Blaine got out of the taxi with a baby girl in his hands. She was so beautiful with her little brown eyes and black hair. A old lady passed by him and said, "Such an adorable baby. What's her name?"
"Katelyn Blair," answered Blaine. "We call her Katie. We just adopted her."
"Oh, she's so cute. You and your wife must be so proud."
"I don't have a wife. I—"
"Blaine!" Kurt finally gets the suitcases out of the cab and paid the taxi driver. "Honey, that man should not even be driving. He looked nothing like his picture at the top."
"Oh, homos." The lady walked away from them.
"Is she still asleep?" Kurt asked Blaine.
"I think so. It's freezing out here. Let's get my little sunshine inside." Blaine and Kurt walked into their apartment with little Katie.
"Welcome to your new home, Katie," cooed Kurt. "This is where you're gonna grow up. She's so excited!"
"Yeah, the nuns at the orphanage said that she's always a happy baby," said Blaine. "Katie, would you like to see your new room? She wants to."
Blaine and Kurt stepped into the room across from theirs. Their daughter's nursery was white with a white crib and little flower petals hanging above her crib.
"This is your room, Katie," cooed Blaine and he gently kisses her on the head.
"Blaine, I wondered how everyone's gonna react when they meet her."
Blaine hesitantly looked up. "Wait what?"
"Our friends are gonna come over tonight to meet her. Finn and Rachel, Artie, Sam, Brittany—"
"Kurt, I never told them that we were adopting her."
Kurt's heart dropped into his stomach. "What? Why would you do that?"
"I-I didn't want to tell them yet. Kurt, you know what it's like for us. We had to adopt our own daughter because my sperm didn't work on Quinn."
"Well I want them to meet her. I mean look at her." Kurt held his daughter in between him and his husband. "Come on, Daddy. I wanna meet Uncle Finn, Aunt Rachel and the rest of your friends."
Blaine smiled. "Okay, Daddy. Just wait when you meet your Uncle Cooper, Grandma Regina, and Grandpa Wes."
"And Grandpa Burt and Grandma Carole." added Kurt. "Oh, my god. I need to clean the apartment up for the big celebration."
Kurt began to clean up the apartment as Blaine held onto Katie. Out of the blue, Katie started crying.
"Blaine, why is she crying?" asked Kurt.
"I don't know," said Blaine. "I just fed her. Maybe it's her diaper."
"I just changed her. What do we do?"
As Blaine nervously paced back and forth, Kurt tries his best to calm their baby girl down. Not even her pacifier helped. At last, Kurt decided to sing to calm her down.
Kurt:
In my daughter's eyes, I am a hero.
I am strong an' wise,
And I know no fear.
But the truth is plain to see:
She was sent to rescue me,
I see who I wanna be, in my daughter's eyes.
Blaine:
In my daughter's eyes, everyone is equal,
Darkness turns to light,
And the world is at peace.
This miracle God gave to me,
Gives me strength when I am weak.
I find reason to believe, in my daughter's eyes.
Both:
An' when she wraps her hand around my finger,
Oh, it puts a smile in my heart.
Everything becomes a little clearer.
I realise what life is all about.
It's hangin' on when your heart has had enough;
It's givin' more when you feel like givin' up.
I've seen the light: it's in my daughter's eyes.
Both:
In my daughter's eyes, I can see the future.
A reflection of who I am,
An' what will be.
An' though she'll grow an', some day, leave:
Maybe raise a family,
When I'm gone, I hope you'll see,
How happy she made me,
For I'll be there, in my daughter's eyes.
Finally, Katie started sleeping. Blaine and Kurt looked at her in her crib and looked at each other. Kurt sighed, "She's not perfect…that's what so special about her."
"Kurt, what if she doesn't turn out to be exactly like us?" Blaine asked.
"As long as she has our amazing talent, your gorgeousness, and my style, I guarantee that Katie Hummel-Anderson will be the next big thing in New York City."
"Funny that we named her after the feminine form of our names. Kurt Blaine or in this case, Kate Blair."
"Yes, except she is Katie Blair."
Later at night, the doorbell rang. Kurt opened the door, and it was Rachel and Finn.
"Rachel! Finn!" gasped Kurt.
"Hey, bro," said Finn. They both walked in and sat down in their couch.
Then came Santana and Brittany. "Kurt, don't be trying to impress us with devil eggs and red wine," scoffed Santana.
"Santana, still as bitchy as ever," replied Kurt. "And Brittany as sweet as ever."
The doorbell rang again. It was Sam, Mercedes, and Artie. Sam carried Artie as Mercedes brought in his wheelchair.
As everyone sat down, Kurt stood in front of all of them. "Okay, guys, I invited you all here because of a special announcement."
"I hope it's good because you haven't even brought a bowl of pretzels or a cold bottle of beer," said Sam.
"Blaine and I have a special surpise."
"You guys got a pet unicorn?" asked Brittany. "Santana, they have a unicorn. Lord Tubbington would love a unicorn sister."
"Britt," laughed Santana.
"Blaine?" said Kurt. Blaine nervously walks in with Katie in his arms and smiles.
"Oh, my god!" gasped Rachel.
"Kurt?" said Artie. "Blaine?"
"Guys, I would like to introduce a very special person," said Blaine. "This is our daughter, Katelyn Blair Hummel-Anderson."
"We call her Katie," added Kurt. "Y'all wanna hold her?"
Blaine handed their daughter over to Finn. He smiles at her as Rachel shakes her little hand.
"Hi, Katie," cooed Finn. "We're your Uncle Finn and Aunt Rachel."
"It's gonna be so much fun with you," shrieked Rachel. "When you're older, I cannot wait to make you my new little dress up doll."
"And letting her climb on top of me like a jungle gym," added Finn. Most of them laughed a little. "Wanna hold her, Artie?"
"Yeah," he said. Finn handed the baby over to Artie. Artie shakily hold her close to him. She reached out to touch his glasses and giggled. "She's adorable."
"Kurt, you got pregnant?" asked Brittany.
"No, Brittany," answered Kurt. "We adopted her."
"Adopted? What's that?"
"Yeah, it means that her parents didn't want her and we took her in as our own."
"Santana, I wanna adopted a little baby," said Brittany. "I wanna have our own little Justin Pierce-Lopez."
"We will, Babe," Santana patted her on the back. "Just not now."
"Artie, can Santana and I hold her now?"
"Sure, Brittany." Artie handed her to Brittany.
"Hi, Katie," cooed Brittany. "You don't look like your daddies. Then again, they aren't really your daddies." Brittany started to blow in her stomach multiple times, which made her giggle a lot.
Santana looked at Katie behind Brittany and the baby started to cry. "What's wrong?" asked Brittany. "Kurt, she won't stop crying."
"Because she saw Santana," joked Finn and Santana glares at him like a cobra ready to strike.
"Give her to me, Britt," said Sam. Brittany carefully handed the baby over to Sam. "She calmed down. It's gonna be fun showing off for this kid." Sam started to throw her up in the air and caught her. After a few more, Katie let out a hurl of vomit onto Sam's chest.
"Ugh!" grunted Sam. Everybody in the room started laughing as Sam gagged in disgust. Blaine walked over and took Katie from Sam.
"I'm starting to like this kid now," laughed Santana. "I think we're gonna get along just fine."
"What is this?" asked Sam. "Yogurt? It smell funny."
Kurt handed him a towel from the kitchen. "So what do y'all think of her?"
"She's cute," answered Artie.
"I wanna pinch her little cheeks," said Mercedes.
"I wanna steal her from y'all in the middle of the night," said Brittany.
"Brittany!" shrieked Kurt.
"Sorry."