Finding Family

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters, only the ones I created.

We Need More

Blaine Anderson leaned against the elevator doors as he rode up to his New York loft. He was coming home from his job as a high school counselor, today being one of the harder days than most, and all he wanted was to go to his room and sleep forever.

The doors beeped open and he walked down the hall to his door. He unlocked the door with a sigh. As it swung open, he was engulfed with smell of brownies and the sounds of Broadway show tunes and laughter.

He smiled while going into the kitchen, "Is there a party in here?"

Nine year old Jaime and Blaine's husband of ten years, Kurt, looked up from their batter.

Jaime smiled widely, "Daddy!" She ran and jumped in Blaine's arms, "I missed you."

Blaine chuckled, "I missed you too, but I thought you were sick and you don't look it."

Kurt came over and lightly kissed Blaine's lips as his husband set their daughter down, "My medicine works magic."

"I'll say," Blaine said as Jaime ran back to her brownies. He winced when she started singing and her strep throat took over, making the normally wonderful sound turn to cracks.

Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand, "It's been like that all day and I still haven't gotten used to it."

Blaine smiled and shrugged, "It's cute."

Jaime stopped singing, "Daddy, come here and look at everything Dad and I made today."

"You mean you got your sick germs over all this food?" Blaine teased.

Jaime giggled, "Daddy, stop."

He chuckled and hugged her back to him while looking over the spread of desserts, "You guys were busy."

"We were," Kurt stepped in, "and we are finally done."

Jaime opened her mouth to add to her dad's statement, when she clutched her throat. Her eyes widened in pain.

"She hit the wall," Blaine breathed to Kurt before kneeling down to Jaime, "You ok, Princess?"

She quickly shook her head as tears welled up in her big blue eyes. Somehow, despite being adopted, Jaime was the perfect mix of both Blaine and Kurt. She had Kurt's eyes and Blaine's dark curly hair that was now tied back from her face.

Blaine lifted her in his arms. He kissed her forehead, "Come on, Daddy needs a nap too, we can both lay down in my bed."

Jaime nodded and hid her face in Blaine's neck as he carried her up the stairs. She was already asleep by the time he was placing her on Kurt's pillows. He happily sighed and settled next to her, wrapping an arm around her small body.

Before he could drift off to sleep, an old conversation came in Blaine's head.

"We're in a rut."

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"That we're getting boring."

"Boring. Blaine Anderson, you are bored with our marriage."

"No, Kurt, no, I'm just saying everyday is the same thing. We get up, go to work, maybe have the occasional date night, and blow off some steam at night, then repeat. Don't you want things to change? To have an adventure?"

"And how do you plan on having an adventure? Sky diving?"

"A baby!"

Blaine smiled and looked down at Jaime. Yeah, he first brought her up, but Kurt loved her so much even if he was nervous about her at first.

He couldn't help but think the same thing now as he did then. They were in a rut and it needed to change. It was time to be parents again.

Blaine never fell asleep and decided to drag himself out of bed away from his one angel to go talk to his other. He found Kurt sitting on the couch working on designs for his newest clothing line.

Blaine sat down, "We need to talk."

Kurt glanced up, "Um, ok." He put his stuff down, "What's wrong?"

"Why do you assume something's wrong?" Blaine asked.

Kurt smirked, "Because I know you. Now come on, what is it?"

Blaine took a deep breath, "I want another kid."

Kurt's eyes widened, "O-oh?"

Blaine nodded, "I love Jaime and our life, but something's missing. We're in a-"

"Rut," Kurt sighed, "I know."

"So you agree with me?" Blaine breathed.

Kurt smiled softly and nodded, "I'd love to have another baby. I think I still have the company number we used for Jaime."

Blaine kissed his husband, "Thank you."

Kurt held him close, "No, thank you for taking the step forward and reminding me this needs to be done."

Blaine lied Kurt back and climbed on top of him, "I can't wait."

Kurt was reaching for the buttons on Blaine's shirt when they heard the patter of feet on the stairs.

"Daddy, Dad," Jaime cried softly, "It hurts."

Blaine jumped up, "Oh, Jamie, I'm sorry."

She cried harder, "Make it stop."

Kurt stood and hurried to her. He knelt down, "Shh, you have to calm down first, Princess, so it will hurt less."

Jaime took several deep, shaky breaths, but her tears still poured down.

"I know," Blaine smiled, "How about I make some pudding? Will that make you feel better?"

Jaime wiped her eyes and nodded, "Please, Daddy."

"Alright," Blaine left to go to the kitchen.

Kurt took Jaime's hand and led her to the couch. He set her on his lap and rubbed her back, "Shh, it's ok, Dad's here, it's ok."

Jaime leaned into him, "I don't like being sick."

"I know," Kurt whispered, "but it happens to everyone."

Jaime's breathing slowed as she relaxed.

Kurt smiled and knew it was now or never. "Jaime," he said softly, "I need to tell you something."

"What Dad?" Jaime looked up.

Kurt smoothed her long hair, "What would you say if Daddy and I got another baby?"

Jaime smiled, "I get to be a big sister?"

Kurt smiled back and nodded, "That's the plan."

Jaime jumped around on his lap, "Yay! I want a little baby!"

Blaine walked in to see the excitement, "I'm guessing you already told her."

Jaime nodded quickly, "I'm going to be a big sister! Like all my friends!"

Blaine gave her the pudding, "Now quiet down and celebrate later, I don't want you sick any longer."

Jaime smiled and started eating the dessert. Kurt smiled at Blaine as well and took his hand. Blaine squeezed it happily and sighed, ready to start their new adventure.