"This can not be happening." Kurt sighed, knowing how silly it was to just be talking out loud to his self. He stepped out of the gray room and shut the door behind him. Then he opened the door and went back in again. Nothing happened. He opened the door and went back out. The woods still were there. Great, now with his luck the Tor was probably broken too. Awesome. Nothing for him to do now. Maybe he could find some help somewhere. Though he was pretty sure if he tried explaining this to anyone they would think he was crazy. Even he was starting to think he had gone crazy.

Suddenly he heard voices off to the right a bit in the woods. They sounded like children's voices. Curious, but wary, Kurt quietly made his way into the woods and kept going until the voices grew louder. Hiding behind a few bushes, Kurt spotted two young children. It was a boy and a girl and they were holding hands as they walked along. The boy was slightly taller and had dark curly hair. The girl had lighter, straight hair. As he watched the little girl tripped over a branch at the bend in the road and the boy stopped to help her back up.

"Be careful, sister!" That voice sounded somewhat familiar, or was he just imagining it? After he helped her up they continued on their way. It seemed they were moving rather quickly, as if they were trying to get away from somewhere or someone even. "Do you suppose there's a little brook nearby?" The boy asked his sister. "I sure could use a drink."

They were getting closer to the bushes Kurt was hiding behind so he backed away and moved further down the trail ahead of them, remaining hidden. He did not want to be seen, but the siblings were the only signs of life he had spotted so far and he did not want to lose track of them either. As he moved a bit ahead, he heard the light sounds of running water. Knowing the siblings would most likely stop there; Kurt found a place to hide in wait.

The siblings were not who he saw first though. An old, wicked looking woman stepped out of some bushes further away and started talking. Kurt strained his ears to listen. It sounded like she was cursing the brook or something. She definitely mentioned something about whoever drank from the water there would turn into a tiger. As quick as she had appeared she was soon gone. Not long after, the brother and sister appeared at the brook and ran over to it. Kurt had to make a quick decision. After all, he did not want either of the children to become a tiger! He was about to say something when he finally managed to catch clearer glimpses of their faces. Shock spread across his own face as the recognition hit him. Rachel Berry, a friend of his from high school, had shown him pictures of herself from her younger years before, and the little girl that was near him right now looked like she could be Rachel's twin. The boy's face took a bit longer to place, but the curls and hearing his voice earlier made it somewhat easier – Blaine.

Why exactly were little Rachel and little Blaine here, as siblings? Kurt pinched his self again just to make sure it still hurt. Yep, it did. Still not a dream.

The brother was stooping to drink now and there was no way Kurt was going to let the Blaine look-a-like turn into a tiger. So he whispered rather loudly, hoping the girl who was closer could hear him. "Whoever drinks here will become a tiger." And then he repeated it a few more times just in case.

The little girl must have heard him because she looked to her brother in fear and cried out for him to stop. "Please, brother, don't drink here! If you do you'll become a tiger and tear me to pieces!" Heck, the girl even sounded like Rachel Berry. The brother stood and agreed to not drink there, but he told her he was still really thirsty so he was going to drink at the next stream they found.

So onward they went, Kurt moving along, hidden, ahead of them. Once he spotted another little stream he hid in wait. Once more the old, wicked woman appeared and whispered at the water before disappearing. When the children arrived and the brother went to drink, Kurt repeated his same actions as before. He was starting to feel really silly about the whole thing, but one, he wasn't just going to let the brother turn into wild animals and hurt the little girl, and two, Kurt really did not want them to spot him considering his clothing was not exactly normal in this world as opposed to his. He whispered to the sister that whoever drank there would become a wolf. The sister was even more frightened by that. "Brother, don't drink here! Otherwise you'll become a wolf and eat me!" A slight look of annoyance passed over her brother's face but he nodded and stood from the stream, not taking a drink. He then told her that whenever they got to the next stream he was going to take a drink, no matter what, because he was super thirsty. They continued along their way then, Kurt once again moving ahead of them while remaining hidden.

A third stream was ahead of them and, just like before, Kurt reached it first and witnessed the old woman curse the water. As the children reached this little stream, Kurt quickly warned the sister once more, letting her know that if they drank from the water they would become a fawn. Despite what her brother had said before, the girl begged him not to drink from the stream. "Dearest brother, please don't drink! Or you'll become a fawn and run away from me!" This time, however, the brother just shook his head and got a drink of water. As soon as the water touched his lips he turned into a little fawn. His sister burst into tears and the fawn even shed a few tears as well. Kurt felt terrible because he should have done more to prevent this from happening.

"It's okay, brother," the girl spoke, "I won't ever leave you." She took her little belt off from around her waist and fastened it around the little fawn's neck. Then she took an old hair ribbon out of her pocket and tied it to the belt so she could lead the fawn along as they continued down the path. They went a ways longer, Kurt still following behind in secret, until they found an abandoned little house. The sister told the fawn that they were going to stay there always and she made a soft bed of moss and leaves for him to sleep on.

Now Kurt did not know what to do. It was getting dark out and spending the night outside was not exactly his idea of fun. Already he was a little annoyed over the fact that he had had to spend such a long amount of time outside without sunscreen or bug spray. He was pretty sure he had gotten bitten by a few flying insects or so. And he had none of his stuff for his moisturizing routine so that was going to have to get skipped, another thing that annoyed him greatly. His skin care was going to be so ruined by the time he was able to return home. It was too long of a walk to get back to the Tor so he was really starting to consider just going over and knocking on the door to the little house. Sitting down and leaning back against a tree, Kurt got comfortable and decided to wait for a bit. Eventually though his eyelids grew so heavy he closed them for just a few seconds...and then opened them to bright morning light and a pair of pretty hazel eyes staring down at him. It was the fawn, the little boy.

It took a second for Kurt's still foggy from sleep mind to process this fact. And then he yelled in surprise, trying to back away from it but only managing to press his self up closer against the rough bark of the tree he had fallen asleep against. The fawn was startled by Kurt's shout and shied away from him. The two stared at one another warily until rustling was heard and the little girl appeared. "Brother? I heard a shout...oh!" She had spotted Kurt and was giving him a look that was half fright half curiosity.

Kurt held his hands up to show he was defenseless. "I'm not going to hurt either of you, I swear. I'm just lost and fell asleep here last night."

The little girl still looked a bit frightened, but the fawn came close and placed its face close to Kurt's again, watching him. Then it proceeded to lie down right next to him, surprising Kurt and the girl quite a bit. "I guess he likes you. So you must not be too dangerous then. What's your name?"

Figuring it was at least a good thing the fawn had not decided to attack him or anything, Kurt let himself relax a bit. "I'm Kurt."

"I've never heard that name before." The girl told him. "I'm Rachel. I know you probably won't believe me, but that's my brother there, the fawn. His name's Blaine. He drank from this cursed spring and it turned him into a fawn."

Of course. Not only did they have to look like young little Rachel and Blaine, their names actually had to be Rachel and Blaine as well. Something odd was really going on. Feigning surprise – considering he had known about the cursed streams – Kurt looked down at the fawn that was lying next to him. "It didn't happen to be that stream that was a little ways back, was it? I came across that one in the afternoon yesterday and saw this old, scary looking lady cursing the water."

"I bet it was our wicked step mother!" The little girl exclaimed. "My brother and I were running away from her and she's trying to find us. She's really mean and beats us a lot so we decided to run away. Her daughter is this ugly little thing with only one eye and she calls us really mean things too. It was just horrible there. We had to get away, but now my brother is stuck as a fawn and I don't know how to change him back. So we're going to live here. You're welcome to join us if you'd like. You said you're lost; where are you from?"

Wicked step mothers...this was, like, directly from a fairy tale, Kurt thought. "I'm...really far from home." He replied. "Like...from across the ocean." Hopefully he would not have to explain more than that. Talking about being lost and far from home made him feel a bit sad. What if he was gone for a really long time? His father was going to be really upset. And at least Mercedes and Tina would miss him, maybe even Rachel. Karofsky would miss having his favorite person around to shove into lockers. Well, at least Kurt would not miss that part.

"That must be why you're dressed so differently. I don't really know how people dress across the ocean." The girl commented. "I'm sorry you're lost. You have me and Blaine now though, don't worry. Would you like to go inside? It looks like it's going to rain in a bit." Kurt nodded and stood, stretching and groaning a bit. His body ached from having slept on the ground all night. All three of them went into the little house and, sure enough, it started raining only shortly after they had shut the door.

Over the next couple of days the siblings grew more comfortable around Kurt. They asked a lot of questions though that were hard for Kurt to answer, considering he was pretty sure this world did not have internet, cell phones, television, or cars. One time he started singing while helping clean up the house a bit and the siblings were so enchanted they begged him to sing more often. He even taught the siblings a few songs so they could all sing together. They both had marvelous singing voices. It had surprised Kurt at first that the fawn could still talk, but then he had just accepted it because, by this point, he knew he pretty much had to expect stuff like that happened in this world.

A very long time past, years even, and Kurt was terrified he would never return home. Everyone in his world must have forgotten about him, except for his father of course. The odd thing was that even though the siblings grew older, Kurt did not. Even his hair seemed to have stopped growing. It was as if he had frozen in time. Not that he minded. Having to cut his hair here would be somewhat of a difficulty, considering they did not have scissors. And there was no way he could handle having long hair. Not for him, thanks.

One day, in the sister's seventeenth year, they heard the loud sounds of horns, dogs barking, and lots of men – huntsmen. Apparently the king of the country – King Finn - had ordered a great chase to be held in the wood. The fawn was quite excited by all the noise and longed to be in the midst of everything. He begged his sister to let him go out and run. Kurt tried to get Rachel to see that that was probably not a good idea, but Blaine begged so much that she gave in and let him go. Before he left however she warned him that she was going to keep the door shut fast against the huntsmen so if he wanted in he had to knock and say 'Let me in, little sister' so she and Kurt would know it was him. Blaine agreed to do that; then Rachel opened the door for him and off he went.

The fawn was gone for over an hour. Rachel and Kurt both feared for him as they stayed in the house listening to the sounds of the chase out in the woods. Thankfully they soon heard a knock on the door and heard Blaine's voice saying 'Let me in, little sister'. Rachel opened the door and in he came, looking well and unharmed. He told them all about how he had been spotted and the king and all his men had chased him for ages but could never catch him.

The next day they heard the sounds of the chase again and Blaine once again begged to be let out to run. Rachel let him out again and off he went. She and Kurt stayed inside and waited for the fawn to return. This time however, when he returned and was finally let inside, they saw he had been hurt. The fawn explained that he had been good for most of the day but towards the end they had surrounded him and one had wounded his foot. He had gotten away again but slower than normal. Rachel was terribly frightened and told him she did not want him going out again. Kurt helped her tend to Blaine's foot and then they ate dinner and went to sleep. Unknown to all of them however was the fact that one of the huntsmen had managed to follow Blaine all the way back to the house and had heard him speak before being let in. This man went and told the king right away about what he had seen and heard.

The next day, the fawn's foot had healed – for the injury had been minor – and he begged and pleaded so fiercely to be let out that the two finally gave in and let him go, despite their wary feelings towards doing so. The evening came and went and it was not until very late at night that they finally heard a voice asking to be let in. When they opened the door however it was not Blaine at all, but the king himself. Kurt about laughed hysterically when he saw that the king looked exactly like the Finn from his own world. Rachel was frightened and feared for her brother's life, but King Finn assured them both that the fawn was quite alright and should be back soon. Sure enough Blaine returned and bounded into the house. Kurt was standing between the siblings and the king, to protect them just in case, even though he knew there was not much he could do considering he did not know how to fight and had no weapons, but he ended up not needing to defend anyone. The king was friendly and he told Rachel she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and asked her to come back to his castle to be his wife. Rachel said she would but only if the fawn and Kurt could come too. After all, Kurt had been with them for years now and both Rachel and Blaine were quite fond of him, as if he was really part of their family. The king agreed and they all went to the castle.

Finn and Rachel were married only days after. Kurt actually enjoyed it all, considering he got to wear some rather interesting clothing. Despite how odd everything was to him being here, he could not help being interested by the fashions of this world. It probably did not matter what worlds he ended up in; he would still probably have to look at all the fashions.

After the wedding, the king and queen lived happily together. Kurt got to live in the castle with them as well, though he liked spending a lot of his time out tending to the fawn. Blaine was well cared for at the castle and a lot of the children loved to come and play with him. His favorite person to see though was Kurt. Whenever Kurt would come down to the special little barn built just for Blaine, the fawn would come running and jump happily about. He always begged Kurt to sing with him, because singing was quite a bit of fun and he thought their voices went well together. And then whenever Kurt had to go back into the castle, he would kiss the top of the fawn's head and then go on back inside. Sometimes Kurt would even go out to the little barn at night when he could not sleep. Once, when he was feeling particularly homesick, he went down, and when the fawn came over to nuzzle at his shoulder Kurt burst into tears and held him tightly until he could cry no more, falling asleep right there on the barn floor.

Unbeknownst to them, the siblings' wicked stepmother had found out about their good fortune and was beside herself with envy and hatred. Her ugly, one-eyed daughter was jealous and kept saying 'I should have been the one to be a queen.' Her mother told her to shush and wait, because she had a plan they just had to wait for the right time.

Time passed and eventually Rachel had a little son. The little boy was spoiled, especially by his uncle Kurt. One day, Finn was out hunting and Rachel was sick, so she was stuck in bed. Kurt was outside visiting and playing with Blaine. The siblings' stepmother appeared in the queen's room, disguised as a servant, and told her that they had made a bath for her that would help her get better faster. The stepmother's daughter was disguised as well and she helped carry the sick queen into the other room. There was no bath however, just a raging hot fire that suffocated Rachel quickly. After she was dead, the old lady had her own daughter get into the bed and disguised her as well as she could as Rachel. There was nothing she could do about the missing eye however so she just told her to turn her head to the side and hide that part of her face into the pillow so that King Finn would not notice it. Later when the king returned the old lady told him not to draw the curtains because the bright light would wake Rachel and she needed to rest. Finn went to sleep elsewhere and the old stepmother stayed where she was.

That night, while everyone was asleep, the usual nurse stayed up to watch the baby in his little room. She heard a noise by the door and saw the queen – the real Rachel, mind you – come into the room and walk over to the baby, lift him up to kiss his cheek and then laid him back down again. Then she left the room without saying a word, having not even glanced at the nurse.

Kurt had fallen asleep in the little barn that night, the fawn curled up nearby, and he was woken up by the sound of someone else entering. Opening his eyes he saw Rachel come in and go over to Blaine to stroke his back. Then she turned and left the room without ever once saying a word to Kurt or looking towards him. This confused Kurt greatly, because he knew Rachel was ill. She should not be out of bed to wander during the night. And she had ignored him completely. That just was not like her. He stood and looked outside the barn but was surprised to see Rachel was no where in sight. She must have moved fast. It was odd.

The next day Kurt asked if anyone else had seen the odd occurrence, but the only one who had was the baby prince's nurse. So they decided to move Blaine into the baby's room that night and wait together to see if the queen would come again. They would have talked to Rachel themselves but the old servant who was watching over her said that she was too ill to converse with anyone. Kurt found this oddly suspicious but everyone else seemed to believe her so he kept his suspicions to his self. That night as they sat in the room together, Rachel once more came into the room to hold her baby and then stroke the fawn's back. Never once did she say a word to the two others in the room. This happened for several more nights until finally, one night, the queen actually spoke. She came into the room and stood for a few seconds, speaking before going over to her baby. "How is my son? How is my fawn? I will come again twice more and then never again." Then she held her baby and stroked the fawn's back before disappearing from the room. Kurt and the nurse looked at each other then decided they better go tell the king.

Finn was very curious as to what was going on so he made the decision to sit in the baby's room himself that night. The nurse and Kurt both sat in with him as well to watch. As the night wore on the door opened and Rachel walked in. "How is my son? How is my fawn? I will come again once more and then never again." The king was somewhat frightened and could not answer her as she held the baby and stroked the fawn's back. After she was gone the king, Kurt, and the nurse all wondered at what was going on. The king decided he would sit in the room again the next night.

The next night they were in the room and the queen came once again. "How is my son? How is my fawn? I have come once more but never again." Before she could pick up her baby though the king stood and moved into her path, asking that she must be his own dear wife. She nodded and replied that yes she was. And at that moment she came back to life and was no longer ill as she had been before her death. Rachel explained to them what had happened, finally telling her husband about how her brother was actually the fawn, and Finn was furious. Kurt was, silently, not all too surprised about who had caused the trouble once he found out.

The next day they dragged the ugly daughter out of the queen's bed and grabbed the old servant, who was really the old stepmother, and placed them before the judge. He condemned the daughter to be cast out to the woods forever and the old stepmother was to be burned. This took place then, as everyone watched in the courtyard. Kurt himself did not watch the burning – the sight would probably have made him ill – so he just stood off to the side, the fawn standing next to him. Once it seemed the witch was dead, Kurt turned to head back into the castle when he heard a voice next to him.

"Hey! I'm me again!" Kurt turned and, sure enough, the curse over Blaine must have broken with the witch's death. Blaine was no longer a fawn but his normal twenty year old self. Rather attractive twenty year old self, Kurt could not help thinking. Blaine looked exactly like the Blaine Kurt knew from his own world, just slightly older. And unfortunately he was lacking clothing which made Kurt blush quite a bit. He pulled his long coat off and held it out to Blaine, making sure he kept his eyes averted. Blaine thanked him and after he was covered they went to find Rachel. When she saw her brother she recognized him immediately and was absolutely delighted.

There was quite the celebration that night. The queen was alright and her brother was his normal self again. The celebration lasted for hours and Kurt found himself to tire of it all rather quickly. He escaped, making his way to the little barn where he had spent so much time the past few months. He was sitting outside of it, leaning back against the wooden wall to watch the stars, when he heard someone approaching. Blaine sat down next to him, so close their shoulders and legs were pressed together. Kurt was glad it was dark out because hopefully that meant Blaine could not see how red his face had gotten. He was not used to someone being this close to him, especially an attractive guy like Blaine. "Do you think you'll ever get back home?" Blaine asked quietly. Kurt shook his head and replied that he had no clue. Then he felt a warm hand in his and Blaine's head on his shoulder. "If it counts for anything...I don't want you to leave. You're my best friend, Kurt. I'd miss you." Kurt could feel his eyes tearing up a bit and tried to discreetly use his free hand to wipe a stray tear away.

A few days later Kurt asked Blaine to come into the woods with him. He wanted to try and find the Tor again. It had been such a long time, but Kurt knew they could find it. Blaine agreed to come along and so they told Rachel where they were going and then left. Kurt changed back into his clothing from his own world before leaving; though he brought an outfit of his nice clothing from this world, just in case he ended up in another world that he could use them in. Rachel had wanted to come along, fearing that Kurt might leave and she would not get to say goodbye, but they told her it would be okay – Kurt was not sure the Tor would even work anyway – plus she had to stay with her son.

Not long into their trek through the woods, Blaine and Kurt came upon their little house from before. They went in to look about, to remember it all, and then they continued on their way. They passed the third stream where Blaine had become a fawn. Kurt told him he remembered there were three streams he had passed after having left the little gray room. As they passed the second stream, Blaine took Kurt's hand in his own, holding it tightly. He did not want Kurt to leave and knew that as they grew closer to this Tor thing they grew closer to him losing Kurt, most likely forever. After having passed the first stream, Kurt kept more on the look out. The Tor was off the path slightly so they would have to leave the path eventually, he just needed to remember where. It seemed like no matter how far they went Kurt just could not recognize where he may have came from in the woods. They stopped at a bend in the road and Kurt took his frustration out on a branch that was lying there, kicking it off to the side. That was when he remembered how the first time he saw the siblings the girl had tripped on a branch at a bend in the road. Excited because he now had a general idea of where he was, Kurt took Blaine's hand and dragged him off the path in the direction in which he was sure he had come from. Their going was slower now due to the greater amount of trees and plants blocking their way, but they kept on going. It felt like an hour had passed before they stopped. Kurt was feeling somewhat defeated – he was pretty darn sure it had not taken an hour to reach the siblings voices when he had heard them upon first arriving. Retracing their steps, Kurt was about to give up when he saw something odd. Off to the right a bit it looked like a whole bunch of vines was growing up something. Whatever it was it was not a tree. They went over to inspect and Kurt saw what looked to be a gray wall behind the vines. Moving around the wall of vines he continued searching until he found what he was looking for. A door.

"We found it!" Kurt exclaimed. "I guess once we get rid of some of these vines I can see if it works." Blaine was oddly silent behind him and when Kurt turned he caught the older man trying to discreetly wipe his eyes. "Oh...Blaine, are you crying? Don't do that..." Kurt went over to him and brushed a stray tear away. It was funny how even though Blaine was older, Kurt was still taller than him.

"I don't want you to leave..." Blaine reached out, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist tightly, burying his face against Kurt's shoulder. Kurt was surprised but he could not move away, and found that he did not want to, so he placed his own arms around Blaine and held him. "Can you come back to visit?"

Kurt knew if he prolonged testing out the Tor then he might not be able to make himself leave. Not with seeing how sad Blaine was. It tugged at his heartstrings and was going to make him cry as well. "I'm not sure if I'll be able to come back, Blaine...but if I can find a way then I will. I promise." It made him feel terrible promising that, because he knew he had no control over the Tor so unless it decided it wanted Kurt to come back here he most likely never would. "Tell Rachel I love her and thank you for being so good to me these past several years. Okay?" Blaine nodded against him in response. "And thank you, Blaine, for being my best friend here. I'm going to miss you most of all. I...I love you." Kurt whispered softly, kissing the top of Blaine's head.

Blaine managed to pull away from Kurt, wiping the tears away from his eyes. He pulled Kurt's face towards his to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. Kurt's face went bright red. "I love you too, Kurt." He responded quietly. Taking a deep breath, Blaine let go of him and backed away, going over to yank some of the vines away from the door. "You should go now before I change my mind and don't let you leave ever."

Kurt moved to the door and opened it. Inside was the same as he remembered it, empty and gray. "Blaine, I-"

"No, Kurt. Go." Blaine responded forcefully, sadly, pressing a hand to Kurt's back and shoving him into the Tor.

The door slammed shut behind Kurt, closing him off from Blaine. "Okay, the shoving was so uncalled for!" Kurt shouted back, huffing. Then he stood there, waiting to see if anything was going to happen. Seconds passed and nothing seemed to be happening. Kurt felt no movement and heard no sounds. After a while he just gave up and went back over to the door to open it. It was locked. Great. "Blaine!" He called out, hoping Blaine could hear him if he was still there. No one answered him. Maybe sound could not reach Kurt through the walls, and vice versa. Well then. Kurt kicked the door angrily then went over to sit against one of the walls. Almost as soon as he sat down he felt a soft breeze.

Turning his head, Kurt saw that the door had opened.