Kurt and Blaine couldn't believe that today was finally the day. Caleb and his fathers were dressed in nice suits. Penny and Charlie were both wearing brand new dresses on their insistence that today was a special day. Standing in front of the family of five was a beautiful five year old, little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes and a nine year old boy with spiky dirty blonde hair and glasses. It had been a long haul since Kurt and Blaine had initially decided to be foster parents. From the moment that these two beautiful children entered their lives, they had both men wrapped around their little fingers. They would both never forget the night that Lucy and Andrew came to their home
The family of five had just sat down to eat dinner when the phone rang. Blaine got up from the table and picked up the phone. "Hello, Anderson-Hummel residence."
"Hi Mr. Anderson-Hummel, it's Joan." came the voice of their social worker. "We have two kids that are looking for an emergency placement. They're 9 and 5. A little boy and girl. There was an accident and their parents didn't make it."
"Oh my goodness, that's horrible." Blaine replied. "Let me just ask Kurt." He held the phone to his chest and looked over at his husband. "Joan has two children who need an emergency placement. Their parents were in a car accident. Can we take them for the night?" Kurt nodded his head immediately.
"Yes, tell her yes." he told Blaine.
"Joan, we can take them." Blaine said into the phone.
"Thank you both so much." Joan replied. "We'll be over in the next hour." Blaine hung up the phone and then looked over at his family.
"They'll be here in an hour."
"Why are they in foster care?" Penny asked.
"Joan just said that their parents were in a car accident and didn't make it." Blaine told them. "It's a little boy and a little girl. They're 9 and 5."
"I-I better go get things ready for them." Kurt said abruptly before running off.
"Is Papa okay?" Caleb asked.
"He'll be fine." Blaine told him. "I'll just go help him." He walked down the hallway and into the guest bedroom that they had set aside for any foster children that they would take in. Kurt was putting extra blankets on the bed and he had tears in his eyes.
"Kurt, honey…" Blaine cooed.
"I'm fine. I really am." Kurt said, still crying. Blaine pulled his husband into a hug. "I-I'm just remembering my mom. She'd be proud that we were doing this. She was such a great foster mom. She made every kid feel right at home."
"I bet it doesn't help that these kids' parents died in a car accident." Kurt shook his head.
"The little boy is nine." Kurt cried. "He's only a year older than I was. I can't even imagine losing my mom and my dad like they did." Kurt pulled himself from Blaine's grasp and wiped his eyes. "I'm gonna pull myself together. I promise."
"It's okay to miss your mom." Blaine told him as he reached in and hugged his husband again. Kurt leaned into Blaine's grasp and cried. He really was happy that they had decided to be foster parents. It was something that Kurt had loved about his childhood, up until his mom died anyway. After she passed, his dad couldn't keep fostering kids. He was barely holding himself together and taking care of Kurt. There was no way that he could have taken care of anymore children.
Within the next hour, the doorbell rang and Kurt and Blaine walked to the front door. The other three kids hung back, not wanting to overwhelm the two children. They opened the door and Joan stood outside with the two children. The boy was cute as can be. He was tiny with thin, wire framed glasses. The little girl stood behind Joan's legs, dressed in pink polka dot pajamas, clutching a teddy bear. She looked terrified.
"Lucy, Andrew, this is Kurt and Blaine. They're very nice people and you're going to stay with them tonight."
"Hi guys, would you like to come in?" Blaine asked. Andrew led the way, but first he took his sister's hand and had her follow him. Neither child talked. "We're very excited to have you guys here." Andrew gave them a small smile, but remained silent.
"I have their things here." Joan said, handing two small suitcases to Kurt. "I'll be checking in on them tomorrow or the day after and then we'll see how it goes from there."
"Sounds good." Kurt replied. "For now, do you guys want to see where you're staying?" The two kids nodded and then followed as Kurt showed them back to their room. "So, you guys are going to sleep here. I hope it's okay."
"It's okay. We're tired." Andrew replied quietly.
"Oh, okay, do you guys need some help getting ready for bed?" Kurt asked.
"No, we're fine. I've got it." Andrew said. Kurt nodded and then went back into the hallway. Blaine was waiting for him.
"How are they?"
"Scared. Tired." Kurt replied. "I think they just want to be together. They'll warm up eventually, they always do. Maybe we should take their lead and head to bed? We'll try again tomorrow morning."
"Sounds like a good idea." Blaine confessed as he walked down the hallway with his husband hand in hand.
Later that night, Kurt woke up to the sound of crying. He got out of his and Blaine's bed silently and padded into the hallway. The little girl, Lucy, was standing in the hallway, tears running down her face and her chest heaving heavily. "Oh sweetheart, what's wrong?" he asked.
"I-I w-want m-my m-mommy." She cried. Kurt went over to her and to his surprise the little girl let him pick her up. She cuddled into his embrace and cried even harder.
"Shh, shh. It's going to be alright." he cooed. "How about we get some milk and some cookies?" Lucy nodded. Kurt carried her into the kitchen and set her on the counter as he grabbed them both cookies and a glass of milk. "You know…" he started. "I lost my mommy too when I wasn't much older than you."
"Andrew said mommy and daddy went to Heaven. Is that where your mommy went?" Kurt smiled. He didn't really believe in Heaven, but he replied, "Yes, sweetie. She did."
"I-I'm never gonna see them again." Lucy cried.
"They may not be here, but they are always with you." Kurt told her. "They're here, in your heart." he added pointing to Lucy's little chest. The little girl placed a hand over her heart and smiled. "What did your mommy used to do for you when you couldn't sleep?"
"She would sing to me."
"What would she sing?" Kurt asked.
"You are my sunshine." Lucy replied. Kurt picked up the little girl and walked into the living room. He sat down on the couch and covered the both of them with a warm, purple fuzzy blanket.
"Just rest your eyes and know that you're safe." Kurt told her. Then he began to sing. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away." Kurt watched as Lucy's eyelids began to flutter closed and she drifted off to sleep. Kurt held the little girl in his arms and eventually drifted off to sleep himself. From that moment, Kurt was hooked and there was no way either of those two kids were going anywhere.
Now a year later, they were all in the courtroom. Kurt and Blaine were sitting at one of the front benches with Andrew and Lucy by their sides. Penny, Caleb, and Charlie all sat in the row just behind them, smiles on their faces for their new brother and sister.
"It is my judgement that the best place for these two children, Lucy Marie Caldwell and Andrew Robert Caldwell is with Kurt and Blaine Anderson-Hummel. By the power vested in me, I would like to introduce all of you to Lucy Marie Anderson-Hummel and Andrew Robert Anderson-Hummel. Congratulations." Kurt and Blaine pulled each child into their grasps and hugged and kissed them. The family of five that had entered the courtroom was leaving as a family of seven and they had never felt more complete.