A/N: Here's a treat, just because I love you so much xoxoxo

Chapter 10 Mercedes's POV

Lena and I are driving to school, radio blasted, and singing loud and obnoxiously. How can you not love this little girl when all you feel is joy around her. With the short distance it takes to get to her school, we finally pull up to the parking lot and walk in the hand in hand. We head to the end of the hall where Kurt told me her classroom was, as I enter the door the first person I see is none other than Blaine Anderson, the love of my best friend's life. To avoid him, I politely squeeze through the other parents dropping off their kids, and make a beeline to Tina with Lena right by my side.

"Hey Cedes. What are you doing here?"

"I had to drop off Lena because Kurt had to work this morning. Keep an eye on this one will you and I will see you after school," I say kind of in a rush in order to avoid him.

"I always do. Hey Lena, sweetheart."

"Hi, Auntie Tina," she greets back before running off to talk to some kids. I hug Tina goodbye before making a mad dash to the door. Once I get one foot out, I hear my name being called...

"Mercedes?" I turn around slowly, pissed that I got caught.

"Hello Blaine."

Blaine's POV

I am completely drained from yesterday's events. After going home and talking through everything with Sam, things are just not making sense to me. Kurt has a kid. A beautiful little girl that is three years old. She can't be adopted because she looks just like Kurt except the skin color and curls. For now I just shrug off today's crazy events and head over to Santana and Brittany's house. Since neither of us cook, we just went to the Spotlight Diner which is not to far from their house. I tried to stay focused throughout dinner and I did good for the most part, but I keep drifting to what encountered that day. Santana and Sam were going back and forth with the insults like usual. They don't hate each other, they just find it funny to play the dozens. After so many years, you would think things like, "Shut you're trap trouty mouth before you swallow us all." Or, "Did you eat a kid today with that guppy mouth," would grow trying, but not so much. I swear they are like birth brother and sister the way they fight and then seconds later laugh like nothing happened. Brittany on the other hand just looks confused, watching them go back and forth. Usually I would take part, but I had a nagging voice in my ear making me question everything about those three and a half months with Kurt. Did he decide to have a baby with someone? Did a relative pass and leave the baby to him? I have no idea, but I did rack my brain trying to figure it out. After dinner, we all go to a movie and chill before it was time to leave our separate ways. I hug my sister and her girlfriend and walk away while Sam does the same thing.

Just then Santana yells my name as I get closer to my car, "Yeah. What's up Tana?"

"You have a little girl in your class, slightly tanned skin, chestnut brown hair, and hazel eyes, just keep an eye on her and make sure she is okay, got it? She's important to me and so his her parent so please and thanks. Gotta go, see you Blainey," she kisses my cheek and runs to Brittany and leave.

What girl? She just described three girls of the same caliber, what the hell? I just shrug it off and start up my car to head home. Safe to say I didn't get much sleep that night. So this morning, I am kind of dragging behind. I don't get to my class early like I wanted to do in order to greet my student, and I arrive just after the herd of about six sets of parents and students getting settled the kids settled in for the day. I walk over to my desk and see Tina talking to a voluptuous African American woman with a small tanned hand clutched in her own. From the back, I think nothing of the woman or the little girl guessing they are just getting settled in like the others. As I see the conversation wrapping up and the little girl run off to talk to the other students, I realize that it is Lena. My heart contracts at the familiar face, and I try my hardest to look at the woman who brought her, maybe I know her, maybe I can find Kurt. I see her make a dash for the door, but before she does, I catch a glimpse of her face, "Mercedes?"

She freezes and turns around slowly and I see her more clearly, my heart is about to burst out of my chest, "Hello Blaine."