Hey guys, so those of you reading 'Keeping a Promise' I am still working on that so don't worry :) I'm just pre writing it all instead of just one chapter when I have the time. But I got an idea for a new story and so I want to get it out of my system.

Chapter One: It Began with a Tree

The house was a mess, toys were scattered all over the floor and clothes were strewn in the bedrooms. The house screamed lived in, and that's just what it was, it was a home, albeit a cluttered home, but a home none the less. The home in question belonged to Blaine Anderson and his daughter Lily. It had at one point belonged to Blaine and his husband Peter, but that ended a long time ago, just after Lily was born. Divorce had never been Blaine's plan, but if he was honest, neither had marrying Peter. The only thing he had planned was Lily and that was a plan he couldn't wait to set into action.

Lily was born when Blaine was twenty seven, and now, at thirty he was a happy man, he gave his daughter everything she wanted and everything she ever needed. Blaine loved what he had with his daughter, and knew he would never change a thing about that. It was just sometimes Blaine would find himself thinking back to a time when it was just him, he didn't miss that, but there was something he missed. It all really began with a tree in a park.

"Come on Lily, we have to leave now if we wanna make it to the park. I have the picnic ready and everything." Blaine said as he walked down the hallway to Lily's bedroom, there, in front of the mirror stood his daughter, dressed in a white and blue polka dot dress, her black hair still a mess from getting out of bed. Blaine laughed at the confused look on her face, the look as if she expected her hair to do itself once the dress was on.

"Hair not doned Daddy." she huffed, sitting down on the cream carpet.

"It's 'isn't done' baby, and I can see that. Find me your hair brush and we'll get it fixed for you."

"I need a bow also." she explained, running to her dresser and grabbing what she thought she needed.

"Okay, a bow also. I can do that." Blaine smiled as Lily stood between his knees, her little hands resting on his legs, back to him waiting. "So, I'm taking you somewhere special today, okay? It's a nice place, and maybe, if you like it, we can go every now and then."

"All the time?"

"Um, well I don't know about all the time, because I work. But, maybe once a month or so."

"Okay. Is that lots of time?"

"That depends a great deal on whether or not you sit and wait around for the next time to come. If you do that then yes, it's a lot of time. But, if you mark it down on the calendar and then go on about your day, then it will be less time, and we can go again." Blaine explained finishing tying the bow and carrying Lily down the hallway to the calendar on the fridge. "So, today is the fifth of June, so it's almost summer, so the next time we go to the park will be the fifth of July." "Okay. We go now?" she asked, patting his hair as he moved around the kitchen looking for his keys. "Yeah, we can go, do you want to carry the basket?"

"Yes please."

"Okay, check list, do we have the picnic? Looks like we do. Keys, yup, wallet... jacket pocket. Um, I think that's all we need." Blaine spun around with a sigh and told himself he had everything, before he handed Lily the basket and took her hand.

Once at the park Blaine led Lily up a small hill and towards a lone Oak tree, it's leaves fresh with the spring season. Blaine took in a deep breath, he hadn't been to this tree for years. Not since he was twenty three. As he sat down with Lily he leant back against the bark, his mind reminding him of all the time he spent here when he was younger, all the time he spent here with a man he would never forget. A man he may never see again. He refused to let the memory hinder his day, with a deep breath out he smiled and started unpacking his lunch and handing Lily's requested food to her.

"Daddy, why are we all alone, when we are home?" Lily asked looking around as families did the same thing that she and Blaine were doing, only something seemed so different. Blaine smiled sadly as he caught on to what she was asking, he had honestly hoped the question would never pop up.

"Well, it's hard to explain Lils, so hard to explain. And, I think, for now, that question's best left unanswered. I'll tell you one day, I promise." he replied, pulling Lily into his lap.

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise. Now come on, let's go get ice cream." Blaine said, packing the basket back up and hoisting Lily up onto his hip. He walked through the park, looking around at all the new things added there since his last visit. A lot had changed, and to him it seemed the only thing the same was the tree.

"Kurt? Kurt are you up yet?" Carole called from the bottom of the stairs. Kurt sat for a moment before standing up.

"I'm up Carole." he replied, he quickly showered and dressed, looking around his room before walking down the familiar steps. The house seemed empty, it was only he and Carole that lived there, of course the house was still very much the same as it was when Kurt left for New York all those years ago.

"Kurt dear, I was wondering if you could lend a hand around the house today, I need some stuff moving around, Finn will be by too, but he might need some help."

"Of course Carole, um, first can I just talk to you? I've had a lot on my mind this past month." Kurt sighed, his hand running through his hair and down his freshly shaved jaw.

"Oh Kurt, you know you can talk to me about anything. Is it a boy?" Carole asked, excitedly, making Kurt laugh as he shook his head.

"No not quite." he smiled, leaning against he side on the sofa. "It's just, I was thinking... I want to go back to New York. I mean... I came back for Dad when he started getting sick, and I knew that I needed you after he died so I didn't go back again. But, there's something missing, and it isn't lack of anything here. It's just New York had something for me, and even though I don't know what it is, I know it's there."

"You should go for it honey, we can get you there whenever you want. I knew it was Lima, you just seemed so off this past year, and you were doing so well before. Plus, you're probably tired of living with me all this time, it is almost eight years since you moved back in." Carole laughed, a teary smile growing on her face. "I'll miss you though Kurt, you remember that."

"I'll miss you too Carole. But just remember, you still have Finn, Rachel and Calvin, not to mention the new baby that'll be here soon, you'll have another grandkid to spoil." Kurt laughed wiping tears from his eyes. He had grown closer to Carole over the past few years, closer than he ever thought he would. He knew that moving back to New York would be harder this time around, much harder than the first time. However he knew that going back to New York would be for the best, something in him was telling him that there was something waiting for him, something special.

That afternoon found Kurt hoisting a sofa from the living room and into the foyer with Finn, a thin sheen of sweat clinging to his forehead. Finn and Rachel had come to help Carole reorganize the living room, given that Rachel couldn't actually do much as she was five months pregnant and had to keep an eye on Calvin, thier first born child who was now five. The two were shocked when Kurt had told them his plan, but supported him completely, hoping as much as Carole that this would be good for him. He did have a lot to plan and some saving up to do, so he didn't plan on going until around January, this was a relief to his family, as it gave them a few more months with Kurt.

"Well, Kurt, you know for a fact I don't mind helping you move all your stuff, I can ask Tom to watch the shop or something for a week and move it all up there with you, help you get settled." Finn stated as they began moving empty book shelves out to be put with the sofa.

"I wouldn't ask you to do that for me Finn." Kurt smiled, watching as Finn was attacked by Gavin, who wanted to help. "Gavin, you come help Uncle Kurt on my side. I'm not strong enough to do it all on my own."

"Okay Uncle Kurt." the young boy said, hopping off of Finn's back and moving to help lift with Kurt.

"That's it son, and I know you wouldn't ask me to do it Kurt, that's exactly why I just said I would. I know it's gonna be good for you, but you don't have to do it all by yourself."

"Well I won't be going for a little while Finn, let's worry a bit more about it when the time comes shall we? And for now, let's get all this stuff moved around to where Mom wants it."

An hour later Kurt was sat on the couch with Calvin while everyone else moved around the kitchen making supper. Kurt loved spending any time he could with his nephew, Kurt had been around him since he was born, and whenever Finn and Rachel needed a break, Kurt was first to take Calvin out for the day. Calvin was probably one of the reasons that Kurt would miss Lima so much this time around.

"Uncle Kurt, why are you going away?" he asked quietly playing with the watch around Kurt's wrist.

"Sometimes, in life, people need a change, and sometimes that change is going somewhere new to live. I miss New York so much you see." Kurt smiled softly, watching as Calvin nodded in understanding.

"Are you going to go live there forever and ever?"

"I don't know, I thought I was a long time ago, but something brought me back here, just like something's taking me back to New York. I came back to Lima for Grandpa Burt, when he got sick. You won't remember that, but he loved you lots"

"Then what is it that's taking you back to New York? Is it a girl?"

"No, it's not a girl." Kurt laughed, racking his brain for what it could be. "It could be a park."

"But we have a park here Uncle Kurt."

"Well, maybe not a park then, but a tree, a very special tree." Kurt said with a quick nod, pushing Calvin's hair back.

"What's so special about a tree?"

"Um, when I lived in New York, a long time ago, there used to be a park not far from my apartment, and in the park was a little hill with a huge oak tree at the top. It was the only tree near that hill. I used to go there all the time, I did homework under it, I went there when I was sad, it was sorta like my best friend."

"A tree can't be a best friend Uncle Kurt." Calvin laughed, leaning against Kurt's side.

"Oh but it can, cause that tree helped me meet a real friend." Kurt said, a sad smile on his face. Maybe it was the tree taking him back to New York.