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tigriswolfTitle: darkness so pure
Fandom: Charmed/Glee
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Sylvia Plath
Warnings: based on what I found on the Charmed wiki while researching, this is AU; changed future; post-graduation for Glee
Pairings: Kurt/Puck; canon for Charmed
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 1655
Point of view: third
On Saturday, Noah was so nervous he didn’t leave the bed until Kurt gave him a strong telekinetic shove. “Dude!” he yelled from the floor. “What the fuck?”
“At lunchtime, Fred will go see the Halliwells,” Kurt told him, kneeling down next to him. “Now, you and I are going to Central Park, and we will sunbathe, and we will talk about our week.”
“I’m hungry,” Noah said petulantly, pouting.
Kurt rolled his eyes. “Then get up,” he said. “I ate an hour ago. Grab a bowl of cereal so we can go.”
Noah let out a big sigh, lunged to his feet, and stomped down the hall to the kitchen. Kurt followed him, humming Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way.” Noah laughed and grabbed Kurt’s hands, spinning him around the kitchen.
After Noah poured himself a bowl of Fruit Loops (and Kurt made another vow to ferret out all of Noah’s contraband) and settled at the table, Kurt leaned down to kiss the top of his head. He whispered, “No matter what, I will love you.”
“Thanks, babe,” Noah said, and the rest of the morning was back-and-forth stories about strippers slapping handsy patrons, students arguing with teachers and peers, the customer Kurt ‘accidently’ dropped a tray of drinks on, and the possibility of Fred getting a second charge, as they cuddled on the grass, soaking up the sun.
At noon, Kurt and Noah were in the kitchen, holding hands and waiting. Kurt hadn’t heard from Fred all morning; he focused on keeping Noah calm instead of the worry trying to claw its way through him.
Fred orbed in at five past noon. She said, “Leo has taken all of the kids on an outing. He and the other dads. It’ll be an all-day trip.” She looked at Noah. “The sisters are waiting for at the Manor.” Meeting Kurt’s eyes, she added, I have their word they’ll let him leave peacefully, no matter who his father is.
Kurt forced down the rage to ask Noah, “Ready?”
“Oh, fuck,” Noah muttered before saying louder, “Yeah. Let’s do this.”
Kurt clutched Noah’s hand in both of his, lifted it to kiss his knuckles, and said, I love you. You’re the baddest ass I know. You can do this.
Noah nodded, pasting a smirk on his face, and Fred orbed them all to the Manor. It was the sunroom: Phoebe paced on the other side of the loveseat, Paige was between everyone and the door, and Piper sat upright in a wicker chair. Noah stood tall beside Kurt, one hand loose at his side, the other clenched around Kurt’s. Fred orbed out after a silent okay from Kurt.
Noah said, “Hey. ‘s’up.”
Kurt bit back a chuckle. “Ms. Halliwell,” he said, nodding to all three in turn.
“Mrs. Mitchell, actually,” Paige said. “And we discussed it. We’ll talk to—Noah, was it?—and see if he’s anything like his father.”
“I didn’t even know my father,” Noah said. “Either of them, really.”
“Even so,” Paige said, her tone something like gentle. “Cole was… well. I can admit now that he tried. And some of what happened could have been avoided, and some of it was our fault.” She looked Kurt in the eye, and then focused back on Noah. “He was the Source when you were conceived. And Phoebe was his queen. You understand our concern?”
Noah nodded. “I thought I was crazy. And I took off for a few weeks when the binding finally failed, taught myself to control it because I didn’t want to hurt anyone.”
“Let’s all sit down,” Piper said. “Noah can tell us about himself, and we can talk about our families.”
Kurt chose the loveseat and led Noah to it. All three sisters studied their linked hands, the matching silver rings Kurt had dragged him to seven different stores to find yesterday.
“So you are together?” Phoebe asked, from the couch next to Paige. “Chris said something like that, but…”
Kurt smiled. “We’re getting married next spring,” he said, crossing his legs and resting their clasped hands on his knee. “I have known Noah since elementary school. We’ve had our differences over the years, but after the binding on my powers wore off, Noah came back to help me. We’ve been together for two years now.”
“Differences?” Paige asked. She took her sister’s hand.
“I was popular,” Noah said. “Kurt wasn’t.”
Kurt snorted at the understatement and decided that now was a good time to take control of the conversation. “Noah is protective,” he said. “Once you’re his, he will defend you, provide for you, and love you with everything he has. At the moment, three people fit that category: me, Fred, and Sarah, his little sister in Lima.” Knowledge of Beth could wait for later.
“I graduated high school, after Kurt made me go back,” Noah told the sisters. “He forced me to apply to NYU—I’m a part-time student, full-time bouncer. I like to sing, write songs, and music. I want kids, so I can spoil ‘em rotten and give ‘em things I never had.” He paused, squeezing Kurt’s hand, and Kurt turned his head to meet Noah’s gaze. “I love Kurt more than I ever thought I could love anybody who wasn’t my kid, and I’d give him the world if he’d let me.”
None of the sisters said anything, so he continued, “I’m not a threat to you or your families. I just want to know you. I was alone with a neglectful mortal who told me magic didn’t exist, and I thought I was fuckin’ insane.” He winced, muttered a quick, “Sorry,” and kept right on going. “I dreamed about what I could’a had, who I could’a been, and I just want to know you. Know where I came from.”
Phoebe had tears in her eyes and she leaned forward to say, “I have three daughters. Their father is a cupid; we’ve been married for six years. I write an advice column, and I’ve published a novel and two self-help books. Your sisters are PJ, Paula, and Penny—PJ is six, Paula’s four, and Penny’s a baby.”
Noah nodded and opened his mouth, but lost his nerve and looked back down, so Kurt said, “Noah has a daughter.”
All three sisters looked at him sharply. “What?” Piper demanded.
“She’s three,” Kurt said, “and being raised by a mortal woman.”
“I was sixteen,” Noah muttered. “I would’a kept her, but Quinn gave her to Shelby.”
“We’ll need to find her,” Paige said. “Figure out if she has powers, bind them if she does.”
Noah looked up. “She does,” Kurt said. “Noah’s been watching over her.” He grinned, sharp and bright. “There are actually four people in that category I mentioned earlier.”
Phoebe’s tears spilled over. “I’m a grandma?” She buried her face in her hands and sobbed. Paige pulled her close and Piper hurried to sit on her other side.
“I visit twice a month,” Noah said. “Beth knows who I am, who Kurt is. She’s smart as a whip.”
“We did bind her powers,” Kurt told them. “A year ago. It’ll wear off when Noah lets it, not a moment before.”
As Phoebe calmed down, Paige asked, “What all can you do, Noah?” Her assessing gaze caught Kurt. “You, too, Kurt.”
Noah shrugged. “If it’s a power, I seem to have it. My favorite’s the pyro stuff, though. But the teleporting’s cool, too.”
“Telekinesis,” Kurt said. “And a bit of weather manipulation, as well.”
A bit? Noah scoffed. And the ocean’s a little damp.
“I could control the weather once,” Piper said. “It was fun.”
Both her sisters laughed, though Phoebe’s had a desperate ring to it.
Kurt decided the discussion should become lighter, if only for a while, so he asked, “The time-travelers returned unscathed?”
“Yeah,” Piper says. “My silly boys.” She looked at Paige. “Why don’t your kids ever visit from the future?”
Paige grinned. “They must be smarter than yours.”
“Each of you has three, right?” Kurt asked.
Piper nodded. “I have the boys you met and a daughter. Paige has twin girls and a son.”
Silence fell. Kurt looked at the Charmed Ones—all three at ease, all three smiling. Noah was loose beside Kurt, fingers barely closed around Kurt’s.
“We should be going,” Kurt said. Quit while they were ahead, while it was still a success. Noah would start getting hungry, remember he had a test he hadn’t studied for, that he’d passed muster with his family.
Nodding, Piper said, “We have a lot of work to do.”
“Next week?” Kurt suggested. “Same time?”
“Yes,” Phoebe said. She stood, pulling away from her sisters’ grips and hesitantly stepped toward Noah. “Can I—may I, please—”
Noah slowly rose. “If you want,” he said quietly, and Phoebe stumbled over, collapsing in his arms.
Kurt wiped at his eyes. Paige walked over to murmur, “Phoebe will never ask, but is there any way at all for you to bring Noah’s daughter next week?”
“No,” Kurt said. “But if you trust us, we could bring Phoebe to Beth.”
Phoebe stepped back from Noah. Kurt told Paige, “Thing about it. Call Fred and let us know by Wednesday.”
Kurt walked to Noah and leaned against him; Noah’s arm was warm and strong across his shoulders. “Have a good day,” Kurt told the Charmed Ones.
Noah said nothing. He teleported them home, where Fred waited with reheated Italian and a funny story about her new charge, a clumsy witch named Violet.
The apartment was quiet for the rest of the day, with Noah studying for his math test and Kurt working on designs. “I’m gonna see Beth tomorrow,” Noah said at one point. Kurt simply responded, “I know.”
Noah looked up from his notes with a leer. “Wanna shower?” he asked.
Kurt laughed, setting aside his sketchbook, and darted to the bathroom, Noah on his heels.
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Date: 2011-07-10 04:44 pm (UTC)Glad Kurt was there and he's so supportive. This was lovely.
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Date: 2011-07-11 01:07 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2011-07-17 05:56 pm (UTC)I'm glad you still like it! It actually became a 'verse because of you.
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Date: 2011-08-02 12:31 am (UTC)Thanks for reading!