A/N: I received an anon review. Here's how it went – From: xszn : Again… MPREG? WHO THE HELL CAME UP WITH THAT? I'm sure you're a very talented author (why, thank you.), but this is getting ridiculous (you are too). At first I didn't even know what 'Mpreg' meant (ever heard of Google?) but reading more of this fic I kind of figured it out.. and it's just.. WHY? (Kurt being pregnant is adorable and this is fiction where I can make Kurt sprout angel wings if I wanted to.)
XSZN, I sincerely apologized for tainting your virgin eyes. If you just had the courage to post a signed review, I would have been happy instead of having to track you down and block you the rest of your internet life. JUST KIDDING. Anyway, you're entitled to your own opinion and I respect that.
….Seriously, I don't even know why people bother to read things and in the end, say something like that anon review. I had been cautious and even put warnings that if mpreg wasn't your thing, leave the damn page. And if you don't know what mpreg is, there is always good 'ol Google to help you with your dilemma. You don't have to read the story to know what mpreg is. C'mon, don't give yourself something to be mad about.
A/N 2: Thanks for all those who appreciated this story. And I apologized for the late update. I think this chapter is mostly a filler.
Warning: My knowledge of medical terms is zero to none. Google had been really helpful. Please spare me the wrath of Hippocrates. And also, my knowledge of police stuffs is courtesy of Prison Break.
Chapter 21: Complicated
Kurt remembered the first time he met Noah Puckerman. It was at the corporate party which Finn had practically dragged him into. He was really hesitant at first because partying was really not his scene but now, he was more than grateful that he'd agreed to go. There, he met the man who gave him happiness he couldn't fathom. Yes, he would admit it. Noah Puckerman was not exactly Man of the Year when they first met but slowly, Puck had managed to be the man Kurt always wanted. Puck might be too blunt with his words but he was just being truthful. He's a bad boy outside but a complete angel inside.
He remembered how Puck had been gentle the first night they were together. Kurt felt that Puck wanted it rough with the way his hands gripped his hips but Puck remained gentle. Kurt shook his head at the thought as he continued to stare blankly at the glass wall, not wanting to absorb the things he was currently seeing on the other side. He squeezed his eyes shut as memories of Puck flooded his brain and he had to hold back tears that were threatening to spill.
There was Puck at the groceries, reaching at him to slide up the collar of his shirt which slid unceremoniously off his shoulder. Puck handing him the Egg McMuffin which Finn couldn't get for him when he was craving for it so badly, Puck rubbing soothing circles on his back while he vomited because of morning sickness, Puck giving him a slow sexy smile which gave Kurt frenzied butterflies in the stomach, Puck whispering sweet nothings on his belly and kissing it softly.
"Kurt?"
He slowly turned around and saw Maxxie's blurry figure. Kurt then realized that tears were starting to flow from his eyes and he just found himself sobbing uncontrollably in Maxxie's embrace.
Kurt's body convulsed in tears as Maxxie rubbed circles on his back to calm him. As soon as tears came out, there was no stopping them. He had finally succumbed. He promised not to cry because he knew that Puck would want him to stay strong, for himself and for their baby.
Maxxie walked them to nearest plastic chair at the hospital's hallway. The smell of antiseptic floated everywhere. He hated that smell. He hated being in hospitals because it reminded him of death and unhappiness. He should be with Puck in a happy place and away from people who wanted to hurt them. He wanted to have a peaceful life with the man he loved and their soon to be family. Was that too much to ask?
Kurt wiped away the tears from his face and he forced himself to breathe rhythmically. He took large gulps of air to calm his frayed nerves. Tears wouldn't do him good. They just made him weaker and he needed to be strong at times like this. Today marked the fourth month of his pregnancy and Puck told him that they would be celebrating it by eating tons of ice cream. Kurt knew how Puck hated pigging out on too much calorie, saying that it would ruin his perfect abs. Kurt teased him by poking Puck's abs and saying that it wasn't as hard as before. Puck's eyes went wide comically and Kurt burst out laughing and retracted what he said. Kurt smiled despite the tears. Puck was lively and healthy that time but now, he was lying on the hospital bed with tubes connected to his body and looking lifeless. Puck's usual tanned skin was now pale as a ghost.
"He's going to be okay Kurt." Maxxie assured him as he continued to rub on his back. "Puck is a strong guy. He knows that you and Chevy need him. He's not going to give up."
Kurt sniffed as he stood up and walked back again to the glass partition that separated him and Puck. He felt Maxxie followed the action.
"It had been three days and he's not yet waking up." Kurt said hoarsely as he stared at Puck's sleeping form. A long tube was connected to his mouth from the oxygen tank behind him. Kurt couldn't look anymore so he turned his gaze and just focused on Puck's left hand, the hand which used to hold him strongly. Tears sprung again in his eyes and he closed them to stave off the tears.
"The doctors said that it was because of the blood loss. His body was still recuperating and the bullet must have shocked his body. We just have to be grateful that no vital organs were damaged."
"I miss him so badly Max. I just want to see his eyes again and hear his voice. I..I can't lose him." Kurt turned his back from the glass wall and looked at the passing doctors and nurses. Everything around him seemed to be moving in a blur then afterwards, in a slow motion. It was like he was in some sort of a dream, a bad dream to be exact.
He remembered three days ago how Maxxie's voice was so frantic when he told him over the phone that he and Tony found Puck lying in a pool of blood. He couldn't remember the rest of the conversation because he had dropped his phone to the floor; his hand was too clammy and jelly-like to hold onto it. Blood had pounded in his ears and his heart pounded so hard in his chest when the news started to sink in. He remembered how his knuckles turned white from gripping the kitchen stool for support because his legs were too weak to carry him that time.
He suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder, snapping him out of his reverie.
"Puck's awake."
Kurt quickly turned around and a soft sob escaped from his lips as he saw Puck blinking against the light.
"Call the doctor Maxxie." Said Kurt as Puck turned his head to him. His soft hazel eyes were still unfocused but Kurt couldn't ask for more.
***!***
"Are you sure you feel fine?" Kurt asked for the nth time as he fed Puck ice chips. Puck nodded and smiled. Kurt let out a small sigh of relief as he reached out to arrange the pillow behind Puck so he could prop his back on it comfortably. Kurt was glad that some of the tubes connected to Puck were already gone and Puck could now breathe by himself. When Puck finally opened his eyes, Kurt had been more than happy.
"I feel fine baby. You don't have to worry yourself." Puck said in his still hoarse voice. The result of the lack of usage for three days was still in effect. "I can even make love to you now if you want." Puck joked as he wriggled his eyebrows playfully. Kurt slapped his left arm affectionately then kissed it quickly.
Kurt then moved forward and captured Puck's lips with his own. Puck's lips were chapped but Kurt could care less. Their warmth was enough to tell him that Puck was here and he was alive.
"I love you." Kurt whispered softly and he felt Puck smiled on his lips. Being with Puck like this had erased the entire horrible ordeal of the last three days. Those days seemed to happen a long time ago. And as far as Kurt was concerned, he just wanted to forget it happened because dealing with the thought of losing Puck was not really something that he wanted to remember.
"I love you more." Puck whispered back and their kiss deepened. Kurt was now backed in his happy place.
***!***
"The police had launched a man hunt operation for that bitch." Tony said as Puck watched him paced back and forth, practically burning a trail on the living's room carpet. It was his first day at home after the three-week stay at the hospital. The doctors had told him that he still needed to rest since his wound might look okay on the outside but it was still fresh on the inside and any heavy work could make it bleed inside. "They think Santana was currently out of the state. Officer Kent told me that he will contact the feds tomorrow." Tony continued. Officer Kent was their family friend and Puck knew that the man would help him the best way he could. Officer Kent was more of a father to them than their own father who didn't even have the grace to visit him at the hospital. Not that it mattered because truth was, he didn't give a squat about it.
"Mom said hello by the way." Tony said when he remained silent. Puck chuckled bitterly. It took a bullet for his mom to remember that he was still alive. She was currently in Paris, trying to deny the fact that their precious company was going down the pits. Puck shook his head. It was their company who had almost killed him in the first place. If it wasn't for the whole saving the company deal, he wouldn't be here sporting a huge bandage around his torso.
"Did Santana's parents know what happened?" Puck asked, the name of his ex-fiancée rolled bitterly on his tongue. He pitied the Lopez's for having a psychopathic daughter.
Tony snorted. "Of course they knew that's why there's a news blackout. They wouldn't want the press hounding on them. They now knew everything, including your relationship with Kurt."
Puck eyed his brother. He knew that Tony was trying to hide something from him judging from the way he shifted his eyes away from him when he tried to make eye contact. "C'mon bro, spill the rest." He said flatly. Tony stiffened at the words.
Tony breathed deeply and he looked like he was in a struggle. "They pulled out from the merger. Our investors learned about it and they are also starting to pull out their share one by one. You know that they only stayed because of the upcoming merger."
Puck pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. He knew that it would happen but not sooner like this. He had thought that he could still manage to save the company even without the merger but he needed more time but now that their investors were pulling out their share, time was not of the essence. Puckerman Corp was sinking fast.
"Don't worry Puck, we could do a corporate rehab. We still have some liquid assets and we could use my trust fund." Tony offered. Puck shook his head. He wouldn't allow his little brother to sacrifice because of him. "It's not yet too late Puck. We could still save the company even without the merger."
Puck nodded. Tony was right. Maybe they could do something about the company. Puck then wondered. Why did his life become so complicated all of a sudden? Sometimes, he really wanted to give up, to just let it all go. Seeing the barrel of the gun had made him realized how his life turned upside down. Letting Santana shoot had crossed his mind that time but when he remembered Kurt's smiling face, adrenaline pumped in his veins telling him to fight and not let the bitch maneuvered his life.
It was the same smiling face that was giving him the courage to stand up and do something. With that energizing thought, he motioned at his brother to go with him to study room so they could plan what to do next.
Yes, sometimes he really wanted to give up, to just let it all go but thinking about Kurt and Chevy made him realized that some things were worth fighting for.
***!***
"Are you really moving in with Puck?" Maxxie asked as he peeled an apple. They were both in the kitchen preparing dinner but in Maxxie's case, he was more likely just staring and making a lot of mess. Kurt should have known better. Maxxie was into being served, not the other way around.
"He said that it's safer for me and Chevy since Santana is still on the loose." He shivered at the thought. As much as possible, he really didn't want to think about it since it was just adding to his stress manual.
"How sweet of him." Maxxie said flatly but Kurt knew that his best friend was more than favor with his relationship with Puck. It was Maxxie who insisted that he should go after Puck in the first place. "But seriously, I think it's a good idea. That way, he could watch over you."
Kurt smiled dreamily and Maxxie threw a piece of carrot at him which he flung back quickly. "Do you think Noah will like Lima?" He asked out of the blue. Truthfully, he had thought of asking Puck if they could stay in Lima until he gave birth. Lima was a safe place for him. It was a small town and he doubted Santana would find them there.
Maxxie chewed on his lower lip. "I don't know Kurt, he's a city boy. I doubt if he will like it there. Plus, he works here."
Kurt sighed. Maxxie was right but he couldn't help but think that Lima was probably the best place for them right now. Santana was still out there. The past three weeks had been danger free but it didn't mean that their problems were over. Kurt would still have to look for his back until Santana was caught. God knew what the girl could do.
"Tony told me that the cops are looking for that psychopath and the feds are now involved." Maxxie said as he reached out to squeeze his shoulder. "Sooner, everything will be okay."
Kurt gave him a small smile. He hoped that the cops would catch Santana sooner. He knew that he wouldn't be able to handle anymore if something bad happened to Puck or to him or worse, to Chevy. He placed a hand on his stomach. The material of his white shirt was already stretched out over his tummy. He was already nearing his fifth month and he was getting bigger as days passed.
"Yes, everything will be fine."
***!***
"Tony." Maxxie grunted as he tried to push Tony away from him but the latter still continued to suck a bruise on the curve of his neck. They were on Tony's bed and Tony was currently lying on top of him. The movie that they were supposed to be watching was now left forgotten and they were currently doing Tony's favorite hobby for the past weeks, making out with him. "Tony." He repeated.
Tony stopped his ministration and looked up at him but didn't say anything. Maxxie watched as Tony inched closer and then captured his lips in a hard kiss. Things that he was about to say was quickly erased and all he could think about was the sensation of having Tony's tongue languidly tangled with his. Maxxie left out a soft moan at the back of his throat as Tony continued to nip and bite on his already swollen lips.
"So fucking sexy when you make those noises." Tony said as he pulled away for the much needed air. He was about to dive again but Maxxie was on alert now as he placed a hand on either side of Tony's shoulders. Tony gave him a puzzled look as he cocked an eyebrow.
"Why are we doing this?" Maxxie asked and instantly, Tony's face darkened in a scowl. He knew that Tony was avoiding this topic whenever he tried to bring it up but Maxxie was not one of those people who let other people pushed them around. He wanted to know the answer right now. He'd been thinking about their status. What were they? Were they boyfriends? Was he just a diversion for Tony? Was Tony suffering from bi-curious syndrome? Those questions had plagued him and he wanted an answer right now. He wanted to know where he stood.
"Do we really have to talk about that? C'mon Maxxie, I'm horny as hell. Can we just talk about it later?" Tony asked as he slipped his hands inside Maxxie's shirt. Maxxie shivered from the touch but he was not going to let Tony get away this time.
"Answer my question Tony." Maxxie snapped as he pushed Tony's hands away. Tony cursed loudly.
"I thought only girls have issues like that." Tony replied as he grumpily snatched his discarded shirt on the floor and pulled it over his head. "Look Maxxie. I like kissing you and fucking you. Why do you have to ruin that for me?" Tony added bluntly.
Maxxie swallowed the bitter lump in his throat. The answer was as good as Tony admitting that he was only fooling around with him, no strings. Maxxie was starting to hate himself. He knew from the start that being with Tony was a bad idea. When would he learn to keep his paws off straight guys who only wanted a good fuck from him? It would be easier to stay away if he hadn't let himself fall because no matter how hard he tried to deny it, the truth that he was in love with Tony always resurfaced.
Maxxie was about to open his mouth to reply when a soft knock on the door interrupted him. He quickly arranged himself in a more dignified look since Tony had just ravished him. He heard Tony shouted 'come in.'
A slender blonde girl in a yellow strapless mini dress and black knee high boots walked in with a smile on her face and a luggage in her hand. Maxxie wondered who she was as he felt an irrational surge of jealously on the way Tony was looking at the girl.
"Kate, what are you doing here?" Tony asked in a surprise tone. The girl dropped her luggage on the floor and spread her hands wide like she was trying to show something.
"I came here to surprise you. Did I interrupt anything?" She said as her smile dropped a notch when she finally landed her eyes on Maxxie. "Did I just interrupt a game night?" She added and Maxxie suppressed an eye roll.
Maxxie stood up from the bed. "Uh no, I am about to leave." He said as he grabbed his jacket from Tony's desk chair. The talk with Tony would have to wait. Clearly, this blonde girl had some kind of agenda tonight.
The blonde girl smiled as she extended a hand in his direction.
"By the way, I'm Kate Andrews, Tony's girlfriend." The girl said. Blood rushed to his ear and he was having hard time breathing. He automatically took the girl's hand and shook it gently. He took a quick glance at Tony's direction. Tony averted his eyes almost instantly and Maxxie felt a cold hollow feeling in his stomach.
He quickly ran out of the room. The talk was no longer needed. He now knew why Tony didn't want to answer the question.
***!***
Kurt watched Puck as the latter eyed the ultrasound machine suspiciously. He stifled a giggle when Puck took the transducer and jiggled it like it would produce a sound any second. They were about to find out Chevy's gender in a few minutes. Puck was excited when Kurt told him yesterday that his ob-gyne called him to tell that he was now ready for the ultrasound. Now, they were waiting anxiously for the sonographer to come in the examination room. Kurt was already wearing a hospital gown and Puck teased him that he looked heavier.
Suddenly, the door of the examination room opened and a brunette woman in her thirties came in with a stethoscope slung around her neck.
"Hello daddies. I'm Dr. Carter and I'll be the one to do the sonogram. Are you both excited?" The woman said good-naturedly as he gestured at Kurt to lie down on the gurney. "Every male pregnancy is really a miracle for me because it's very rare. And that just make it more precious." The good doctor said as she spread the cold gel on his tummy. Kurt tightened his hold on Puck's hand as the cold gel made contact on his skin.
"Did it hurt him?" Puck asked anxiously, gesturing at the gel. The doctor smiled and shook her head. She pushed some buttons on the ultrasound machine and grabbed the transducer and placed it gently on Kurt's round stomach.
"Do you see your baby?" The doctor asked and both his and Puck's eyes flew to the monitor. Kurt watched in awe as the glob on the screen started to make sense. He was seeing Chevy for the first time. Chevy looked so big and the tiny fists were curled. He felt tears stung his eyes at the sight of his baby. He glanced at Puck who was eyeing the screen with a happy contented look on his face. Kurt saw him wiped his finger on his eyes gingerly. "There's the head, the arms and the legs. Congratulations daddies. You're having a girl."
Puck punched the air after the doctor announced the gender. Kurt knew that Puck really wanted a girl but he said that it was also fine if it was a boy. "Yes! I'm having a princess." Puck said joyfully as he leaned down to give him a kiss. "Thank you Kurt. And I love you so much."
"I love you too." Kurt said as he kissed Puck back. Someone cleared a throat and they both sprung apart. They forgot that Dr. Carter was still in the room.
"How many copies do you want?" She asked, talking about the sonogram images.
Kurt counted in his head, one for him and Puck, one for Maxxie, Tony and Finn, then for his dad and Carole. "Seven copies." The doctor nodded then excused herself to get to the printer.
"So where to go?" Puck asked as he helped Kurt changed into his clothes. "Do you want to go back to the mansion and make out?"
Kurt laughed. "You sounded like a teenager." He teased as he slapped Puck playfully on the chest. "We still have to sign up for the Lamaze class."
Puck pouted adorably then rolled his eyes playfully. Kurt laughed heartily. Moments like this were hard to come by and all Kurt wanted right now was to catch each and every detail of Puck's facial expressions and gestures.
He didn't know why but there was something at the back of his mind that was telling him that some good days never last. Of course, that feeling was already anticipated since Santana was still out there and any minute, she could show herself and threaten their lives again but Kurt still felt uncomfortable. He knew that the cops were already looking for Puck's ex-fiancée and he should have nothing to worry about.
"Hey baby, is there something wrong?" Puck asked, concern was etched on his handsome face.
Kurt shook his head. There were a lot of wrongs in the world but just as long as Puck was there with him, he could face them all.
Tbc…
A/N: All mistakes are mine. I tried not to put a cliffhanger on this chapter since I received a review that my cliffhangers are overdone. Anyway, two more chapters to go and this will be finished, just giving a heads up. =) Reviews are lovely.
