Kurt couldn’t sleep. You would think that being in an actual bed would make it easier to fall asleep but yet he couldn’t sleep.  He would’ve dismissed it as having to share a hotel room with someone but he had been doing that since the tour started, at first it would alternate who he shared a room with but then Cooper joined the cast and proclaimed them to be bffs and from then on they shared a room.

                “Cooper? Are you awake?” Kurt asked softly not hearing Cooper’s soft snores.

                “Barely.”

                “Ok, never mind, go to sleep.”

                “Everything alright?”

                “I just can’t turn my brain off….that’s not your problem though.”

Cooper sat up and turned on the lamp in between the beds. “What’s on your mind?”

                “Do you believe in reincarnation? That soul mates are reborn over and over again and in each life they find each other?”

                “I don’t know…it’s possible and it would explain why soul mates are so in sync when they find each other.”

Kurt nodded.

                “Why?” Cooper asked.

                “It’s the anniversary of my mom’s death.” Kurt replied quietly.

                “I think that whatever happens after we die, whether we get reincarnated or go to heaven or Narnia or wherever, that soul mates find each other again, I think your parents will find each other again.”

                “How do you know that though?”

                “I don’t not really, but I believe it. And I mean it wasn’t that long ago that people didn’t believe in soul mates, that the very idea was dismissed as fairy tale nonsense so how do we know that in say ten years science isn’t going to discover hey, reincarnation is real or hey heaven exists? We don’t.”

                “I don’t know about heaven, I personally have a few issues with the idea of God.”

                “I don’t even really mean heaven in the religious context more of an idyllic paradise where souls go to rest, we can call it Valhalla or the Elysian Fields if you wish the name is irrelevant.”

                “I still don’t know if I believe that such a place exists.”

                “Tell you what, if it does exist when we both get there you owe me a beer and if we get reincarnated then in our next lives I’ll owe you a beer.”

                “Deal.”

                “Do you feel better now? Did I help?”

                “A little….it’s just….I forgot….I forgot it was today until I got into bed, and then I remembered and now I feel like a bad son.”

                “I think it’s ok you forgot, the days tend to run together when you’re on the road like this. It doesn’t mean you’re a bad son, I don’t think your mom would want you to think you are, I don’t think it would bother her that you temporarily forgot that today was the anniversary of her death, she’d probably rather you focused on her life than her death anyway.”

                “It takes me a few minutes to remember her face, what if I’m forgetting her?”

                “Don’t try to picture her face rather close your eyes and tell me a memory you have of her.”

                “I must have been five or six and I had this one shirt that I just hated, I think it was my ‘formal’ shirt but it was so bloody plain. So one day I laid it on my floor and took out my paint set and started ‘fixing it’ when my mom walked I thought she’s flip out and ground me or something but instead she sat down next to me and told me it needed more blue.”

Cooper smiled. “I would’ve been in so much trouble if I had done something like that.”

                “She didn’t really get mad all that often, unless I did something that would put me in danger like run into the street without looking. But when it came to me ‘expressing my creativity’ she was all for it.”

                “It sounds like she was a good mom.”

                “She really was.”

                “Could you see her face when you were telling me that story?

Kurt nodded.

                “And when you remember seeing your parents dancing in the kitchen, can you see her then too?”

                “Yes.”

                “Then you aren’t forgetting her.”

“But I forgot to call my dad.”

                “Call him in the morning. I’m sure he won’t be upset that you are a day late.”

                “Thank you.”

                “No problem, are you ok now? Do you need a cuddle?”

Kurt let out a wet laugh. “I’m fine thanks.”

                “Are you sure? I give great cuddles. They always help Blaine when he’s feeling down.”

                “I’m good.”

                “Alright, night then.”

                “Good night Cooper and thanks again.”

                “No problem, it what bffs are for after all.”

                “I don’t think I’ve had a male best friend before.”

                “Well you’ve got one now, and if you ever want to introduce me to some of your female best friends I wouldn’t object.”  Cooper said winking before turning off the lamp in between the beds. Instead of replying Kurt took one of the pillows off his bed and chucked it in Cooper’s direction.