CHOICES

By: Shotz

Mercedes Jones is my favorite character hands down. I miss the KurCedes friendship. This just came to me and I wasn't going to post it until it was complete. I'm 8 chapters in and I don't think I have scratched the surface of what direction I'm going in. I need your help completing my vision which is blurry right now. I envision my Simon character as Austin Butler –ALWAYS.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its' characters just the CDs

Love Ya- Shotz!

Mercedes Jones knew she could produce a beautiful song. She knew she could produce an outspoken outfit that fit her personality. She had no clue that she could produce someone so perfect, her child; her son. She sighed taking in her three hour- old child in when her hospital room door flew open. Kurt Hummel glided in with two huge – blue balloons reading "It's A Boy" and "Congrats".

"Where is he? What's his name? I know I'm the godfather. Tina can be the god mommy. But I will cut Mike or anybody else who tries to lay claim of my title. How much does he weigh? Height? How long were you in labor? Sorry Diva, How are you," Kurt finally took a breath. He placed his arrangement of balloons on the nightstand.

"Hi to you too, what are you doing here?" Mercedes asked staring into her best friends water blue eyes. Kurt tilted his head as if to say "Really?"

"Monica ratted me out, huh?" Mercedes guessed. Monica was Kurt's husbands' cousin who happened to be her nurse as well.

"Yes, she did. She was a little concerned when nobody showed up for my favorite Diva. Why didn't you call me? Or at least Tina? Shit, Quinn. Quinn would have. You didn't have to do this by yourself. You could have called your husband, Rachel, or the father," Kurt mumbled the last part.

"Well, where's Blaine? Is he out in the waiting room?" Mercedes ignored the integration.

"Can you believe as many years as he has known you, he's still scared of you? Told me if you wanted us here you would have invited us. He's at home, what does he know? You just didn't know you wanted us here!"

Kurt did what looked like a toddlers pee-pee dance with his arms out for the baby. "Gimme, Gimme, my god baby," He sang. Mercy sighed handing him over the baby boy.

"Blaine's right you know. I didn't want anybody here. Just in case. Damn Kurt, you are making this so hard for me." Mercy fought back tears.

"Have you called your husband, yet?" Kurt outlined the baby's full puffy cheeks. He had Mercy's round nose and shaped eyes but that was it. He resembled his father to the T except for his sun brown hair that was his own.

"I texted him, he's going to pick me up when I'm released."

"Are you sure… have you…shit Mercy, I'm not sure what to ask. Can we pretend for a second and go through the normal height, weight and hours questions?" Kurt held on tight to the baby.

"He weighted 8lbs, 3oz, he is 18 inches long. He has no name yet. I was in labor for about 12 hours. He got here at 5:45 pm and Monica has a big mouth." Mercedes summoned up her labor.

"Why didn't you ask me to come?" Kurt was hurt she didn't trust him enough to help her through this moment.

"I don't want you to fall in love with him! I don't want you to hate me if I decide I can't bring him home." Mercy's eyes filled with tears looking at the little man that stole her heart the day she heard his heartbeat for the first time.

"Omigod, What did Shane say or do? I thought everything was good. "Kurt questioned. He ached to wipe away her tears but she was right; he was in love with this baby. He was afraid if he sat him down that he would never see him again.

"Shane says he's happy to help me raise him. That he will love him like his own but I'm sure he vision his firstborn a little coco brown baby. Not quite a buttermilk baby." Mercy tried making light of the situation.

"Diva, that's great! Shane's a great guy. If he says he will love Lit Kurt Jr., he will." Kurt slipped his name in the running. That caused her to laugh a little.

"What will happen when we have our first child and he treats Kurt Jr different? What if he resents him? What if I accidently treat him different out of guilt? I might let him get way with more. I might treat him like he's the favorite trying to ease my guilt," Mercy listed the issues.

"Diva, I think Shane will treat him like his own but if you get home and Shane mistreats our child then you two come live with Blaine and me. We will raise this child together like Will was supposed to with Grace on "Will & Grace". My husband will love to help. It doesn't matter if it's now or years later you can live with us. Even if you have a litter of children. Mercedes, another option is telling Kurt Jr's father."

"I haven't talked to him since my meddling best friend told him I was pregnant, and I told him I terminated the pregnancy. Saying he was pissed would be an understatement! What am I supposed to say? Remember when I told you I terminated the pregnancy? April Fools it's a boy. No, I can't call him. He'll want his son, and they will raise my son. Sorry, she's cool and all but she can't raise my baby. My baby probably has more sense than her right now."

"Settled then Kurt Jr. comes home with Shane and you." Kurt held his breath as the baby opened his emerald green eyes, the same color as his fathers. Shit, he even had his father's signature pouty lips. Santana would have a field day with the miniature trout lips.

"Kurt, I'm not sure." She began. Kurt finally placed the infant in his hospital appointed glass crib.

"Diva, more than anything I want you to raise Kurt Jr but if not may I suggest the opportunity to allow Blaine and I to raise him?," Kurt could feel his heart racing in fear, "That way you can play an active role in his life and giving us the chance to be parents. I want to be a father so does Blaine." Kurt twisted a piece of Mercy's hair. Mercy's mother was an advocate of natural hair right now. Mercy wasn't there yet, she did give up weave. But the closet she was going to natural was a naturally good perm. However due to old wives tales from her mom she put them on hold during the pregnancy opting for braids.

"Kurt, I thought you wanted a biological child. What happened to Blaine and you planning to have a surrogate carry a baby for you with Blaine or your sperm and Berry's eggs? I can't ask you to put your dreams aside for me."

"I do want a child with my blood running through their veins that's why I'm asking my sister may I adopt her child." Kurt placed her hands in his, Mercy tears streamed down her face.

"I do want more than one child. We will kidnap Rachel's eggs later. Beside Blaine's been wanting to ask you for some time for your eggs. He says he wants a strong, beautiful kind hearted Diva child. I think you are his girl crush! But we can aim for a little diva later." Kurt wiped away her.

"Thank you for everything. I have to think this all through. I'm not sure what I want to do but my son would be lucky to be raised by two loving parents, any child would be. I just wished I hadn't gotten myself in this."

Diva, think about it; even debate calling his dad. I'm here for you always. I guess I will give you space to think everything over." Kurt headed towards the door. He fought his urge to convince Mercy to keep the baby in their life one way or another.

"Oh, and if you ever try to handle something this big yourself again. I will hurt you."