As of 6-13-15 I will be doing extensive rewrites on this story. I plan on completely reworking the pregnancy subplot because I realized it didn't make sense matching up with where I wanted it to match up with the show. So please be patient if there are some inconsistencies with the story, I know about them it will just take a matter of time to fix them all.

Iris Kane

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Prologue

It was Blaine who started the conversation.

"Kurt, I want to have a family," he gave a lopsided shrug, his trademark smile sliding into place making his eyes sparkle, "the 2.5 kids, you know normal stuff." He looked earnestly into his husband's eyes clasping Kurt's hands.

Kurt was quiet for a moment before he spoke again, his expression vaguely concerned.

"So how do you want to go about it? Adoption?"

Blaine paused for a moment apparently thinking.

"Maybe…" He trailed off. Blaine rose and crossed the room to the computer in the small home office, Kurt automatically followed and went to stand behind him as he sank down in the desk chair. "But first I think we need to do some research."

Kurt leaned down and kissed the top of his partner's head. "Good, whatever you think is best."

After almost 2 weeks of searching adoption agencies Blaine had a whole lot of nothing. Most adoption agencies turn them down flatly once they heard they were a same-sex couple. While a lot of same-sex couples could adopt it seemed Kurt and Blaine were being thwarted at every turn. It seemed no adoption agency in New York would hear them out.

"I thought it would be easier than this." Blaine grumbled as he tossed a mess of papers down on the dining room table.

"There's always international adoption," Kurt suggested, " if we want to demonstrate truly what accepting differences is all about there's no better way to show it than that."

Blaine made a face.

"You know I love you Kurt, but I was kind of hoping for a solution a little closer to home. I don't want to go to Thailand or some other country on the other side of the world just to have a kid."

Kurt shrugged.

"Well, it's just a thought."

It was another three months before Kurt and Blaine spoke again about how they would start a family. Blaine had been searching the Internet sporadically, but with no real hope. He came across the website by accident when he was running yet another Google search and he came home with a big smile on his face and a stack of papers in his briefcase unrelated to his current teaching position.

"Would have printed these off from work, but it didn't seem appropriate." He placed the pile of printouts down on the table for Kurt to see.

Kurt flipped through the papers.

"Blaine, what's this?"

"It's some information on surrogacy, I thought that might be a better option for us. The kids would be ours biologically at least."

Kurt was continuing to read through the articles a concentrated frown on his face.

"Blaine, it says the starting fee for a surrogate is about $15,000, and that's including medical expenses, we don't have that kind of money."

Blaine nodded, but he didn't say anything. Like Kurt, he was still frowning as if he were trying to find a definite way around the problem.

"Could we get someone we know to do it?" Blaine asked, "I mean, we could pay them, but it would be like a reduced fee or something."

Kurt shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe, but what woman would be crazy enough to carry a baby for 9 months that isn't even hers?"

Blaine leaned over to embrace Kurt.

"I don't know Kurt, but don't you worry, okay, we'll figure it out. I promise."

While Kurt and Blaine were deliberating over their options they took an afternoon here and there to watch Rachel's rehearsals for her upcoming Broadway play. Since going back to school and graduating NYADA Rachel had been dating Jesse, a former member of Vocal Adrenaline, and the director of what he and Rachel hoped would be a successful Broadway production, starring Rachel. Kurt was watching Rachel rehearse when the idea came to him. At first it seemed absolutely crazy, like a lot of the ideas he had over the years marrying Blaine for starters.

At first, he wasn't even sure if he should approach Blaine with the idea and figured Blaine was the safer option, to run this by him, rather than immediately going to Rachel.

"Blaine," he whispered as he continued to watch Rachel and her costars on the stage, "I have an idea…"

"What! Are you crazy Kurt? Rachel would never go for something like that, not if it's going to screw up her budding career! She's just getting ahead right now. This production of Jesse's is supposed to be a big hit!" Blaine's eyes widened if only to accentuate his expression, "BIG!"

"Forgive me if I step on Rachel's lifelong dreams." Kurt muttered sarcastically, then realizing that sounded insincere, he amended his statement. "I mean, can't we have our chance at happiness for once."

Finally Blaine sighed in resignation.

"Fine, we can ask, but don't get your hopes up."

Kurt bit his lip.

"Well, the worst she can say is "no"."

When they knocked on Rachel's dressing room door Kurt's heart was somewhere in the region of his throat. Blaine's hand was in his, but he barely felt it, he wasn't trying to show it but Kurt knew Blaine was as nervous as he was.

"Who is it?" Rachel called from behind the closed door.

"Rachel," Kurt spoke up, "it's Kurt and Blaine we were wondering if we could come in and talk to you…" He paused, "it's important."

The door opened to reveal Rachel who was dressed back in her street clothes, her hair still tossed up in a bun after taking down her hair, taking off and reapplying her makeup.

"So," Rachel beamed excitedly, "what did you guys think? Is Jesse a genius or what!"

"It's great Rachel," Blaine said sincerely, his voice softening and a warm smile stretching his handsome features. "But that's not why we're here, Kurt and I have something we want to discuss with you."

Rachel stepped aside to let her friends enter.

"Sure, come in."

Blaine did most of the talking, which Kurt preferred. As good as his repore with Rachel was, Kurt was afraid he would muddle the entire thing. By the time Blaine had finished Rachel was looking at them with a look of stunned surprise.

Finally she was able to form words, and this was unusual because Rachel Berry was hardly ever speechless.

"You want me to do what? Are-are you sure?"