Chapter 4 - What's in a Name?

Wedding minus 7 months

Kurt had got the call at work. Rachel was having her baby. Now. And Finn was freaking out! Kurt had tried to calm him down, and he promised that he would get straight on the phone to his Mom as soon as Finn would let him hang up.

"Finn Hudson! Get off this phone right now and go and be with your wife! That's an order".

When Kurt had called their parents, Burt had answered the phone. Carol was at work, and couldn't possibly be on a flight before this evening. But he promised that he would get her to New York as soon as he possibly could. "You're going to have to go to the hospital and support Rachel, because you know that Finn will be going crazy right now".

Shane let him leave work early, and that is exactly how Kurt Hummel ended up spending that particular Wednesday afternoon at the hospital. Finn was in the delivery room with his wife, but he would periodically venture outside to fill Kurt in on what was happening - in much too gruesome detail. Kurt remembered how glad he was to be a man. And gay. And apparently Rachel was freaking out because her Dads were supposed to be there, but the baby was a couple of weeks early and they weren't due back from their cruise until the weekend. Blaine couldn't just leave work like Kurt had, but he assured his fiancé that he would get straight in a taxi to the hospital as soon as he left work.

This meant that Kurt was sat in the relatives room, alone, waiting for Blaine to arrive and keep him company. After spending what seemed like hours trying to complete a particularly hard level of Angry Birds, he gave up. And then in walked Blaine, looking ridiculously dapper and gorgeous in his work suit, taking Kurt's breath away.

Blaine gave the countertenor a quick kiss on the lips, before sitting down in the seat next to him. "So, how's the mother-to-be?"

"She's been in there for hours Blaine! Hours! And apparently the baby isn't going to be gracing us with its presence any time soon. My brother is being his usual pretty useless self, and all the future grandparents are MIA. I called Dad like an hour ago, and Carole's flight gets in to JFK in a couple of hours. So she won't be here until at least midnight". Kurt sighed. "To be honest, I don't know how much more of this room I can take! I have been in here allllllll day".

Blaine grabbed the boy's hand. "Come on then, I'm sure Finn won't mind if we head down to the cafeteria for an hour, get us a romantic meal for two".

"Do you think we'll ever have children?" Kurt asked his other half, whilst they tucked into some spaghetti. Ever since Rachel had announced her pregnancy, Kurt's mind had often wandered to the possibility of having kids of his own.

"Yeah, I do", Blaine answered. They hadn't really ever talked about it, well not seriously anyway, but Blaine had kind of always just assumed that there would come a point in their lives when they would be ready.

Kurt gave Blaine a ridiculously cute smile. "I've been thinking about it a lot lately, what with helping Rachel design her nursery and all. I guess I didn't want to bring it up before unless it turned out you didn't want us to have any".

"I love kids! You know that babe. And one day, not far from now, we will have a little son or daughter running around the apartment, getting sticky fingerprints all over our expensive designer furniture, and scribbling all over my work. But neither of us will care, because everything they do will be totally adorable".

Kurt couldn't help but smile. "We are going to have the best dressed toddler that Manhattan has ever seen. Nothing but the best for little baby Hummel-Anderson".

"Baby Hummel-Anderson? What's wrong with Anderson-Hummel, eh?" Blaine joked, feigning offence.

"That's a point. What are we going to call ourselves after we tie the knot?" Kurt asked, with a serious look on his face. They hadn't ever discussed whether they would take each other's names after marriage.

"Well, as much as it pains me to say this, I think Hummel-Anderson has a better ring to it, don't you think?"

"Kurt Hummel-Anderson. I like! And Blaine Hummel-Anderson. I approve". Kurt had spent his entire time at Dalton writing Kurt Hummel-Anderson all over his exercise books. And Blaine totally knew it.

"Mr. and Mr. Hummel-Anderson it is then".

After discussing baby names for almost an hour (Blaine really loved Lily, but couldn't turn down Kurt's request to name their first daughter Elizabeth after his Mom), they remembered that they should probably head back upstairs and see if Rachel was anywhere near ready to pop yet. It was almost 11pm now, and Kurt had received a text from Carole saying that her plane had just landed, and she would be there as soon as she could get in a taxi. She'd insisted that Kurt wasn't to let Rachel have the baby until she arrived, but it was looking like that wasn't going to happen.

Finn rushed out of the delivery room, with the goofiest smile imaginable on his face. "I've got a daughter!" he shouted, with obvious pride in his voice. Kurt and Blaine both rushed over to give him a big hug, and congratulated the new father whole-heartedly.

"Where's Mom?" he asked, disappointed that she wasn't in the relatives' room.

"I'm here". All three boys looked startled as Carole's voice came from the doorway.

Finn's goofy smile returned with a vengeance. "Mom! I've got a daughter! And she's so tiny and cute. You gotta see her. All of you!"

Carole suggested that maybe Rachel wasn't really ready for all of them to go charging in the delivery room right now, but told him to come and fetch them when she said it was okay. Ten minutes later he returned, and motioned for them all to follow him.

As soon as Kurt saw the little girl, he was in love. She was sleeping in her mother's arms, and he just wanted to grab her and take her home with him. Rachel informed them that they had decided on the name Emma, which Kurt thought was suitably gorgeous.

After they had all got to hold the little girl, Rachel was noticeably exhausted, and so they decided to head back home. Blaine had to literally drag his fiancé out of the room, but secretly he could have stayed just looking at little Emma all night too.

"But Blaine, I want to keep her all to myself" he complained.

Blaine couldn't get over how cute Kurt looked holding baby Emma. "I know babe, but I think Finn might actually like to spend some time with her too, what with him being the father and all". Kurt reluctantly handed her over to the new Dad.

"Bye Emma" he waved, looking utterly forlorn.

Blaine squeezed his hand tight, gave him a quick kiss, and then pulled him out of the door. "One day that will be us" he whispered.

"Promise?"

"Promise".

A week had passed since baby Emma Hudson had been introduced to the world, and Kurt was still as smitten as ever. However, that weekend Blaine's father was going to be heading to New York, and therefore Kurt had a lot more on his mind than babysitting. He had barely spent any time with Mr. Anderson before - the few times he had been round to Blaine's house whilst they were at school his father had been working - and so he was pretty nervous to say the least. Blaine assured him that if his father was actually volunteering to spend time with the pair of them, then he really can't have a problem with Kurt.

"What if he doesn't like me?" Kurt worried. "What if he thinks I'm too gay for his son?"

Blaine burst into laughter, which earned him a less than amused expression from the other man. "Babe, how could you possibly be too gay to marry me? I kind of require homosexuality from my future husband!"

"Blainnnnne, you know what I mean! You did go and pick yourself one of the gayest men you could find. Maybe your Dad will think that you should marry someone a bit more... normal?"

Blaine suddenly stopped laughing. "Kurt, don't you ever for a second even begin to think you are anything less than perfect". Somehow managing to stop himself from bursting into song, he continued. "I wouldn't call either of us normal, but that has absolutely nothing to do with our sexuality".

Kurt laughed. "What, because we are two grown men who spend hours of our lives watching Disney films, you mean?"

"And that we are incapable of baking any sort of cake together without ending up covered, from head to toe, in flour", Blaine added.

"Blaine Anderson!" Kurt shouted, with a look of mock-offence. "You are the one that always starts the flour fights! I don't do anything that crazy".

"Oh, I suppose I am the one that has enough designer clothes to wear a different every day for a year, and yet still spends every Saturday shopping with Rachel then?" he jokingly replied.

"Well at least I know how to dress! You would quite happily live in that damn Columbia hoody that you won't bear to part with".

"There's nothing wrong with a bit of college pride babe! And you said I looked cute in it" Blaine answered, sticking his bottom lip out.

"Yeah, well, the novelty kinda wore off after you wore it for the fourth straight day" he laughed. "I had to physically remove it from you and hide it under the bed!"

"See, we are freaks! But that's why I love us. And that's exactly the same reason that my Dad will love you too, once he actually gets to know you. Don't be put off by the fact that he wears a suit - he has his insane moments too. He married my Mother didn't he?" Blaine joked, although Kurt knew he was still incredibly upset about his last meeting with his Mom. He had tried to talk to Blaine about it, but he always changed the subject. And right now they didn't have enough time for Blaine to have a breakdown anyway - his Dad would be here in an hour, and Kurt needed to make both of them look respectable.

"Dad!" Blaine hollered as he opened the door, flinging his arms around his father. "Come in!"

"It's lovely to see you again Mr. Anderson" Kurt stated, managing to hide the fear from his voice.

Harry Anderson held out his hand to the young man, which Kurt accepted. "You too Kurt, although if you are going to be my son-in-law, then you better start calling me Harry".

"Well if you insist, Harry" he replied. Blaine could see that Kurt was still very nervous, and so he grabbed his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

Kurt explained that he had to go into work that afternoon (he had had so much time off recently, what with the new baby and wedding plans, that he needed to do a bit of catching up) and so Blaine and his Dad spent the rest of the day catching up on all they had missed in each other's lives over the past few years. Blaine told him all about their trip to see Charlotte in London, and how he had proposed. Harry expressed his pride in his son's choice of career - Harry was also a lawyer, and he had always wanted Blaine to follow in his footsteps.

When Kurt made it back from the office, he found the two of them on the couch, laughing as they played Xbox. Blaine had offered to teach his Dad the ropes, but as it turned out Harry was now kicking his son's ass on Call of Duty. Kurt couldn't help feeling unbelievably happy for Blaine; he knew how jealous he had secretly been over Kurt's relationship with Burt. He hoped in that moment that Harry Anderson was in this for the long haul. He really didn't know how Blaine could take another rejection from his father.

When Blaine finally managed to drag his eyes away from the screen (Harry had killed him again) he jumped off the couch and gave Kurt a welcome home kiss. "How was work babe? Dinner is so almost ready. I was starting to think you weren't going to be home in time".

Kurt shrugged. "Thanks love. I'm happy that Shane has been so accommodating about giving me time off to help out Rachel and Finn, but now I have mountains of work piling up on my desk that needs doing ASAP. It sucks! I can probably work from home tomorrow if you want though". He gave Blaine a quick peck on the lips. "Dinner actually doesn't smell all that bad" Kurt commented suspiciously. He turned to look at Blaine's father. "Fess up Harry, you cooked it right? Because I'm sure you know that Blaine is incapable of even making toast without burning it".