Today was the first day of Brooklyn's senior year and it could not have started of worse. She frantically rushed to get dressed while searching for her calendar in her various desk drawers. She knew that she was running late, but finding this calendar was important.
"Brooklyn, let's go!" Kurt yelled from the kitchen as he was trying to calm Gabriel down.
"It is 7:05 and we were supposed to leave at 7:00. Papa, we're late." Gabriel kept repeating as he got more and more upset. He hated any changes in their schedule, but that was typical for a child with Aspergers. Still, Kurt was getting desperate to stop the tantrum.
"Gabriel, if you stop throwing a tantrum, i will give you a pack of skittles." Kurt bribed. Gabriel stopped for a moment.
"I want two packs." He replied. Kurt shook his head. Over the years he had realized that Gabriel was a master negotiator and he often used it to get his own way, but Dr. Marcus had mentioned that they needed to set specific boundaries and limits for him so Kurt told him no. He was only allowed to have one pack, which sent them into another tantrum.
Meanwhile Brooklyn finished getting dressed and managed to find her calendar in her closet of all places. She opened it and flipped to the previous month. She had her period on July 15. It was now August 27. She was late. She was starting to freak out. Could she really be pregnant? That didn't make sense. She and Ryan always used protection, but then why didn't she get her period on time? She couldn't talk to anyone. Neither of her dads knew about Ryan. So, she wiped away her tears of panic and went out to the kitchen and grabbed a pack of pop tarts so she could eat on the way to school.
"Look, Brooklyn's ready. We can leave now." Kurt said loudly in the hopes of stopping his son's tantrum, but it didn't. Kurt grabbed two packs of skittles and handed them over to Gabriel.'"Here, Stop and calm down." Kurt told him. Gabriel took the packs of skittles, grabbed his backpack and headed for the door. Kurt sighed, grabbed the keys and headed out the door to drive his son and daughter to school. He really, really hated mornings like this one.
They drove in silence as Brooklyn and Gabriel ate their "breakfast". They couldn't even turn on the music to diffuse the awkward silence. They pulled up to Brooklyn's high school first.
"Bye honey, have a great day." Kurt said. Brooklyn didn't reply. She just got out of the car and walked swiftly into the school. She went to her locker and put some stuff that she really didn't need into her locker. She really just wanted this day to be over. What she needed to do was go out and get a pregnancy test. She needed to know if she was really pregnant because the aspect of the unknown was killing her. Suddenly she felt a pair of arms come around her and she flinched away from them.
"Hey, Im sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Ryan said.
"No, iit's okay." Brooklyn replied as she tried to get away from Ryan. She wasn't ready to tell him that she could be pregnant and she knew that he could read her like a book.
"What's the matter?" he asked. "I know you and something is definitely wrong." Brooklyn couldn't take it any longer.
"I'm late Ryan." She practically yelled at him. He looked confused and then his face turned pale as he realized what she meant.
"Are-are you pregnant?" He asked.
"I don't know yet." Brooklyn replied. "I have to get a test after school." He smiled and gave her a hug.
"I'll be here for you." Ryan replied. "You don't have to do this alone." She gave him a kiss and they clasped hands as they walked down the hallway to homeroom.
At Gabriel's school, the day wasn't going very well either. His teacher was a total weirdo, one of those hippie chicks who believed that music helps kids concentrate. She turned on the boom box as the kids filled in a get to know me paper. Gabriel tried to tune it out at first but overtime it just kept bothering him more and more.
"Can you please turn that off." He said in a low voice, that the teacher probably didn't even here. She walked over to him.
"What is it Gabriel?" She asked.
"The music. Can you please turn it off? It needs to be turned off." Gabriel told her.
"I don't think that's fair to the other kids who are enjoying the music." She told him. Gabriel just couldn't take it anymore. He got up from his seat and walked over to the boom box with the teacher hot on his heels. "Gabriel, do not touch that!" she warned, but Gabriel wasn't listened. He just wanted the music to stop. He started pressing random buttons but it didn't shut off. He eventually got angry and started hitting it while his teacher frantically tried to hold him back, but it was no use. The boom box fell to the floor and broke up, but the music stopped and Gabriel seemed to relax. "Gabriel! Go and sit in the hallway." his teacher yelled.
"Why? Why do I have to sit in the hallway?" Gabriel asked. He just didn't understand what he did. He made the music stop. What was wrong with that? He reluctantly went and sat in the hallway as Mrs whatever called Kurt and Blaine. Luckily, Kurt wasn't to busy and Blaine had just finished a surgery so they rushed down to the school. When they arrived they didn't see Gabriel, but the principal called them in.
"So, why are we here?" Blaine asked.
"Well, Gabriel had an incident in class today." She began. "He broke his teacher's boom box." Kurt and Blaine both nodded.
" Music is one of Gabriel's triggers. He has Aspergers." Blaine explained.
"Oh, I wasn't aware of that." The principal replied.
"It's a pretty recent diagnosis."Kurt said. "We're still getting used to it ourselves."
"In that case, I feel that Gabriel would function better in a school more designed for him." She said.
"Wait? Is this a suggestion or are you kicking him out of school?" Blaine asked.
"Mr. Anderson-Hummel, we aren't kicking him out but we are strongly suggesting it." She said, which basically meant that they were kicking him out.
"Fine." Blaine replied as he felt his temper flare. "My son won't be back at this school."Then he proceeded to storm out of the office. Kurt excused himself and then followed Blaine.
"What are you doing?" Kurt asked.
"Can you believe them?" Blaine shouted.
"Their just trying to help Gabriel." Kurt retorted.
"Their practically discriminating against him because he's different...because he has Aspergers." Blaine said. Kurt could tell from Blaine's face that this really wasn't a problem about Gabriel. It was more about himself.
"Blaine, it's not your fault that Gabriel is autistic." Kurt replied softly.
"Well it sure as hell isn't yours. It's not your DNA, it's mine." Blaine said.
"I don't care if it is your DNA. He's my son too and I am just as frustrated with this as you are." Kurt said. "Now stop blaming yourself and focus on helping your son." Blaine nodded. Kurt was right.
"Fine, but I really feel that we should look at more individualized schools for him." Blaine replied"
"And I am completely okay with that. I think it would help as well." Kurt replied. "Come on. Let's go get our son." They walked down the hallway to the room where Gabriel was.
"Hey bud, you ready to go?" Blaine asked.
"Yes." Gabriel said as he stood up from the desk. "Can we get ice cream?" he asked. Kurt and Blaine looked at one another.
"Dad can take you." Kurt replied. "I need to get home and do a few things, okay?" he said.
"I don't care, as long as I get ice cream." Gabriel replied as he walked away from his fathers.
"I'm just going to walk home. I want to talk to Brooklyn and see how her day went." Kurt told Blaine. Blaine nodded and gave Kurt a soft peck on the lips. Then they went their separate ways.
Back at home, Brooklyn had just gotten home from the drugstore with her pregnancy test. She dropped her bag and hurried into the bathroom to take the test. She did however forget to lock the door. She took the test and then set it on the counter as she waited the five minutes to see the result. She was just so stressed out that she didn't even hear Kurt come in. He walked down the hallway and saw that the bathroom light was on. He opened the door to turn of the light and didn't expect to see Brooklyn or the pregnancy test in her hand.
"Brooklyn, what is in your hand?" he asked not taking his eyes off of the test.
"A p-pregnancy test." Brooklyn stuttered.
"What does it say?" Kurt asked.
"It's- it's positive." Brooklyn cried. Her eyes filled with tears and she basically crumpled before Kurt's very eyes. "Papa, I'm so sorry." she cried. Kurt rushed over to her and pulled her into a hug. He was very pissed off that his little girl not only had a boyfriend, but that she was having sex and was pregnant, but he knew that she would get enough yelling from Blaine whenever she told him.
He sat on the bathroom floor with her and rubbed her back. "Shh It's alright. Everything is going to be alright." he soothed.
"I didn't mean to Papa. We were always so careful. I don't understand what happened?" Brooklyn cried.
"I know, but you not to take a deep breath. You're going to have to tell your boyfriend…" Kurt paused because he realized he didn't even know the father of his teenage daughter's baby.
"Ryan…his name is Ryan." Brooklyn said.
"Well, you need to tell Ryan and tell your Dad." Kurt said. "I know that you made a mistake and believe me I am extremely angry with you, but you need to know that I'm here for you with whatever you decide to do."
"I love you Papa and I'm sorry." She cried. Kurt continued to rub her back and reassure her that everything was going to be okay. Tomorrow was going to be a hard day for her so she was going to need whatever comforting Kurt could give her today.