CHAPTER TWO
Kurt's jaw literally fell to the floor.
"I CANNOT be pregnant," he stated.
Dr. Fielding sighed, "It's rare, but possible. As you know, you do carry the male pregnancy gene, which can allow you to carry a child."
"Really?" he said sarcastically.
Dr. Fielding continued, "So this pregnancy is not going to be easy or risk free. Not for you or the baby. You need to make some difficult decisions involving your lifestyle."
"I am not going to terminate this pregnancy."
"I'm not suggesting that you do, but I highly recommend an ultrasound combined with amniocentesis. Prenatal vitamins, a healthy diet, no strenuous activities and above all avoid all high stress situations."
Kurt laughed at the doctor "And how do you suggest I manage that? My boyfriend and I are the only openly gay people at school, I have the lead solo for our show choirs' national competition and I have-"
Dr. Fielding interrupted the boys' rant, "You are going to have to give up the solo and let someone else handle it."
Kurt let out a loud sigh. He had worked so hard for that solo.
"I'm going to start you on prenatal vitamins immediately." The doctor handed Kurt the sheet of paper, his hands shaking as he took it.
"We can set up an ultrasound appointment for sometime in the next few months, but right now, I am late for another appointment. If you have any questions, do not be afraid to call." She said passing Kurt a card.
Dr. Fielding showed Kurt to the door.
Kurt covered his mouth with his hand as he proceeded to the elevator. He sighed heavily letting the news filter through his brain. Just as he stepped into elevator he saw a familiar face.
"Quinn?" He said as his voice went up three octaves.
"Kurt…" Quinn said confused. Why would Kurt be getting on the elevator at the OB/GYN floor?
"Wh…What are you doing here?" Kurt said crossing his arms over his lower abdomen.
"Post-natal check-up, I should be asking you the same thing?" Quinn said in a very cautious voice.
"Doctors appointment." Kurt said far too quickly.
Quinn gave him an 'I-don't-believe-you' look as she snatched the piece of paper right out of Kurt's hand.
"Well, what do we have here?" She said in a smug voice while reading the prescription.
Kurt responded simultaneously, "What the hell? Give me that back. Quinn this isn't funny. That is personal information."
Quinn stared at the paper. "Oh my God?" She said her eyes widening. "You…you're pregnant?" She practically shouted. Kurt grabbed the prescription back and shoved it into his bag.
"It's true?" Quinn questioned herself.
Kurt gave her a subtle nod and whispered, "And you cannot tell a soul."
Quinn laughed, "But this is too good."
"Quinn, please," His voice was shaking and Quinn could see the desperation fill his blue eyes. "As a friend and as someone who has gone through this." Kurt pleaded, "I am asking that you keep this a secret."
"Now you're pleading friendly devotion? After you stole my Prom Queen title." Quinn snorted.
"Please, Quinn," He said sincerely.
"All right, my lips are sealed…for the time being." She said as the elevator reached the ground floor.
"For the time being?" Kurt questioned.
"You can't keep this a secret forever, Kurt. Trust me, I tired to."
Kurt sighed he knew she was right.
"What are you going to do?" Quinn questioned. "You have to tell Blaine."
"Blaine. Oh my God," The thought hadn't even crossed Kurt's mind
"You are going to tell him, right?" Quinn inquired.
"Excuse me," Kurt said as he ran for his car.
Blaine. Oh My God. How is he going to react? Will he leave me? What if he doesn't want children? Or worse what if he did want kids, just not with me.
Kurt took a deep breath, started the engine headed home.