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Enough of my rambling now. Here's Chapter 9.

I do not own Glee or Klaine.


"You've ruined our Thanksgiving!"

"I'm sorry!"

"Normal boys don't run around claiming they're gay, get married to first boy they meet and supposedly "fall in love with" in high school, the wind up like…like…this!"

"I am normal, there's nothing wrong with me!"

"I just can't believe your stupidity, Blaine. I just can't"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Blaine suddenly jolted awake in the bed, gasping for air as he quickly looked around the room in panic. 'You're at the Hummel's. In Kurt's room. You're okay.' He told himself as he relaxed back onto the pillows, knowing now that he wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep any time soon (especially since Kurt wasn't in here yet to cuddle). Every time he closed his eyes he would see his father standing there, yelling at him and telling him how stupid he was. And Blaine just couldn't take that. He just couldn't.

"It's okay, baby. I'm sorry." He whispered and rubbed his stomach, sighing as he shifted to stare at the wall. He knew that this stress from being upset probably wasn't good for the baby, and he was really trying his best to keep himself calm, but it was hard. It was so hard to keep from getting upset when he remembered the way his grandparents has stormed out, how shocked his mother looked and how she refused to acknowledge his announcement, and of course his father's cutting words that hurt him more than anything. All he wanted was acceptance, and go figure that he couldn't get it.

"We don't need them anyways. Right, baby? You've got me and Daddy Kurt, and Daddy Kurt's family who love you so much already. You have the best family without needing the Andersons around. Yeah." He attempted to smile just slightly and gave a gentle pat to his bump, though after a moment he could feel tears welling in his eyes again. Damn it. 'It's just not fair that my baby can't have grandparents on both sides of the family! I can tell myself that we'll he okay... but it's just not right. It's not fair!'

"I'm sorry." Blaine gently rubbed his stomach again as he tried his best to stop the crying. "I'm s-sorry, baby. I'm sorry. I need to be happy for you. I have to be happy. I'm trying, baby, Daddy's trying." He hiccuped and turned his face into the pillow, trying to take steadying breaths to calm himself down.

And that's when he felt it.

A flutter. A small, barely-there flutter in his stomach.

"Oh!" Immediately, he dropped a hand back to his abdomen and waited, gasping when he felt it again. The baby! The baby was moving! "Oh my god." At his last appointment the doctor had said that he could start feeling the baby's movements anytime now, and Blaine had been patiently waiting to feel his child. Now, at 20 weeks pregnant, he finally could! Oh, his husband was going to be so excited about this too!

"KURT!"

Upstairs, Kurt, Carole, and Burt were all still in the kitchen discussing the events that were to take place the next day. Carole had just finished saying that she planned to take Blaine to the Baby's R Us in town and let him buy whatever he wanted until his heart was content when Kurt thought he heard something.

"Wait." He held up a hand and listened for just a moment, but when he didn't hear anything and decided he must have imagined it. Oh well. "Sorry. Anyways. I think Blaine will love shopping for baby things. We don't have a whole lot yet... we were going to wait until we find out the gender, but it won't hurt to go ahead and get some stuff. Maybe gender neutral things that can go for either-"

"KURT!" He froze at the sound of his name as the feeling of panic washed over him. He knew that he had heard something! "Ohmigod, that's Blaine!" He quickly took off towards his room, nearly falling down the stairs on his way, and burst through the door with Burt and Carole on his heels. What he saw nearly gave him a heart attack: Blaine laying on the bed, clutching his stomach with tears in his eyes. "Blaine! What is it? What's wrong? Is the baby-?"

"Kurt, Kurt, it's okay." Blaine reached out and gently grasped his husband's hand, smiling up at him through his tears. "The baby moved, Kurt. I felt it move."

For a moment Kurt just stared at the other man, trying to calm his heart that felt like it was going to beat out of his chest from his mini panic attack just a moment ago. "Baby... moved?" He said slowly, letting the words sink in as he sat down on the bed. "You felt it? You felt the baby?"

"Yeah, I did! It was like a light fluttering feeling, here." Blaine gently took Kurt's hand and pressed it to his belly where he had felt the movement. "I'm not sure if you'll be able to feel it yet. It might be a few more weeks before you can, but... our baby is wiggling around in there! Our baby is moving." He said with a laugh, smiling through the happy tears that were spilling onto his cheeks.

Carefully, Kurt leaned in to kiss Blaine's tears away, though he too could feel them welling in his eyes. "That's amazing, Blaine. That's so amazing. I just... oh, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love. you." He whispered, placing soft kisses across Blaine's cheek with each 'I love you.' "You're so amazing, you know that?"

Carole, who was still standing in the doorway, turned to Burt with a smile. "Why don't we give them some privacy?" She suggested quietly. She then turned and headed out of the room with her husband, leaving the two boys alone to enjoy this special and meaningful moment in their lives.

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The next morning in the house was a busy one for everybody. Finn was up early so he could get to work in the shop, Blaine and Carole were up getting ready for their baby shopping spree, and Burt and Kurt were up discussing their visit to the Anderson household. Neither one had told Blaine of their plans to go speak to his father, and they didn't plan to just yet. After all, Blaine didn't need to worry and stress about that today when he was supposed to be having fun and shopping for baby things.

"Kurt! Carole and I are about to leave!" Blaine called from the entryway where he was putting on his jacket since it was a little chilly out and he didn't need to be cold, especially with the baby.

Smiling, Kurt walked into the room and hurried to his husband, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips. "Have fun shopping, sweetie. But don't go too crazy." He chuckled quietly before giving Blaine another kiss. "Love you."

Blaine rolled his eyes, laughing softly when Kurt told him not to go crazy. "Honey, I'm not the crazy one when it comes to shopping... so you don't have to worry." He laughed at the mock-hurt look he received from his husband and he leaned in to kiss Kurt's frown away. "Love you too. Have fun with your dad today. See you later!" With that, Blaine happily walked out the door with Carole, clearly excited about his little shopping spree.

Once in the car, Carole glanced over to see Blaine rubbing at his stomach and smiled just slightly as memories of her pregnancy with Finn flooded her mind. Ah, how amazing that had been. "Is the baby moving again?"

"Yeah." Blaine looked at her with a bright smile before glancing down at his bump again. "It's like baby is moving around in there, just chillin' out. Not really kicking yet, just wiggling some. Oh! And last night baby kept moving whenever Kurt was talking. He would put his face right up to my stomach and speak, and the baby would move. It was the coolest thing! Of course he can't quite feel it yet, but I'm guessing that he'll be able to in a few weeks."

Carole chuckled, reaching over to gently pat Blaine's stomach. "I'm happy for you, sweetie. I remember what it felt like when I was pregnant with Finn and he started moving; it was absolutely amazing. Now... we're here!" She said cheerfully.

Blaine looked up in surprise and smiled when he realized that, yep, they were already at the store. "Then let's go!" As soon as Carole parked the car, he was out and heading towards the door, practically skipping with excitement because he was finally getting some stuff for the baby. He had only purchased a few items so far and he was dying to get some more.

"Carole, look!" Upon entry to the store he immediately headed to the clothing section and picked up an adorable footie outfit adorned with little frogs. Across the front it said 'Daddy's little froggie.' "Isn't this cute? It could go for either a boy or a girl too."

"Then get it, honey. Get whatever you want, okay? Consider this mine and Burt's congratulations present to you." Carole smiled as she picked up a cute red and white outfit with small bows on it.

"Oh, look at this! And this! Oh, this is the cutest..." Blaine quickly made his way down the aisles, collecting more and more outfits and pjs as he went. By the time Carole caught up with him he already had about fifteen to twenty outfits in hand and was still picking more off the rack, mumbling something about how he had to get stylish things that Kurt would approve of.

"Hey, look!" He picked up a small blue jacket with red piping and grinned. "Our baby would look like a mini-Warbler in this!"

Carole laughed, glad that Blaine was in a much better mood than last night. "That it would, sweetie, that it would."

Meanwhile...

"You okay, kiddo? You're looking kind of nervous over there."

Kurt looked over at his dad and managed a smile, nodding just slightly as they pulled into the driveway of the Anderson household. "I'm okay. Like you said, just nervous. I know Blaine's dad has kind of a temper, so... I'm hoping that this goes okay."

Burt reached over to gently pat Kurt's knee. "Don't worry. I'll be able to handle it, okay? Plus I know that you'll speak your mind if he says something that you don't like." Smiling slightly, he killed the ignition on the truck and got out, waiting for Kurt to join him on the walk up to the front door. He knocked loudly, letting out a breath as the door began to open.

Jack Anderson stood there with a cup of coffee in hand, scowling just slightly as he looked Burt over. "Can I help you?" His gaze then fell on Kurt and he scowled even more, clearly not happy that he was here. "What do you want, you little fa-"

"Don't. Even." Burt held up a hand as he directed a glare in Jack's direction. "Kurt and I are just here to talk. About Blaine."

"I have nothing to say about that boy. He is nothing but a screw up that I-"

"NO. You will not talk about my son like that."

"Your son? What do you mean, your son? Blaine is not-"

"Mr. Anderson, after what happened last night I think it's appropriate to say that you are not a father to Blaine. He came here looking for your support with the hope that his baby would have a loving family to grow up with, but instead of accepting him, you called him stupid, a freak, and blamed him for ruining your dinner just because you and your parents are too narrow-minded to accept the amazing man that Blaine has grown into. A real father would never do such a thing to his son." Burt finished with a firm nod, giving Jack an expectant look as he waited for him to respond. When he didn't, Burt opened his mouth to speak again. "Mr. Anderson... Jack. I came here today to tell you to grow up. You might not like what I'm telling you, but what you said last night really killed Blaine. He came home sobbing, you know. Sobbing and distraught because his parents don't love him. And I am suggesting that you get your crap together because I will not let you continue to treat Blaine that way. He doesn't deserve it and neither does his baby."

It was then that Jack opened his mouth. "Look, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but I will not be spoken to like this. You have no respect for-"

Now it was Kurt's turn to speak. How dare this moron start on about respect when he couldn't even show it himself? "You wait just one moment, Mr. Anderson. You will. not. lecture my father about respect when you yourself don't have any for the people around you. You don't show it to anyone else, you know that? And after last night the last tiny bit of respect I had for you flew out the window. And that's pretty sad, too, because you're my father-in-law." Kurt paused when he saw the man flinch at the word, but he didn't let it phase him. "But Mr. Anderson, I just hope you realize that you can earn that respect back. You can earn your son back, too. Blaine needs you right now and I'm asking you to fix this mess you've made. It kills me to see the man that I love distraught because of his own father. So please, just think about it. Think about for Blaine and our baby."
With that, Kurt promptly turned and marched back to the car, Burt trailing after him a moment later.

Once they were inside the car Kurt let out a long breath, seeing that Jack was still staring at them from the doorway. "I hope he listened. I think that he can repair his relationship with Blaine, you know. I want him to, too. Blaine really needs that."

"I guess we'll just have to see." Burt put the car into gear and drove off. "And if not, that's fine. Blaine's got us. Me, you, Carole, and Finn."

Smiling softly, Kurt glanced over at his father, thinking how he truly was lucky to have such an accepting family that loved both him and Blaine. For that he would always be immensely grateful. "I know, Dad. He'll always have us. Always."

"Yep. Though I do hope he isn't spending too much at Baby's R Us... I gave Carole my credit card and told her to let him charge it... That was probably a mistake, huh?"

"Yeah, Dad." Kurt couldn't control the giggles that escaped. Blaine might not be the crazy shopper when it came to the two of them, but he had a feeling that he was going to buy a LOT for the baby today. "Probably so."

"Well... Crap."


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