Eleanor and Burt Hummel always wanted a big family. They liked the idea of having a bunch of children running around the house, chasing each other, maybe even playing with a dog in the backyard. They had all planned out: have a first kid, then, wait two or three years, buy a new house and expand their family.

Unfortunately, life is a bitch. And most of the times, what you planned out isn't what is actually happening.

One day, after their first born, Kurt, had just turn one year old, Eleanor was diagnose with an ovarian cancer. After many surgeries she was all right, but the doctors told the Hummels that Eleanor would not be able to bear children anymore.

After weeks of grieving about their crushed dream, Burt came with an idea after a day at the garage.

"Ellie, honey, what about foster care? We could still have a bunch of kids running all over the place…"

Ellie looked directly in her husband's eyes… Her eyes filled with tears… With tears but with also fire, a determinate fire. All she could do was kiss her husband. She couldn't find words. She would have her dream come true.

So it was decided. After about a year of appointments with psychologist and social workers, of filling paper work and looking for a new house, the Hummel family welcomed their first foster children. Kurt was only 3.

His name was Jake. He was 10 years old and a little brat. He had trouble at school and couldn't focus for long periods of time. He had bad grades so teachers said he wasn't the brightest kid. Eleanor knew otherwise.

Eleanor made sure he was working hard on his homework by making him an appropriate schedule. She soon found out that with a good structure, Jake was focussed and wasn't that much of a brat, he was quite a bright kid for his age. While he was in the Hummel household, Jake was happy. He even improved his grades.

Jake is not the only example of how Eleanor was amazing ; every kid that went in that household just found their life easier afterwards. Because Eleanor was like that; she loved kids and always tried her best to make their life better. She was naturally kind and sweet. Social workers though she was doing magic. Hearing that, she would just laugh and say that she only give the kids the attention that they needed.

As he grew up, Kurt showed these personality traits too. Even if he was three years old when Jake came in their lives, he was always making sure the older boy had everything he needed. Kurt even lent him his favourite Disney movies and the softest plush toy he had.

Because Kurt was like his mother. He would give everything he had just to make sure people around him were happy.

The years flew by and Eleanor got sick again. A new cancer formed and this time, it was a nasty one. She fought as hard as she could but it was not enough. She died after a long battle. Kurt was eight and Burt was demolished. As were Jake and Emily, the girl who had been living with the Hummel family for three months now.

Burt didn't know what to do. He now had three kids to take care of. Kurt, of course, but Jake and Emily were there too. He couldn't just make Jake and Emily transfer to another foster home but he could barely take care of Kurt, his own son, and himself in his grief.

He had met up with a social worker, Liz. They talked for hours about the possibilities. But they had to make a choice. And Burt knew what he had to do. He couldn't take care of three kids, a house and work at the garage at the same time. It was too much for him.

"I'm sorry Liz… I just can't! Without Ellie I mean… I wanted this life for her… I wanted this life with her and now…"

"It's okay Burt… I understand!" Liz answered  "We'll just have to relocate the kids. We can find them a new home."

Burt let out a sound that was between relief and sob. He didn't want to send Jake and Emily away but he had no choice. He was not as good as Ellie at taking care of them; it would be better for them and for Kurt too.

But neither Burt nor Liz heard Kurt coming back from school. He was still in Elementary school while Emily and Jake were in Middle and High School, so he was always home first.

Kurt heard the last bit about Jake and Emily leaving and he couldn't keep his mouth shut. He had to say something.

"Why are they leaving? Mom wouldn't like that! I can take care of them too! I love them too!"

And Burt looked straight in his son's eyes. He saw the same fire he saw in Ellie's eyes so many years before. Determination intertwined with love.

"Liz… I think we're gonna keep the kids… No way I could send them away!"

Burt didn't look at Liz reaction. He only saw happiness on his son's face. He knew he wouldn't be alone taking care of the kids because even if Kurt was 8, he had the same love and the same passion as his late mother.

A few years later, Jake had moved out to College. (Somehow, he managed to enter a premed program in New York. Jake liked to think it was because of Ellie and Kurt. Kurt said it was because he was intelligent. Fact is, Ellie had a huge part, believing in the kid in the first place; she was like that and Kurt was like her too.)

Jake was replaced by Aaron, a 7 years old boy, never talking to anyone but Kurt. The teenager was sweet and calm and just what Aaron needed after living with an alcoholic violent mother and no father.

Emily just moved out too. She went to New Hampshire in an Art School. She was a really talented artist. Her two favourite paintings were hanging respectively in Kurt's and Burt's bedrooms as a departing "thank-you-for-everything-you-really-change-my-life" gift. She would miss them but promised to keep in touch.

Kurt was now a 17 years old boy, about to enter his Junior year at McKinley high. He was in glee club, openly gay and bullied for that matter. But he was proud of who he was and he knew he had people that appreciated him and that was all he needed.

But today, in that early October classic autumn day, he was anxious. His father told him that when he would be back from school, a new boy would take Emily's place in the house. Kurt didn't know what the boy's name was, nor what his age was. He was imagining an 8 or 9 years old boy, with a bright smile and maybe one or two missing teeth.

He got into his car after Glee Club and headed home. He was already planning bonding time with the new kid. Maybe watch a Disney movie or two (Beauty and the Beast for sure! And maybe Aladdin) and then eat dinner while talking about the kid's favourite superheroes. Yep! That would do the trick just fine. This kid would love him and Kurt would be the perfect big brother!

When he pushed the door opened, Burt was in the living room talking with someone. But Kurt didn't hear a kid's voice… In fact, it was definitely a male voice… Maybe it was a new social worker…

"Kurt! In Here!" Kurt heard his father say.

He then proceed to the living room, eager to see that new boy. But there was only Burt in there and a teenager with the most adorable mop of curly hair…

"Kurt, meet Blaine! Blaine, this is my son Kurt, your new foster brother!"