Kay, I know I shouldn't start a new fic when I have five unfinished ones. But inspiration has struck.
This is a Kurt/Rachel friendship fic with lots of PuckleBerry.
This will be twenty six chapters long.
One for every letter of the alphabet.
BTW. No Baby Gate. Finn and Quinn broke up because he loved Rachel.
When he opened the door to Rachel Berry he had no idea he was looking at his new number one priority. "I'm pregnant." The words came before she could stop them. Kurt/Rachel Friendship and PuckleBerry.
Arrivals and Admissions.
The incessant knocking on the door had woken him from a peaceful slumber and Kurt Hummel was not amused.
Pulling off his blue silk eye mask he pulled his robe tighter around himself not really sure who to expect at this ungodly hour.
Four thirty in the morning?
Seriously?
Maybe it was his landlord coming to complain about his Wicked CD that had been blasting from his stereo all afternoon.
Maybe it was Mike or Matt who had also ended up at NYU, half drunk, giggling like lunatics.
It might have been one of his teachers coming to bitch about some report on a class he took.
Maybe some other college student who deemed it appropriate to barge in on your fellow class-mate while he was half asleep, not realising the effect being caused to his beauty regime.
Whoever might have been standing on the other side of the door he did not expect to see Rachel Berry standing there in tight denim jeans and a black tank top.
Once he got over the initial shock of seeing her there in the middle of the night, he might congratulate himself for picking out her wardrobe.
While Kurt was taking fashion at NYU Rachel was at Julliard pursuing music and dance as everybody expected.
While people like Puck and Finn went to the same colleges for the two best friends their journey's were over an hour away.
Surprising him, once again, Rachel thrust a cup of Starbucks into his hands.
Allowing his best friend to walk in and take a seat on his couch, Kurt watched as Rachel lifted the lid of her own Styrofoam cup and taking a large, greedy gulp.
Huh.
I guess her lack of a gag-reflex comes in handy.
Their friendship had been unexpected by everyone.
They were both incredibly similar and in high school were constantly competing in well...everything.
Finn's love.
Diva-hood.
Solos.
Now that he thought about it, Rachel got them all.
It happened in senior year when Rachel broke up with Finn, the girls of New Directions had rushed to her aid with movie nights and spa sessions.
They had come to a sort of understanding and once they had got over the fact they'd always be in contest for one thing or another, had become best friends.
Who knew a Diva better than a Diva?
Taking a sip of his drink, Kurt was surprised when he was not met with a sweet chocolate taste and instead the bitter one of coffee.
During finals in high school, Kurt had developed a terrible addiction to coffee and would have up to three cups an hour, much to the terror of New Directions.
Rachel had taken action and had weaned him off, taking away his supplies gradually.
After that he was never allowed coffee.
Ever.
Something was wrong and he wanted to know what.
Delicately wiping the corner of her mouth, Rachel took a deep, cleaning breath before speaking.
"I'm pregnant."
He was pretty sure this was one of those clichéd moments when time stops and your heart slows down.
He was really not sure how to take the news.
Before he could say anything else though Rachel continued.
"And Noah's the father."
He blinked, trying to process the new information.
And in the way all good Diva's do in news such as this, he did the only thing he could think of.
He fainted.
