AN: Thank you guys so much. I have found the inspiration to continue.
Warnings: Mentions of abortion!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, however I do own Chris. I wish I owned Glee, is it just me or has it gone to the dogs. The only new characters I tolerate are Jake, Brody, and Hunter. Kurt and Adam, I am sorry but Darren is so much hotter than that thing. I want season two back. However I am happy for Joey, two starkids on Glee. My babies are all grown up.
Hunter looked down at the information on abortion, would it really be so bad? He didn't want to go through nine months of pregnancy and a day of labor and have a baby he didn't want. He couldn't remember how it was conceived. He just remembered a lot of alcohol. Mr. Puss curled into a ball at the edge of the bed.
He was lonely, and as much as he liked Kurt he was getting on his last nerve. Ever since he found out that Reed was facing an inevitable death sentence he turned all mother hen on Hunter; making sure he took his vitamins on time, reminding him of doctor appointments, making sure he got enough sleep. And he was sick of it!
"Morning!" Kurt chirped from the doorway holding a screaming Brianna.
"Urg, leave me alone." Hunter demanded placing a pillow over his other ear and rolled over.
"Someone is grouchy this morning, if I didn't know any better I'd say you caught my daughter's foul mood."
Kurt noticed the papers on the nightstand. He remembered reading the exact same pamphlet when he hated his pregnancy, and when the McKinley Newspaper wrote that horrible article on him. "You have got to be kidding me!" Kurt scolded picking up the pamphlet. "Abortion really!"
"I don't want this baby. I can't sleep at all, my dreams are horrendous. I keep on dreaming my baby will turn out to be Voldermort and kill everyone I like! I can't even remember that night, gosh I am a freak. I wish I never went to that party." Hunter cried burrowing himself into the pillow. He was fifteen weeks, and summer was already halfway over. It was already July and school was starting in less than a month. He really loved the guy's, and their undying support; but sometimes their love was smothering.
Kurt walked away and placed Brianna back in her crib. He came back and wrapped his arms around Hunter and cried along with him. "Let it all out." He demanded rocking the soloist back and forth.
Blaine was getting ready Kurt, Blaine, and Hunter were going to check on Reed, who wasn't doing much better, and besides the Warblers had planned a small surprise party for both Reed and Hunter; who was blissfully unaware. He went to go check on Kurt and Hunter; they had formed a weird bond over the summer. "Guys are you forgetting about Reed's surprise party." He reminded them taking over as Hunter's personal tissue as Kurt went to take a shower. The twins were going to be watched by Finn and Puck; they really wanted to watch the twins. Kurt was having a freak out, but in an odd way he trusted his step-brother.
He got out of the shower and shimmied himself into his favorite pair of jeans. He borrowed one of Blaine's cardigans and threw on a button down and a purple tie.
"Come on, a shower might make you feel better." Kurt goaded wrapping his arms around Hunter.
"I still hate you." Hunter groaned with a wink and scurried to the guest bathroom in the Hummel's home. Mr. Puss following behind him, hissing when Finn stepped on his tail.
"Morning guys." He greeted standing in his doorway in a pair of duck boxers. Puck stood behind him in a pair of Angry Birds boxers.
"Classy, really classy, and you need to learn to keep it down. There are babies in this house, and I don't want my innocent twins to be corrupted before the reach the age of one!"
"Who put your boxers in a twist?" Puck asked patting Kurt's shoulder.
"The fact that I haven't been with Blaine alone since Nationals. I am frustrated, and Hunter, God I love him but abortion really? Granted I thought of it too." Kurt moaned.
Puck laughed, "aw the poor princess."
"Go get dressed; this is awkward talking to you while you are only in boxers." Blaine demanded.
"So what do we need to remember for babysitting the twins?" Puck asked throwing a tee shirt over his abs.
"Well the twins are asleep. Emergency numbers are on the fridge, formula is on the counter, bottles are next to the formula. We should only be gone for two-three hours, but if the twins get fussy we can be home sooner. Thank you guys so much for doing this." Kurt said glaring at the couple.
"Kurt is you forgetting I live here?" Carole reminded her son.
"Yeah, I am turning into the overprotective father, aren't I?"
"Yes you are, now go have fun and leave the twins to us. You two haven't a day to yourself in a while." Puck said as Hunter came down the stairs, with Finn and Puck behind them-both still in a tee shirt and boxers.
"Finn go put on some pants, I don't want to see kittens, and besides do you want to end up like your step-brother?" His mother said stepping from the kitchen.
"Puck and I weren't doing anything."
"It's kind of hard to believe that dear, considering you are both in your boxers and your hair is all over the place. I also smell it all over you, and your eyes are still full of lust. Just please tell me the two are using protection, and promise me you will save your 'fun time' for when Kurt, Blaine, Burt, Hunter, and I aren't home."
Finn turned a bright shade of red and looked at the floor suddenly amused by the carpet.
Hunter ran out the door not wanting to hear any more about Finn and Puck's wild night. It was bad enough he had to sleep with earplugs at night, he didn't want to hear it while he could easily avoid it. He loved the Hummel's, but he missed his room at Dalton. Sure you could hear Nick and Jeff go at it all hours of the night, but it was home, and there was no annoying Finn and Puck.
Kurt and Blaine followed after the ex-military brat. Kurt was driving so that meant that he would be subject to either Lady Gaga, or Adam Lambert the whole way to Westerville, also Kurt was on a Taylor Swift kick so it wasn't going to be a fun trip. Yup he was right Lady Gaga and Taylor Swift interchangeably.
He was never so happy to see Sebastian's mansion. Nick, Jeff, Wes, and David smiled and went into the house with them, and out to the pool. Reed looked pissed, he was lying on a lounge chair, head buried in a bucket. "Hey honey, so how was your summer?" Kurt asked sitting down on the chair next to him.
"Boring, I have watched and read the Harry Potter series so many times, I can quote most of Draco's lines."
"I am sorry honey, but you only have thirteen more weeks. You are being so close to having two cute sons."
Reed smiled, "thanks for cheering me up now why don't you go have fun."
"Because my best friend needs me and besides we haven't been able to hang out like we usually do."
Reed's face scrunched up into a look of pain, his hand going to his stomach. "What's wrong honey?" Kurt asked enveloping the small boy in hug.
"I have felt crampy all day. Isn't it too early for Braxton-hicks contractions, and my back is knots."
"Yes it is, oh god you're bleeding!" Kurt howled as Sebastian lightly pushed him out of the way.
"Babe, what is it?" Sebastian begged tears in his eyes.
"Everything seems…dark and you are blurry." Reed said in a fog. He had been cramping all day, and thought it was nothing. Now there was blood and Reed was fighting consciousness.
"Someone call Dr. Criss, and an ambulance, Reed stay with me. Just keep talking, tell me about that sweater you saw in Vogue this morning." Sebastian begged holding his boyfriend in his arms.
"I can't, I am too tired. Let me sleep." Reed cried submitting to the dark haze letting in envelope him.
"You are not leaving me!" Sebastian howled as Kurt was talking to Dr. Criss. He heard an atrocious word come out of the doctor's mouth. "Sebastian, Dr. Criss says he'll meet us at the hospital in Akron, but he thinks it's a Placental Abruption." Kurt said looking at the soloist.
"NO, it can't be happening. It's just gas pains."
"Gas doesn't come with blood, look at the lounge chair. It's a Placental Abruption." Kurt remembered reading about it in a pregnancy book, and it would explain everything that was happening to the sweet Warbler.
The Warblers and the ladies of New Directions (minus Rachel) were in a panic. One of the sweetest Warblers was on death's door. With a 5% chance of survival, hell his odds went down fifteen percent with this happening.
The ambulance came in record timing, and Sebastian sent a pleading glace back at his friends before getting into the ambulance with his one true love. Sebastian tried to prepare himself for being a dad today, but possibly losing the love of his life. The ride to Akron was quiet, nothing else mattered to Sebastian he just wanted Reed to be okay. He honestly didn't care about the twins, they could have other children. This time with Sebastian being the pregnant one, he hoped and prayed to the God who got them into this mess, to get them out of this mess!
Dr. Criss was pacing in the ambulance bay; he seriously wished that this wasn't happening. It was bad enough when Reed had a twenty percent chance of survival, before the Abruption, but with it Reed would more than likely be dead, and one or more babies would be joining their father in heaven. The ambulance door opened and he went into Doctor Mode, he tried to detach himself from the couple. Right now it was a patient, not the sweet bubbly teenager Darren had grown to care about, it wasn't a sixteen year old with his whole life ahead of him. He was just a boy with a textbook Placental Abruption.
He sent a pitiful glance to Sebastian who placed a chaste kiss on the boy's forehead, and started barking orders at Amber, and Lea; the two nurses closest to him, and soon Reed was lying unconscious on an operating table, about to deliver the babies.
The pack of Warblers came tromping through the hospital, in various states of undress. It would have been funny, if not for the severity of the situation. Sebastian just sat in a corner and cried. He couldn't deal with this. Why him, and why his sweet, innocent boyfriend. Reed defiantly didn't deserve this.
Darren let out another curse word as more blood gushed onto the floor. Reed had already lost like two and half liters of blood. It wasn't looking good for Reed or the babies. "Come on Reed you need to pull through." Darren begged losing his internal battle of staying detached.
Begging, praying, bribing nothing was working. One twin was safely out of his father's stomach and in the hands of the NICU doctor. He was small, but alive and in Darren's eyes that was a miracle, it wasn't a partial abruption like he originally thought, the Placenta had completely torn away from Reed's womb. He pulled another small baby from Reed's stomach and handed him to a nurse. More blood gushed onto the floor, and Darren felt another baby in Reed's stomach. How was that possible every ultrasound had only two babies? She was so tiny, she was only two and a half pounds, but she was breathing that was a good thing right.
Once the three babies were safely out, Darren went to work on the landmine that was Reed's stomach. The teenager flatlined four times before he had fully stopped the bleeding. He was in a coma, and he needed a miracle to survive. All three babies were in an incubator due to the fact that they were thirteen weeks premature.
Darren wiped the sweat from his eyebrows, and went to go update the family. He had twenty sets of eyes on him. He really hated delivering bad news. "Hello Sebastian." He greeted seeing his head come up from Kurt's lap. His eyes bloodshot and red rimmed. He took a small sip of the coffee Kurt handed him.
"How is my boyfriend?" Sebastian asked hand linked with Kurt's. He didn't care about the twins. He only wanted Reed to be okay.
"He is in a coma, and a nasty one at that. I am not going to stand here and tell you he will be okay. I have seen mothers, and fathers slip into this coma after a Placental Abruption and never wake up. The coma might only last a day, a week, a month, or it could last up to a year. Reed is in critical condition. He has lost three liters of blood, and his vitals are not good. He is honestly hanging on by a thread. I know you don't want to hear me say this, but it is a miracle he made it off that table. So as long as he is willing to fight we will not give up on him." Darren said solemnly, he didn't mention the fact that Reed's chance were 3% of living. He watched Sebastian wail in Kurt's arms.
"Sebastian honey look at me." Darren demanded bending down so that he was eye level with Sebastian. "Reed is a fighter, and your triplets need their father."
"Hold the fuck up, did you just say triplets. I think you have me confused with someone else. Reed was only pregnant with two babies, not three."
"No honey, you had triplets, two boys and one girl. The girl is the smallest, she is a miracle herself. Would you like to meet them?"
"Not without Reed by my side. That is when I will meet my babies."
"Alright, would you like to see Reed?"
"Hell yes." Sebastian growled at the doctor. He refused to see his babies without Reed there with him. Until Reed woke up, they weren't their babies. He followed the doctor quietly to Reed's room, his head breaking with every step he took.
AN: *backs away from scary sharp things.* don't kill me, please! I know so much anguish, will Reed ever wake up. Will Sebastian get his heart from out of his ass and go see his triplets. OH yeah I said triplets, the girl was hiding behind her brothers in all the ultrasounds.
The more reviews I get the more likely Reed will live. Otherwise Reed will die and Sebastian will start to have feelings for another Warbler.