A New Day

Chapter 11

The entire New Directions joined together in the Hummel Hudson house hold as they welcomed the New Year . The celebrations doubled up to celebrate the soon to be Hummel Anderson family. Time passed swiftly and soon they were just roughly five weeks away from D-Day.

For Blaine the almost constant back ache, the unpredictable and excruciating cramps, the incendiary heart burn and humiliating flatulence, notwithstanding. It was truly a magical time.

He and Kurt had never been closer and more in love. They were going to be married; they would soon have a baby. They'd be a family.

Sure, it was a little early in their life, but with a little help and a lot of skimping, they would make it. It was so close, he could almost taste it.

By mid January, Blaine's discomfort had grown manifold. His tummy had grown enough to be awarded its own zip code. It'd been weeks, since he'd had any deep sleep. The kid had taken to kicking his bladder on the most inopportune moments resulting in mortifying incidents.

Kurt was so incredibly patient and loving through it all. He gave him almost constant back rubs, stretched his feet when they cramped. He even helped him practise Lamaze every day. It made him feel very guilty, when they did that. He hadn't told Kurt about his little secret yet.

He couldn't deliver this baby 'normally'.

Wait.,..Was he even allowed to use that word in his context anymore?

Josef had told him in his first pre natal visit that his birth canal had not developed as it should have. It was no where strong enough to push a baby through. If they waited too long into labour the baby would tear the canal and both of them would probably die of shock. He had to have a C-section as soon as he went into labour.

Now, they knew that Josef was a highly skilled obstetrician but he was also self taught and therefore not really allowed to practice legally within the US. This did NOT really inspire a lot of confidence. Josef claimed he had 'friends in high places' who gave him access to a private surgery anytime he needed it. Still the idea of giving birth was freaking terrifying.

Lately, he'd get hot and cold flushes all the time. The muggy slushy weather was not helping either. Lima had been getting torrential rainfall and thunderstorms all week. So when late on 17th yet another storm knocked the power out for the umpteenth time, It was enough to drive the very pregnant man up the wall.

With the air conditioning out, sitting indoors became unbearable. To add to the misery his back was simply killing him, it made him so mad at his body that he started sobbing quietly into his pillow.

Kurt could never bear to see Blaine like this. So against his better judgement, Kurt led Blaine out carefully to walk around the front yard for a bit. Out of the house for the first time in literally a month the boys grinned, linked pinkies and walked, well! Kurt walked, Blaine waddled.

The fresh air felt good, even as the pain in his back snaked to his lower belly. Blaine's breath hitched but he quickly wiped the frown from his face, even the slightest sign of discomfort and Kurt would march him right back in. And they had only just stepped put.

They were so engrossed in enjoying the slight drizzle, that they didn't register the shadows which were moving closer to them.

" DAD! DAD! MOM! HELP! PLEASE ! OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD! DAD!"

Burt was up and stumbling down the stairs within seconds. He grabbed Kurt who was bloody and screaming hysterically.

" Kurt ! Baby what happened? Where's Blaine?"

"They took him! He was hot ...so we just stepped out for a second...daddy they pulled him in a car! ...they took him away! Oh God they'll kill him...Dad!"

"Who took him?"

"It was Azimio and Karofsky!"

" Hey ! Hey! Kurt, look at me we'll fix this. We'll find Blaine. Finn! get the car...call everybody...we need all the help we can get"

"Kurt sweetie are you bleeding? Did they hurt you? Carole was looking alarmed at Kurt's blood spattered sodden pyjamas.

"What? No! No! I just got punched...oh God! is this?...it's Blaine...he's bleeding!"

Hot iron! It felt like hot iron ripping his insides. He gasped, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to breathe through the pain, trying to...to understand.

I am lying at the back of a van and I am being driven away by Karofsky and Azimio. How the hell did that happen? we were having such a great day!

Must've blacked out because they've left me alone...why were they doing this? Am I about to be lynched? Oh my god another... aaah...ohhhhhh... this is incredibly painful.

I am wet and sticky... Oh! God this is blood!

My water broke!

Kurt come quickly please!

I am sorry...I am sorry. I know you guys aren't crazy bout cliff-hangers, but I am soo tired and sleepy. If I continue now, I know I'll do a lousy job. So please bear with me till tomorrow.

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