Double Heartbeat

Chapter 3- Surprise?

Avery slowly disentangled herself from the stirrups and sat up, shrugging off the paper gown she was forced to wear. She stood bare in front of the full length mirror beside the chair, looking at the long narrow scar across her stomach just above her naval. Soon, it'd be reopened to deliver another baby. A baby she couldn't keep. Her heart shattered at the thought. Forcing back the tears trying to escape her hazel eyes, Avery dressed herself. Once she was back in the Rolling Stones shirt, faded blue jeans and cowboy boots she came in, she opened the door and walked out into the hallway. She was met with Blaine down on his hands and knees trying to get a still unconscious DJ to wake up. Kurt clutched a distraught Daphne to his chest, trying to soothe her cries for her aunt.

"What in hell?" Avery screamed, practically doing a baseball slide underneath Blaine to get to her sister. "DJ!" she shouted, slapping the brunette's face with little force. Navy eyes fluttered open, seeing her step sister hovering over her.

"What happened?" she asked, as Avery helped her sit up.

"That's something I'd like to know too!" Avery hissed, looking towards the two gay men.

"Well...you see...uh..." Blaine stammered, his face flushed. He looked to his husband for help, but the countertenor was still preoccupied with their niece.

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Avery growled, snatching her child up and hushing her within seconds. Now that Daphne's cries were down to sobs, the blonde balanced her daughter on one hip while grabbing Kurt's loose skinny tie in her right fist. "Now what the hell happened to make Blaine and my sister magically appear out of thin air? Or better yet, explain to me why she was on the floor!"

"She fainted!" Blaine answered quickly. "I told her that you and Kurt were here getting impregnated as well and I guess it was too much for her to handle."

"What do you mean 'as well'?"

"I'm carrying his child." DJ spoke carefully, watching her sister's face go from angry to shocked.

"So we're both pregnant with dumb and dumber's rainbow glitter shitin' children?" Avery asked, earning a nod from DJ. "Oh. My. God." Avery's grip on her child loosened and the little three year old fell into DJ's arms in time to see her mother pass out.

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Kurt felt his face heat up a few thousand degrees, knowing his usual vanilla complexion was blood red by this point. All because the pink haired woman who worked for him wouldn't stop laughing.

"I'm sorry!" she cackled, doubling over in laughter. "This is just too great!"

"I don't see what's so great about it." the 26 year old fashion king spat, growing more and more embarrassed. He didn't think Skylar would get such a kick out of his predicament. The pinkette chuckled a few more seconds before composing herself enough to talk.

"I didn't think you two would actually pull a stunt like this!" she giggled. "So instead of one baby, you got two! And two baby mamas to boot!"

"Avery and DJ both agreed...albeit not at the same time, but they still wanna see this through."

"I'd be pissed if they didn't. I'm pro-life. Abortion is murder."

"I feel the same way, Skye." Kurt sighed and leaned against the counter of his store. Silver eyes scanned the store and saw only a handful of moms and two kids under seven. All of them collected around the girl's side of the shoppe. Apparently most were having girls this year. He'd have to make a mental note to get to work on onesies when he got home. "But in a way, I'm kinda happy things turned out the way they did." a smile slowly wove through his chapsticked lips. "Both Blaine and I wanted a family, and now we're getting one."

"Yeah, but can you two princesses handle two at once?"

"I think we can. Besides, we'll have Avery, DJ, Puck and Finn around to help."

"Who said the illegitimate baby daddies will stick around? Those kids ain't theirs."

"They know that. Finn's heart is almost as big as he is...and that's saying something! Puck may act like a total jackass sometimes, but he's got a real soft spot for kids. You should see him with Beth."

"Who's Beth?" Skylar asked while replying to a text from her girlfriend.

"Puck's daughter." the pinkette looked up upon the word 'daughter'.

"I thought he and DJ didn't have kids?"

"Oh, they don't. Beth's mother is an old friend of mine from high school. Quinn Fabray. She used to date my brother, and after a few drinks one night, she and Puck had a one night stand. Resulting in Beth. She gave birth right after we lost Regionals my sophomore year."

"Damn, your life is better than the Maury show." Skylar began cackling to herself again. Her laughter amusing to the few kids in the store who began to mimic her actions.

"Don't I know it." Kurt replied with an eye roll. "Anyway, Quinn gave Beth up right after birth to Shelby, the director of Vocal Adrenaline. She reigned after signing the adoption papers to care for Beth. 6 years later, Quinn regained custody of Beth after Shelby fell ill. Now they're living near Westerville. Quinn graduated from Yale to become an elementary school teacher."

"At least it's a happy ending." Skylar chided, still typing away on her phone.

"True. Puck sees Beth every other month for a few weeks. He absolutely adores that little girl. She's eleven now, but to Puck, she's still his baby."

"She's lucky." Skylar replied, pocketing her phone. "My mom gave me up to my dad when I was two. Apparently her pills and cocaine was more important that me." her voice filled with resentment. "My dad kept me alive until he was arrested for embezzling when I was four. The rest of my childhood was spent in an adoption shelter. No one wanted me because I had such a bad attitude...I guess that's normal for an abused child. The second I turned fifteen they threw me out to fend for myself. That's when I met Amy. She found me wandering around the streets outside Lima and offered me a meal and a place to stay for the night. She was different. She didn't care about the way I looked or where I came from. She saw who I was. And I guess you can say the rest is history." she finally smiled after such a heartbreaking story, fingering the ruby ring she wore on her left hand.

"I'm sorry." Kurt offered, not really sure what to say. He didn't expect such a strong and hotheaded woman to come from such a horrible background. Then again, it was that very background that made her a fighter. "My mother died when I was six. She knew before anyone that I was gay and made my dad promise on her deathbed to always support me. Which he did. It was hard growing up the only out gay kid in a homophobic world, but when I met Blaine, he gave me the courage to look those bullies in the eye and tell them to back off."

"Yeah you two seem like you've been through a lot," The pinkette said with a smile. She turned back towards the store and smiled to match Kurt's. "But that just means this'll be nothing."

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"I hate you."

"DJ, it is three in the morning." Blaine said groggily into his phone. "I was having a dream about some beautiful beach and my husband, and you interrupt me to say you hate me?" It was indeed three in the morning nearly two weeks after the incident, and both men were hoping one of the girls wouldn't turn up pregnant, since not everyone did on their first attempt. Avery had passed her test the day before; positive and two weeks along." Now why do you hate me?"

"I just took a pregnancy test and it's positive..."

"Deej those things are always wrong..."

"I took seven, Blaine."

"What?" the tenor screamed, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth. Fearing he'd woken Kurt. But the paler man's even breathing told Blaine he was still alseep. "How is that- wait, where in the world did you get seven pregnancy tests at three a.m.?" Blaine said staring at his phone in disbelief.

"I'm a nurse I can get anything at any time you goober."

"Great." Blaine groaned, flopping onto his back, staring at the ceiling. "Avery passed her test yesterday."

"Yeah, I know dip thong." DJ deadpanned. "Congrats on knocking two women up at the same time. Pimps every where will be worshiping you two for decades."

"So is this what we all have to look forward to? You being a bitch?"

"Get used to it. Cause all I have to look forward to is hugging a toilet for three months! Verbally abusing you when you can't say anything back, will be the only pleasure I get outta this."