A/N Some of you may have already read part of this chapter as a one shot that I wrote for the Glee Potluck Big Bang December drabbles. If you have, great! You can skip down past Cooper's announcement for added content. If you didn't read the one shot, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Reviews always Welcome!

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Black Friday

"Somehow, this was not how I pictured Black Friday shopping in California," Kurt said, eyeing a store display.

From beside him, his sister in law, Lisa, chuckled. "What were you picturing? Bumping into Ryan Seacrest at the mall?"

Kurt laughed. "Well, you got the mall part right. I had expected to be shopping at the Beverly Center, not CVS." He added a large bottle of Pepto and two more bottles of pedialyte to his cart.

"Well," Lisa said, adding several cans of chicken noodle and tomato soup to her own cart, "at least we aren't fighting the crowds at the mall."

"True," he replied, as he read the labels on two different brands of infant fever drops. "Still, I had wanted to check out that new children's boutique. With everyone out in Ohio either just having or about to have babies, I wanted to spoil them a little."

"You still have a couple of days before you fly back. You might still make it there. And speaking of babies, thanks for reminding me!" The petite, dark haired woman walked down another aisle, and returned a moment later with a small box, adding it to her cart.

Kurt glanced at it, a look of surprise on his face. "Is that a pregnancy test?"

"Yep. I'm three days late. I'm never late! And I threw up this morning, which could just mean I've caught the same bug the kids and Blaine have, but I'm not showing any other symptoms of being sick, so…"

Kurt hugged her. "I'll keep my fingers crossed!"

…

When they returned to the house, they found Lisa's grandmother rocking Phin, the only one of the kids who hadn't gotten sick.

"Where's Cooper?" Lisa asked. She'd left her husband in charge of watching over the sick children, and Blaine, who had also gotten sick.

"In the shower," The feisty older woman said, a mischievous grin on her face. "Katie, Lizzie, and one of the babies all threw up on him. He looked like something the cat dragged in, ate, and proceeded to hack back up."

Kurt grimaced as he finished unloading his bags. "Charming. I'm going to go check on the kids and Blaine." He grabbed a bottle of pedialyte, the Pepto, fever drops, two cans of seven up, and a package of bendy straws, and left the room.

He first stopped in the den, which had been temporarily converted into a nursery for the littles ones. All three of the babies were fussing. Kurt quickly changed their diapers, cleaned them up, refilled their bottles with a mixture of pedialyte and purified water, and gave each of them a few drops of the fever medicine. He got them settled once more, and slipped across the hall to the guest room he and Blaine had been sharing with Lizzie and Bee.

Blaine was leaning over the side of the bed, retching into the wastebasket. Kurt set the Pepto and one of the cans of soda beside him on the nightstand. "I was going to ask how you were feeling, but I guess I don't have to, now."

"Ugh!" Was the only reply, as the pale man moved across the room, opening the second can of soda and dropping a straw into it before handing it to Lizzie, who already seemed to be recovering, though her usual jubilant personality was still diminished from the weakness.

"Hey, sweetie. Aunt Lisa will bring you up some soup in a little while, after she checks on Katie."

His daughter smiled at him and took a couple cautious sips from the can, as Kurt moved over to the last bed. Bee still had a fever, and hadn't been able to keep anything more than the tiniest sips of pedialyte down. Kurt was really worried about him, and planned to take him to the emergency room if his fever didn't break soon.

"Sweetheart, can you sit up a little? I have some medicine that might help you feel better." He helped the boy sit up, and gave him a measured dose of the infant's fever medicine, and helped him take a couple sips of the pedialyte, relieved when he didn't immediately throw it back up. He fell back to sleep a short while later.

Kurt moved back over to his husband's side. "I'm sorry this trip has turned out to be such a disaster."

Blaine smiled weakly at him. "Not your fault. Dad would still have been a jerk if I wasn't sick."

Kurt snorted at the attempt at humor. "Do you want to try and eat some soup?"

Blaine shook his head no. "Not yet. Maybe later. Let's see if the Pepto helps first."

Kurt nodded and straightened the blankets around him. "Okay. Get some rest. I'm going to help Lisa finish cleaning the kitchen. I'll come back up in a little while to check on everyone once more."

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Blaine woke up to the sound of whooping a few hours later.

"Are you sure?" He heard Cooper ask, excitedly.

Blaine then heard his sister in law's voice, but couldn't make out the words.

"That's great news! Hey Kurt! Blaine! I'm going to be a daddy again!"

…

Kurt sighed with relief when he checked the thermometer again. "One hundred point one. You still have a fever, but it's coming down. And you haven't thrown up since this morning. How are you feeling?"

Bee shrugged. "Sleepy, but my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

Kurt smiled. "Do you want to try eating something? Dr. Janice said you could try some sherbet, or some chicken noodle soup."

"Can I have orange sherbet?"

"Of course. We'll try a small scoop first, make sure it stays down. I'll go get that for you." Kurt tucked the blanket more firmly around his oldest son, and kissed his forehead before heading downstairs to get him the treat.

"How's he doing?" Cooper asked as he fed Phin pureed turkey and left over mashed potatoes.

"Better," Kurt said, getting a small bowl out of the cupboard. "His fever is coming down, and he's managed to keep down the pedialyte and seven up."

Cooper nodded, wiping Phin's chin with the bib. "Blaine still sleeping?"

"Yeah. I think he's more wiped out from the encounter with your dad yesterday than anything else, though." Kurt said as he dished out the sherbet.

"I'm sorry you guys had to go through that," the older Anderson brother said.

"Don't be. You had to give him the chance. It wasn't your fault he wasn't ready to handle things maturely. I just find it strange that it was the children's names that set him off."

Cooper snorted. "Blaine never told you?"

Kurt looked over from the freezer, pausing with the door open. "Told me what?"

"If dad had had his way, Blaine would have been named Richard William Anderson, III. The only reason Blaine lucked out was because mom's grandfather insisted on naming him, or he'd cut her out of his will."

Kurt set the sherbet back in the freezer and closed the door. "So, basically, your dad was pissed that we named one of our kids after my dad, and not him?"

"That, and because another one of your kids is named after your stepbrother." The older man smiled down at Phin and bopped him on the nose. "And Blaine just had to go and rub his nose in it, with that remark about your dad, and how great he is."

Kurt frowned. "So Blaine deliberately baited your dad?"

Cooper looked at him, shaking his head. "On the contrary, actually. Dad was the one who brought up Bee's nickname. In my opinion, Blaine handled the situation well, reminding dad that it was his own fault that the two of them didn't get along. Dad is just upset that he can't control our lives anymore. Once he gets over that and learns to accept our decisions, maybe we can try once again at reconciliation."

Kurt thought about that for a moment, and then shrugged, picking up the bowl of sherbet and a spoon. "I need to get this to Bee before it melts."

…

By Saturday morning, all the kids were doing better, except Bee, who was still pretty weak, although his fever had finally broken. Blaine was still weak as well, but able to sit up. Unfortunately, Cooper was now sick.

Kurt and Lisa decided to take Lizzie, Katie, and the babies to the Beverly Center to do some shopping. They hit the children's boutique, where Kurt spent a small fortune on outfits for the kids for Christmas, Mercedes' wedding, and his swearing in ceremony for the House of Representatives. He also bought outfits for each of his friends' kids. They visited a couple of other shops as well, before stopping for lunch, and then headed back to the house.

Kurt went upstairs to check on his husband and son, and found Bee curled up in bed with Blaine, both sound asleep. He smiled and slipped out of the room and went back downstairs to make a few phone calls.

He called his dad and Carole first, to let them know how everyone was doing, and check up on his stepmom. He then called Sam to see how Julia and the baby were doing. Jayden had been born Thursday night, after Julia's water had broken in the middle of Thanksgiving dinner at Sam's parent's house in Kentucky.

He called Rachel next, to confirm that they were still planning on coming out to Ohio for Christmas. Rachel had just finished filming Wicked a few weeks ago, and Jesse had just auditioned for a role in a film adaption of The Great Comet.

He called Mercedes, who was visiting Santana and Brittany, so he talked with them for a while as well.

He'd just finished talking with Quinn when Blaine came down stairs, looking adorably rumpled.

"You're up! How are you feeling?" Kurt said, pulling out a chair at the kitchen table for his husband.

"Better," Blaine replied, not exactly dropping into the chair, but not as elegantly as he usually maneuvered, either. "I'm hungry, so I guess that's a good sign."

"What would you like to eat?" Kurt got up and went to the refrigerator. "Think you can handle solids, or would you rather stick with soup for now?"

"Actually, you know what I would really like? Some rye toast with just a little butter and cinnamon sugar, and a cup of tea."

Kurt smiled, and got out the loaf of rye bread and the butter dish. "Is Bee still asleep?"

Blaine nodded. "Poor thing is exhausted. This bug really hit him hard."

"I know, I was really worried. I was going to take him to the ER, but the fever finally came down. I don't know why he got it worse than the rest of you."

Blaine shrugged. "He's been through a lot the last couple of months. His body might just be under a lot of stress, and unable to fight off viruses and infections right now. Maybe we should take him to the doctor when we get back home."

Kurt hummed in agreement as he made the tea and buttered the toast. "Probably wouldn't hurt."

…

By the time they left for the airport to return home on Sunday, everyone was feeling much better, although Bee was still pale and tired. They said goodbye to Cooper and Katie at the security checkpoint. Lisa was once again working their flight, to help them out with the babies.

The flight home was uneventful, the babies behaved well. Bee slept most of the way, and when they got home, he went straight to bed.

Kurt was exhausted as well, and once he made sure the babies were settled for the night, he crawled into bed. Two hours later he woke up and dashed to the bathroom to throw up.