Author Notes: Did editing. I do not understand why it keeps repeating itself but I apologize.

Chapter 11: Welcome to the world.

I haven't felt a thing. Kurt was squeezing my hand endlessly, I think for both himself and my comfort. Finn was watching with a camera on the side video recording the whole delivery. Tears were running down my face. Not sure why but they were. Probably because I knew in a few moments I will have a baby in my arms; a small mixture of Kurt and I.

"I see a head. Ooh he has a mop of hair." Dr. Lane said behind the blue curtain covering my stomach.

The room went silent after a few moments. She just mentioned seeing the baby. She whispered something to a nearby nurse.

"Wha-what's wrong? Is something wrong with my baby? Why isn't he crying?"

"Everything is fine, Blaine. He just has some fluids in his lungs."

Then a high pitched scream of cries entered the room.

"Date of birth: October 13th, 2013 at 6:51 am. Do you have a name picked out?" A nurse writing on a piece of paper and another on placed a blue bundle onto my chest. Peeking into the blanket; inside was a rosy, chubby, face. His eyes were closed and his head full of a chestnut brown curls.

"Everett Ellijah Hummel-Anderson."

"Okay, Kurt, will you like to hold little Everett?"

I watched as Kurt lifted Everett off my chest and I smiled at the sight.

"Okay, Blaine just a bit of pressure as we sow you up."

The pressure wasn't bad and it was done and over within seconds. Dr. Lane got me in a fresh bed back in my room. Everett laid beside the hospital bed in a hospital cradle. Kurt sat in a seat beside me reading some vogue.

"Oof. God, having a child is painful."

"Blaine, the doctor said to stay resting and to be careful with the stitches."

"Well, I need to use the bathroom and I can't in the bed. I am surprised that Everett is still asleep. The way Mom explained me as a baby, I was sure Everett would be the same way."

"He's my kid, too, and my dad always said I was a quiet baby."

"Didn't think of that. For my case, I hope he will be like you."

"I hope he looks like you."

"Yeah, well, he already inherited my curls, poor kid."

"I love your curls, Blaine."

"You say that because you don't deal with the tangled and nappy-ness of it all." I said brushing my infant's umber brown hair.

"I still think it's cute. What color eyes do you think he will have?" Kurt asked sitting in the hospital bed beside me.

"I hope he will have yours, but hazel is more dominate then blue."

"I like your eyes. It's like a honey color. And it is sexy."

A blush fainted onto my face as my finger traces the outline of Everett's face. I felt the bed rise lightly as Kurt got up.

"I really, really, really, want to stay and be there for the first night at home, but NYADA classes don't pay for themselves and I can't afford to miss a class. You better keep in touch with me, Blaine. I don't want to miss anything."

"You won't, I promise."

We each said love you, and Kurt planted a kiss on my lips and then onto Everett's cheek, before leaving the hospital. It was just Everett and me now.

Author's Note: Please enjoy and tell me what you think.