BlairPOV-

''He's in the NYADA day care. It's in the main building, and I listed you as one of the people that can pick him up,'' I speak to Ryder on the phone, ''Now I have to get to my dance class. I'll see you when I get out, okay?''

''Okay. I get out of class at four, and what time will you be home,'' Ryder asks.

''Around seven. Jake is helping me catch up after class. I love you.''

''I love you, too. Bye,'' he hangs up, and I hurriedly rush to class.

It's the second week of September, and classes have been in session for a week already.

''You were almost late,'' Jake whispers I set my bag next to him ,''What happened?''

''I had to take Noah to the daycare, and call Ryder to remind him to get him when he gets out of class.''

''Alright,'' Ms. July begins ,''We started working on this choreography last week. I told you to practice, and if you still want to be in this class, then you did.''

Jake says the competition is steep, but people are willing to help. And that it's impressive I made it, considering I'm considered a first year despite my class placement.

''Partner up. Prepare to impress me, or prepare to leave. I won't have anyone wasting my time,'' she begins the music.

''Relax,'' Jake takes one of my hands in his own, putting the other on his shoulder before resting his free hand on my waist , ''We've got this.''

He leads me through the dance just like we practiced.

Other than when I'm playing with Noah, wondering in amazement how someone that wonderful is a part of me, the only time I feel confident is when I'm dancing.

I'm not worried about how I look, or what anyone thinks. It's just the music, my partner, and me.

''Sloppy,'' Cassandra snaps at the two people dancing across from Jake and I.

''Just focus,'' Jake speaks quietly ,''You're doing fine.''

''Right,'' I nod, focusing on the waltz ,''Focusing.''

Cassandra's green eyes focus on us, and it takes everything I have not crack under her scrutiny.

''Good work,'' she nods, moving onto the next pair.

''See,'' Jake whispers when she's gone, ''And you were all worried for nothing.''

''Shut up,'' I roll my eyes, making him laugh.

''You've got nothing to worry about, okay? And I'll help you catch up.''

''Thank you, I appreciate it. Now come on. We can't stop until it's excellent.''

Ryder and I both agree that Noah is our top priority. But making our careers work, or getting started in them, is important, too.

It'll take getting used too, but we can make this work. We can do it, have everything like we always wanted.

But I'm not postponing my dream again. I need this. Dance is everything to me. I'm not stopping until I make it.

I'm not stopping until I believe in myself.


SugarPOV-

''You look exhausted,'' Kurt laughs.

I'm lounging across the couch in his office, looking at some designs I'd worked on earlier.

''Is it always like this?''

''Yes. This is your first real Fashion Week. You'll get used to it, since you plan on staying in this business,'' he reminds me, finishing packing ,''Did you talk to Rory about next month?''

''I did. Several times. And he understands,'' I nod.

Kurt has some business to take care of in London next week, involving several actresses that want him to design gowns for upcoming events next year. And he's taking me with him.

Of course, considering Rory and I are the parents of two young children, I had to talk to him first. The kids will be his full responsibility for a full week.

If he had any hesitations, he didn't name them. He insisted I go, saying I'd do the same for him.

''That's good,'' he smiles ,''Because I'm going to need you to go in case I can't.''

''I thought Blaine was doing better,'' I question.

''He is. But I don't want to leave him alone. He's walking well with the rods, but he still needs his chair. He can't walk on his own.''

It's obviously devastating Kurt. I can't imagine going through this with Rory. Even if we're always going to be there for eachother, there are moments when I wonder how we're gonna make it.

Like over summer, when Wendy fell at camp and split her lip. Or when Finn got an ear infection, and I had to take him to work for a week.

But we always come out on the other side, and I guess that's all we can ask for.

We're not my parents. Though I don't exactly know what happened behind closed doors, Rory would never do anything to hurt me. And I'd never try to hurt him.

We're doing well, though. He's back in school, taking classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and working Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

We scheduled it so I have classes on days he works, and vice versa. Which would make it easier if there was an emergency and one of us had to get the twins.

''That's the last of it,'' Kurt holds the door open for me, and I follow him out, ''Okay, so we're clear on the plan tomorrow?''

''You'll meet me in enough time for the show, after taking Blaine home after physical therapy,'' I begin ,''And we'll take it from there. Kurt, I've got it.''

''I know you do,'' he steps on the elevator ,''I just hate to dump all of this on you.''

''You just go help Blaine,'' I shrug ,''I can take care of everything until you get there.''

''Thank you, Sugar. I appreciate this more than you know.''

''Please don't thank me. We're family, and you've been more of a dad to me than my own has been recently. So of course I can do this,'' I smile.

''You know,'' he holds out his arm for me to take as we prepare to leave the building ,''It hasn't been so bad working with my daughter-in-law.''

''And it hasn't been awful working with my father-in-law.''

I've learned a lot from Kurt. Not just in the fashion world. In raising a family, making our marriage last, letting go of the small things… Rory and I both look up to Kurt and Blaine.

We may not be them, and we can't have the exact relationship they have. And I guess neither one of us wants that. We're not them, and we never will be.

But I'd be lying if I said that what Rory and I have isn't pretty damn great.


KPOV-

''Hey, handsome,'' I kiss Blaine ,''Wake up.''

''Hey,'' he smiles ,''You just getting in?''

''Yeah,'' I nod, ''I'm surprised you're asleep so early. It's only ten.''

''These two tired me out,'' he shrugs, looking at our two youngest kids.

Grace and Jacob are fast asleep in Blaine and my bed, and I can't help falling in love with how good of a dad Blaine is.

''I guess they would. Do you want me to take them and put them in their beds?''

''No,'' he smiles fondly ,''It's alright. Just come to bed.''

His optimism never fails to amaze me. With Liam becoming an upperclassmen, Jade going into high school, and Grace going to the pre-school at Jacob's school, we've been very busy.

On days that I can't take him to physical therapy, Rory or Blair go with him before class.

It's been tough, but he's keeping his usual, positive outlook.

So why shouldn't I.

''Are you sure about that,'' he asks ,''I don't want you to miss your own show.''

''Well,'' I whisper quietly, holding Grace closer ,''Your physical therapy starts at nine, and you'll be done at ten. The show doesn't start until two. I have enough time to get everything ready before then.''

Besides, you're more important.

''I appreciate this, Kurt. I love you. A lot.''

''I love you, too,'' I kiss him.

My daughter is asleep, snoring lightly in my ear, and my son has his foot pressed against my back.

And I'm somehow so content.

''I promise you I am going to be walking. I'm going to be walking by next year, and I'm going back to the glee club.''

He was able to work out an arrangement with the principal, and can gladly come back next semester. We both agreed that it would be too much right now, since we wouldn't always have a way to make sure he got home safely.

''I know you are.''

I'll believe in you as long as you believe in yourself.

''And, if not for regionals, I'm going to help those kids learn their dance moves for nationals. I promise.''

''I know. Now get some sleep. We both have to be up early tomorrow.''

I have no doubt he'll be walking on his own again. He's not giving up, and the kids aren't giving up.

So neither can I.


RoryPOV-

''What would you do if that did happen,'' I ask Sugar.

We've been discussing the possibility of more kids when we're older. For now, the twins, who are sleeping, are more than enough to handle.

''I think we could take care of another baby. Financially speaking, that is. My fashion blog is making more money, and you're doing well at work. But neither one of us has time. My career is getting started, and you still have college to finish,'' she reminds me.

''I know,'' I stare at her wedding ring ,''It's just… you did have that pregnancy scare last month.''

''I know. But I've been taking the pill everyday, and we have been very careful.''

''So one day, when we both have jobs-''

''We can start planning for another child,'' she kisses me ,''And move to a bigger place. I think that should be our top priority.''

''You're right,'' I agree ,''We can start setting money aside for that.''

We've gotten better at that, I think. Managing the money. Her parents still help with the apartment, and we handle most of the kid's expenses.

''The kids have a doctor's visit tomorrow, but it's scheduled for when you'll be off work. Can you take them?''

''Give me some credit, Sugar,'' I laugh ,''I'm going to be taking care of them for a whole week.''

''I know,'' she leans into me ,''You're a great dad. I appreciate you.''

''Just remember this conversation next time we have a fight, alright?''

The conversation wasn't as smooth as I wish it would have been when she told me, but I understood after she made her point. So a little argument was resolved before it could turn into a major fight.

''And you'll have my number, and my mom will help,'' she reminds me ,''And it's only one week. If I can come back earlier, I will.''

''Sugar, I don't know what you expected. Your amazing, and of course your career is taking off. And I'm gonna be a teacher, you're gonna work in fashion, and we'll make this work. I know it's been difficult lately, but I promise you it will all be fine.''

Besides, we're not ones to give up when it gets rough.

''Hmmm,'' she laces her fingers with mine ,''I love you.''

''I love you, too.''

Even though I sometimes question why we got married so young, I don't regret it. It was right for us. Dad and Blaine got married after two years, and they've made it work. Blair and Ryder have been dating as long as Sugar and I have, and they haven't. Which I'm thankful for, because it's obvious that one of them isn't ready.

''We should probably go to sleep, alright? We have a big day tomorrow.''

''Right,'' I turn the light off, pressing a kiss to her lips before sliding under the blanket ,''I love you.''

''Love you, too.''

With that, I drift off into the first peaceful sleep I've had in a while.


RyderPOV-

''Thanks for helping, Ryder,'' Blaine speaks quietly, trying not to wake Noah ,''I really appreciate this.''

''No problem. Glad I could help,'' I head towards the door, Blaine wheeling himself behind me ,''But can I ask you something?''

''Of course. Anything,'' he hands me Noah's jacket.

''Has it ever felt like, with everything going, that your relationship with Kurt was ever suffering?''

''Ryder,'' his voice is serious ,''If this is about you and Blair, then you need to talk to her. But if your feelings have changed then, yes, you need to break it off. You two can work out everything with Noah, but neither one of you deserves to be in a relationship if it doesn't make you happy anymore.''

He's right. He's so right. The thing is, I'm happy. I'm happy with Blair. I'm in love with her. And I love her, I love the life we created, I love the life that we want to have together.

Why can't my parents see that? Why are they giving me so much crap for this? Saying we dragged it out too long, and it's time to end this relationship.

No, things between Blair and I haven't been the same for a while. But we're both barely in our twenties, raising a son and trying to get through college.

It's not that I don't love her. It's not that I don't want her, and our son, and our life.

It's that I'm honestly considering changing my major. I've got a job, maybe I could take some photography classes while I work. Maybe my parents are right, and I should've picked something else, a different major in minor.

I've only shown Blair the edited versions of a few movies Marley, Kitty, Unique, Jake, Joe and I made during our freshman year. I want to direct, but those movies are mine. Sharing them with her just comes naturally. We may be two completely different people, but she's my other half.

She's asleep now, holding Noah since he refused to sleep in his crib, and we were both too tired to fight it.

She wants to work on her career, but what about mine? And is she really getting everything she needs from this relationship? We've been together for so long, but she's not ready to take that next step. Is she worried because neither one of us knows if there's someone else? Is that why I'm so nervous?

I don't know. I didn't have these thoughts until my dad brought them up. Not to make me insecure in my relationship, I guess, but because he's honestly concerned.

Everyone has an opinion, but Blaine and Kurt seem to be the only ones who don't think we're wasting our time.

''You still awake,'' she yawns, breaking me from my thoughts.

''Yeah. I was looking at my photos. I'll go to bed in a minute.''

''Alright. I love you,'' she closes her eyes.

''I love you, too.''

Right now, that's the only thing I can't doubt.

I honestly don't know what to do. About school, about Blair… about most of the things going on with my life.

She knows exactly what she's doing, and what she wants. I have no freaking clue anymore. And I know I have to figure it out, but how can I work this out when I don't even know half of what I want anymore?

Blair pays more attention than people give her credit for. She sees things, and she usually doesn't say anything. So she has to have seen that we're not the same.

I'll talk to her. Tomorrow, after Noah is asleep.

I don't want to lose her, but I have to do what's best. We both do. We've both worked really hard to make this relationship work, so it's not like anyone can say that we gave up.

I don't know. I guess I'll just have to talk to her. Whether we stay together or not, I can sya one thing:

We never gave up on each other.


BPOV-

''Come on, Blaine,'' Kurt walks slowly along side me, ''I've got you. And Michelle's on your other side.''

I've got this.

''Okay,'' I tighten my grip on the bars, taking another step.

I've come far, I think. When we first started using the handrails, I was not able to move my legs. Now, if I'm supported, I can at least do that on my own.

''You're doing so well, Blaine,'' the physical therapist smiles ,''I think you're right, Kurt. He's going to be dancing by the time show choir nationals come around.''

I will. I made a promise to myself. And even if I can't walk on my own by then, I will at least have tried.

But with the bar, braces, and harness, I'm doing much better.

''Okay,'' Michelle begins ,''Wanna try what we talked about last time?''

I nod, ignoring Kurt.

''Let's go.''

I can do this. I know I can.

''Do what,'' Kurt questions.

''Just watch,'' Michelle nods at me.

Slowly, I let go of the bars, taking one step forward.

''Blaine,'' Kurt cuts himself of, hand on his heart.

''I know,'' Michelle smiles ,'You're doing so well.''

I only make it a few more steps before I'm stumbling forward, into Kurt's arm so he can catch me.

''Blaine, that was freaking incredible,'' he presses his soft lips to mine ,''You're incredible. I'm so proud of you.''

''I couldn't have done it without you,'' I insist ,''Or Michelle, of course.''

''So charming,'' she laughs ,''Come on. You can't walk on your own just yet, but we're definitely getting there.''

She's right. I'm gonna get there some day/

But only if I don't give up.

''We should probably tell everyone, huh?''

''No,'' I shake my head as Kurt drives me to the apartment ,''I'm glad my husband was there for me, but I want to surprise everyone else. Let's wait until I can support weight, and for longer than a few seconds.''

''Whatever you want, honey,'' Kurt easily agrees, pulling into the parking space ,''I love you, okay? You're right. Everything is going to be okay.''

''I love you, too. And I know,'' I take his hand ,'know it will be.''

Things will probably never go back to normal. Well, as normal as this family can be. But this is progress. Every step that this family has taken to help each other has brought us closer.

Despite the semi-rough transition when they first moved in, it seems like Jade, Jacob, and Liam fit in so well with this family.I love all of my kids, and that's all I want for them: to know that if they ever feel like they're not good enough, that they're more than enough for Kurt and I.

''Thank you. Just… thank you. For being you, for marrying me, for raising these kids, living this crazy life… thank you, Kurt.''

I really can't say it enough.

''Don't thank me, alright?'' Kurt laughs, ''Now, let's go. I know you're tired, and I have a show to get too.''

''Right. Let's go.''

Today was the start of something even bigger. That feeling used to scare me. But if I let it terrify me every time, I never would have even asked Kurt out.

But look at where we are now: married and raising a beautiful family. So far from what i had with Chase, and such an amazing progress that it's hard to believe Chase and i haven't been broken up for decades. I still think about him from time to time, the way that I am sure Kurt thinks about Andrew. But we've moved on, started new lives with each other.

So far, and for the foreseeable future, no regrets.

So what do you think? Rory taking care of the kids alone for a week? Ryder's uncertainty? Blaine's progress?


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