Burt held onto his son protectively as they walked out of the hospital, his sprained wrist was now in a cast because Kurt couldn't stop moving it or playing with the bandage. They moved slowly through the hospital corridors, every step made Kurt's ribs explode in pain, but he was trying to be brave and not show it, but Burt knew.

"When we get home there are some people I want you to meet." Burt smiled, leading him to his car, he opens the door for his son, and picks him up as gently as possible, putting him in the passenger seat and doing his belt up, making sure not to touch the cast on his left arm.

"Who?" Kurt blinked, looking from the window to his dad.

"Carol and Finn." Burt slid into the driver's seat and parks the car. "Carol...she's my girlfriend, and Finn is her son."

"Girlfriend?" Kurt whispered. "A...but..."

"But what?"
"What about mommy?" Kurt frowned, he can feel his eyes watering and he doesn't want to cry. He doesn't want to be a baby but he can't help it. His daddy can't have a girlfriend! Not yet! It's only been six months since his mommy went to heaven and he didn't want a new mommy. Not now. Not ever.

"Kurt, I...I know for you it seems like just yesterday..."

"Six months. Two weeks." Kurt mumbled looking down, picking at his cast hard. "Not yesterday."

"But for me it's been seven years. And you love Carol and you love Finn. You're the one who set us up."

"No I didn't! I wouldn't do that to mommy. I love mommy and I want her back I don't want Carol I don't want a new mommy. I don't I don't I don't!" Kurt screamed. Angry tears pouring down his pale and bruised cheeks.

"Kurt Hummel you stop that now." Burt said putting on a firm voice. One that he hardly ever had to use when Kurt was a child, even less when he was a teenager. Kurt looked up at his dad wide eyed, a strangled sob escaped his lips but he stopped crying. "You listen to me. I love your mother every day, and there isn't a day that goes by where I don't look at a picture and tell her how much I miss her. But seven years is a long time. Carol is an amazing woman. And you like her a lot. You go shopping and watch tv together all the time. She is not replacing your mother in anyway, no one could do that, no one. But I love her, and I would like you to give her a chance."

Kurt stayed silent for a long time and Burt wondered if he'd listened to anything he had said, he hopes he had. He sighed and started driving them home. Every now and again he'd look over at Kurt and see him staring out of the window, a look of concentration on his face. Burt was glad at least that the tears had stopped. Burt parked the car, he could see Carol and Finn through the window in the front room, could see balloons and a welcome home banner and looked over at Kurt who had seen them too.

"She's not replacing mommy?"

"No, she isn't." Burt whispered softly.

Kurt nodded his head, he looked as though he still hadn't made his mind completely but after a few more minutes of silence he finally spoke. "Do you think we could get a balloon down from the wall and play with it? The pink one." Kurt said, a brave smile on his boyish features.

"Of course." Burt smiled, chuckling a little. "Let's go."