Kurt Hummel loved his life. First off, there was Blaine. The two of them were so happy. So happy it was almost surreal. Then there were the kids. The very first moment he laid eyes on his newborn son he was in love. He and Blaine had both wanted a girl, but they had a baby boy and he was perfect and sweet and Kurt and Blaine spoiled him rotten. Well, Blaine spoiled him rotten. Kurt just bribed him with cookies to get him to wear the designer clothes he bought for him.

When Micah was three Madeline came along. She looked so similar to Blaine it was weird sometimes to see them side by side. They had a boy and a girl and everything was perfect. Micah was into trucks and trains and superheroes, and Madeline liked Disney princess movies and insisted on wearing her pink tutu around the house. Kurt and Blaine had everything they could ever want.

They quickly realized when Madeline was five and Micah was eight that they were going to have to move. Their two bedroom two bathroom New York City apartment wasn't nearly big enough for the four of them. They moved to Park Slope in Brooklyn and lived in a much larger building with three bathrooms and four bedrooms. It was still an apartment, but it was home.

It truly felt like a blink of an eye before Micah was leaving. He was valedictorian of his graduating class, and he got a scholarship to Penn State to play soccer and study biology. It made Kurt and Blaine proud to know he was going to be so successful. Not just because of the scholarship, but because he was their kid.

Micah had a girlfriend, Riley, and they had been dating for over two years. Incidentally, she was going to Penn State as well, so they wouldn't have to do the whole long distance relationship thing. Kurt and Blaine knew all too well how those turned out. But it didn't matter to them anymore. They were married.

Madeline was still just a sophomore in high school, but she was excelling on her own. She was the star of the drama department at her school and was always the lead in the annual spring musical. She was a fantastic performer, and even though she struggled a little academically, she worked hard to make sure her GPA didn't fall below 3.0. She had a boyfriend named Justin, and he treated her like a teenage girl ought to be treated. He didn't pressure her into doing things she didn't want to do, and he respected her, like every boy ought to do to their girlfriends.

Needless to say, the Anderson-Hummel's were happy. Kurt still had his position at Vogue, and he had moved up to co-manager of the office, next to Isabelle. Sometimes the job was draining, but he was doing what he loved, and that was enough. After Blaine's father pressured him into joining medical school at NYU, Blaine realized he loved it, and he was working full time as an ER physician.

Kurt sat on the edge of his bed and untied his boots. He was exhausted from the particularly long day he'd had at work, and he realized he had to cook dinner with a sigh. With Micah off at college and Blaine in Lima to visit his mom, it was just him and Madeline. Cooking for two wouldn't take long, but he was just so tired. He was tempted to order pizza or something, but he knew he would regret it later.

Kurt was about to get up to find something to throw together, but his daughter appeared in the doorway. He knew by the look on her face that something was wrong.

"Maddie? What's the matter?" he asked. She didn't look at him, and instead turned her head to look out the window, and she crossed her arms. She was little like Blaine, but had a voice just as powerful as Rachel Berry's. She had beautiful dark curly hair that fell halfway down her back. Kurt got up and cupped her face in his hands. "What is it? Did something happen at school?"

She pressed her lips together and took in a shaky breath. Kurt could tell she was going to cry. "Baby, you can tell me, whatever it is." Madeline walked over to the bed and sat down. Kurt followed her and waited until she was ready to say whatever she needed to say. Suddenly she broke down and began to cry, and she was crying hard. Kurt gathered her in his arms and stroked her hair, just like he would when she was little and he would hold her.

"It's okay," he soothed. "It's okay, honey. Tell me what's wrong, please baby. Whatever it is, it's okay." He kissed the side of her head and knew whatever it was had to be pretty bad for her to cry so hard about it.

"Don't be mad, D-Daddy," she choked out. "Don't hate me." Hearing those words made Kurt's heart break for her. No matter what she did, he would never in a million years even come close to hating her.

"No, no, no," he promised. "I would never hate you. Tell me what it is and I'll see how I can help. I won't be mad." Madeline sat up and rubbed her eyes. She was pale as a ghost and breathing shakily. Kurt held her hands and realized she was trembling. "Just tell me."

"I'm pregnant."

Kurt swore his heart stopped beating for a minute. He went into shock, unable to move or think or do anything. Those two little words played on repeat in his mind.

"Daddy? Say something, please," she begged. Kurt snapped out of his daze and looked at her. "Don't hate me, Daddy, I love you." She leaned into him again, and Kurt wrapped his arms around her. His mind had gone from frozen and empty to a million things flooding it at one. Madeline. Pregnant. Justin. Baby. Sex. Grandparents.

Kurt wasn't nearly as mad at Madeline as he was at himself. He and Blaine had tried to be so protective of their little girl. They made Justin come over to meet them for dinner before they agreed to let them date, and her curfew on the weekends was 10:30. Where had they gone wrong?

"I'm not mad, baby," Kurt finally said, his voice quiet and hushed. "I'm disappointed. Very disappointed. In you and Justin. When did this happen?" Madeline looked him in the eye, still holding his hands.

"Abigail's sweet sixteen a month ago. I don't think I need to go into detail. He didn't force me to do it, though. I agreed to it," she confessed. Kurt squeezed her hand.

"Have you told him?" he asked. Madeline nodded. Her mascara ran down her face, and Kurt got up to grab her some toilet paper to use to dry her tears.

"I told him yesterday. He said it was up to me what to do about… it. But he said he'd help however he could." That gave Kurt a tiny speck of reassurance. At least he didn't walk out on her and break her heart even more.

"I don't care what you do, honey, but you're not aborting that baby," he said firmly. "You can give it up for adoption to a nice family, or keep it and raise it with our help, but you're not having an abortion." Kurt wasn't happy at all about the fact that he was going to be a grandfather at 43, but he wasn't letting some doctor kill that baby.

Madeline sniffled and shook her head, staring down at the carpet. "I know. I wasn't planning on it. Honestly. And I told Justin that. I just don't know what to do yet." She breathed out and began to cry again. "I'm sorry, Daddy." Kurt rubbed her back and held her as she cried. She kept saying how sorry she was over and over, and went on for nearly ten minutes like that. Kurt's shirt was getting soaked, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered at the moment except his baby girl. "Don't hate me," she pleaded. "Don't hate me, Daddy."

"Sh, sh, sh," he told her. "I don't hate you. I would never, ever hate you. I love you so much." Madeline cried until she ran out of tears. She finally sat up and apologized for getting so upset. Kurt told her it was okay, and they ordered Chinese food for dinner.

The father and daughter sat on the couch eating their chicken and eggrolls. Kurt peppered her with all kinds of questions (when did you find out? Who have you told? Have you made a doctors appointment yet?) Madeline said she was guessing she was five weeks pregnant, and she only found out about it four days earlier. The only people that knew were her, Justin, and Kurt.

Kurt didn't blame her for being scared. He remembered when he was a sophomore himself, and he told his dad he was gay. He had been fully prepared to be kicked out of the house, but his dad didn't do any of that. He told him he loved him and even gave him a hug, which was rare of him at the time. Kurt knew how she felt. Now that he was in his dad's shoes, he couldn't do that to his child. It wouldn't be fair to them after he had been accepted. Beside the point, he loved his kids too much to ever hurt them like that.

"Don't tell Dad," Madeline kept begging. "Please, please don't tell." Kurt understood. He wasn't going to tell. He honestly didn't know how Blaine would react. He could either be accepting about it, or he would blow up and scream at her. Kurt had seen him when he was especially mad at Micah several years ago, and he could be harsh.

"I don't tell Dad," Kurt promised. "I think you need to be the one to do it, though. He gets home the day after tomorrow." Madeline nodded and set her food down.

"I know," she agreed. For becoming a pregnant teen, she was being incredibly responsible about the whole situation. Kurt knew it was going to be hard on all of them, but that's what family was for. "I need to do my homework. I can't get behind. I have an AP history test tomorrow." Kurt gave her one last hug and kissed her on the forehead. He had almost forgotten she was just a high school student until she mentioned that. People weren't supposed to have kids when they were still kids themselves.

"I love you," he said. "I always will. Try not to worry about things tonight. Just do your homework. It's going to be okay, I promise." Kurt wasn't sure if he could keep that promise, but he was going to do his very best.

"Thank you, Daddy," Madeline said. "I love you, too." She took her dishes into the kitchen before retreating to her room. Kurt rinsed off their plates and loaded them into the dishwasher. No matter what he tried to think about to distract himself, his mind jumped back to the fact that his daughter was pregnant. It was like a car accident you couldn't look away from. It was just… there. He knew he needed to talk to his dad. Madeline would understand if he told him. His dad wouldn't even tell Carole. It could just be their little secret.

Author's Notes:

I wrote this a couple of weeks ago but didn't do anything with it, but someone prompted this last night, so I decided to post it as a oneshot to see what people think. I know some people don't like future fics, so this is just kind of a test to see if people like it! Maybe I'll continue it if people like it, so please leave me a review to let me know what you thought, even if you hated it I would love some feedback!