OK, it's official: Cereal and a proposal is officially postponed for now.

I came up with this idea a little while ago, and have been DYING to write it. Diddle10, I'll write yours next, scout's honor. Wait, I'm not a scout…uh…Author's honor! OMG I love that! LOL.

Anyway, this is a story about the birth of Kurt and Blaine's first child.

Name

"Misters Hummel-Anderson?"

Blaine and I looked up into the kind brown eyes of the young doctor. Her face broke into a smile.

"Would you like to hold your daughter?"

Silence. Only vigorous nodding and our hands intertwined as we stood, goofy smiles on our faces as we followed the doctor down the hallway, shooting glances at each other the entire time we walked. Finally, we reached the door and she pushed it open.

Janette, Blaine's cousin, was sitting on the hospital bed, looking tired.

"Hey," my husband said sweetly, "How are you doing honey?"

Her curly black hair was matted with sweat, and her eyes, the same color as Blaine's, were half open. However, she smiled.

"Fine. A bit sore, but fine. She's…she's beautiful guys, thank you for letting me do this for you."

"No," I said. "It's us who should be thanking you. You carried our child, Janette, we owe you so much." She smiled widely at that, and then pointed to the corner. I turned.

The whole world stopped as the most perfect little face stared back at me.

Her eyes, mine, sparkled brightly with a strange sort of intelligence. She had soft looking dark curls, just like Blaine's. The only thing I'm glad she didn't get from Blaine was the caterpillars that had taken refuge on his forehead. She had his same megawatt smile, I could tell just by looking at her lips (they looked like Blaine's, and I was very acquainted with those). Her porcelain skin was soft, angelic. I walked over slowly, Blaine trailing behind, both of us mesmerized by the perfect miracle sitting below us.

Our perfect little miracle.

"She's…" Blaine trailed off, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and rested his head on my shoulder. "She's perfect, Kurt, look at her. She's…"

"Amazing," I said breathlessly. "Look at that special little face Blaine. She looks just like you."

"More like you. I guess that means you're the father, since she only looks like me because of Janette," he said. I frowned turning back to him.

"Are you disappointed?" I asked. To my surprise, his smile just grew wider.

"Of course not, baby, I wanted you to be the father from the start. You deserve it," he said, pressing his lips sweetly to mine. This kiss epitomized our relationship, epitomized the love we shared for ten years and would share with years longer, with our daughter by our side. Our daughter…

"What are we going to name her?" I asked. Blaine looked at me, and then our little miracle's face, his eyebrows scrunched together.

"Maria?"

"We are NOT naming our daughter after a part played by Rachel Berry. Well, Rachel Abrams (Author's Note: DON'T JUDGE! I think they're adorable!). Especially not one that you had to play as her leading man."

"Aww, you know you're the Mark to my Maureen, Kurt," Blaine said sweetly, pecking me on the cheek before continuing to stare at the beautiful life we created together.

"How about Kathleen?" I asked. Blaine shook his head.

"While the name is beautiful, she doesn't look like a Kathleen. We need something unique…Oh. My. God."

"What?" I asked, a bit curious at the epiphany he had seemingly just had.

"I know the perfect name for her. It's unique, and beautiful, and means a lot to us and I'm pretty sure Wes and David will go nuts because they made up part of it…Klaina."

I stared, completely dumbfounded at my husband's silliness…and genius. A large smile broke out on my face as I pulled my husband into a heart stopping kiss.

"It's perfect," I said, breaking the kiss and pulling him into an embrace. "Klaina Janette Hummel-Anderson."

Over Blaine's shoulder, I saw Janette smile.

~oOo~

"Wes? David?"

Blaine and I hesitantly opened the door to the boys' apartment. We had called an hour earlier, telling them about Klaina but not mentioning her name. We'd rather see the look on their faces.

"Blaine! Kurt!"

Wes and David bombarded us from out of nowhere, hugging us and nearly crushing the baby in my arms.

"Guys! Get off! You have to let our baby breathe!" I shouted. Wes immediately backed away with a huge smile on his face.

"Can I hold her?" he asked hopefully. I nodded, handing the baby over carefully. Her eyes looked up at him, her tiny lips curved into a smile.

"She's beautiful guys, really," Wes commented. David's arms wrapped around his husband's waist as he stared at our baby as well.

"You never told us her name," David said while Wes blushed at the way David had pecked him on the cheek. I shot Blaine a mischievous smile.

"You guys are going to love this. You inspired the name, you know," Blaine said. This had interested Wes and David, their eyes widened in anticipation as they nodded for us to go on.

"Boys, meet Klaina Janette Hummel-Anderson," I said, giggling.

"Oh. My. God. THAT IS THE BOSSEST BABY NAME EVER!" David exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air.

"I can't believe you guys named your baby your couple name," Wes chuckled, and then giggling at his husband doing a happy little jig. I could hear cries coming from down the hall, and David frowned.

"Looks like Kara's awake," David said, walking down the hall to get their own daughter. I smiled. Nothing had changed from high school with those two.

And that's just the way we liked it.

One of my shorter ones, I know. But, I thought it turned out good. I mean, Klaina. I had to do it. And I just love shipping Artchel and Wevid. I mean, Rachel and Artie looked really cute in "Loser Like Me" and I just think it's a cute AU ship. Same for Wevid.

So love it? Hate it? Tell me! Review! Now! Please! :)