A/N: hello again everyone, wow she's finally updated I hear you shout, I know I've taken a while, but if it helps I'm half way through writing chapter 11. I have most of the rest of this story worked out in my head, there will be chapter 11 and the epilogue so only 2 chapters to go. So any requests for this story get them in now.

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Chapter 10

Puck was the first to wake up the next day. He could feel Kurt in his arms and he opened his eyes to smile down at the still sleeping boy, his boyfriend, and wasn't that still a little weird yet wonderful to say.

Puck dropped a kiss to Kurt's head and looked over him to check on the baby, but to his surprise Little Finn wasn't there, instead he found Finn Finn. Bolting upright he dislodged a now disgruntled Kurt who landed against Finn who also woke with an 'umpff'.

"Where's the baby?" Puck hissed trying not to wake Sara as well.

"Noah, calm down," Kurt sat up and moved to put his arm around Puck. "Do you remember last night when I said I wished Finn would come back?"

"Yeah I remember," Puck said casually, not sure where this was going.

"Well it kind of broke some spell or something, that I made before you arrived, I wished that Finn had to listen when I talked, that he couldn't get away and had to listen."

"Magic, spells, right, so I'm still sleeping then," Puck lay back down against the pillows.

Finn reached over and pinched him. "No dream dude. You said the first day when Kurt didn't remember you asking him out, or you thought he didn't, that you'd just have to convince him. And Kurt said when you were asking if he was in love with me that my IQ was barely larger than my shoe size. Which, by the way, hey!"

Kurt giggled, "Sorry," he said not sounding all that sorry.

"'S okay, I guess I deserved it," Finn shrugged.

"Yeah you did," Puck agreed.

Finn nodded, "I felt really safe with you two. It was like I knew you'd look after me. Even when you left me with that scary blond guy I knew you guys were close. It felt nice to be loved like that, you didn't even know who I really was, I was just some kid dumped on the door step, and you looked after me like, like Dad's."

Kurt couldn't help it he hugged his brother for what was possibly the first time, and Finn returned the hug only slightly awkwardly.

"You guys are gonna make awesome Dad's when you have kids," Finn told them decidedly. "You think you could have room for one more at your place? I'll pay rent and stuff, I was thinking of applying to a collage, it would be easier to commute from there than here, and I wouldn't still be living at home." Finn looked so hopeful Kurt shared a look with Puck before they both nodded their agreement.

"Brilliant, thanks guys. And this way I can be Uncle Finn to the kids you're so gonna be adopting."

Puck grinned at his best friend, Finn had always known how much family meant to him, "Yeah, well we only have five rooms to start with, we could always buy the land behind and extend. What do you recon Kurt, we could have our own Football team," Puck teased.

"And a cheerleading squad to go with it," Finn added.

Kurt was still blushing. "Thank God I don't have to get pregnant, if you want all those kids we are getting a nanny!" He told them adamantly. "How about we start with getting us moved in and the business established, not to mention finish school before we think about having kids."

"But we can still have the crib right, and..." Puck started.

"Noah, I'm not saying no, I'm saying not right now, wait 6 months for us to be ready then we can start the applications."

The noise of excitement that Puck made woke Sara, who joined the others on the mattress on the floor making enough noise for all of them, "Finn Finn Finn, you missed the best pizza ever, and we watched a movie, Kurt's really cool, he's Noah's boyfriend now, isn't that cool?" she said all in one go.

"Very cool Sara," Finn agreed hugging the little girl back.

"We have some more news too Sara," Puck told her seriously. "Kurt and me are going to get our own place."

"You're leaving me?" Sara asked with the beginnings of a sob.

"No sweet pea," Kurt pulled Sara into his lap and hugged her, "I'm going to do everything I can to make sure you come with us." He promised, and the other two boys nodded to show they planned on helping too.

Sara looked at Kurt her eyes swimming in as yet unshed tears, she looked so hopeful it near broke Kurt's heart. "You promise?"

"I promise. I'm going to see your mum today, and your brother will be doing some work on my father's books. You and Finn can play video games, but you have to let him win sometimes okay." He whispered the last bit, even though the others heard him without much effort.

"I will," Sara promised solemnly.

"Good girl, now, shall we get up and dressed? I can put your hair in a braid if you like."

Sara nodded eagerly, "Noah tried to do that one time, but it was a big mess."

"Come on then, I think I have some old clothes you can have," Kurt got up and held his hand out to the now smiling little girl.

"Cool, thanks Kurt."

Kurt led Sara into his walk in wardrobe and started hunting for clothes for the little girl, leaving Puck and Finn to put the bedroom back to rights.

P&k

Kurt stood in the kitchen doorway, he'd just put in a casserole for dinner tonight, his and Finn's parents were due back that night and the last thing they would want to do after a long drive was cook.

"I'll be back soon, if I'm not back in an hour turn the oven down to low," Kurt instructed.

"I don't like you going there on your own," Puck was pouting, they had already had this argument, and Puck had lost spectacularly.

"Help Finn not get beaten by your sister, I'll be back before you know it."

Puck watched from the window as Kurt drove away.

"He'll be fine," Finn told him.

"You don't know my mother," Puck said darkly.

"No, but I know Kurt. I might have been... an idiot to him about some stuff, but I've never known someone as strong as him. I mean how many people do you know who make wishes and actually have them come true?" Finn pointed out.

"And Kurtie is super cool," Sara added. "I bet mom thinks he's like a social worker or something."

"I guess so, I just don't want him to get hurt," Puck flopped down next to Finn to watch them play.

"Why does he want to see mom anyway?" Sara asked.

Finn looked over at Puck; he wanted to know that too, when he'd asked Kurt earlier he just said that he had something important to do.

"Well, you know Kurt and I promised to do everything we could to make sure you could come and live with us?" Sara nodded, the game forgotten. "Well, Kurt has some sort of plan to get mom to agree to that. But he said I couldn't go too."

"He'll do it," Finn said confidently. "This one time, we were in a restaurant with mom and Burt, and one of the waiters was rude to my mom. Kurt made him cry, and we could eat whatever we wanted for free."

Puck smiled, that was so Kurt.

"Tell me about where we're going to live Noah," Sara asked, climbing into her brother's lap to snuggle.

"Well, it's a big building, with lots of room, you get to have a big room all to yourself, I'm sure that Kurt will help you decorate it anyway you like. Uncle Finn and me can do all the heavy lifting and you two can do all the artistic stuff."

Finn lifted Sara's feet and sat closer to the pair. "It's above a garage, a garage that Kurt and Puck, um Noah have bought too. Kurt will be fixing up some amazing old cars, and teaching Noah what a wheel is."

Sara giggled, "Do you think he'd teach me too?"

"When you're older squirt," Puck promised. "You'll stay in the school you're in now until the end of the year, than transfer to a school near home."

"Home? Like a proper home?" Sara whispered.

"Yeah, baby girl, a proper home."

P&K

Kurt pulled up outside Puck and Sara's place and straightened his hair and grasping a briefcase before getting out of his car and walking confidently to the front door and knocking firmly.

A dishevelled looking woman answered the door several minutes later. She was dressed in ratty pyjamas that were stained and torn. Her hair, much to Kurt's disgust, looked like a birds nest.

"What the fuck do you want?" The woman snarled.

"Good Morning Mrs Puckerman, I do hope I didn't wake you," Kurt checked his watch, even though he knew perfectly well that it was a little after 11am.

"Who are you?" Mrs Puckerman said defensively.

"My name is Mr Hummel, I'm here to discuss the welfare of your children, Noah and Sara," Kurt stated with full confidence.

"What about them? They're fine!" Mrs Puckerman asserted.

"Might I come in Mrs Puckerman, I'd rather not talk about this on the street."

Mrs Puckerman looked around as if expecting to see all her neighbours staring at her. "Fine, come in, but make it quick."

Kurt stepped inside the ground floor of the building, the upstairs was rented to a different family. He followed Mrs Puckerman into the kitchen, but refused to sit when she pointed at a stool.

"I'll get right to the point Mrs Puckerman. Do you know where your children are this morning?" Kurt asked.

"Sara's probably still sleeping. As for Noah, who knows, probably with some girl," Mrs Puckerman shrugged indifferently.

"I happen to know, Mrs Puckerman, that Noah hasn't been here for two days, and Sara hasn't been here for nearly twenty-four hours. Would you care to rethink that statement?"

"What do you mean, they were here last night we, we had Italian, and, Noah said he was going out with his girlfriend, so Sara and I watched a movie together," Mrs Puckerman lied quickly, and badly.

"Lying will not help your case, I know they were not here, because I over saw their placement in a temporary home myself."

Mrs Puckerman looked upset, at first Kurt thought it was about the possibility of losing her children. "But if you take them away I won't get the money for them. And Noah pays his way, you can't take them."

"I assure you Mrs Puckerman I can. At Noah's request, I am going to offer you a deal. Personally I'd rather see you in jail for child neglect and cruelty, but Noah and Sara both asked that I offered you this first. You will sign the paperwork so they will be in the states care, which will allow them to be adopted, or in Noah's case, he'll be homed until he reaches legal age."

Mrs Puckerman looked pale now. "Jail?" she asked.

"Jail, for several years. If you don't sign that is."

"I'll sign it."

Kurt opened the briefcase he'd 'borrowed' from his father's office, and took out a wade of papers. He flicked them opened to where a few yellow post-it notes were showing. "Sign next to the exes please."

Four signatures later Kurt put the papers away and locked the case, "That should be the last time you hear from me Mrs Puckerman, I would suggest that you stay away from Noah and Sara, they may contact you in time, but I can't promise that. I would however also suggest that if you want to have any sort of relationship with your children you take a good hard look around and ask yourself if this is the sort of mother they would want or deserved. I would like to pack up their things before I leave, if I may. I can return another time if you'd rather."

"Along their second on the left," Mrs Puckerman pointed, she was looking around, as if seeing the kitchen with its dirty dishes and empty cupboards for the first time.

Kurt hurried to the room he had been pointed towards. It seemed that Noah and Sara shared a room, it was divided with a thick certain across the middle. Quickly finding two suitcases on the top of the wardrobe Kurt started packing all he could. When he had almost finished Sara's side, Mrs Puckerman came in with a dozen flat packed boxes. "You can use these. I don't want them to be without anything they might want."

"I'll might have to come back, I'm not sure I can get everything in my car, if I put the back seats down and use the front passenger side, I might, but if not I'll do a second trip. Is there anything you want to send to them?" Kurt asked, feeling a little sorry for the woman.

"I have some photos, and a cook book that I was going to give to Sara when she was older. Do you think they would take them?"

"I'm sure they would. Why don't you go have a look for anything and I'll finish in here." Kurt offered gently.

"Okay," Mrs Puckerman wandered away, it was obvious she was numb, it was a painful wake up call, but it was one that seemed to have sunk in.