Ok so this is a lovely little co-writing attempt by me and Spookykat. We had way too much fun one night coming up with the future of our beloved Glee club and well since we both love Matt/Kurt...of course we had to know how their family turned out! So here we go! All you really need to know is it's 13 years in the future and while you don't have to read I'm Not that Boy to understand it...Leah will make an appearance. We good? good! Enjoy!

As far as Burt Hummel was concerned, morning was the best time of day. The usual frantic pace of the shop could be forgotten and he could just enjoy this time with his wife before life had the nerve to interrupt them. He smiled as Carole busied herself around the kitchen getting breakfast ready. Thirteen years of marriage and she still hummed around the house the same way she had the day she moved in. Catching him looking at her from over the top of his paper, she shot him a wink as she moved towards the archway separating the kitchen from the rest of the house.

"JoBeth!" She yelled out. "Get a move on or you'll be late!"

"Coming Mom!" The disembodied sound of his daughter's voice carried down to them in much the same manner her brothers' had years ago that seemed like only yesterday.

Neither he nor Carole had ever given any thought of having any more children other than their boys. Truth be told, they knew they had their hands full with Kurt and Finn alone. To say JoBeth's arrival was a shock would be only slightly the understatement of the century. But the second she was put in his arms, he couldn't imagine life without her any more than he could imagine life without his boys.

Of course both of them would roll their eyes if they ever heard him referring to them as boys. Both Finn and Kurt had long since left the small house in Lima for bigger and better things. They were men, living their own lives with their own families, chasing their own dreams. Exactly the way it should be. Didn't mean he didn't miss them or wish they lived closer.

Folding his paper in half, he caught Carole's eye and smiled. "What do you think about going up to see Finn and the kids this weekend?"

Her brown eyes sparkled at his idea but her answer was lost for all time as their daughter's frantic scream neared them. "MOM! DAD!"

She tore into the kitchen, a blur of gangly legs and messy hair that no matter how hard Kurt tried no product could keep under control and nearly slid into the wall. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

"JoBeth? What in the world? Are you hurt sweetie?" Carole flew to her daughter, her hands and trained maternal eye looking for any sign of injury.

"What? No. No. I'm fine." She tossed her hand up in a way that had always reminded Burt of Kurt. "Why did you all not tell me this?"

"Tell you what?" Burt asked suspiciously.

"I know how Kurt loves a dramatic surprise and all but really you all could have given me some warning." She continued at a speed only known to teenage girls.

Carole reached out and put her hands on JoBeth's shoulders to get her to stop and look at her. "Joanna Elizabeth Hummel. What are you talking about and why exactly did you scream like that? You scared us to death."

Looking back and forth at her parents, as if seeing them for the first time, it finally seemed to dawn on her no one had any idea what she was talking about. With a sigh she looked down at the phone still clutched in her hand. "Of course he's a moron and sends it to your phone." She groaned almost to herself. "Way to miss the point you almost never have them Kurt."

"Jo." Burt stood up and moved closer to her. "What are you talking about and what does this have to do with Kurt?"

With a look to the ceiling she handed her phone over to her father. "He just sent this message."

With Carole looking over his shoulder, the scanned the message title "Look Who Just Arrived." Sharing a confused look with his wife, Burt scrolled down and felt his eyes widen as the picture came into view on the tiny screen. There, in the sharpest picture a camera phone could provide, was the truly confusing image of Kurt holding a tiny bundle wrapped in a pink blanket.

Seeing her parents' face drain of all color, JoBeth looked at them sheepishly. "If it helps? I thought it was going to be about a dog."

"Five minutes" Matt chuckled as their phone came to life. "They're late."

Kurt chucked a nearby dish towel at his partner, careful to avoid the squirming bundle in Matt's arms. "I'll remember your support when it's your sister calling."

"Leah doesn't call. She'll just show up. Nice try. Better answer that. Otherwise your dad is going to freak out. And that's not pleasant." Matt adjusted the newest member of their family to his shoulder as he passed Kurt in the doorway, pausing to kiss Kurt briefly. "Be nice to him. You did just shock them."

Kurt scrunched up his nose as Matt laughed at him. With a sigh he picked up the phone, trilling out cheerfully "Hello!"

"You are soooo dead." His sister's voice whispered over the line before their father's cut her off.

"Kurt?"

"Hey Dad. Thought you had to open the garage?"

"Noah can handle that." Burt dismissed outright. "Why am I looking at a picture of you holding a baby?"

"You got that? I was worried cause it's a new phone and Matt's not gotten the hang of it yet…."

"Kurt. What's going on?"

"I guess the only thing to say here is congratulations Grandpa it's a girl?"

He could hear his father swallow heavily and somewhere in the background he could hear Carole and his sister gasp. "Why didn't you say anything?"

Kurt leaned his hip against the kitchen counter. "There was no guarantee this would work out or that there wouldn't be some near misses. We didn't want to get everyone's hopes up just to disappoint them time and again. It just seemed better to wait until everything was finalized."

Even though Lima was hundreds of miles away, Kurt could still see his father close his eyes and nod his head, the way he always did when he was too overcome with emotion to actually speak. Somehow Kurt was willing to bet his father had already guessed there had been more than one disappointment before this phone call. Muffled in the background, he could hear JoBeth's voice asking something. When his father came back to the line all he asked was one question. "What's her name?"

"Bethany Justine." Kurt paused for a minute before rushing out the last part. "Bethany Justine Rutherford."

"We'll be on the next plane to see you all."

"Dad. You really don't have to do…."

"We'll be on the next plane." Burt cut him off with a tone Kurt learned long ago not to argue with.

"I'll guess we'll see you soon then."