Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Prologue
"I want a baby."
Hiram looks up from the book he's reading. He's almost sure he has misheard his husband. "You want a what?"
"A baby," Leroy sits next to his partner on the couch, "I really...really want a baby." He took Hiram's hand, running his thumb over the back of it gently.
Hiram just stares. "Well..."
"I don't want to adopt either. I want our own daughter or son."
"Honey, that's great. Really. But then, how are we going to find a surrogate? And how fast are we talking here? Like in a year or two or-"
"Shh," Leroy grins, "My friend at work knows a perfect woman who's willing to do it. Her name's Shelby Corcoran. I already talked to her over the phone and she'll be coming over next Wednesday. I promise you, this is meant to be."
Hiram sighs. Leroy usually knows what he's talking about. He can be a goofball sometimes, but in the end, he really does care. Hiram looks up and their eyes meet. "Aright." Hiram finds himself grinning along with his husband, letting out a weak, nervous laugh. They're going to have a family. A real family...
AN: I swear to Grilled Cheesus the next chapter will be much much much longer. It will be up soon! :)