hurts.” Kurt smiled. “And my arms still a little sore, and my side, that sounds like I’m not feeling good, but sometimes I feel good.” Kurt grinned and took a breath. “Would you like to come on the swings with me?”

“Okay.” Mercedes smiled. She looked up at Finn; sadness floating between them. They loved this Kurt already but he wasn’t the same. “Coming Finn?”

“He doesn’t need a swing because he’s so tall anyway he’ll hit his head on the iron bar.” Kurt giggled and looked at his stepbrother before running towards the swings.

“Hey that was cheeky!” Finn laughed and made a move to run after him, making Kurt squeal in excitement and run faster.

Mercedes smiled and looked up at Finn, “He’s...”

“I know,” Finn whispered and wrapped an arm around her shoulders tightly. “He’ll get better though. He...He remembered something last night.”

“He did?” Mercedes grinned. “That’s great.”

“It...” Finn shrugged. “I guess.”

“Finn.” Mercedes whispered. “What was the memory?”

“Faggy lamp.” He mumbled, kicking his feet on the floor. “He asked me what it meant.”

“He... Oh Finn.” She turned around and wrapped her arms tight around him. “He’s forgiven you for that.”

“He doesn’t remember that though. What if he remembers and still thinks of that? After everything that he’s been through...”

“He’ll forgive you because he loves you. You’re his brother.” Mercedes said strongly.

“I just...I’m worried about him. He’s settling like this. He has a routine, and I don’t want him to stay like this.”

“Oh Finn,” Mercedes whispered and took his hand. “He won't settle like this. He’ll get better, I know he will. He’s strong, he’s a fighter. He’s the boy who wore nine inch heels and a big old silver sequinned dress walking down the corridor in school. He’s the boy who challenged Rachel Berry in a diva off...”

“Look I’m flying!” Kurt’s loud voice cut Mercedes off and she turned around and smiled when she saw Kurt swinging high on the swings. It was nice seeing him look so relaxed, something that the Kurt that she met in high school would never allow himself to be, except for when he was singing.

“Wow.” Mercedes grinned. She gave Finn’s hand one last squeeze before walking over to Kurt. “Be careful honey.”

“I like swinging.” Kurt mused kicking his legs playfully.

“So do I.” Mercedes smiled. “It’s like we’re defying gravity.” She smiled looking over at him.

“Defying Gravity?” Kurt smiles. “That sounds pretty.”

“It’s your favourite song.” Mercedes said gently.

“I don’t remember.” Kurt mumbled. “Is it a nice song?”

“It is.” Mercedes grinned. “Especially when you sing it.”

“I like singing.” Kurt smiled. “I always sung with my Mommy.” Mercedes thinks she could have heard her own heart breaking if it wasn’t blocked out by the sound of heartache in Kurt’s voice.

“She can hear you singing every day.” Mercedes whispered. “She’s looking down on you so proud.”

“She is?” Kurt whispered, blinking back tears.

“Of course she is.” Mercedes smiled. “When you get home you should listen to some of your CD’s. It’ll make you feel better.”

“Okay, Mercy.” Kurt whispers. Mercedes grins, that was Kurt’s nickname for her. It felt nice hearing little Kurt say it too.

Finn smiled as he watched them swing together. Kurt looked happy and that was a look that he didn’t want to ever fade from his angelic face. As he watched them he bit his lip as he saw a figure sitting under a tree in the green area next to the park. All he saw was black curly hair and a book bag and he instantly knew who it was he was looking at. He stared at Kurt, remembering how he looked whenever he spoke about him and he knew he had to go over and talk to him, to tell him what was going on in Kurt’s mind, because he couldn’t help but think that it would help Kurt. He told Mercedes that he’d be back in a second and walked over to him, nerves running through his body and he wasn’t too sure why.

“Hey Blaine,” He said softly, startling the quiet boy who looked up at him confused.