Yeah, so, um, I know it's been forever since my last update. I've been so busy it's not even funny.

Anyways, this is a continuation of Ava's first illness, mixed with her first meeting with Uncle Finn. Enjoy. :)

I do not own Glee.


"I got the prescription!"

"Oh thank Gaga!" Kurt looked up from we're he stood in the kitchen, swaying back and forth as he desperately tried to get Ava to drink her milk. Despite his attempts, the little girl was merely screaming and turning her head when he tried to give her the bottle. "The sooner we get her medicine in her, the sooner she can start feeling better."

"Definitely." Blaine made his way into the kitchen, opening the paper bag containing Ava's medicine. "It says to give her half a teaspoon two times a day," he read from the side of the bottle. He pulled out the medicine syringe that came from the pharmacy and got to work, measuring out the correct amount of liquid as Kurt continued his attempts to soothe the crying baby.

"Okay, here we go!"

Carefully, Blaine stepped closer with the syringe of medicine, ready to give it to Ava. "Let's hope she takes this..."

Kurt nodded in agreement as he cradled the baby, a paper towel in hand incase anything went wrong.

Thankfully, it didn't.

Despite the crying, Blaine was able to successfully squeeze the half teaspoon of medicine into Ava's mouth, and surprisingly, she ceased her crying just long enough to swallow it. "That was easy..." he said, sort of laughing as he placed the syringe into the sink. "I was expecting a lot more sputtering and for us to be covered in the medicine or something."

"Me too," Kurt laughed as he propped Ava up on his shoulder. She was still fussing just a bit, but he was hoping that sitting up like this would relieve some of the pressure on her hurting ears. "I guess that means it'll be a piece of cake when it comes to giving her medicine."

"Yeah, and thank goodness," Blaine smiled. He placed the small prescription bottle full of liquid in the refrigerator as instructed before looking to his husband. "Well."

"Well."

The two just looked at each other, not needing to say what they were thinking: it was going to be a long night. Having a baby in the house was hard enough, but now their baby was sick, and it was all new territory for them. They weren't used to this mind of thing, and while it was a bit scary not knowing exactly what to do, they were hoping they wouldn't have to deal with this often. Having a sick little girl was the last thing they wanted.

"Want me to take her?" Blaine held his arms out, eyebrows raised as he focused on the baby in his husband's arms. He thought perhaps he wanted a break.

"Sure." The two did a quick trade-off and then Kurt leaned against the counter with a sigh, watching Ava. "I just hope she sleeps tonight... I mean I know it's likely that she won't because she's sick, but..." he trailed off with a small shrug.

Blaine nodded. "I know," he glanced down at the sleepy girl in his arms. "I'm going to go give her a quick cool bath to help the fever and then see of she'll go to bed, okay?"

"Okay," Kurt nodded as he turned to one of the cabinets to put the container of baby formula away. "I'll be there in just a second to help you." As he continued to put away the few things strewn on the kitchen counters, he heard Blaine walk away, and then after a few minutes, the sound of running water. 'I hope she doesn't cry through the entire bath,' he thought as he remembered earlier when she had screamed through his cool-water bath they'd given her in attempt to lower her fever. Sometimes Ava seemed to enjoy her baths, and sometimes she seemed to hate them and screamed the entire time her fathers tried to wash her. So far so good, though, because he hadn't yet heard any crying coming from the bathroom.

Once everything was all cleaned up, Kurt turned off the kitchen light and started for the hallway so he could make sure Blaine didn't need any help; however, a knock at the door stopped him. "Huh…" He turned and headed to the entryway, knowing that they weren't expecting anyone today. Oh well. He opened the door, about to tell whatever solicitor or whomever it may be to go away, but the words died in his throat when he caught sight of the person standing there.

"Finn!"

"Hey, man!" The taller man quickly stepped into the apartment, a duffel bag slung over his arm. "What, no need to look so surprised to see me."

"But I am surprised!" Kurt exclaimed and shut the door. He then turned to face his step-brother, eyebrows raised. This was definitely unexpected. "I mean, well, what're you doing here? I wasn't expecting you or anything-"

"Wait, you didn't get my text?"

"Text?"

"Then I would take that as a no…" Shrugging, Finn tossed his bag to the floor so he could take off the jacket he was wearing. "You know how I told you a while back that I'd be here to visit soon and all that and I'd let you know, right?"

"Right."

"I sort of forgot to let you know until this morning. I texted to tell you I'd be arriving today."

"Really?" Kurt blinked in surprise. Had Finn seriously texted him? He didn't remember getting a text, but then again, today had been a bit hectic with Ava being sick. "I guess I didn't see it…" he felt his pockets for his phone and frowned when it wasn't there, but he guessed it was probably lying in some random place around the house. "Oh well."

"Yeah," Finn shrugged slightly and rocked back on his heels, still just looking at Kurt. "It's, uh, it's good to see you, though… Is it okay for me to be here?"

"Of course!" Kurt responded immediately and moved in closer, his arms open for a hug. He quickly attached himself to Finn, realizing he hadn't really greeted him yet, and let out a small laugh. "Of course it's fine. I was just surprised, that's all. And it's really good to see you too… it's been a while!"

A laugh escaped Finn as he hugged Kurt back and he nodded in agreement. "Since Christmas."

When the two pulled away, they were still smiling, but the sound of a cry quickly caught their attention.

"Oh, Blaine's probably done giving her a bath now," Kurt said and turned around to head towards the nursery. Finn followed, so the countertenor went on to explain, "Ava has an ear infection and isn't really feeling well, so things have been a bit crazy today…"

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"That sucks. I still can't wait to see her, though. You guys have sent me so many pictures but I'm just excited to really see her in person, you know?"

It took a moment, but Kurt's frazzled and sleep-deprived brain suddenly realized that his step-brother hadn't yet seen his niece. He'd been unable to be present at the time of her birth, and since Kurt and Blaine hadn't been to Lima since Ava was born, Finn hadn't gotten a chance to see her yet. It was probably a big deal for him, Kurt realized. This was his first niece, after all. "Well.. I'm sure she's going to love you. Just don't take it personally if she cries when you hold her; she's been doing that a lot today since she's not feeling well," he told him and glanced over his shoulder with a smile. He then turned and headed into the nursery, where he found his husband fawning over a squirmy Ava at the changing table.

The curly haired man was rubbing baby lotion into her skin while simultaneously cooing to soothe her fussing. "Calm down, pretty girl. Daddy's just gotta finish getting you all lotioned up and then you can get dressed and we'll snuggle. I promise, I'm almost done. Yes ma'am, no need to cry, shhh…"

The sight made Kurt's chest feel tight. Witnessing these little moments of Blaine being so caring and loving towards their daughter always made him get a little emotional, even though he'd been seeing it ever since they'd brought Ava home. It never ceased to give him this extremely happy feeling.

"Blaine," he finally said, breaking the moment. The man looked up at the sound of his name, smiling and looking a bit surprised when he saw the other two in the room. "Hey! Finn! I didn't know you were coming for a visit."

Kurt smiled. "Neither did I, until about five minutes ago."

Finn let out a small laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, sorry about that…"

"Really, it's okay," Kurt shrugged and walked over to the dresser. He opened the second drawer down and pulled out a pair of footed pajamas for the baby before taking a place beside the changing table. "I can finish her up," he offered.

"Okay," Blaine shrugged. He took a step back and then turned to look at Finn again, a smile returning to his face. "Good to see you!" He went in for a hug, squeezing the other man tightly.

"You too, dude. Long time no see," Finn pulled back after a moment, smiling as well, before he glanced to the changing table. "Thought I'd stop in to see you all and finally meet the baby… Kurt mentioned that she was sick."

"Yeah, poor thing," Blaine's smile faded at the mention of Ava being ill. He still hated the thought of it- he just wanted his angel to feel better. "We got her medicine, though, so hopefully that'll start working and she'll be healthy again in no time."

Kurt, who had just finished snapping all of the buttons on Ava's outfit, nodded in agreement. "But until then, we just have to deal with a cranky little one," he sighed and scooped said child into his arms. She was still squirming just slightly, but was thankfully not crying.

Almost immediately, Finn's attention snapped to the baby. "Holy Grilled Cheesus, look at her," he laughed and moved a bit closer. "I've seen tons of pictures, but nothing compares to seeing in person… she's beautiful!"

Blushing, Kurt looked up and smiled at the expression on his brother's face, loving the look of adoration he had as he gazed at the baby. It was clear that Finn was truly excited about this. "Would you like to hold her?"

"Uh…" For a moment he hesitated, but Finn finally (and slowly) held out his arms. "Sure. I don't really have much experience with the whole baby-holding thing, but…" he trailed off when Kurt suddenly placed the baby into his grasp. She looked up at her uncle with her big, blue eyes before her face puckered up and she let out a loud wail.

"Oh, um," Finn looked between the other two, "Help?"

Blaine scooped Ava up and cradled her close, a small chuckle escaping as he took in Finn's startled expression. "She's tired and cranky right now. Don't take it personally."

"Exactly what I told him a minute ago," Kurt piped up with a small shrug. He then retrieved the pacifier and blanket from the crib to hand to Blaine. "Are you going to rock her?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Finn and I will be out in the living room."

"Mkay."

Finn started to follow Kurt out of the room, but glanced back in curiosity to watch Blaine settle himself in the rocking chair, Ava in his arms. He began to rock slowly as he held her, also singing a very soft lullaby. Feeling as if he was intruding, the former football player backed out of the nursery and then headed down the hallway to find his brother, wondering if they had anything to eat in the house.

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Thankfully, Blaine didn't have trouble getting Ava to sleep. After about twenty minutes he was able to place her in the crib and she stayed snoozing, pacifier in her mouth and blanket fisted in her hand. Hopefully she would stay like this for most of the night…
But that probably wouldn't happen. Not only was she a baby, but she was a sick baby, and he was predicting that she would be awake a lot in the night. Oh well.

A yawn escaped his lips as he left the nursery and headed to the living room, but he quickly smiled when he heard Finn and Kurt. It seemed that the two were talking about the baby.

"She's such a blessing… I can't imagine life without her now. She's just… she's perfect," Kurt was saying.

"Aww. And she's definitely a cute baby. You know how some babies are really ugly when they're born?" Finn said, eyebrows raised, "Well, she's not an ugly baby, thank goodness." Both men laughed then and Blaine stepped out from the hallway, still smiling.

"She's asleep."

"No problems?"

"Nope. Went right out. I guess she was tired," he said and plopped down on the couch beside his husband. "Although I don't see her staying asleep for long, or better yet, knowing our luck, she'll wake up as soon as we go to bed.

"Most likely," Kurt agreed with a nod. He hated the fact that Blaine was probably right, but he knew it was just part of parenting. Having kids meant less sleep.

It was clear that Finn was curious about this. "Does she usually wake up a lot in the night?"

"No."

"Yes."

The fathers answered at the same time and then laughed, shaking their heads at the other's response.

"I guess it just depends, really," Blaine finally said with a shrug. "Some night she only wakes up once for a short period of time, and then others she's up several times."

"Oh, okay," Finn nodded. "But you think she'll be awake more now because she's sick?"

"Yeah."

"That sucks."

"Mhmm.."

The conversation changed then, and the three began discussing other things, such as Burt and Carole, work, school, Rachel, Ohio, New York… the topics went everywhere, and before they knew it, it was getting pretty late.

With a glance towards the clock, Blaine let out a surprised squeak. "Oh, man, we should probably get to bed," he said with a glance to his husband. The other two men looked to the clock as well, both also shocked by the time. "Guess we've been busy talking, huh?" he chuckled.

"Apparently," Kurt nodded as he stood up from his spot on the couch. He stretched and allowed his back to pop before looking to Finn. "I hope you don't mind sleeping on the couch. Our guest room got turned into the nursery, so…"

"Oh, no, it's fine," Finn shrugged and patted the cushion beside him. "Feels pretty comfortable, so I don't mind it."

"Okay."

They went on then, all getting ready for bed and getting blankets for Finn to use on the couch. He made himself a comfortable looking spot, with several pillows and a fluffy blanket, and Kurt smiled as he watched him plop back on it.

"Night."

"Night, bro. Sleep tight and all that."

Kurt let out a small chuckle, shaking his head as he headed back towards the bedroom. Blaine was already changed into his pajamas and in the bed, clearly ready to get some sleep, and he quickly followed suit to join him.

The curly haired man smiled sleepily when he curled into his side. "Mmm.. Let's get some rest before Ava wakes up, yeah?"

"Yeah…" Kurt said in agreement as he snuggled in. It took no time for the both of them to doze off, but it was short lived when the sound of a cry over the baby monitor startled both of them awake. Blaine immediately sat up to take care of it; however, Kurt stopped him by laying a gentle hand on his arm. "I got it this time," he smiled softly, "You put her to bed, so I'll get up with her first."

"Mmf… mkay." Blaine didn't need to be told twice. He was curling back into the blankets the instant he could.

Sighing softly, Kurt headed to the nursery, ready to settle his little girl.

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The first two times Ava woke up, it didn't take long for her to go back to sleep. A simple rocking settled her and she was able to be put back in the crib.

However, after that, it was not nearly as easy to soothe the infant. At about one in the morning she needed to be fed; at one thirty she was finished with her bottle but still awake; by two thirty she was asleep, but woke up the instant Blaine walked out of the nursery. It took him about half an hour to settle her again, and by the time he went back to his bedroom, he felt absolutely exhausted.

"Having a sick kid sucks," he mumbled as he curled up beside Kurt, who merely grunted in response. It was clear that the both of them were hoping for their little girl to stay asleep for the rest of the night.

She didn't.

At about a quarter til four, Kurt awoke to the sounds of Ava whimpering over the baby monitor. He let out a small groan and sat up, since it was his turn to check on her, but paused when he heard something.

"Shhh… it's okay. You're okay. No need to cry now; I've got you."

'Wait…' Kurt's sleep-muddled brain took a few moment to catch up. 'Is that Finn?' He leaned closer to the baby monitor and listened intently, discovering that, yes, that was his brother in the nursery, apparently trying to calm the baby. This immediately spiked his curiosity and he quietly got out of bed, practically tip-toeing to his daughter's room.

Carefully, he peeked inside.

Finn was sitting in the rocking chair with Ava, softly cooing to her and patting her back in attempt to get her back to sleep. The little girl was fairly quiet, save for the occasional whimper, and the sight definitely surprised Kurt. It wasn't like Ava was used to anyone besides her fathers and he was shocked that she wasn't crying for one of them, especially since it was the middle of the night.

Not to mention, it was really, really cute.

"Hey…" he whispered and stepped into the nursery.

Finn glanced up in surprise before smiling when he saw Kurt. "Hey," he whispered back. "She's almost asleep now."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I heard her crying and thought I could help. I know you and Blaine have been up a lot tonight, so…" he shrugged his shoulders.

Kurt smiled. "Well, thank you. I appreciate it, and… well, it looks like she likes you."

"You think so?"

"Mhm."

"Well, good," Finn smiled widely as he looked over at Kurt. He then glanced down at Ava, still smiling as he whispered, "I like her, too."


Aww, isn't that precious? :)

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