A/N So this is a story I've had in my head for a while now and although I've got so many other stories open at the moment I thought I'd start this one. It's a little different from any of my other stories but I hope you'll enjoy it!

I don't own Glee or the characters.

Chapter One

Blaine Anderson was very excited. Today he would be graduating high school. He could finally put McKinley High and Lima, Ohio behind him and start a fresh out in New York with his fiancé Kurt Hummel. He couldn't wait to go to NYADA and share an apartment with his best friend Sam Evans, who was going to be attending the Pratt Institute in Brooklyn. It was going to be the biggest and best adventure Blaine had ever been on. To be free from his parents constraint, not that they were ever home, but whilst he lived in their house he had to obey their rules. Now he could make his own rules. He could be free to be who he wanted to be in New York. Sure there was always going to be the haters, but in New York gay people didn't have to look over their shoulders in case they were going to be beat up by some homophobic jerks.

Most importantly, he could finally be with Kurt again. To be able to see him every day, instead of just Skyping, phone calls and texts. The mere thought of being able to be with Kurt in the flesh again caused him to have goosebumps along his arms and shivers down his spine, but in a good way.

As he looked out from behind the curtains to see who was gathering to watch the graduation he saw Kurt, Burt and Carole who all waved warmly towards him and he smiled and waved back. He could see all of his friends parents there, Tina's, Artie's, even Sam's who came all the way from Kentucky. Lastly he saw his mother walk down to get a couple of seats for herself and his father, when he arrived. He hadn't seen much of either of his parents for the past few months, they had been busy with work, taking business trip after business trip, and he had been busy avoiding them as much as possible when they were at home, but he frowned as he watched his mother practically waddle down the aisle. She had put on a lot of weight lately. A little too much weight and it worried him a great deal.

"Dude, I didn't know your mum was pregnant. Isn't she like really old to have a kid though?" Sam whispered behind Blaine, making the smaller boy jump.

"Jeez Sam. Way to give me a heart attack, and FYI my mum is way too old to be pregnant." Blaine responded back.

"You sure about that, cause she definitely looks like she's about to give birth any second now." Blaine frowned and looked at his mother one more time. The way she was holding her back with one hand and the other protectively on her belly. The way her face practically glowed as she talked with the other parents present. Blaine thought back to when he last saw his mother for more than a few seconds. It had been months ago and he had thought she had put on weight then. But she hadn't said anything to him. Why wouldn't she have told him that they were going to have another baby?

"Ah crap." He mumbled to no one and pulled the curtain back to get in line for his diploma. He couldn't do anything right at the moment so he was going to try and forget about it until after the ceremony. Where the hell was his dad though? He could at least have the balls to show up with his pregnant wife. His extremely pregnant wife. Blaine heard the music start playing for the beginning of the ceremony. Blaine hoped it wouldn't last too long. At least his speech as senior class president was not long and he crossed his fingers for the same for all the speeches. Since he was almost at the front of the line, with only Artie before him in the queue he could hear everything that was happening. Thankfully at this precise moment it was a blessing, even if he did have to hear principal Sue's speech...

"Well, thank you to all the mildly interested and strangely proud parents of this motley crew of, for the most part, untalented, unintelligent, overweight senior's who, despite all the odds, actually managed to scrape the grades needed to graduate. I have no idea how they managed it and neither do I care so lets get on with rewarding them with this pointless ceremony because God knows they'll never receive any sort of praise after today. Well here goes...Artie Abrams." Artie turned round briefly to Blaine, a huge smile on his face and wheeled himself onto the stage to collect his diploma, waving at his parents as he did so and getting a cheer from the glee crowd that had come to watch.

"Blaine Devon Anderson." Blaine rolled his eyes as Sue stated his full name for everyone to hear and walked out onto the stage with a strained smile on his face, going up to collect what was his from Sue Sylvester herself. "Congratulations young Burt Reynolds. You might want to leave though, your mother just waddled herself out of the auditorium a second ago. Probably to give birth to some hideous mutation that somehow miraculously turns out not only strangely handsome but also ridiculously talented."

"What? Did she look alright?" Blaine asked panicking and not really listening to Sue's jibes.

"Did you not just hear what I said. I think your mothers having her baby. Now Clark Kent!" Blaine, eyes wide, rushed off the stage and climbed the stairs, racing out through the back to the strangely empty corridors in search of his mother, who he found doubled over by the entrance to the school.

"Mum!" Blaine called out worriedly and she looked up grimacing a little.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing? You should be in your ceremony." She exclaimed, chastising him for leaving his graduation.

"Mum, I'm not going to stay in there when I've been told you walked out because you look, well..." Blaine gulped and looked at her extremely rotund looking belly and listened to his mothers slight pants.

"Oh sweetheart. I meant to tell you about it, I did, I just never got round to it. Don't worry about me, your father will be here soon and he can take me to the hospital."

"Are you sure mum? I mean, no offence but you look like you're ready to burst." Blaine took the hand his mother reached out with, gripping it tightly and felt the pressure of her own tightness of grip. After she groaned a little she looked up, slight tears in her eyes.

"God, I'm too old for this. I don't think I can wait my darling. Can you take me now?"

"Of course mum. Let's get you to the car." Blaine grabbed hold of her arm with one hand and wrapped his other around her waist, letting her lean heavily onto him as he took her over to the car, panic building inside his own heart. His mother was having a baby. What the hell was he supposed to do? Taking off his cap and gown, he flung them both into the boot and started the car, quickly pulling out to head straight for the hospital. His mother was getting increasingly louder and panting more heavily as he drove, and although he usually drove very cautiously, today he felt like he was driving like a maniac in an effort to get to the hospital in time.

"Sweetie, you're going to have to pull over." His mum yelled at him suddenly. Panic took him over completely as he whined out his response.

"Why?"

"We aren't going to make it my darling. You're going to have to deliver it yourself."

Blaine's eyes became saucers. "What! No. No way mum."

"Just do it!" His mother shrieked and he was so shaken that he drove onto the hard shoulder and got out of the car, running round to his mothers side. "Get me into the back of the car now. You might want to cover up the seats though Blaine." Blaine nodded and ran to his boot, opening it with a flourish and grabbing a blanket he kept there just in case he needed it. Opening the back doors of the car he covered the seats with the blanket in his hand and went to retrieve his mother, placing her as gently as he could in the back of the car. His hands shaking the whole time.

"Blaine, you need to help me, my love. Can you do that? I need to push now and I need you to make sure the baby gets out ok. Will you do that for me?" Blaine nodded, trying to remain calm on the outside, because on the inside he was seriously freaking out. I mean, what did he know of babies? What could he do? This was all going to go very, very wrong.

However when his mother started pushing and screaming at the same time he didn't have any more time to panic. He lifted his mothers dress up and tried to keep the nausea down at the fact that here he was, a gay eighteen year old male, delivering his mothers baby. He had no desire to ever see what girl parts looked like, especially his own mothers, and now he was going to see something coming out of it. From what he could see, more than one thing was coming out. Is having a baby really this messy? Oh my lord... He watched in slight revulsion as the head started to emerge from his mother. It was almost like something out of a horror movie. He gulped down the bile now trying to surface from the pit of his stomach and gently placed his hands beneath the babies head, now halfway emerged. Hearing his mother tiring, he gave her some encouragement.

"Come on mum, you're doing great. Just a few more pushes then it'll all be over." His mother pushed once again and he gently held the head as it slowly but surely emerged from inside his mother till it was completely out.

"I can see it's head. It's head's out mum." He told her jubilantly. He didn't even care any more that he was covered in various disgusting looking liquid substances as he held the tiny head in his hands. His mother panted twice more before she screamed, pushing with all her might until the baby fully emerged, red, wrinkled and wriggling from his mothers womb and howling with all his might. Blaine sat hunched over the baby in awe, he was so tiny and yet looked so perfect.

"He's a boy mum. I have a little brother." He laughed with joy, a tear running down his face as he wrapped his little brother up in a faded, hole ridden sweater that was in the back of his car that he sometimes used when he worked out. He picked up his brother, wondrous at how wriggly he was, and so light and his brother looked up at him with his huge sky blue eyes.

"Hey there. I'm your big brother Blaine." Blaine told him already falling in love with his little brother, so helpless and small. "You're so tiny, but you're perfect." Blaine couldn't help but smile lovingly down at his brother as he held him and then passed him over to his mother.

"I'm so proud of you sweetheart." His mother told him, cooing over the baby, but at the same time stroking Blaine's cheek to let him know how much she appreciated and cared for him. "I knew you could do it. You'd better take us to the hospital now though my dear." Blaine nodded once more and looked down one more time at his brother, who was still staring at Blaine with his huge eyes. He bent and kissed him on the head before taking to the steering wheel once again and driving them both to the hospital.