A/N: Goodness! Waited a little longer to get this one done than normal, sorry about that guys! Anyway, we are getting some visitors piling into the Hummel-Anderson master bedroom in this chapter. Kurt is stuck on bed rest until his next sonogram and as much as it kills him to do that, he's determined not to disobey his doctor anymore. I'm sure Kurt has learned his lesson now. Or has he? Kidding! But thanks so muchlies for all your reviews and suggestions! You guys are awesome! Enjoy!
A clatter rang out in the bedroom where Kurt and Blaine spent their nights together. A silver platter had just crashed first into a wall and than to the floor. Romaine lettuce, some strawberries, cherries, and grapes went rolling all over the floor. Blaine came rushing into the room to find his husband sitting up in bed, his arms folded tightly across his chest and the most severe bitch expression on his face. "I said I wanted luke warm!" he shouted and Blaine stared at him for several long moments. Kurt's hormones, coupled with the fact that he did not like being on bed rest at all, had turned him practically into a monster and he had barely been on bed rest a day yet! Having just been released from the hospital the night before, Kurt was already going crazy not being able to get up and do anything for himself. "That's ice cold!" he went on. Blaine was still wondering why Kurt had wanted the fruit salad he's asked for to be warm at all. But now, he was just plain terrified.
NBC hadn't really been pleased that Kurt suddenly had to take off work and all of his other appointments had to be rescheduled and postponed because he was no allowed to get out of bed. They'd quickly come up with the idea that Kurt's character had been called home on a family emergency to cover for his absence from the show. Though they weren't entirely sure how long the absence was going to be exactly. The point was that Dr. Liston had said for now, Kurt had to be on bed rest at least until his sonogram appointment. Whether he could come off after that would be determined at the appointment.
That didn't hide the facts though. Kurt was clearly annoyed, very irritable, and positively bored and pissed about the whole bed rest thing. So much so that he considered it a blessing for once that one of the babies was sitting on his bladder and he had to go to the bathroom quite frequently. Going to the bathroom, despite it being right in the bedroom, as it was the master in their mansion, was like a field trip for him because it meant he was allowed out of bed. Blaine was having to wait on his hands and foot. And while it didn't bother Blaine to have to serve his husband, he couldn't wait until the agony of it all seemed to end.
But Blaine had been smart. Knowing Kurt, he knew that this was probably going to be a trying time for him, despite his husband's willingness to go through with it for their babies' sake. He'd gotten prepared. While Kurt had been in the hospital, Blaine had spent a day, calling all their friends and arranging things. If anything could take Kurt's mind of the bed rest issue and hopefully cheer him up, it was the idea of seeing their friends, whom he didn't get to see all that often. Everyone was all off in their own lives and Kurt and Blaine, being celebrities, barely had a free moment with their busy schedules in Los Angeles. However, it was easier for the others to make time to come see them, than it was for Kurt and Blaine to make the time to go see the others. Blaine wasn't going to lie. He had never felt so grateful to have such amazing friends, both the former Dalton Academy Warblers and the former McKinley High New Directions.
"Blaine!" Kurt suddenly shouted so loud that Blaine stumbled back for the doorway several paces. He hadn't realized that he had been drifting off in thought and now his husband was looking at him with slight fury in his eyes. He knew that when Kurt's hormones calmed down and he got one of his sweet Kurt moments back, he would regret all of this. The throwing of the platter, the yelling at Blaine, the imminent anger in his face and the nonstop bitchy attitude, but right now, Kurt wasn't thinking coherently like Kurt. It seemed that pregnancies hormones made things that were already disliked ten times worse for the expecting parent.
The twenty-six-year-old shook his head and tried to regain his composure. There was no way he wanted Kurt to know that he was frightened by this emotional scale of irritation. Again, he found himself unable to wait for the babies to be born so he could have his Kurt back, fully his normal self again. Blaine traipsed into the room, walking over to where the platter had smashed against the wall and bending down to clean it up. "I'm sorry Kurt. It was warm when I left the kitchen with it. I guess I didn't warm it enough if it seems to have become cold," he said as gently as he could. Don't show him that the attitude is scaring you, he told himself, taking a breath. He gently lifted the platter from the floor, aware of Kurt's sharp eye on him the entire time he was cleaning the floor.
It was at the sound of footsteps on the stairs that Kurt's bitch face became more of a frightened one. The thought that someone had broken into their house had immediately slid into his head and Kurt grabbed the comforter with two hands and brought it all the way up to his chin, staring at the doorway with wide eyes. Blaine suddenly remembered that they had their first visitors waiting downstairs and he hadn't even told Kurt that he'd invited guests. He bit his lip, proceeding to clean the mess off the floor. "Blaine…" Kurt whispered in a choked voice. Damn those pregnancy hormones. Able to make him go from one extreme to the other in a matter of seconds.
Blaine stood with the platter in his hands the leftover mess of the fruit salad having been tossed back onto it so he could clean the mass at once and carry it all down to the kitchen. He was just glancing at his frightened husband when two people made their presence known in the doorway and rapped carefully on the doorway. Blaine turned his head and smiled. "Wes, David, welcome to our bedroom," he said, carefully balancing the platter in one hand and rubbing his neck nervously with the other. Kurt dropped the comforter. The two former Warblers smiled gently at him. Kurt attempted to smile back and moved his gaze to Blaine.
"What are they doing here Blaine?" he asked his husband in a quiet voice. He looked down at the comforter and his self-consciousness at the baby bump caused him to pull it up over his stomach, attempting to hide the presence of the obvious, even though he knew their two former fellow Warblers knew already that he was pregnant. He just didn't want people really seeing him looking…well…fat. Kurt still was very self-conscious about the wait gain and how it was affecting his lean figure. Blaine offered him a smile and carefully set the platter on the bedside table for a moment, sitting down on the bed and putting his arm around Kurt's shoulders.
"I thought that if we had some visitors, it might cheer you up about being on bed rest. The others are still all downstairs." Kurt gave him an odd look, immediately wondering how many others were there. "It's not everybody, but some of the people from New Directions our here too." He smiled at Kurt and the taller man's face relaxed into a grin as he looked back at his husband with a loving expression. This felt so much better. Blaine was starting to feel more at ease now that he saw that loving look back in his husband's eyes. Kurt gently leaned forward and kissed him softly in a manner that seemed to both apologize and say thank you at the same time.
Wes and David looked behind them as four more people joined them in the doorway. Mercedes, Finn – a fact that surprised Kurt given he knew all the mess Finn was going through currently with Rachel – Quinn, and to his surprise, Puck. They all smiled at him, trying to reassure him that everything would be okay. Kurt felt a little overwhelmed. His friends had taken time out of their lives to make the trip to Los Angeles just to see him and make him feel better about being on bed rest. He decided than that he had never loved them or Blaine more. He kissed his husband again, running his hands gently down the side of the shorter man's face. Blaine smiled against his lips lovingly. "Thank you," Kurt whispered. Blaine only smiled brighter. Kurt looked over at the six people in the doorway and nodded his head carefully. They all entered the room and made themselves comfortable.
"We're sorry we couldn't all come at once bro," Finn said, taking a seat on the other side of the bed where he could give Kurt a gentle hug. Kurt nodded his head in understanding. "The others are hoping to get here sometime for a bit over the next few days, but they were sorry they couldn't make any promises except that they'll try." Kurt nodded again. He was okay with that. He didn't expect all his friends to drop everything they were doing at the same time just to come and see him. They all had lives and children and other things that were more important. He felt bad making everyone leave their lives just because of him. Finn gave him another hug and Kurt returned it, really happen to see his stepbrother.
Mercedes approached the bed and gently leaned in to hug Kurt as well when Finn had released him again. "Hey boo. How are you feeling?" she asked, lightly kissing his forehead. Kurt just shrugged and allowed his hands to play with the comforter for a few moments as he contemplated his response.
"I've been better," he finally said. Mercedes gave him a comforting smile before dropping her hand to rub over his stomach. Kurt flushed and gently batted her hand away. He wondered for a moment if he should tell them about the situation with the twins. Everyone else got settled and gave Kurt their greetings, with Quinn and Puck both hugging him gently and Quinn mimicking Mercedes by rubbing Kurt's stomach. He batted her hand away too and she laughed. He glanced at Blaine for a moment who slowly nodded. "Listen guys, it's great to see you." He looked at Blaine again who urged him to go one. "I'm afraid there's some bad news though," he finally gave in.
Wes and David glanced at each other. Both of them had grown up quite a bit in the years and weren't quite so wild and crazy as they had once been. Though Wes had gone on to do something with his life that no one who'd been a Warbler with him had been surprised. He was actually a court judge. When Kurt had first learned that, he had laughed for a full ten minutes. But that was Wes, too in love with the gavel even to give it up after he had graduated from Dalton. What other profession could he have gone into? Being a court judge, he got to bang a gavel all the time. In a way, the madness in the Asian hadn't really subsided at all but had somewhat been tamed. Kurt wouldn't admit this aloud but he often wondered if Judge Wesley Montgomery carried his gavel around everywhere he went. He had done that back at Dalton. So why wouldn't he do it now? Good old Wes and his gavel obsession. You couldn't really love it, but you couldn't really hate it either. You could just, deal with it.
"Bad news?" David said, he and Wes both casting a serious look on Kurt and Blaine. The look was mimicked by everyone else in the room. Kurt knew for one thing, Wes had certainly learned how to be more serious from being a court judge. He wasn't even sure what David did. The man was rather secretive about his own work and Kurt wondered if he worked for the CIA or Secret Service. He though he'd heard that David was living in Washington DC though he might have only imagined it because of his own suspicions of what David was doing with his life. Who knew, maybe it had been Washington State and David was just not comfortable talking about his job. That was plausible, wasn't it? "What kind of bad news?" The man's voice pulled Kurt out of his thoughts, trying to pick out what David did for a living again.
Kurt sighed and bit his lip. Again, he looked at Blaine and with that one look, Blaine knew that he would have to pick up even though Kurt hadn't said that much. It was kind of painful for Kurt to talk about it. "Dr. Liston discovered that Kurt's carrying monochorionic twins, or MOMO twins." The others looked at each other, all confused and Blaine sighed slightly as Kurt cuddled into him. Blaine placed a soft kiss in Kurt's hair. "It means the girls are sharing a placenta. Complications can arise from this so Kurt's being careful monitored. At the moment, Dr. Liston thinks they might have unequal placental sharing," he said. Kurt was weeping beside him and that was when Blaine decided that it was probably best that he stopped there. He'd told them as much as they really needed to know right than and with his husband starting to cry, he didn't want to make matters worse.
"I think we should try and stay positive," said Puck, looking at Kurt with a concerned expression. "First of all, we're all here for you guys and we wish the best for the twins. Secondly, I was under the impression that we're here to help cheer Kurt up. No offense dude, but that shit isn't cheering him up," he said. Blaine nodded in understanding, hugging Kurt tighter, but still gently as the older man sobbed gently. Puck went on, changing the subject and Kurt was surprised that he was so into it but than he figured he probably shouldn't be. Puck had been so serious about everything when it came to his daughter Beth back in high school. So much more so than Quinn. Puck, surprisingly had turned out to be a better father than Quinn had a mother, especially after the mess in their senior year when Quinn had scammed to try and get Beth back. "So, have you been thinking about names yet?" he asked.
This question caused both Kurt and Blaine to split into grins and Kurt looked up at his husband who nodded happily this time. "Well, we've decided that one of them is going to be named Elizabeth, after my mom. It was Blaine's idea," he said, still smiling. The others all awed and squealed slightly of the sweetness of that. "The other name, we're still deciding on but we were thinking about Gabriella. We haven't really decided on middle names yet but we will keep you posted. We still have a few months left before we really have to be entirely be decided on what we're naming them." Kurt was grinning broadly by the end of his little spiel. He was cheering up completely by what they were now discussing and Blaine knew that Puck had asked the right question. Baby names was one of Kurt's favorite topics.
They all chatted for some hours, laughter filling the room and Kurt was starting to lighten up a bit. It made him even happier to learn that the six of them had cleared time in order to stay there for a few days though Kurt was surprised to learn there wasn't really an end to a few days. All of them, aside from Finn had only bought one-way tickets. Wes had said that if he got called for a case, he would fly out for that and come back. David said it wasn't a problem for him to stay without elaborating. Mercedes surprised them both by telling them she and Sam were planning on moving to Los Angeles with the kids so she could stick around. Puck and Quinn were taking paid leave for a while their children were staying with Quinn's mom. As for Finn, he'd signed up for one of those frequent flier deals so he could go back and forth between New York and Los Angeles for as long as needed so he could still handle things with the divorce. And Kurt and Blaine had learned that everyone else was planning to try and come and go as much as they could too. It was all to help them out, especially Blaine because he needed all the help he could get dealing with Kurt's raging hormones.
"I really don't know what to say," Kurt said sometime later after all of this had been explained, tears streaming down his face. Blaine was holding him again. "You guys are the best friends but you really don't have to put your lives on hold for us," Kurt went on as Blaine rubbed gentle circles into his back. The pale man yawned, a motion his husband hadn't failed to catch and Blaine proceeded to encourage Kurt to lie down, despite his stubbornness to sleep.
"I think that's enough for one day," Blaine said, indicating that they should all head out of the room to let Kurt rest some. "We can't thank you guys enough. If you'll follow me, I'll show you to the guest rooms. We should let Kurt rest for a while." He smiled at his husband. Kurt looked like he wanted to protest but Blaine gave him a look as if to say, 'don't test me right now honey' and he snuggled down into the blankets. "I promise love," Blaine said, giving Kurt a gentle kiss on the forehead. "I'll come back and take a nap with you after making sure they're all settled." Kurt looked at him for a moment and yawned again. Blaine just chuckled softly and kissed his forehead again. "Get some sleep," he said, before turning and ushering the rest of them out of the room.
Kurt allowed his eyes to flutter shut but his mind wasn't shutting off yet. All the things that he had been discussing with his friends and reliving memories and the idea that they wanted to be here helping them, it was all kind of overwhelming to him. And the fact that two of those people were Wes and David made him feel even more special. He hadn't had the time to get close to them the way he was with his friends at McKinley. He wondered if he would be seeing any of the other Warblers while their friends were in and out of the house in probably bunches, always someone around to help the two of them.
One of the topics that had been brought up when they were talking was the decorating of the twins' nursery. Despite doctor's orders, Kurt was still determined to put it together himself. But after much coaxing from his friends and Blaine reminding him that they didn't want a repeat of the injury Kurt had already given himself once, the twenty-seven-year-old had reluctantly given in and agreed to allow his stepbrother and Puck to help him at least move the heavy furniture in place. Well, Finn would help whenever he didn't have to be back in New York but still, he'd agreed because out of everyone, they were the two that were least likely to suffer injuries themselves moving heavy furniture. Overall, the whole visit was a nice surprise and Kurt had to admit that for the first time since he had learned of the pregnancy complications, he was thinking more positively about the future and he knew in his heart, his daughters were going to be okay.
A/N: Wham bam! Oh Kurt, throwing platters? Tsk tsk tsk. I shake my head at you Kurt. And for Wes being a court judge, it just seemed so perfect! Oh Wes, thou shall not part with your beloved gavel even in your adult years! More interactions with them coming in future chapters and we'll have some more nursery decorating fun and I'm thinking of writing at least a chapter in which we get to see Kurt in action filming scenes for Days. That should be fun. – raises eyebrows suggestively – And maybe Blaine arguing with his manager about a tour because his manager doesn't care about Kurt's condition. Yes, I think Blaine needs to have one of those managers! Reviews make me smile as always! So let me know what you think! And again, suggestions are welcome! See you next chapter!