TO STOP YOU FROM DISAPPEARING.
So this is a continuation, full chapter fic of my one-shot "Born to Die". You don't necessarily have to read the one-shot if you haven't already however I would advise you too just to make reading this one a little more fluid.
Warnings: mentions of previous MPREG and ABORTION. If you don't like that I have no problem with you pressing your back button now.
PROLOGUE
Everything about Blaine Anderson's life screamed 'different'.
He was gay. He then found out he had a genetic mutation enabling him to have a child, once he was pregnant.
He then went to have his child aborted... I suppose you could say there's nothing particularly 'different' about a 17 year old wanting to remain free from parenthood. What was different was how that trip to the hospital changed Blaine's life forever.
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"Mr Anderson, I have to have a final verbal piece of consent before I go ahead with this procedure." The doctor said between Blaine's knees. "Once it's taken place there's no going back."
Blaine's eyes shot open, looking straight ahead at the doctor. Thoughts paced through his mind but the most prominent one...
"What would Kurt say if he ever found out?"
But he wouldn't, they weren't together, the world had given him no sign to not do this - he had to do this.
"Please... just do it."
Blaine leaned back, staring at the ceiling as he felt the doctor approach him closer and closer. He suddenly felt the feeling of something probing him - easing in slowly. Tears immediately sprung in his eyes, Blaine had to bite his lip to stop them from dropping onto his cheeks. His heart was gradually beating faster and faster and he turned his head so the side of it rest on the pillow. He slowly closed his eyes when his brain caught up with him - his phone was lit.
He quickly opened his eyes again and made them focus on the phone. Kurt was calling him.
...Kurt was calling him.
It was Blaine's sign he so desperately wished for - he needed it to not be too late.
"Stop!" Blaine screamed with his tears still in his eyes.
"Mr Anderson, is everything okay?" The doctor looked startled.
"No. Stop it, please, what you're doing - just take it out and stop it!" The doctor looked pitiful as she removed the instrument. "Did you do it yet?"
"Mr Anderson, in males this is a long and invasive procedure - we're not even nearly done. We haven't made contact with the foetus yet."
"So my baby's okay?" Blaine panicked.
A look of realisation then swept the doctor's face. Whenever a patient referred to the foetus as 'my baby' or 'my child' she knew that there was no way they'd be able to have or would carry on with the termination.
"Your baby's perfectly fine... Does this mean you'd like to stop the planned procedure?"
Blaine nodded distinctively as the tears finally graced his cheeks.
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So again, yes, you could say that Blaine's life had been fairly different. Thankfully that phone call got him where he was today... that sign, that symbol of hope he was searching for came in a phone call from his baby's father.
His baby's father who pocket dialled him.
Kurt didn't call on purpose. Blaine at first couldn't decide whether it was just another cruel trick of fate into the teenager's life or a gift. A gift that kept him from making the one thing that means the absolute world to him... disappear.
Blaine couldn't go back on his decision though. He now knew he was going to have a baby. Although already being nine weeks pregnant he decided not to tell anyone, he'd easily brushed it off to his mom that it was just a stomach bug that would eventually let off by itself and she actually believed him. School was normal, he didn't actually suffer from physical sickness that badly and he could easily hide his nausea - sure he was getting tired a lot but again he could just put that down to fighting off a stomach bug, the pressures of senior year and being a withstanding and previous member of glee club with Tina, Artie, Sugar and Rory.
That was until Artie decided he was super hungry and ate his chicken sandwich left over from lunch in the middle of the choir room just before practise. Blaine could remember it to this day, the immediate feeling of sickness rising from the pit of his stomach...
All of a sudden Blaine raced up from his chair and out of the choir room, one hand over his stomach, the other over his mouth. He paced through the hallway before immediately turning a corner into the, thankfully, empty boys bathroom. He didn't even have time to bolt the cubicle door before he threw up into the toilet bowl. He coughed, spluttered, and once his stomach emptied his lunch, all that his stomach rose through his body was horrific bile acid.
"Blaine? ... Blaine, sweetie, are you okay?" The sweet voice of Miss Pillsbury passed his ears and he just groaned. He felt her slowly and apprehensively walk into the cubicle he occupied, she went to put a soothing hand on his back before she realised where she was - her hand quickly retreated and she had an immediate urge to wash her hands a zillion times in the sinks just 5 steps from her... but she was the guidance counsellor and even if this young boy was just sick - she had to look after him, it was her job after all.
"Miss Pillsbury I'm fine... just fighting off the last of the stomach bug that's all."
"Really? Because then you shouldn't be in school." And then she mumbled... "Oh god, I'm going to get sick. Oh god, oh god." She dashed to the sinks and began scrubbing her hands.
Blaine suddenly felt immensely guilty. He got up off his knees and stumbled over to her.
"Miss Pillsbury, d-don't worry the doctor said it wasn't contagious." Wow... Blaine was getting really good at lying.
"I can't afford to get sick, being sick affects your chances of conception and me and Mr Schue have been trying for a few months now and nothing's happening!"
Well that made Blaine feel even worse, he immediately started crying - his hormones were all over the place.
"I-I'm really s-sorry. You don't need to panic it's... it's not a bug." Blaine hiccupped.
"Then why were sick, Blaine?" She immediately returned to the caring teacher Blaine had come to recognise. "Blaine if something's wrong it would help you to tell me."
"You'll think I'm a freak..." He whispered full of sorrow.
"Coming from the woman who's diagnosed with OCD? Don't think so."
"I'm pregnant." It was barely audible. He hadn't said it out loud before and here he was telling a teacher that he only knew through West Side Story rehearsals last year...
Miss Pillsbury didn't think he was a freak at all; she was confused but once Blaine explained to her all the doctor previously told him, she quickly comforted Blaine telling him that "she'll do everything she can to help him."Then she asked about Kurt, Blaine immediately said he wasn't going to be involved - that thought hadn't even crossed his mind before but in all honesty he was scared. He was scared of Kurt's reaction, knowing about the baby and then just running off - but he was also scared that Kurt would be a great guy, leave NYADA, try and make an unhappy go of it with Blaine and raise their child together.
He couldn't hold Kurt back, he deserved to succeed so much.
He simply couldn't do that being a father.
Blaine's stomach started to round at three months, only slightly - but his tight polo shirts couldn't deny the curve of his abdomen. Obviously no one asked about it, people thought that Blaine must have just put on a little weight, comfort eating because his relationship ended or something. Then by April, when Blaine was four months pregnant, Tina politely questioned how his weight only went to his stomach. With his hormones he just started balling his eyes out, Tina immediately put her arms around him - she didn't even say anything. He just told her. There and then.
Then Blaine realised he couldn't stay in Lima, he'd see Burt, Carol, Kurt when he came home for the summer and by then he'd be heavily pregnant - he wouldn't be able to hide it.
That night he cried to his mom and dad about everything, at first they were both bitterly furious, angry that he was so irresponsible but the look on their youngest son's face killed them - he knew he'd been stupid but they understood, they loved their son and they'd do anything for him.
Just like Blaine would for his child.
They skyped Cooper, told him everything. His once selfish brother said immediately Blaine and the baby could live with him in LA and that he could move out as soon as he graduated school.
And that's what he did... His last few days of school were spent in baggy hoodies. Tina begged him not to go and tell Kurt, he said he couldn't - and no one threatened that.
Before he knew it he was nine months pregnant, his feet ached, his body fatigued, crying himself to sleep every night but every time he felt his baby move - it gave him hope. Hope that something better will come along. His baby he so nearly made disappear.
Blaine would never forget the day he went into labour, 10 days later than his due date. The first of September 2013. The day his life changed forever.
Cooper was thankfully at the flash apartment with him, for once might he add, when a blistering pain ran through his stomach and he knew it - he was having his baby.
After 13 hours of his brother holding his hand while it felt like his back was splitting in half, the final moments quickly fell upon him.
"Come on, Blaine, I need one more big push. Your baby's head is out, this last push and you'll be holding your baby boy or girl in your arms. Push on your next contraction, Blaine in three, two, one..."
Blaine bared down on everything he had to bringing his child he already loved so much safely into the world. Cooper was whispering encouragements into his ear as Blaine suddenly felt a surge of release and the most beautiful sound filled his ears... his baby's cry.
"It's a boy!" The doctor called as his son was whisked off to get cleaned. Blaine started sobbing and Cooper just held him, telling him how wonderfully proud he was of his kid brother.
"Here you go, Blaine... meet your baby boy." The weight filled his arms and he felt complete, he had a head full of dark hair already showing signs of curling, his skin was a pale mocha and his lips so full - he was perfect.
But his nose, oh god his nose, that was Kurt - plain and simple. And the eyes, sure all baby's eyes were blue, but these were different - they weren't a dull blue colour like most baby's were. These eyes were light, with flecks of grey and green. These eyes held so much hope: Just like Kurt's did.
"Hi baby... I'm daddy and I love you so very, very much." The tears fell onto his cheeks without another thought. "You're so beautiful and I can't wait to take you home and look after you - but you have promise to look after me as well okay? And the way you're going to do that is being exactly who you are, no exceptions baby boy."
"He's perfect, Blaine. We're gonna be the three Anderson boys now taking on the world, huh? Daddy, Uncle Cooper and ..."
"Milo." Blaine breathed. "Milo Kurt Anderson."
Cooper looked at Blaine in awe. Cooper most certainly didn't agree with the decision Blaine was making to keep Milo from his other father but he did respect him for acknowledging Kurt in bringing his son into the world.
" I am so sorry Milo, so sorry for what I nearly did to you. I was silly and wasn't thinking straight and that nearly made you get really, really hurt but someone helped me not do that to you. His name is Papa... and he would love you so much but he has things he needs to do and we need to let him do them because he is so perfect: just like you my beautiful, baby boy." Blaine whispered to his son.
From that day forward Milo Kurt Anderson grew up knowing that a man called Papa stopped him from getting hurt and that Daddy loves him very much for that; but here Blaine was now. Five and a half years later, April 2019, kissing his son's cold and precious forehead as he slept. A kiss goodbye - because he had to go find Kurt again, something he thought he'd never do, to do the exact same thing...
To see if Milo's Papa could stop him from disappearing all over again.
Like I said this is a continuation of "Born to Die" and I apologise if you would have wanted me to look at Blaine's pregnancy however this idea just wouldn't leave me alone. Also I won't be fabulous at updating just because exam season is just about to start in a couple of weeks here in England and my focus is mainly that however I'll try to get a chapter up at least every two weeks :)
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