"I've got a gun!" Blaine shouted, bluffing, but before he was actually forced to make good on the threat, a face peeked around the corner at them.

"Wait, Josh? What the FUCK are you doing here?" Blaine growled, instinctively squeezing Kurt closer to him.

"I didn't think you'd be here. I found a few of your things in my stuff and needed to grab something of mine. I was going to make the switch and leave my key and get out of your life for good."

"Didn't you do that already when you left me without so much as a word to me?"

"I left a note - "

"A note. A goddamn NOTE. And you thought that would be good enough to just erase seven fucking YEARS?" Blaine quickly extricated himself from under Kurt and got right up in Josh's face. "I loved you, Josh. I was devastated when you left. If Kurt hadn't been pregnant, I probably would've killed myself. OH WAIT. If Kurt hadn't been pregnant, you wouldn't have left, that's right, I forgot. HOW COULD YOU? How could you tell me that you wanted to start a family and then just LEAVE?"

"How could you not tell that I wasn't ready?" Josh countered. "I was overwhelmed! It wasn't work that gave me the ulcers, it was the thought of being a parent! I thought it was obvious!"

"Honey, calm down, you're going to make yourself sick." Kurt awkwardly pushed himself off the couch and went to Blaine, trying to intervene, but Blaine was too incensed to even notice that he had spoken.

"You yourself have called me Captain Oblivious on many occasions - why the hell would you have thought I'd notice? You have to TELL me things, Josh - I'm not a fucking mindreader!" He spun around, facing away from Josh, and buried his face in his hands. "You know what, Josh? Just go. Get whatever it is you left and get the hell out of here. I can't do this anymore."

Josh opened the door to the hall closet and grabbed a small velvet box that had been pushed to the far back corner of the top shelf. It was clear that he had put it there because Blaine would've never been able to reach it, or even see it, for that matter. He held it up for both Blaine and Kurt to see.

"I was going to ask you, you know. It was my dad's - it had been passed down for the last four generations. It wasn't really your style, but you would've appreciated the provenance. But it was for the best." He gestured at them, Blaine now curled protectively around Kurt's body. "For what it's worth, I'm not heartless. I knew from the moment we met Kurt that our days were numbered, Blaine. You didn't know it, but you guys acted like two soulmates discovering each other. I felt bad for leaving you like I did, but I knew Kurt would help you pick up the pieces. And it seems he did. You two looked so natural sitting there together. I apologize for the how, Blaine, but I don't apologize for the why."

Blaine was stunned into silence as he watched Josh drop a small bag on the coffee table next to them. "Take care of him, Kurt. I don't think you realize yet how good for him you'll be, but you guys will make it. I wish you two - three - a happy life." Josh set his key down on the table next to the bag and quietly left the room, a click a few seconds later confirming his departure.

Blaine flopped down heavily onto the couch with a soft thud. He buried his face in his hands, not wanting Kurt to see him crying. Again.

He felt the sofa cushion dip beside him as Kurt carefully set himself down. A tentative but strong arm wrapped around Blaine's back, and Kurt's cheek rested on Blaine's shoulder while Kurt allowed Blaine to process all that had just been said and done here.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked.

Blaine was silent for awhile. Long enough for Kurt to think he was either ignoring him or had fallen asleep. Then, "Yeah, actually, I think I am. As awful as those few days after he left me were, I think the right thing ended up happening. Sometimes we have to hurt a little on the way to our final destination. I thought I was happy before, but this just showed me that contentment and happiness aren't quite the same thing. I was content with my life before, totally okay with where it was going and how it was likely to end up. But now? Night and day. I am truly happy. There are some days I wake up giddy thinking of you and how I get to be with you. And the baby? I'm getting everything I ever wanted. So yeah, I'm good, Kurt." He lifted his head, his eyes watery but sparkling, and flashed a wobbly smile at Kurt. "Don't worry. I'm not crying over him. More like the emotion is just kinda getting to me. Can - can we maybe go lay down, snuggle a bit, or something?"

"Of course," Kurt said, struggling to push himself up off the couch. Blaine quickly stood up and offered Kurt a hand. "I'm so tired today, so I am totally down with - oh fuck!" Kurt shouted, doubling over in pain and wrapping his free arm around his belly.

A/N: I can't get anything past you guys, can I?