" Kurt, do something!" Blaine said as he came out of the room that the shrill screaming was coming from.

Kurt glanced up from his sketch book, looked at the clock and smirked. The clock read 10:15, which was way past a certain little girl's bedtime.

" I thought daddy was going to handle it." he teased lightly.

Blaine sighed and collapsed into the armchair. " I thought teething was over, Kurt..." he groaned.

" Oh, you just wait. When she's a teenager, neither of us are safe." Kurt said as he got up and headed toward Ashleigh's room. " She only doing this for attention, you know."

" I know. I'm just exhausted, babe." Blaine said, yawing.

Kurt smiled at him. Blaine had taken on two jobs in order to pay for a bigger house, and he came home every night at eight thirty to help put Ashleigh to bed. She was usually tired enough to fall asleep with just a lullaby and and some cuddling. Then, after a few hours, Blaine would go to bed with Kurt and start all over in the morning. However, this autumn night was one of those nights where Ashleigh decided to call the shots.

Kurt walked over to his husband and kissed him softly. " I'm proud of you, sweetie."

Blaine smiled and kissed the back of Kurt's hand.

Kurt walked away from Blaine and went into Ashleigh's room. He saw the almost two year old on her bed ( it still had bars on it so she wouldn't roll out of it during the night), kicking her covers with her little legs and carrying on about God knows what. Her little face was red from screaming and tears ran down her cheeks. Her faithful bunny, Terrence, was stuffed halfway underneath the pillow. Kurt took a deep breath and walked into the war zone.

" Ashleigh... we need to calm down." Kurt said in an even voice.

" NO!" Ashleigh screamed.

" You need to go to sleep, baby."

" NO, DA! I no sleep!"

" Ashleigh, y-"

" NOOOOOOOO!" the little girl cried and slammed her chubby fists on the mattress.

Kurt took another deep breath and realized words weren't going to fix this.

' She's only a baby. Keep it together, Kurt. '

Kurt decided the best way to stop all this was to wait it out. He went over to the corner of the room and turned on the nightlight, then went to turn off the main light in the room. A soft pink glow replaced the bright yellow one. Ashleigh still cried when Kurt got Terrence out from beneath the pillow and set him down beside her. He then went over to the rocking chair across the room and sat down to wait for her to wear herself out.

Ashleigh cried and cried. " I no sleep! I no wanna!"

Kurt rocked himself back and forth in the chair, simply waiting it out and thinking back to his own childhood when he used to cry and scream at his mom and dad about going to bed. Come to think of it, Kurt's mother used to do this exact same thing with him. She would sit and wait for him to stop crying. When he did, according to Burt, Kurt would wake up with the covers over him and not remember how they got there. Kurt chuckled softly. Ashleigh wasn't his biological daughter, but she sure acted like she was. She took after Blaine the most, though, and Kurt loved that about her. She had his smile, his eyes, and his curly black hair. She was excessively cuddly, much like her daddy. She sang, too, as well as a twenty-two month old could. She even laughed like Blaine...

Kurt realized that Ashleigh's cries had turned into soft little whimpers. He looked over at her and saw her laying on her side with Terrence in her arms and her thumb in her mouth. Her eyelids were heavy, but Kurt could see her trying to keep them open. Soon, though, they closed, and Kurt walked quietly over to the little bed to pull the covers printed with singing flowers up over her. He kissed her head and untangled a few of her curls.

" Sweet dreams, princess." he whispered and walked out of the room and closed the door halfway.

Kurt padded down the hall and went into the second bedroom. He laughed when he saw Blaine laying on the bed, still in his work clothes and glasses, out like a light. Kurt shook his head and headed into the bathroom to start his moisturizing routine. When he came out in his pajamas, Blaine was starting to wake up.

" Evening, darling." Kurt said and went over to kiss Blaine on the cheek.

" Wha...?" Blaine sat up slowly and rubbed at his eyes. " Did Ash stop screaming?"

" Yep. She's asleep now"

" Witchcraft..." Blaine mumbled and rolled off of the bed. " How did you do it?"

" I let her cry until she wore herself out and fell asleep. I couldn't think of anything else to do, actually" Kurt said, shrugging his shoulders.

" Huh. Ingenious." Blaine mused as he changed from his button down shirt and slacks into a worn tee shirt and flannel pants.

" Thank you. I try." Kurt quipped and climbed into the bed.

Blaine smiled at Kurt and got into bed next to him. Kurt scooted until he could wrap his arm around Blaine's waist and rest his head on Blaine's chest. Blaine ran his hand though Kurt's hair and kissed his forehead, his other arm circling around Kurt's back. Kurt smiled and closed his eyes, happy to be in the arms of his husband. His heart still fluttered whenever he remembered the day Blaine proposed to him back in Ohio on the steps of Dalton Academy where they first met. They were both 20 at the time and were engaged for three years before getting married, but that didn't bother them in the least.

Blaine tightened his arm around Kurt and heaved a big sigh. Kurt knew that sigh all too well.

" What's wrong?" Kurt asked, opening his eyes.

" I'm not home enough, am I?" Blaine said somberly.

" What do you mean? You're home plenty, Bla-"

" I'm not taking care of our daughter as much as I should, Kurt." Blaine said, tears stinging at his eyes. " I'm... I'm not doing my part."

Kurt pushed himself up onto his elbows, a determined look in his eyes. " Stop right there, Blaine Anderson. You are doing your part and more. You're working your ass off for us. I'm pretty sure that in the job description for fathers. Sure, Ashleigh misses you while you're at work. So do I, but I keep reminding myself that we're gonna get a bigger and better home for our family out of this. Don't beat yourself up about this, sweetheart. It's going to be hard, but this'll all pay off soon."

Blaine just looked at Kurt for a long minute before reaching up and pulling Kurt down for a passionate kiss.

" I love you..." Blaine said in between kisses. He rolled over until he was on top of Kurt and still kept their lips connected.

" Someone's enthusiastic... Oh, God, do that again." Kurt's teasing nature quickly disappeared when Blaine started sucking and gently scraping his teeth on Kurt's earlobe.

" Why is it that you always know what to say to make me feel better?" Blaine said softly.

" I'm awesome, that's why." Kurt sighed and Blaine attacked Kurt's ribs with his fingers, making Kurt squirm and try to contain his shrill laughter.

" S-stop, Bla-ha-ine! We're gonna wa-wake up Ashleigh!" Kurt laughed. Blaine laughed with him and switched to planting tiny kisses all over Kurt's neck, murmuring " Om nom nom."

Kurt giggled. " Go to sleep, goober. Little Miss likes to wake us up at 6, remember?"

Blaine smiled against Kurt's skin. He pressed one last kiss there before rolling off of Kurt and back onto his own pillow. Kurt spooned him and pressed his face into the crook of Blaine's neck. Blaine took Kurt's hands in his and kissed both of them.

" I love you, Blaine." Kurt said.

" I love you too, Kurt." Blaine sighed before closing his eyes. Kurt did the same.

Dawwwwwwww...

Seriously, that method Kurt used with Ashleigh? Works like a freaking charm. Trust me... lots of experience.

That bit about Blaine proposing is probs gonna be a one shot. It needs to happen. :)