Santana's Request

Author: GleekShip

Spoilers: End of Season 2 Through Season 3. May or May Not Use

Summary: Santana runs to Kurt in a time of need and makes one request of him.

Pairings: Kurt/Santana!Friendship

Santana's Request

Kurt carefully step through the front door while balancing Anita's car seat. He smiles at his accomplishment before setting her carefully on the couch. He rushes out the door. Santana is struggling to carry Adrian's car seat with the diaper bad up the front steps.

"Don't overdo it." Kurt says as he takes the diaper bag. "We don't want any accidents."

"Sorry. I just want to get him out of the cold." Santana apologizes as she steps over the threshold.

Kurt gives one last look at the Winter Wonderland outside before shutting the door.

Kurt looks to his children. "Welcome home kids."

Santana laughs. "Oh it's never felt so good to hear that."

Kurt gives her a sad smile before smiling wide. "Let's get them to their bed."

Kurt picks up Anita's car seat while Santana gets Adrian's. Kurt leads the way down the stairs to his room, each being careful with their feet.

"I am so happy you got everyone out of the house for out first day back." Santana smiles.

Kurt chuckles as he places the car seat by the baby crib. "Finn was easy to get rid of."

"Rachel?" Santana guesses as she sets her car seat down as well.

Kurt nods as he places Anita, then Adrian into the crib. "Yep. For dad and Carole, all I had to do was ask. Carole pushed dad to agree. Apparently Finn got it into his head that we're going to have sex again." Kurt chuckles.

"What?"

"Yeah. He told dad. Apparently since we had sex once, we'll do it again as soon as you can open your legs without pain." Kurt growls.

Santana glares at him. "Are you serious?"

"It's Finn."

"I'm going to kill him."

Kurt laughs as he catches her by wrapping his arms around her waist. "Let him thinks what he wants. If he thinks that I'm having sex with a beautiful girl, then let him. Both you and I and the entire universe besides Finn knows that I'm gay."

Santana laughs. "Fine. Fine." She turns in the hold so she's facing him. "So what do you want to do?"

"Well," Kurt takes a deep breath. "The twins are asleep and we should be alone for roughly five minutes before everyone comes here because Finn couldn't shut his mouth a give us a moments piece to be alone for a few hours." Santana laughs. "So you can decide."

Santana bites her lip and hesitates before pulling out of his hold. "I . . . there's something you should see." She keeps her back to him as she pulls out a manilla folder from the diaper bag. "Something that we should see." She slowly turns around and holds the folder out to Kurt.

Kurt hesitantly takes it. "What is it?"

"It'll . . . it'll tell us who the real father is. That's what those papers are." Santana answers softly.

Kurt mouth opens and closes. He slowly looks down to the folder in his hand.

The real father.

Kurt bites his lip.

It's not me. It'll never be me.

"Kurt."

Kurt looks up. Santana is standing in front of him.

She puts her hands on his shoulders. "This . . . this doesn't mean anything. It never will. You are the real father as far as everyone is concerned . . . and as far as I'm concerned."

Kurt's lip trembles.

"You know what? We don't need to know." She goes to take the folder, but Kurt holds on tight. "Come on Kurt. We don't need to know."

"We do." Kurt says softly.

"No. We do-"

Kurt looks up at Santana with teary-eyes. "It wouldn't be right. For after all this time of me pretending to be the father. We need to know who the real one is."

"Kurt . . ." She reaches up to cup the pale face. "This won't change anything. You know that. Right?"

Kurt slowly nods.

I am their father.

"I would just like to know. And we should in case any illnesses come around." Kurt pints out.

The corners of Santana's mouth lift slightly. "Yes sir, Doctor Hummel sir."

Kurt rolls his eyes, glad that she broke the tension. He slowly lifts the manilla folder so it's in between them.

"Do you want to do it?" Kurt asks nervously. "Because you'll recognize the person at least."

Santana nods and lets out a shaky breath. She takes the folder from Kurt and flips it open. Kurt becomes worried when her eyes stick to one spot. Her mouth drops open and her eyes fill with tears.

"Santana." Kurt says cautiously. "You're starting to scare me."

Santana drops the folder and lets it fall to the floor as he hand rushes to her mouth. Kurt hesitates on what to do.

He slowly reaches out to touch her shoulder. "Santana."

His fingers touch her. She breaks. Kurt barely catches her in his arms. Her sudden drop takes him to the ground. She curls up in his lap as he wraps his arms around her.

"Santana."

Who was it?

"Please talk to me." He runs his hands through her hair. "Talk to me."

Santana shudders into his shoulder. She jumps when they hear the door slam shut upstairs.

"Come on Santana. Pull yourself together and talk to me."

She takes a shaky breath before pointing at the folder. Kurt reaches out to pick it up. She quickly crawls out of his lap and stands.

"What-"

"Just read it. I'm going to go upstairs and let everyone to know to keep the noise down." She says calmly.

"But-"

"I'm fine Kurt. Just a little . . . a little shocked. Just . . . read it." She walks over to the staircase. "We'll talk later."

Kurt stares after her.

What has her so scared?

He looks down at the folder in his hand.

Is this guy so bad?

Kurt slowly stands up and sits on his bed. He holds the file in trembling hands.

You're a Hummel. You can do this.

Kurt opens the file and he focuses on the stand-out name.

It . . . it can't be.

Kurt quickly shuts the folder and shoves it under his pillow.

Not now. Not after all we've been through.

Kurt brings his hands up and covers his face. He lifts his knees up so he can cradle himself against them.

After . . . after everything. I don't think I can do this.

"Kurt."

Kurt quickly wipes the tears away on his hands and looks up.

"Puck."

Puck stands awkwardly at the bottom of the staircase. "Yeah. Santana said you'd need a friend right now. Me specifically she added when Sam was going to come down."

Kurt nods as he wipes a few missed tears.

"What's wrong little dude?" Puck asks as he makes his way over to the bed.

Kurt shrugs. "Nothing."

"Bull." The bed sinks down as Puck crawls across. He sits next to Kurt. "I'm here for you just as much as you are for me." He says quietly.

Kurt gives him a smile before laying his head on Puck's shoulder. "I know."

"So are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

Kurt shrugs. "I don't know. It's just . . . the pressure."

"I'm sure you're a fine dad. The best one that your kids could ask for." Puck smiles.

Kurt tenses a bit.

"Yeah." He agrees softly. "So . . ."

"No. Don't change the subject. You can't change the subject until you feel better." Puck stares him down.

Kurt chuckles. "I do feel better. Now that you're here."

"Oh." Puck smiles. "You're welcome little dude."

"Of course Noah." Kurt smiles.

"Who said you could call me Noah?" Puck asks with a smirk.

"You call me little dude. So it's only fair that I get to call you something that your preferred name." Kurt explains.

Puck chuckles. "Fine, but only when we're alone. I don't want to lose my rep because I let someone call me Noah."

"Wouldn't dream of it." Kurt bites back a smile.

Puck playfully elbows him in the side. Kurt sighs before reaching down and taking Puck's hand in his own. Kurt smiles when he doesn't pull away.

"Who would have thought that we'd become friends?" Kurt asks no one.

"I did." Puck answers after a second. "If you being a father hadn't pushed me to talk to you, I would have done it sooner or later."

"Really?"

Puck squeezes his hand. "Really. I wanted to by Sectionals. I guess I got it out of the way a bit earlier than that."

Kurt chuckles. "Yeah." He takes a deep breath before turning to face Puck. "Can I ask you something?"

Puck turns to look at him. "Sure."

Kurt shivers as the warm breath hits him.

"I know . . . that you might not think about this, but . . . would you . . . would you like to be Anita and Adrian's godfather?"

Puck's smile slowly gets bigger. "Are you serious?"

Kurt smiles back. "Completely. I want you to be there for them if I'm not. Or Santana's not. I think-no . . . I know that you'd be the next best person for them."

"Yes!" Puck yells. "Yes." He pulls Kurt into a hug. "Yes."

Kurt laughs into Puck's shoulder.

Puck suddenly pulls back with wide eyes. "Thank you little dude. Just . . ." He leans forward slowly, closing his eyes.

And a cliffhanger. The next part shall continue straight on from here. So a few developments in this chapter. Kurt and Santana know who the father is, and they will talk about it in an upcoming chapter so you will too. Also Puck is now a godfather to the twins. And of course, the cliffhanger.

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