"You told me you couldn't get pregnant."

"Well, I didn't think I could."

"You didn't think? You told me you were sure, Blaine. You told me it would be fine."

"Is this not okay?" Blaine frowns and licks his lips. "Are you really getting mad at me? The doctors told me it wasn't possible. I really didn't think I could."

"This has to be some... some mistake." Kurt stands up with Ben in his arms and walks over, placing the baby in his play pen and handing him a toy to hold onto. "They must have mixed up the blood work or something in the lab."

"Mistake?" He scoffs and looks down at his hands, not bothering to get angry. He's actually just sad, and kind of hurt. "Thanks, Kurt. I'm glad having a baby with me is a mistake."

"Come on, Blaine. Really?" He turns to look at him, glaring. "You know that's not what I meant. I didn't mean it like that."

"Then how did you mean it?" He looks up at him, still frowning. "Stop looking at me like that. You're looking at me as if I did something wrong."

"Well, Blaine, you kind of did." Kurt sighs and sits down, putting his face in his hands. "I should have worn a condom. I should have, but you said no. You told me no because you can't get pregnant."

"Wow… alright, well." Blaine takes a shaky breath and clears his throat. "I see where you stand on the subject. Thanks for your input, Kurt. I appreciate it."

"Our son is only four months old. That alone is enough to deal with." Kurt says, dropping his hands and looking up at him in exasperation. "We are not ready for another baby. We don't have the space, the time... plus, I'm still getting over my post-partum depression. I'm being practical, Blaine. Having another baby right now… it just… it wasn't my plan, okay?"

"Yeah… not your plan. Got it loud and clear." Blaine swallows hard and leans back against the couch. "I'll call the hospital and set up an appointment for another blood test to make sure, alright? I'm sure I'm not pregnant anyway. It was probably a mix-up." He shrugs and looks at his husband.

"Alright." He sighs and reaches over, gently cupping his cheek. "I love you."

Blaine forces a smile. "I love you, too."

Blaine stares down at the envelope in his hand and he takes a deep breath, trying to will himself to open it. Two weeks ago he went in for another blood test and they said they would send the results in the mail, and every day since then he's been checking and now it's finally here. When he talked to the doctor she told him that if he is pregnant, he's not very far along, which is why he's not showing any symptoms yet… which makes sense because Blaine did the math. He and Kurt had unprotected sex exactly three weeks before the military ball. Blood tests can detect pregnancy earlier than home tests. He sighs and slowly opens the envelope, skimming the letter to get to the important parts… and then that's that. Blaine puts the paper back inside the envelope and tucks into his bedside table drawer. Tears fill his eyes and he rests his hand on his belly, trying to take calming breaths. He's pregnant… and he wants to be happy, but he can't because he knows his husband isn't.

Blaine takes this rare alone time (Kurt took Benny and Moose to the park to see Finn and Rachel) to curl up in bed and cry his heart out. He knew he was pregnant from the moment he got the call. He never really believed that they mixed up his blood, which is why for the past two weeks he's been taking prenatal vitamins and declining all the offers from his friends to go out drinking. The only reason he told Kurt that stuff was so he would stop looking at him like that, blaming him for something he has no control over. Blaine really never thought this could happen, but he doesn't feel the same way Kurt does about it. They have nine months to prepare for another baby, and Ben will be older.

"Bllaaaiiinnneee!" Kurt sings as he enters the condo. "Honey, I'm home!"

"In the bedroom." Blaine sniffs and sits up, cleaning himself up and pulling himself together as his husband walks in with a cheery smile on his face. Moose jumps happily onto the bed and starts to lick Blaine's face. "Hey, buddy. Go lay down." He chuckles and looks at his husband. "What's up with you? Where's Ben?"

"I left him with Finn and Rachel for the evening." He grins and crawls onto the bed, flopping down as Moose curls up at the foot of the bed. "They love that kid. I swear, Rachel would steal him if she could." He laughs and sits up, poking his husband's bad shoulder gently. "Does it still hurt? You're lucky the bullet didn't actually hit your shoulder." The bullet just barely missed his bone.

"Yeah, I know. Although being grazed by a bullet isn't as dramatic as actually being shot." Blaine teases and smiles at him. "And no, it doesn't really hurt anymore. It's just sore." And then out of nowhere Kurt is kissing him and pushing him down onto the bed.

Surprised, Blaine lies back and watches as Kurt straddles his hips and leans down to kiss him again firmly. "Kurt…" He mumbles against his husband's lips. "What are you doing?"

"Kissing you…" He pulls back slightly and grins down at him, their noses touching. "We have an entire evening alone, Blaine. This is rare. Now kiss me."

Blaine turns his head and swallows hard. "I'm… I'm not really in the mood, Kurt. I'm sorry."

"Oh." Kurt rolls off of him and lies down, staring up at the ceiling. "… may I ask why you aren't in the mood? Did something happen while I was gone?"

"No." He says quietly. "I'm just… having an off day." He looks at him and takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry…"

"Don't be." Kurt looks at him and smiles, rolling over and curling into his side, resting his head on his chest. As soon as he does, he lets out a big yawn. "Ugh… a nap would be nice. I had to chase that dog all around the park because he wouldn't listen to me." He rolls his eyes and looks up at Blaine. "He only listens to you. It's so annoying. I hope Ben isn't like that when he's older."

"Mm."

"'Mm'?" Kurt raises his eyebrows and reaches up, flicking Blaine's nose playfully. "That's all I get, mister? Come on… talk to me. Why the long face?"

Blaine sighs and stares up at the ceiling for a long time, trying to decide what to say. "The blood test results came in the mail today." He explains nervously, trying to stay calm. It seems like he has to do that a lot lately.

"Oh?" He keeps looking up at him. "And what did it say?"

"Kurt, I'm pregnant." Just rip it off like a band-aide. "I'm pregnant and I know you don't like it, but it's happening and I'm keeping it whether or not you want-"

"Whoa, slow down, B." He moves to gently hover over his husband, a gentle smile on his lips. "I talked to Rachel today about you being pregnant… and she knocked some sense into me…" He cups his cheek and strokes it softly.

"What do you mean?" He asks quietly, searching his eyes.

"Well, for one, she told me I was an asshole for talking to you like I did… which I agree with and I plan on making it up to you." He smiles and kisses his nose. "And she also reminded me that you're my husband and having another baby, however unplanned, is not the end of the world." He laughs and kisses his lips firmly, sliding his hand down to rest on his stomach. "Now stop being so down… it makes me sad to know the thought of telling me you're pregnant makes you have an off day…"

"Wait, so you told her I was pregnant?" Blaine smiles a little and chuckles. "But you didn't know until now…"

"Of course I did." He rolls his eyes and smiles, pecking his lips. "I didn't really believe they mixed up the tests, Blaine."

"Neither did I…" He says slowly, taking a deep breath. "So you're… you're okay with this? You aren't upset or anything? I… I'm sorry, Kurt… I didn't' mean for this to-"

"You stop it right there." He says seriously, putting a finger over his lips. "That's another thing I want to talk to you about…I told you that you did something wrong and you didn't. This is not something you should apologize for and I'm so, so sorry for making you feel like you have to." He shakes his head. "This isn't me excusing what I said, but I panicked when you told me. After how I felt after I had Ben, I didn't want to have another baby because I didn't want to feel like that ever, ever again… but generally the non-pregnant partner doesn't get PPD. So panicking was stupid."

"We'll have to find another place to live." Blaine explains, biting his lip. "This place isn't big enough."

"I know." He smiles comfortingly. "Don't worry about that right now. We have plenty of time to think about all that." Kurt pulls him closer and nuzzles their noses together. "Will you kiss me now?"

Blaine grins and laughs. "Is that what this is? Are you just trying to get into my pants, Kurt Hummel?"

"It's Anderson-Hummel to you, sir, and no…" He brushes his fingers through Blaine's loose curls. "Buuuut… I would really love it if I could…"

"Eh." Blaine shrugs, smiling cutely up at Kurt. "I guess… since you asked nicely."

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