Spoilers: Season 4
Summary: When Jake first comes to Lima, he seeks out his brother.
"Hey." Jake's voice comes through the phone. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Kurt says more to himself before clearing his throat. "Umm, why are you calling?"
"Sorry." Jake sounds hurt. "I can . . . I can call later."
"No." Kurt shakes his head. "This . . . you're fine. We're fine."
"What's going on?" Jake asks, concern in his voice for the boy that has become family to him.
Kurt lets out a shaky sigh as he falls back onto his bed. "Umm . . . it's Noah." He sighs. "He . . . he hasn't called me back, or anything since we've last talked. And even that wasn't a good talk."
"Did you guys talk after we all cammed?" Jake asks, something in his voice that makes Kurt narrow his eyes.
"We did, but . . . there was someone in the background. A woman." Kurt adds quietly before getting all worked up again. "And now he's not calling me back and . . . I don't want to think the worst but I don't know what else to think."
"Well he's not with a woman." Jake says quickly.
"I'd like to think so too, but I have no proof." Kurt groans before suddenly sitting up. "How do you know he's not with a woman? Have . . . has he talked to you?" Kurt asks softly.
Jake sighs. "He's actually here. In Lima."
"What?" Kurt scrambles over his bed to get to his laptop. "What on earth is he doing there?"
"Finn asked him to be an adviser of sorts." Kurt can hear Jake shift around on his end. "They're helping us prepare for Sectionals."
"Oh." The news shocks Kurt.
What are you doing Noah? You should have told me if you were going to be in Lima for Thanksgiving.
"Should I . . . should I have not said anything again?" Jake quickly asks, nervousness entering his voice. "Dang it. I think this is becoming a thing. Speaking before I think, or not really thinking and saying things that shouldn't be said and-"
"Jake." Kurt cuts off Jake's rant. "Breathe." Kurt takes a deep breath with Jake. "Now, it's not your fault. I'd like to say it's Noah's fault, but it might be both of ours. I don't know. I don't know what's going on." Kurt lets out a frustrated sigh. "Never mind that. Umm . . . why did you call in the first place? You sounded urgent when you first called."
"It's about Marley actually." Jake hesitates given the conversation they've been having, but continues on as Kurt asks. "She's been a little . . . out of character for a while."
Kurt frowns, but is relieved to have something to put his mind to. "What do you mean?"
"Well . . . she keeps skipping lunch to practice for Sectionals." Jake says slowly.
"Well I know Rachel did the same." Kurt reassures him. "She took her lunch with her, but she practiced all of the time."
"Well it's not just that." Jake argues. "She's been canceling our dates every time I want to take her out . . . she's just been . . . not herself. She's always been this happy and spirited girl. That's why I first started liking her. But now . . . but now . . . it's not her. It's just this projection that she tries to get everyone to see."
Kurt bites his lip. "Just talk to her. She might just be nervous about Sectionals. After all, it's her first time performing in front of such a big crowd. Maybe she's working her nerves up."
"Yeah . . . maybe." He can tell that Jake is thinking things over. "I'll have to talk it over with her. And hey, I'll let you know how things go tomorrow. It is Sectionals after all."
"Yeah. On Thanksgiving of all days." Kurt mutters. "I don't see the point with that."
"Ticket sales maybe?" Jake guesses before sighing into the phone. "So please tell me, why are you not coming home for Thanksgiving? I thought that this was a time for family?"
"It is." Kurt nods to himself. "But . . . well I guess that it doesn't matter with me telling you this. But . . . I used a lot of money to buy a plane ticket. For Noah." Kurt adds softly. "I was going to pay for him to come back up here for Christmas, but . . . I don't think that that's going to happen now. I'll probably try and get my money back on it, but I won't be going home for Christmas either."
"Well that's sad." Jake mutters. "Well maybe you and Puck will be able to fix everything before Christmas. You have a month."
"Yeah." Kurt mutters. "Maybe."
"You're an idiot." Jake all but yells at his brother.
"Woah." Puck grabs his brothers arm from where they're in the side-stage, New Directions waiting to go on. "What's this all about?"
"You and Kurt." Jake answers, the venom still in his voice. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to him?"
Puck glares at his half-brother. "What goes on between Kurt and me . . . it has nothing to do with you."
"Bull." Jake spits. "You're my half-brother and Kurt . . . Kurt is one of the best damn things in my life right now. Every time I talk to Kurt, I feel happy and better. So whoever makes him upset . . . it has everything to do with me." Jake has to bite back his tongue from saying more, so he lets out a shaky breath. "Why are you doing this to him?"
"Doing what?" Puck looks away from Jake, choosing to stare off into space.
"Ignoring him." Jake's voice is quiet. "You guys have been together for over two years . . . you shouldn't ignore him. Especially if he doesn't know why." Jake risks another step closer to Puck. "I can tell that he's been crying." He can see Puck become more tense. "He's scared because the so-called love of his life has cut off all contact. The last thing he heard was you hanging up on him after he heard some women in the background calling you babe and asking for help."
Puck turns his glare on Jake. "He . . . he thinks that I'm . . . god he's stupid. He'd know I'd never cheat on him."
"Does he?" Jake steps closer into Puck's personal space. "Would you believe him if he had another guy in the background calling him babe, and then spending the better part of three weeks ignoring you." Puck clenches his jaw and Jake gives him a humorless chuckle. "That's what I thought." Jake steps back. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go talk to my girlfriend. You know what talking is right? It's something you do with your partner when you're in a relationship." Jake turns to walk away, but stops. "You know, I used to think of you as this really cool guy. I mean you were able to handle Quinn, and you helped Ryder with his dancing, but now that I see you like this . . . this . . . I don't even know what to call you anymore." Jake tosses his hands up and continues walking away.
So, what do you think. I can't just have little stories for each episode, I have to create my own plot. So I hope you're liking this and how it fits into actual canon. So let me know what you think. I really want to know. Happy New Years.