A/N: Sorry it's been a while. I hope to be able to get one up every weekend now. I lied again, this does not have first days of school for Elle and Kurt as promised, but it didn't seem to fit at the end of this chapter. As always I hope you enjoy and thank you for reading! Reviews are constantly and vehemently appreciated!

Ch 9

"Are you planning on getting up at all today?" Kurt asked, as he pushed Blaine's curls off of his forehead.

Blaine mumbled and rolled over. He grabbed the baby monitor off of the bed side table and waved it in the air. "Not until she does" he groaned, his voice thick with sleep.

"Your mother is coming today." Kurt sang in his ear.

Blaine moaned intelligibly and rolled over before sitting up. As if on cue Elle started making noises, coming through the monitor. Blaine made to walk across the hall when Kurt stopped him.

"She's not crying yet. She's perfectly fine. Go brush your teeth at least." He said, ordering Blaine toward the bathroom.

When Blaine came out of the bathroom now clad in a pair of sweatpants, Kurt was already dressed in lilac scrubs.

"Mmm, I love you in your scrubs," Blaine hummed throatily, as he strode toward Kurt. He fisted both sides of Kurt's shirt in his hands and pulled him in for a searing kiss.

"Blaine, the baby."

"You said it yourself, she's fine for now." Blaine said against Kurt's lips

"Work." Kurt barely got out, as Blaine's lips moved down his neck.

Blaine looked at the clock over Kurt's shoulder. "You have some time." He said, before tugging the sleeve of Kurt's shirt out of the way so he could kiss his collarbone and shoulder. Kurt finally resigned himself and sunk into Blaine as he pulled him even closer by his shirt, wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist and up his bare back to his shoulders. Blaine's hands were under Kurt's shirt about to push it up and off when Elle finally lost interest in keeping herself content and began to cry.

Blaine let out a deep breath and placed his forehead against Kurt's. He didn't remove his hands from under Kurt's shirt until Kurt took a step backwards.

"I'll get her. You get dressed and calm down." He placed a kiss on Blaine's cheek before backing towards the door. "Just try to be down by 8:30, I have to be in slightly early today."

Blaine nodded slowly before coming to his senses; he grabbed Kurt by the elbow and pulled him around and into his arms. He kissed him passionately once more before whispering "I love you" into his ear.

"I love you too." Kurt said back quietly, against his boyfriend's lips.

"See you down stairs." Blaine said, not letting go.

Kurt gave Blaine one last short kiss on the lips before removing himself from his arms and walking across the hall to Elle. Blaine chuckled as he heard Kurt though the monitor before turning it off.

"You ruined something good between your Papa and I just there little one." He scolded jokingly. Blaine heard the rustle of fabric and then the click signaling that the monitor was off. He picked up the speaker from the side of the bed and turned it off as well, before turning around and striding towards the bathroom, turning the shower water on cold.

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Blaine was seated on the kitchen floor across from Elle, who was standing up at a kitchen chair, banging blocks on its surface. He would build something and then Elle would promptly knock it down with her tiny fist or by hurling another block at it. Another round of blocks has just landed on the floor when the doorbell rang. Blaine quickly dumped a pile of blocks onto the chair for Elle before he ran through the living room to the door.

"Hi Mom!" He exclaimed, wrapping her in a hug. "Bailey! I didn't know you were coming!" He yelled in shock. He let go of his mother, latching onto his sister, and his niece. "Hi there Bry" he said, kissing her cheek.

"How are you darling?" Clare asked.

"I'm good, how are you? Did you find the house alright?"

"Piece of cake" Bailey said, taking in the room. "How's Kurt?"

"He's good. At work right now, he'll be home a little after five."

Clare Anderson walked between the couch and the wall towards the kitchen, running her fingers along the long table full of pictures placed against the wall under the stairs.

"It's clean, Mom. I just dusted yesterday." Blaine said, frustration at the edge of his voice.

"Are you sure you want to be doing this?" Clare said in exasperation.

"What? Dusting? Yeah, I guess so. We don't want the house to get dirty." Blaine said confusion etched across his features.

"No I mean this!" She said, gesturing around the house. A loud banging came from the kitchen signaling that the only block left on the chair was the one Elle held in her hand.

"She means living with Kurt and raising Elle." Bailey clarified. "Do you know what you'd be doing right now if you were still at home?"

"I'd probably be at Kurt's." He said dumbly.

"No," His mother interrupted. "We mean if you weren't with Kurt. If you were in a normal relationship you'd be up at the lake with Wes and David using your new jet ski."

"What do you mean by normal mom? Straight?" Blaine said angrily.

"No, I mean with someone who didn't get a girl pregnant at 16 and is raising their own child." She countered. "You know how we feel about this Blaine." She said sternly.

"Yeah, well apparently neither of you is convinced about how I feel about this. I love Kurt. I love Elle. I wouldn't choose a normal over this." He gestured around the house just as his mother had. "Now I love you both, but I will not allow you to come into my house and criticize the man I love and the way I'm choosing to live under my own roof. If that's what you came here to do, I'm sorry you failed, get back to Westerville."

"I'm sorry darling." Clare said softly. "We just don't really think that you're thinking clearly. But if this is the choice that you've made we'll just have to accept it. Right Bailey?"

His sister nodded. "Sorry, B, I just want to see you as happy as can be."

"I am happy Bail" he said. She nodded again in understanding.

Another loud banging came from the kitchen and the three Anderson's looked in to see that Brylee had joined Elle at her chair and was banging her own block against its wooden surface. They all laughed breaking the tension.

"So what did you have planned for us today?" Clare asked with enthusiasm.

"I thought we'd go out to lunch." He looked at his watch and saw that it was only ten. "Then go to the farmers market and find something to make for dinner, like we used to after…"

He trailed off. He and his mother had always cooked together when they were upset after Blake had passed away. It was their form of comforting each other.

"That sound lovely darling. I thought we'd do some shopping? If she's going to be my granddaughter, I'm going to treat her like an Anderson."

"Sure mom" Blaine said with a smile.

"You'll love it," Bailey said. "So will Kurt. Mom buys the cutest outfits." She explained.

"Just let me go get her dressed." Blaine said, eyeing Elle's shirt that had apple sauce down the front from breakfast. "You can take Bry out on the swing set if you want." He said, jerking his head toward the back yard as he bent down for Elle. He saw a small white haired lady walking across the patio.

"Knock knock" rang out a cheery voice, as the sliding glass door opened.

"Good morning Mrs. Miller" Blaine said happily.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear! I didn't realize you had company. I didn't even look in the driveway before I popped over."

"It's okay Mrs. Miller. This is my mother, Clare Anderson." Clare reached over and offered her hand to the old lady. "And my sister, Bailey, and her daughter, Brylee." Sarah shook Baileys hand as well, before setting the baked good she was carrying on the table and bending down across the chair from Brylee.

"Hi there Brylee," she cooed. "What a lovely name." She stood up again. "However did you come up with it?" She asked looking toward Bailey.

"It's actually funny. Before we found out that she was a girl, my husband was set on Bryer if it was a boy, we didn't really have a girl name picked out. When we found out she was a girl we just changed it to Brylee, and it's reminiscent of Bailey so it works."

"Well, she's just darling." She said with an air of finality. She turned back towards Blaine, and picked the zip lock bag back up off of the table. "I tried a new recipe for zucchini bread this morning, and I didn't realize it would make two loaves. Eddy and I will never be able to eat both of them."

"Thank you, Mrs. Miller." Blaine said, although he didn't believe her story. Monday she had made too many cookies, and on Tuesday it had been muffins. "I'm going to get fat if you keep sneaking these treats over here while Kurt's at work."

"Well you have to share dear! That boy needs some meat on his bones!" She laughed. "Well," she said suddenly clapping her hands together. "I should be going. I'll let you spend time with your family. Bye bye, little Elle." She cooed toward the baby. "It was lovely to meet you both." She said, backing to the door. "Have a wonderful day. See you tomorrow Blaine." And she was gone.

"Well. She certainly is a vibrant woman." Clare said shocked.

"Yup, vibrant's the word." Blaine confirmed. She's been really great since they day we moved in. Can you believe she's seventy-six?"

"Seriously?" Bailey asked. "I hope I'm like that when I'm that old."

Mrs. Anderson nodded her consent.

"Well, you guys can have some bread if you want while I change her and then we can head out. If it's from Mrs. Miller, it's sure to be delicious."

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All three Anderson's were bustling around the kitchen when Kurt came through the front door.

"Dada dada" Elle called from her place in the play pen with Brylee, wearing matching outfits.

"Hi princess!" he said scooping her up. He picked Brylee up in his other arm and made his way into the kitchen.

"Hi Bailey! I wasn't expecting to see you here today." He said, surprised.

"I just couldn't stay away." She said, kissing his cheek, and taking her daughter from him.

"Hello Mrs. Anderson." He said toward Clare.

"Hi there Kurt," she said, shocking him by giving him a warm hug.

"Something smells good." He commented.

"Eggplant parmesan!" Blaine exclaimed, kissing him on the cheek. He thrust a spoon full of sauce at Kurt's mouth.

"Delicious, honey. Let me just change and I'll be right back down to help." He walked back through the living room and up the stairs carting Elle with him as he went. "And how was your day sweetheart?" Blaine heard him ask as he exited.

Dinner was an amicable affair with everyone chatting, and Kurt regaling the Anderson's with tales of work and the eccentric patients.

"Mrs. Clarkson is convinced that I am going to marry her granddaughter. The head nurse on duty told me today that her granddaughter is 30 and has her own children."

Everyone laughed and the babies let out small shrieks of laughter to mimic the adults. It was almost just like a normal family dinner until Mrs. Anderson stood up to leave before desert.

"Well it's getting late, we better get going." Kurt glanced at the clock on the microwave. It was 6:30. Translation, if we stay any later Mr. Anderson will get suspicious of where I was.

"Yeah, okay." Blaine said gently, looking at Kurt with sad eyes. "I'll walk you out."

He pushed his chair back from the table and stood. He wiped Brylee's face and hands with a napkin before picking her up out of her high chair.

"Bye bye sweetheart." Kurt said, tickling her belly with a finger.

"See ya Kurtie Pie," Bailey whispered into Kurt's ear as she wrapped him in a hug.

"Bye Kurt," Mrs. Anderson said standing, extending her hand for him to shake.

"Goodbye Mrs. Anderson" Kurt said politely, before the Andersons disappeared into the living room.

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"Love ya, Bee Bee" Blaine said with a smile on his face, referring to both mother and daughter.

"Love you too Bee." Bailey said back with an equally wide smile. "We'll get out again soon." She assured him.

"Bye Mom" Blaine said, hugging her. "It was really good to see you."

"You too, darling." Clare placed a hand on her son's cheek. "Do think about what I said earlier darling." She said glancing into the kitchen where Kurt was wiping Elle's face.

"No, Mom" he said quietly, shaking his face into her hand. "I won't." He said more definitively. "Goodbye."

When he entered the kitchen again it was to find Kurt at the sink washing dishes. He dropped a kiss on the top of Elle's head as he strode towards his boyfriend. He wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist from behind and kissed the back of his neck before dropping his head slightly to let his forehead rest against it.

"You know I love you, right babe?" He whispered into Kurt's neck.

"Yeah." He whispered back, not stopping the tear that ran down his cheek.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"I know."

"You know as much as I like you in scrubs, I love you in my clothes" Blaine said his voice getting slightly deeper tugging at the cream colored Henley Kurt was wearing under his vest.

Kurt snorted a small giggle. "Not exactly the best day at work. It's comfy." He said defensively.

"I'm really not complaining." Blaine said, kissing Kurt's neck again. "How about we get the baby in the tub and bed and then we relax and you can tell me all about it." He said, peppering Kurt's neck with kisses, and tugging slightly at the neck of the shirt so he could kiss his shoulder.

Kurt finally turned around in Blaine's arms and kissed him before looking up at him.

"Oh babe." Blaine sighed. He lifted his thumbs to Kurt's cheeks to wipe away his tears. He held Kurt against him tightly.

"I mean, I know I don't know what she said earlier but Blaine, I know what she said earlier." Kurt said through slowly falling tears.

"You're my family now. You and Elle. I love you both. Never forget that."

Kurt nodded into Blaine's chest.

"Do you really believe me Kurt?"

Kurt nodded again. Blaine pulled Kurt's head off of his chest and up to look at him. "I love you Kurt. I love you and I love Elle. I am not going anywhere. I know I've never told you this before but I fully intend on marrying you and adopting Elle."

Fresh tears filled Kurt's eyes. "Really?" He asked, an uncertain smile spreading across his face.

"Really. You don't have anything to worry about."

"I love you, Blaine."

"I love you too, Kurt"

Elle babbled from her seat, no longer content with playing with the towel Kurt had used to wipe her face.

"Papa loves you too, Elle" Blaine said.

"Do does Daddy." Kurt echoed.

Blaine switched on the radio sitting on the counter before lifting Elle out of her seat. He walked over to Kurt and wrapped an arm around him, holding Elle between them and all three began to twirl around the kitchen, dancing just because they could.

A/N: So I super promise now, because I gave you a short chapter, that Blaine and Elle will have their first days of school in the (nick and long) next chapter! Thanks again for reading, please review!