AN: Hey, guys and gals (perhaps)! I want you to know that this is my first story to make. It took me a while for me to really decide on making one myself after reading countless fictions. Anyway, I bring you my first work of fiction and a part of my writing skills. Thank you for reading this and I hope ya'll like it!

Disclaimer: I definitely own none of these characters from the television series Glee. Ryan Murphy does. I also don't own any of the places and shows I include in these chapters. All rights reserved to Ryan Murphy, creator of these things and Glee.

A New Chapter- chapter 1


It has been twelve years when Sam proposed to Blaine for marriage. It has also been ten years since Blaine proposed to Sam to having a substitute to have their own child. He came upon the idea of having a baby when they saw Rachael at the New Directions reunion at Breadstix carrying her and Finn's beautiful twin baby boy and girl, Mary and Christopher; in honor of Finn's father. They had remembered how Rachael grew absolutely outstanding with her two dads. Sam and Blaine named their son Samuel Devon A. Evans. They call him by his second name, Devon.

Devon looks exactly like his Papa Blaine. Except his eyes, nose and lips. Devon got his Daddy Sam's blueish-green eyes, pointy nose and his thick, fish lips. Although Devon was very smart like Blaine, he got most of Sam's raunchiness and humor. He started doing Sam's iconic celebrity impersonations when he started learning about the different famous and iconic male celebrities. Like Rachael, Devon is sort of Daddy's little boy. When they were looking for a suitable surrogate mother for their child, they realized that Rachael's passion and determination is perfect for Sam's slight laziness and Blaine's controlling attitude.

Although Devon is very smart, they found out that he had Aspergers and very mild ADHD. But his parents don't care. They will always love Devon in every way as he is. They wouldn't even care if he was straight or gay when he grows up.


Sam, Devon and Blaine are all sitting around the dining table one morning. Sam was happily enjoying his cereals in milk while reading the morning paper; Devon was busy putting the finishing touches of his macaroni art project for Home Ec. Class. Blaine was too tired from last night to finish his bowl of oats in front of him. He was half asleep and his eyes are blood-shot red and droopy. He had his elbow on the table while clutching his un-gelled curls.

"What's wrong, Babe?" Sam noticed Blaine's weak morning.

"Oh, it's nothing." Blaine started to slowly stir his bowl of oats and stops to put it down.

Devon is about to finish his project, "No. I know something's wrong. Why don't you tell me?", Sam settled his hand over Blaine's other hand, held it and squeezed, "Alright, I'll tell you," Blaine said with a little playful tone. "My boss started giving me more and more work since last Wednesday", Blaine continued, "And I still haven't finished them all. It's already to passed down by tomorrow. I've worked all night long for the past few days. And I haven't any sleep. Thankfully, I'm almost finished."

"Oh, you were working on something! I thought you were looking for more nude pictures of me in our vacation last July," Sam said with a chuckle. Blaine chuckled sarcastically, too. "Anyway, I decided to just stay home, finish my work and sleep it all the out after. Instead of taking the bus, Devon can ride with me when I pick him up from school. Then, I'll surprise him by taking him around New York." By now Devon had finished his macaroni art piece and it was exquisite. He really got Sam's artistict talent. Devon did a macaroni portrait of him and his family. He really got his fathers' eyes perfectly. He has already gone uptairs to get ready for school.

"Bye, Honey! Bye, Baby!"

"Goodbye, Pa!"

Sam kissed and said his husband goodbye "See you later, sexy." Blaine watched his son and husband get in the elevator and down the 19 levels.

On the way to the garage exit, Devon's Daddy started to grin; remembering what Blaine had planned for their afternoon. "You should get very excited. Your Papa has a lot planned for you later after school." Devon then made a grin of his own only slightly wider than Sam's. "Really, what is it, Daddy!?", Devon exclaimed. "I can't tell you. It's a surprise. You'll just have to wait until school ends." Devon got really excited and then started counting at his watch "Aw. Alright then, it's exactly seven and a half hours 'till I'll be free!" Devon calculated. Sam and Devon chuckled and they drove off to school.

After Math class, school was finally dismissed. Devon was about to leave his classroom when he found his Papa at the door. Blaine was smiling and when Devon realized that his Papa had arrived, he managed a bigger grin than Blaine.

"Pa!" He ran to his Papa and jumped to hug him.

"Hey, Baby! How was your day? Did you have fun?" Blaine carried him while Devon was clinging unto his neck.

"My day was fine and I had fun! What are you doing here?"

"Oh, yeah... SURPRISE! I have a special day planned for us. We're going to the ice cream parlor, the park and I'm taking you to watch the broadway performance of Annie. How about that, you excited?" They lived in Brooklyn, which made it pretty convenient for them to go sight-seeing when they wanted to.

"Heck yeah!" Devon then hopped in his Papa's BMW and they drove off to the ice cream parlor.

There, Devon got a Monster Bowl size of vanilla ice cream. Blaine got a Double Big Cone size of chocolate and strawberry together.

"Hey, Son, do you ever get bullied at school?" Blaine felt curious about how Devon is behaving in school.

Devon is now 9 years old and about to finish elementary school by summer. He has very high grades and is the second best in his class. The top one is not surprisingly the daughter of Mike and Tina Chang, Felix Chang. Felix is obsequiously nice to Devon and their other classmates. Devon and Felix get along a lot during class. But when it's recess time, Felix is with a different group of friends sitting around a table; leaving Devon alone, by himself in a table somewhere along the corners of the messy and noisy cafeteria.

Devon sat in silence in response. He stopped fiddling with his ice cream waiting for time and heat to make condensation around the bowl and on the tabletop. Blaine got more concerned than Sam had this morning for Blaine's sleepy behavior. "Are you getting bullied by your classmates?" Blaine repeated.

"I don't want to talk about it", Devon's eyes started to swell up, "I...it's nothing." Devon stuttered in denial. "Why? Who? What? How are you being bullied? Do they hurt you or they say bad things at you?" Without even telling him, Blaine started to have complete empathy for his son. He has also gone through this all those bullying before.

Devon was developing tears in his eyes. He doesn't wan his fathers worrying about him in school. It appears his fathers haven't told him about their classmates bullied them when they were in school. Devon's breathes are getting heavier. He looks around the room wondering how he could escape these excruciating memories; memories that reminds him the pain and agony that his classmates give him. He swallows a heaving lump in his throat. By now his head is beating. Devon throws himself to his Papa. Blaine can hear him sniffing under his chest. Tears are rolling down his cheeks to Blaine's button down shirt.

"I-I'm sorry, Pa. I didn't want y-you and Dad t-to worry." Devon started stuttering.

"Shhhh," Blaine started to comfort him and he was stroking Devon's curls. "It's okay. It's okay."

"It-t just hurts real bad." Devon rose from Blaine and looked straight at him.

Blaine hushed him again and patted his back. Devon started coughing and in his hand. His are breaking. He hugged Blaine again. This time his grip is tight. It was like he didn't want to lose his Papa.


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