Chapter 51

"Alright, let's hope that this works." Kurt nodded, and went back into the bathroom. Meggie was giggling and laughing, her hair full of shampoo, amused by a pair of rubber ducks. It was moments like these that Kurt found himself caught up in his daughter's mischief.

"Alright, Megs, you ready to get in your pajama's?" She looked up and shook her head.

"Nuh-huh. Five minutes." Kurt smiled lightly.

"Nu-uh. Come on, Daddy will read to you." Her eyes lit up.

"Okay!" Kurt reached over the bath tub and grabbed the shower to wash out Meggie's hair.

"Now, squeeze your eyes tight, or the water will get in your eyes!" He chimed cheerfully. She laughed at how high Kurt's voice went, and squeezed her eyes shut, letting the warm water run over her silky hair. Although the curls were all tangled, Kurt loved how soft the texture was, and couldn't help but stroke it. "So, are you thinking of a story you want me to read?" She nodded, the water running down her face slightly. She squealed, but stayed still. "Well, just keep that in your head, while I turn this off and get you out."

Kurt hung the shower head up, pleased with how his clothes hadn't got a drop of water on them. That was until Meggie leaned out of the bath tub and wrapped her arms around him, soaking him. Kurt tried to hide his groan, and pulled Meggie out completely, and wrapping her in a snug towl. Looking down at the same time, Meggie let out a dirty sounding laugh (no doubt Blaine had taught her that), while Kurt gasped. "Daddy! You wet!"

"Yes, Meggie. I'm wet."


"This one?" Kurt couldn't conceal the shock in his voice. Meggie nodded. "We haven't read this in a while..."

"Pwease?" And dammit, there were them large hazel eyes, identical to Blaine's, that Kurt couldn't resist.

"Of course. I told you to choose, and you chose." Placing the book on the end of the bed, he pulled his daughter into hug him. She giggled, but wrapped her arms around Kurt.

"Daddy?" Kurt finally pulled away, and smiled at her, guessing what she was going to ask.

"Yeah. I'll read to you. But you have to promise to go to sleep as soon as you can, Okay?" She nodded. "Promise?" She nodded, and Kurt held out his pinky. She linked hers with his, and giggled.

"Pwomise."

"Alrighty, then." Kurt cuddled her up into the duvet, making sure that she was nice and snug. "Does Mr Rabbit want to listen?" She nodded, and he tucked the toy underneath the duvet next to her, before he sat himself next to Meggie, the book in his hands so that she could lie down, and see the pictures. "Comfy?"

"Yep-Yep!" She snuggled even deeper, and waited for him to open the book.

"So, Thumbelina," Kurt cleared his voice. "Once upon a time there was a woman whose only wish was to have a tiny little child. She had no idea where to get one, so she went to an old witch and asked her: "Please, old witch, tell me where I can get a tiny little child"..."


"...As the swallow sang, the man listened and wrote down the whole story. The End." Kurt closed the book, exhausted. He looked over at Meggie, who was peacefully dozing, obviously content. Kurt silently stood up, leaving the book on Meggie's nearby bedside table, and closing the door over slightly, making sure that Meggie didn't wake up. That was the very last thing he wanted.

Passing by Liam's room, he heard Blaine humming gently. He pushed the door open, and looked. Blaine was rocking Liam in his arms gently, not noticing Kurt come in. Kurt recognised the tune as "Rock a-bye Baby", and stood there, just watching. When Blaine finally looked up, he grinned.

"So, she's asleep?" Kurt nodded.

"I hope she never chooses that story for me to read aloud again, it's so long..." He yawned. "Has my shirt dried yet?" Blaine nodded.

"I just hope that she doesn't wake up with Night Terror's again," He commented. "I really don't want her to be narcoleptic." Kurt raised a well-plucked eyebrow.

"I can't imagine any parent wanting their children to be narcoleptic Blaine, but I know what you mean." Blaine turned away to tuck Liam in his cot, and pressed a kiss to his head, before turning back to Kurt.

"Well, we can only hope."


"Kurt, come on. You need to sleep." Kurt shook his head.

"If she wakes up, I want to be there immediately." Blaine sighed.

"Kurt, you have rehearsals tomorrow, Okay? If you really want to make sure one of us comforts her, let me do it." Kurt shook his head.

"Blaine, you fall asleep easily." Blaine frowned.

"Hang on..." Kurt cut him off with a sigh of annoyance.

"Look, I just want to make sure, alright?" Kurt started fiddling with his nails nervously. "Are you sure this is going to work?" Blaine nodded.

"The Doctor said so," He said. "And I'm pretty sure a lot of parents know about dealing with Night Terrors."

"Doctor's aren't always right," Kurt mumbled. Blaine looked at Kurt just in time to see him wipe a hand across his eyes. Blaine reached out and took Kurt's hand.

"Hey, there's no need to cry..." Blaine said, although, in his opinion, Kurt was perfectly entitled to cry. "Listen, with cancer... well, people are finding new cures everyday, right?" Kurt nodded, moving closer to Blaine.

"S-Sorry, it's just... when they told my that my Mom was going to be Okay...I really believed them. I put it in every card I sent to my Mom; "You're going to get better, Mommy. The Doctor said so"...and then I'd maybe do a smiley face." Blaine bit back a chuckle. "Yeah, it is kind of funny... but I was that young when it started." Blaine sighed, and rubbed Kurt's back.

"Don't worry, Kurt... Meggie's just got Night Terrors...they'll go away with a little sleep."


"Morning!" Blaine opened his eyes and saw Meggie pouncing on Kurt. He laughed, and started tickling his husband. Kurt was half-laughing, half-screaming in protest.

"S-S-Stop! B-Blaine! M-Megs! T-That... Oh God! That tickles!"

"That's kinda the point, Kurt." Meggie giggled out of excitement, and suddenly, as if out of no where, she'd gotten Kurt's pillow. She looked at Blaine hopefully. He grinned, nodding. In a quick movement, Meggie had started hitting Kurt with the pillow.

"OW! Megs... stop!" Blaine picked up his own pillow, and started fighting his husband. "BLAINE! YOU'RE MEANT TO HELP ME!" Meggie giggled, and Blaine shrugged.

"I'm on Meggie's team now. She's better at pillow fights." Meggie hit Kurt with the pillow in triumph. "So, Kurt, give in, and we'll stop."

"Give in? What does that - OW!" Blaine and Meggie giggled at the same time. "Guys!"

"You have to..." Blaine and Meggie looked at each other. Meggie shrugged, and Blaine did the same. "SIT THERE AND TAKE IT LIKE A MAN!" Meggie squealed with laughter, and abandoned her pillow, jumping on Kurt happily.

"Morning Daddy!" She squealed, obviously done beating Kurt up. Kurt wrapped his arms around her, close to tears from laughing.

"Good Morning!" He replied. He looked at Blaine, and gave him a bitch-glare. Blaine dropped his pillows when he raised his hands in self-defence.

"The Devil started it." Kurt's foot reached out and kicked Blaine in the shin under the covers.

"Our daughter is an angel," Kurt said indignantly. It dawned on him suddenly. "...Meggie, you slept through the whole night!" She looked at him, and nodded.

"Daddy! I dweamed I was Thwumbewina, and I gave you and Dada Bwaine a big castle," She used her hands to demonstrate. "And we were having tea with Wiam, and the toad was dead!" Kurt laughed.

"That's nice. How about we go get dressed while Dada Blaine makes the breakfast?"

So...

Hi! And can I just say, if I message someone because I'm upset, be prepared! So, if you're Okay with me whining, and being upset, or you just want to be there (Like anyone would) tell me, and I'll consider it.

Apart from that; THREE MORE DAYS TILL I AM UNICORN COMES HERE! WHOOOPPP!

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