Chapter 37

"Dada?" Blaine turned around on his desk chair to face his daughter. She was standing there, hands on her hips determinedly. He grinned at her.

"Yes, princess?"

"How long until bwother's here?" Blaine gave a small sigh, grin still on his face, and pulled Meggie onto his lap. She giggled.

"Sweetie, it's going to take a while. Four months, to be exact."

"Why?"

"See, you know how Auntie Maddie's getting bigger?" Meggie nodded. Kurt and Blaine had told Meggie not to say anything about it, in case it came out the wrong way. "Well, that's where your brother is."

"But why can't he be here now?" Blaine smoothed down some of her curls. They stayed stubbornly in place.

"Because he has to grow, so that he's big." She nodded.

"Gwoing in Auntie Maddie's tummy?" Blaine nodded. Her face showed a little confusion. "She ate bwother?"

"No, she's just looking after him for us."

"In her tummy?"

"Yeah. It's... It's safe in there, because nothing can hurt him in there." Meggie nodded, finally satisfied.

"Where Dada Kurt?"

"He's at work still," Blaine put Meggie on the floor. "Why don't I just finish this song, and I'll come and play with you, OK?"

"Dada?" Kurt looked down at the thirty month old from the sofa.

"Yes, Megs?"

"When can I pway with Cwis?" It took a moment for Kurt to realise what she meant.

"You want to play with Chris?" She nodded. "Well, I'll phone Uncle Finn up later and ask him, OK?" Meggie nodded.

"Dada?" Kurt looked up again. "Call Uncle Finn?" Kurt smiled.

"I told you, I'll call him later on." Meggie shook her head.

"No. Now." Kurt sighed. He'd read that toddlers at Meggie's age were stubborn, couldn't wait.

"OK. But he might not be home, Megs." Still, Kurt pushed himself up, and grabbed the phone of the nearby coffee table. Meggie watched him, making sure that Kurt did exactly what she wanted. Kurt dialled Finn and Rachel's phone number, and waited.

"Hello?" He heard Rachel sing.

"Rachel, it's Kurt."

"Oh. Hi Kurt!"

"Listen, Meggie wanted me to phone you and ask if one weekend she can come and play with Chris."

"Oh. Of course she can! Just tell us when it's convenient, and we'll arrange it!" Kurt breathed out in relief.

"Thank You."

"Is she being stubborn?" Rachel sounded sympathetic.

"Yeah. Must be something that happens at that age."

"Well, I'll talk to you later. Chris has crawled off, and I can't see him..."

"Well, good luck finding him!" Kurt chimed. After Rachel had hung up, he placed the phone on the coffee table and turned to Meggie. "See? Auntie Rachel said yes." Meggie cocked her head at him.

"Dada?"

"Yes?"

"I don't wanna pway with Cwis anymore." She crawled off, suddenly interested in a nearby toy.

"Dada Kurt?" Blaine looked down, and smiled at Meggie.

"Dada Kurt isn't here, Megs. What do you want?" Meggie shook her head.

"I want Dada Kurt!" Blaine sighed. Kurt had warned him that toddlers did this around that age, and that they were really stubborn.

"Megs, Dada Kurt's not here, what is it that you want?" She crossed her arms.

"I want Dada Kurt!" She wailed. Blaine picked her up, bouncing her on his knee.

"OK, OK... Shhh... Megs, you need to stop wailing!"

"NO! I want Dada Kurt!" She screamed. Blaine sighed, panicking slightly. What was he meant to do?

"Meggie, come on, it's me, Dada Blaine..." Blaine tried something. "Why don't you tell me, and I'll tell Dada Kurt?" Meggie nodded, still wailing, only quieter.

"I... I want... I want him to read..."

"O-OK." Blaine didn't know what to do. "Umm, hey, why don't you want me to read to you?" She shook her head, seeming more cross than upset. "Megs, Dada Kurt will read to you when he gets home from work, OK?"

"No, Now!" Blaine sighed. Meggie tapped his shoulder, and he looked up. "Dada Blaine read to me?"

"Wow," Alex commented the next day when Blaine came in. "Someone looks frazzled." Blaine glared at her.

"Yeah, well, you would be too, if you had a stubborn toddler!" Alex let out a whistle.

"So, she's hit the terrible two's now..."

"At two and a half..." Blaine finished, sighing. "Hopefully this is only temporary..."

"It must be," Alex said. "I mean, it can't go on forever." Blaine silently hoped so. "So, how's Kurt doing?"

"He's fine. He's just gotten himself on of the leads-"

"Of course it's the lead." Alex mused. "Carry on."

"He's gotten a lead in Rent." Alex grinned.

"I don't know what it's about, but keep on talking."

"He's playing one of the gay ones, I think it's Angel..."

"Angel? What kind of name is that?" Alex asked. Blaine glared at her. "Sorry."

"Anyway, we need a baby sitter soon, you know, in a few months when he starts performing... You know, I want to go and see him too." Alex nodded. "I mean, it's only for one night, so..."

"No, it should be fine. I mean, I'll need to know so that Neil doesn't organise a date on that night." Blaine froze.

"Neil?"

"Yeah, remember? The guy at your dad's wedding."

"I-I remember." Blaine said. "Y-You're still seeing him then?" Alex nodded, frowning slightly.

"Are you alright? You've gone red." Blaine nodded.

"I... I better get to work."

"OK..." Alex said, puzzled. "Just tell me when, OK?"

"...So, by the end of the production, my character, Angel, will have died, before the ending, but that's not the point..." Kurt looked at Blaine and sighed. "Blaine!" He jumped.

"I was listening!" He stated, as Kurt continued to glare at him. "You said that your character dies in it from AIDS, right?"

"Just because you know what I said, doesn't mean you were listening..." Kurt said.

"What's the difference?" Kurt shook his head. Blaine grinned at him, and Kurt smiled back.

"My reaction!" Kurt slapped his arm. "So, why aren't you listening?" Blaine sighed.

"Alex. She's still seeing that Neil guy."

"Blaine, you promised that you'd stop worrying..."

"I know... But she's like another sister to me, Kurt..." Blaine sighed again. "I'm just worried, in case something happens..."

"Well, he looked like a nice guy..." Kurt tried. Blaine shook his head.

"Back when my dad was... Well, you know..." Kurt nodded, remembering very well. "Well, he set me up on a... shall we say play date of sorts... with Neil... I was about... ten, maybe..." Blaine sighed again. Kurt got a horrible feeling in his stomach.

"Let me guess..." Kurt said. Blaine nodded.

"Yeah. I kind of fancied a boy back in my class then... I mean, I didn't think it meant anything... But... you know..." Kurt nodded. "Anyway, he was a few years younger than me... About seven at the time, and he asked me if I fancied anyone, and, well, because he was the first friend I'd had in ages..." Blaine looked down, unable to finish. Kurt rubbed his arm comfortingly.

"I take it he gave you a long anti-gay speech." Kurt said. Blaine looked up again.

"Actually, he got this scared look on his face, and broke my nose." Kurt's eyes widened. Blaine sighed yet again. "I'm overreacting. I mean, he seems like a better person now."

"He broke your nose?" Kurt asked in a horrified whisper.

"Kurt, it was eighteen years ago... I've kind of forgotten it... Anyway, I'm being stupid. Alex likes him, so it's none of my buisness... And if she wants me to meet him again, I'll do it."

"But he broke your nose!" Kurt pressed. Blaine let out an annoyed sound.

"We were kids, Kurt. I mean, he was seven, so maybe he's grown up now." Kurt nodded, not looking so convinced anymore. "Anyway, when's the show starting?"

"They're planning to put it on around December. You know, to link to Christmas or something." Kurt smiled again. "If only you were playing Collins."

"Who?"

"You know..." Kurt beamed. "Angel's love interest." Blaine grinned.

"If only."

Sorry about the long updates!

I'm kinda ill at the minute, I'm going back to school on Tuesday :( my nan's still ill, and I'm close to tears, due to watching Moulin Rouge about five minutes.

Oh, has anyone read Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult? I've almost finished it, and it's amazing!

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