HELLO! First of all, my reactions to last night's episode? JFL;ASKNF;DLSAKNF;LADKSJF;DAN SF;LFDKJFASDLKFN;DLKSAN F;KDAJGVAD.

Yeah, I'm eloquent like that. In all seriousness though, it was amazing. I fangirled in the lounge of my dorm and didn't even care. I love that goober!blaine is pretty much canon now. Also, thank you for all of your love on Tumblr, I love when I see tagged posts about my fanfics, it makes my day!


Chapter 11

Hayden: 2 Months Pregnant

Blaine sat straight up in bed and looked around, panting. "Kurt! Kurt! I just had the worst dream," Blaine shook Kurt's shoulder until Kurt opened one eye and glared at him.

"Blaine, would you stop waking me up with night terrors? Our baby is going to be fine. Hayden is going to the doctor in two days, if anything is wrong we will find out then." Kurt wrapped an arm around Blaine who was now burrowing into Kurt's chest, "I wish you'd stop worrying."

"But there is so much that can go wrong, Kurt! What if the baby isn't developing correctly or what if she got one of my lagging sperm. It's my fault if the baby is missing a toe or something!" Blaine sat up again, breaking Kurt's grip. "This is no use, I'm going to go read something." He stood and padded out of the room, stepping over Abu, Antoinette, and puppy 1 and 2.

Kurt threw back the covers a few minutes later and followed Blaine, wrapping an afghan around his shoulders. He first went to the kitchen and turned on the coffee. He waited for it to finish and grabbed himself and Blaine a cup. 4:30 in the morning was a little early to start drinking coffee, but they had a big day ahead of them – they were going to see their parents for the first time since Hayden got pregnant.

Both parents knew of course, but Kurt couldn't wait for them to see Hayden's already forming belly and share the excitement in person.

Not that Kurt and Blaine weren't already constantly talking to Hayden.

Kurt carried the steaming cups into the living room, where Blaine curled up with What to Expect When You're Expecting. His glasses were perched on his nose and his curls stuck up everywhere. Kurt snuggled in behind him and put his chin onto Blaine's shoulder, "Stop worrying, baby. I know a lot can go wrong but I don't think it will. We have Hayden on enough vitamins for a horse. She's going to that baby yoga class so she stays somewhat in shape, and I'm working on some maternity clothes for her. All we can do is sit back, watch, and take care of Hayden. We chose her because she's smart and will love that baby for us."

Blaine sighed and opened his baby planner. Kurt couldn't help but feel a bit of pride when he looked at the planner. Blaine had notes everywhere and Post-its that held bits of information he didn't want to forget. "Did you know that our baby has webbed fingers right now? Like a duck?"

Kurt smiled and looked at the picture Blaine pointed to, pulling himself even closer to his husband. "That's creepy, I'm not going to lie."

"It's adorable! And he or she has eyelids! But no eyelashes yet," Blaine frowned, "Is it vain to hope he or she gets mine? Hayden's are a little stubby." Blaine hid his face in the crook of his arm.

"I agree," Kurt laughed, "What else does our baby have?" he leaned forward and looked through Blaine's planner.

"Well, the brain is forming…and the baby is just now developing sex organs..so hopefully soon we can we what we have." Blaine smiled hopefully at Kurt, and seemed to be placated for the time.

Kurt nuzzled his shoulder, "I can't believe we're going to be parents at 25. Well, for me. 26 for you, you old man."

Blaine glanced at Kurt over his cup of coffee, "Do you ever think we got married too young?"

Kurt froze and looked at Blaine with wide eyes, his heart rate quickened, "No. Do you?"

Blaine shook his head quickly and snuggled closer to Kurt, "No. I just…I really want to be everything for you, Kurt. I want to know that you're happy."

Kurt's brow furrowed, "Blaine… are you okay? You've been really sad lately and I thought it was just about the baby and now that we're getting one you go from being really happy all of the time to really sad occasionally. Is something wrong?"

Blaine laughed, "I think I'm having a quarter life crisis. The other day I almost pierced my ear." Blaine winked to let Kurt know he was joking, "I just…I feel like we're aging too much. We sit in every night or we have wine with a few friends. We're 25, Kurt, not 45."

Kurt laughed, but realized that Blaine had a point. "Well then, how about you go back and get a few more hours of sleep and when you wake up, we'll have a day filled with fun. Before we pick up our parents at 6. We do have to do an adult dinner with them, though." Kurt wrinkled his nose at Blaine, who simply leaned up and kissed it.

"That sounds amazing. But can we sleep here? I'm comfortable," Blaine snuggled down into the arm of the sofa, bringing Kurt with him, "Please? I like being the little spoon."

Kurt knew his answer was going to be yes – he loved being the big spoon more than Blaine knew, but he acted like he wasn't sure. "I suppose so, but only for a few hours. We can't make a habit of sleeping on the couch."

"Who not?" Blaine murmured, breathing in deeply the smell of Kurt.

Kurt thought for a moment, "Because it'll ruin the couch," but Blaine didn't even hear him and was already asleep.


Nearly four hours later, Kurt woke up to Abu and Antoinette pawing at his feet. They both needed to go outside. Kurt thought about making Blaine do it, but he looked so peaceful cuddled up with his baby planner that Kurt couldn't wake up.

Kurt grabbed Blaine's sunglasses and took the dogs outside. It was already sweltering, the August sun beating against the concrete at 10 AM. "Hurry up, guys," Kurt ordered the dogs. Antoinette quickly ran around while Abu seemed to take even longer than usual.

"Abu! Finish, please?" Kurt motioned for the dog to come over to him, and he agreed, but sniffed the ground and pawed at some trash on the ground.

When Kurt finally got the dogs back up to their blissfully cool apartment, earning glares from the older neighbors who didn't appreciate the dogs, he saw Blaine sitting up and scratching his head. "Why am I on the couch alone?" He asked groggily.

"Because you freaked out in the middle of the night and came out here so we cuddled and slept?" Kurt wondered how his husband could be so dim sometimes.

"No. I mean, why am I on this couch ALONE?" Blaine held out his arms to Kurt.

"No, no, Casanova. Get up! We're going to go have a fun day!" Kurt pulled on Blaine's hand, successfully pulling the man off the couch.

"What are we doing?" Blaine stretched his back and Kurt watched with an appreciative eye.

"I figured we'd go to that private pool we pay for but don't actually use," Kurt remarked, winking back at Blaine. Kurt knew Blaine liked to go to the pool, but Kurt didn't go often because he was too shy about his body.

"Uh. Yes. Good idea. We should tell Santana and Hayden. We all pay to belong and none of us go. Plus, it would be an excuse to see Hayden." Blaine picked up his phone, "I was actually just texting her."

"About what?"

"She had some morning sickness this morning and I was trying to figure out what she's having. Apparently if she throws up a lot it's a boy.."

"That's repulsive," Kurt wrinkled his nose, "what did she say?"

"That she wasn't going to answer such a lewd question," Blaine frowned, "Maybe we could try the needle test…"

"Or we could wait like everyone else," Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand again, "Come on, let's get our swimming suits on."

Twenty minutes later Blaine emerged in his low-slung bright yellow swim trunks. Kurt wore a matching pair in green. He also added a polo. Blaine just added a tank top.

"Did you put on sunscreen?" Blaine asked, holding out the SPF 80 to Kurt.

Kurt took it and rolled his eyes, "You are such a dad."

"I know! Speaking of which, Hayden and Santana are meeting us." Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and they made their way down to the pool.

Kurt smiled over at Blaine, who was obliviously humming to himself and looking up at the high rises. That's what Kurt still loved about Blaine – he'd never lose the wide eye'd innocence he had when they first moved to the city. But it was more than that – Kurt loved the way Blaine always insisted on walking on the outside and wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist. Not because he thought Kurt was weak, but just because he wanted to. Kurt couldn't remember the last time they'd walked anywhere without holding hands. The walk to the pool wasn't far, and Kurt found himself wishing it would be further, just so he could spend more time like this with Blaine.

Blaine and Kurt made their way up to the top of the building to where the huge pool was. Since it was late August, most of the people who used the pool were either in the Hamptons or had already ventured to their winter homes. There were only three other people lounging on the chairs in the heat. Two of which were Hayden and Santana.

Santana stood up and made her way to Kurt and Blaine. The pool boy immediately looked at her, and even Kurt couldn't blame him. Santana was wearing a tiny yellow bikini with red polka dots. She had huge sunglasses and a hat on, she held a margarita in her hand. "Hello boys!" She kissed both of them on the cheeks and led them to the chairs she saved.

Both Kurt and Blaine walked over the Hayden and kissed her cheek and her stomach, a habit they formed over time. Santana supervised, like normal.

One of the workers came over and Blaine ordered a Ciroc Caribbean while Kurt ordered his usual mint mojito. Hayden sipped on her water.

"It is your fault that I can't drink," she said to Blaine.

Blaine glanced down at her, "Do you have sunscreen on?"

She held up a bottle, "Yes."

"Hayden," Blaine started reaching through his tote bag, "That is not good enough. SPF 15? Are you serious? Here, I have SPF 80." He pulled out the bottle and handed it to her.

Hayden stuck her tongue out at Blaine but put the lotion on, "Can you get my back, Papa Bear?"

"Of course," Blaine squirted it on his hands and put it all over her back.

"That's the closest you're ever getting to touching her, Blaine," Santana drawled from her seat.

Blaine mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like, "Thank God."

Santana stood, throwing her magazine down, "I'm going over to the hot tub, anyone joining me?"

Kurt snorted, "No. Blaine and I are going in the pool, it's too cold."

"Can I?" Hayden looked up at Blaine.

"I…don't know, actually. Let me check." Blaine pulled out his copy of What to Expect and checked the contents. He skimmed the book quickly and frowned, "No, you can't. I'm sorry."

She shrugged, "Whatever. I'm getting cucumber salad anyway. And peanut butter."

Santana rolled her eyes and walked towards the hot tub, "You are going to ring this city dry of cucumbers."

"Is that what you're craving?" Kurt asks incredulously.

"And peanut butter. But mostly anything cucumber," Hayden bit her lip, "Do you think they can juice a cucumber?"

Blaine's smile was huge as he looked at Kurt, "Cucumbers mean a girl!"

"Does it really?" Kurt's eyes glittered, "What does peanut butter mean?"

Blaine looked through another one of his books, "It means she's going to carry low, whatever that means." Blaine closed the book and threw it back in his tote, where he had several other books. "Time to go in the pool, I hope it isn't as cold as last time." Blaine stripped off his tank top and stuck a toe in the water.

Kurt didn't give him an option, he crept forward and gave him a giant push into the icy water. Blaine screamed and flailed his arms as he flew under and sank to the bottom. He decided to float around for a minute and then reemerged, splashing Kurt in the process. "Hey! Don't get this polo wet!" Kurt screamed, running back to Hayden.

"Don't get me involved in this! I'm reading one of these books!" She held up a copy of Pregnancy for Dummies.

"Come in, you big baby!" Blaine called, splashing Kurt again.

"Fine!" Kurt ran and cannonballed right on top of Blaine, pulling him under.

Kurt took off swimming down the pool, with Blaine chasing right behind him. Blaine eventually took him down and grabbed Kurt, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "You taste like chlorine," Blaine giggled, leaning back in for another kiss.

"You do too," Kurt laughed, scrunching his hands through Blaine's curls that he doesn't see too often."

"Aw, don't you two look cute," Santana chimed as she dived into the pool gracefully and emerged ten feet away.

"Hot tub too hot for you?" Kurt shot at her.

"Nah, the boob group came in," Santana motioned to the group of 19-year-old girls who all had plastic surgery and carried small dogs. "Want to play a game of guess which ones are real?"

"I'd prefer not to stare at their chests, thanks," Kurt said, pulling Blaine onto his back like a monkey.

"Kurt, I'm going to break your back," Blaine laughed.

"No, you're fine." He didn't tell Blaine that he only did it because he wanted the girls to know that Blaine was taken.

Blaine broke off though, afraid he was hurting Kurt. "I'm going to go make sure Hayden is okay, she ran to the bathroom a few minutes ago." He pushed himself out of the pool right in front of the girls, not even noticing them.

"Hey!" One of the girls winked at him, "Can you help me put some sunscreen on?"

Blaine looked at the girl with the sunscreen in her hand, "Can you have one of your friends help you? I'm sorry, I just need to go check on someone."

Blaine streaked to the woman's bathroom and knocked just in case Hayden wasn't the only woman in the room. "Come in, Blaine," she groaned from the other side of the door.

Blaine hurried in and grabbed a washcloth. He quickly put cold water on it and knelt next to Hayden, rubbing it over her forehead. "How bad is it?" he murmured, tucking another towel under her knees.

"Not too bad. I just the cucumber salad too quickly," Hayden smiled weakly at Blaine, "But morning sickness also means girl."

"I know," he smiled, "Do you feel like it's a girl?" His eyes were wide as he stared at Hayden.

She leaned back and used the cloth to whip her mouth, "Sometimes. But other times I don't really know."

Blaine pulled a water bottle out of his bag and offered it to Hayden, who guzzled it. "Ready to go face the world again?"

She laughed and allowed him to pull her up, "Yeah, I heard the boob group is back. They make me feel great about myself."

"You look beautiful, you're glowing," Blaine opened the door after Hayden washed her mouth out.

"Sir," a worker motioned for Blaine, "we don't approve of that here. The local YMCA is just down the street."

"No! She's pregnant and I was just making sure she's okay," Blaine said.

The woman raised an eyebrow.

"She's out surrogate," Blaine motioned towards Kurt.

"Still. I'm sorry but we can't make exceptions," the woman's eyes softened slightly and she walked away.

Blaine pulled Hayden towards the shallow end of the pool. They walked by the girls who glared at Hayden.

"Ew. Is that his girlfriend? Gross. Look at her stomach!" one of the girls whispered loud enough so that both Kurt and Santana heard. They had waited until they were five feet away from Blaine and Hayden.

"I know," another girl, with long dark hair giggled, "Put that stomach away. No one wants to see it."

"And he's such a hottie. He shouldn't be with someone like that, oink." A blonde girl laughed as she sipped her cosmopolitan.

Kurt wanted to punch them all.

Santana swam over and pushed herself out of the pool and glared at them, "What did you say?"

"Oh please. Just tell your friend to save my eyesight and put a one piece on, okay?" The blonde girl glared at Santana.

Santana leaned forward and put her hands on her hips, she was aware that now Blaine and Hayden were listening, so she turned her attention to the one with black hair: "Perdone, skank, pero ella está embarazada. Ella no es gorda, realmente. Ahora si quieres hablar de mi novia nuevo termino cada uno de ustedes. No podría parecer que mucho, pero la confianza que me que estoy desde Alturas de Lima Adyacentes y se pondrá a todo tipo de freaky a todos ustedes. Tengo una hoja de afeitar en mis fondos de bikini." Santana turned and glared at Kurt and Blaine, "We're leaving."

Hayden, dazed, got out of the pool, "What just happened there?"

"The girls were checking you out," Kurt whispered as he held her hand as she left the pool.

"Ew. I'm pregnant," she hissed, putting a hand over her stomach.

"They know that now," Kurt reassured her as he helped her tie the wrap dress around her swimming suit. "Do you want some more maternity clothes?" he asked gently, noticing that the dress was a little snug.

"If you have any done. I don't understand why I'm growing this much. Maybe I'm eating a lot. But I'm hungry like all the time." Hayden looked thoughtful for a moment, "in fact, maybe when I get back I'll have a cheese wiz sandwich.."

Santana shuddered and glared at her.


Four hours later Kurt, Blaine, Carole, Burt, Catherine, and Jack Jr sat around the living room, discussing everything from baby names to nursery colors.

"All I'm saying," Burt held his hands up and looked Blaine and Kurt in the eyes, "is that I wouldn't say no to having a grandson named Burt."

Carole smiled at her husband as she knit a mint green blanket, "What colors are you decorating the nursery in, boys? I have about twelve different blankets because that way you'll never run out and I know you will probably match the baby's outfit to your outfits Kurt, so why not match the blanket too?"

"We have names picked out, Dad, and we're not sharing them yet," Kurt gripped Blaine's hand.

"Come on, boy, let me in!" Burt tried to pick up Blaine's baby planner, but failed and earned a slap on the wrist from Carole.

Catherine laughed at the pair and leaned forward, "Does Hayden need anything? Food? Clothes? Does their house have air conditioning? What about her shampoo, is it organic?"

"Mom, everything is fine. She's only two months pregnant so far, so she really doesn't need clothes. We've been making them dinner lately because that was Hayden's job and we want her off her feet as much as possible. They have air conditioning, and I have no idea what shampoo she uses but I'm sure it's fine."

"No, Blaine. I used regular shampoo when I had you and your hair is all over the place," his mother teased him lovingly.

"Oh god, we better get stock in the tar company right away. If it's a girl we're going to invest in a straightener right away." Kurt's eyes were wide.

"Stop! My hair isn't that bad! And I don't use tar!" Blaine turned bright red.

"Forget his hair, just know his name is down at Dalton already," Jack said.

"Dad, you don't even know if it is a boy, Hayden thinks she's having a girl!" Blaine commented.

Carole and Catherine leaned forward at the same time. Burt coughed and tried to hide the happy tear in his eye.

"A girl? We've never had a woman born into the family," Jack remarked, "But I will love the baby no matter what." He quickly clarified.

"Maybe we'll find out at the ultrasound," Kurt tried, not wanting to get his hopes up too high.


2 days later

Kurt and Blaine stood next to Hayden as the doctor put the clear gel on her stomach and for the first time they both saw their baby.

"Oh my god, Blaine!' Kurt looked at Blaine with tears in his eyes, gripping even tighter, "That's our baby!"

"Our baby," Blaine echoed.

"Do you want to hear it's heartbeat?" the doctor asked.

"YES!" Blaine said, jumping a little, "Loud and strong," he prayed.

The doctor moved around a little bit before they all heard the noise.

"Is that?" Kurt asked, truly believing this was the best sound he had ever heard.

"Our baby!" Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. "But why is it so fast?" he turned to the doctor, "Is something wrong?"

The doctor listened for a moment, frown lines on her face. She moved the wand around and peered at all sides of Hayden's stomach.

Hayden looked like she was going to pass out. She didn't know what she'd do if something was wrong with the baby.

The doctor's face broke into a smile, "Your babies are perfectly healthy."


Reviews? Thoughts? Feelings? Baby names (even though I think I already have them picked out)?