A/N: Sorry for the delay with this chapter, I've been on holiday and I've just got back :) I've got most of the next chapter done too, so will hopefully get that up within the next couple of days. I hope all of my readers are still interested in this story!

Chapter 39

Dinner is nice, the food is amazing and Kurt feels bad for his earlier assumptions that Cooper couldn't cook. He just didn't seem to be the kind of man to enjoy spending hours slaving in a kitchen.

"S'good Coopy." Devon giggled, still having some pasta in his mouth as he spoke, which earned him a disapproving tut from his new Grandmother.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, remember?" Kurt said softly.

"Sorry." Devon whispered once he had finished his food.

"Thank you for the praise little man." Cooper grinned. "You want some more garlic bread?"

"Please!" Devon nodded and leaned up so he could reach for the garlic bread, before his hand could touch the dish it was swatted away by Blaine's mother.

"You don't touch food from the serving table!" She snapped.

"Don't you ever talk to my son that way!" Kurt shouted, his temper rising. "Who the hell do you think you are! He is three years old. He is my son and you do not have the right to touch him in the way that you did."

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, you are nothing to this family. A cheap mistake my son can't live down now because of your..."

"Because of my what?" Kurt screamed, standing up and taking Devon's hand. "Get your shoes Devon from the hallway okay,"

"I'll help you." Cooper said, Kurt nodded and watched as Cooper took a scared looking Devon out of the room.

"You are not taking my grandson away from me." She hissed. "He is an Anderson. He deserves better than what you could ever give him."

"Mother. Shut up." Blaine growled.

"Blaine..." Jane gasped.

"No. You don't get to talk to the man I love that way. You had had a problem with the fact that I'm gay since I told you. What was the one thing you kept on saying? You'll never be able to pass on the Anderson name. Well look mom I have! And he's amazing, he's smart and funny and he's got so much character he can grow up to do whatever he likes in life! And guess what mom, you've lost the right in even knowing him."

"You can't do that..."

"Even if he didn't. I would never allow you with my son." Kurt sighed shaking his head. "Blaine has told me all about how you made him feel, how you wouldn't let him choose his own career path, what he really wanted in life was music and you told him he wasn't good enough. Did you honestly think you would have any influence on my son's life? I've done a fucking good job the past three years and I do not need you or your family title."

Blaine looked down at that. Had Kurt been talking about him then too? Yes he had done an amazing job bringing up their son, did it mean he didn't want Blaine around? Didn't need him. Just as Blaine's head was filling with doubts he felt soft fingers link with his. "Blaine can we go home please?"

"Course," Blaine smiled giving a soft squeeze to Kurt's hand.

"Michael, you've been nothing but nice and welcoming to me and my son, if you wanted to spend time with him I wouldn't say no."

"Thank you Kurt. That means a lot. I'm sorry that tonight hasn't gone how we all expected it."

Kurt nodded, he didn't want to say that this was exactly how he expected it to go, instead he just turned and walked out. Blaine followed him without looking back, he had nothing now that he wanted to say to his mom.

"Daddy I'm sorry." Devon whispered as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's legs.

"Oh honey you have nothing to be sorry for okay." Kurt promised. He could tell that his son was close to crying and he hated that he was part of the reason. "Say bye to Coop and we'll see him soon."

Cooper looked relieved at that and Kurt wondered if he thought he wouldn't be able to see Devon again. "I am sorry about tonight Cooper. I just hope we're okay."

"Of course we are. Let's do something at the weekend yeah?"

"Yeah." Kurt smiled. He wrapped an arm around Cooper who hugged him back tightly. "I'm sorry about my family Kurt. I really am."

Kurt shook his head with a smile. "She isn't your responsibility to feel sorry for Cooper." He turned to Blaine with a soft smile. "I'll meet you downstairs?"

"Okay," Blaine smiled. Devon waved excitedly back to Cooper as Kurt carried him downstairs.

"Are you okay?" Cooper asked, he held his arms out to Blaine and that was enough for his little brother to fall into them. "It's okay, everything is going to be okay."

"Do you think he hates me?" Blaine whispered.

"Kurt could never hate you. He loves you. I promise." Cooper said rubbing his back soothingly. "You're a family. You're going to be okay."

"Are you sure?" Blaine breathed. Right now he didn't feel like anything was going to be okay.

"I'm sure." Cooper assured him. "Now go home and look after those boys and let those boys look after you," Blaine nodded against Cooper and with one last squeeze he pulled away, he smiled at Cooper.

"Thank you."

"Call me if you need anything okay?" Cooper said stroking his cheek softly.

"Okay," Blaine smiled an walked out, he headed downstairs to do exactly what Cooper said; look after his family and let his family look after him.