Still don't own Glee...dang.

Dancing Through Life

by-andthenIfound5dollars

Warning-Medical situations, though not explicit.

Asking Mel turned out to be the easiest part of the whole process. She realized what they were saying before Kurt or Blaine could even finish the thought. She yelled and jumped into Blaine's arms, saying that yes, of course she would!

They spent the rest of the afternoon laughing and talking, deciding when and where and how.

Kurt was hesitant, but asked what kind of set up she was the most comfortable with, and if she was serious about being the egg donor as well as carrying the baby to term.

"I just, I want him or her to know where they came from. That they were born out of our love," he pointed to him and Blaine. "And our friendship," he finished motioning to all three of them. "Without ever having to question any of it, but I want to make sure that you are totally okay with that. We can look into an anonymous donor if you aren't comfortable."

Mel told them she was more than fine with that. She would love to be the baby's mother, but not their mom. "I will always be his or her Aunt Mel, nothing will ever change that."

After that, Mel called her gynecologist for an OB-Gyn referral, and they made an appointment for the following Monday.

"You realize, of course," Mel started as she was saying goodbye that night, "that after this, you'll never be rid of me. We'll be in each other's lives forever."

She waggled her eyebrows like this was some daunting task for them, but Blaine just shrugged. "Icing on top of the cake," he told her.

The hard part was just beginning though. There were insurance issues to figure out. They had to contact a lawyer to draw up surrogacy papers, figure out the laws of the state and what they could and couldn't do. Then they had to wait a full month so Mel's doctor could track her cycle to decipher when her most fertile days were.

Christmas came and went. Blaine's mom and brother, Lena and Cooper, came to New York, and Mel went home to Connecticut. Kurt and Blaine hosted their annual New Years Eve party for all their friends. The alcohol flowed, and more food than anyone could ever eat. Everyone was singing and dancing and the whole party went up to the roof to watch the fireworks at midnight.

After the glitz and glam of the holidays were over, they just had to wait until Mel's first appointment on February 10th. And in that time, the guys had to decide who was going to be donating the sperm.

"It really doesn't matter to me," Blaine told him one night in early January while they were making dinner. "You want some wine?"

"Yes, please."

Once Blaine had settled down next to him and taken a bite, Kurt reached for his wine glass and took a deep breath.

"I think I want it to be you," he said.

Blaine looked over at him, finished chewing and wiped his mouth. "Okay, but why? Because if you say just because you don't want it to be you-I reject that out of hand," Blaine told him, giving him a look.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "No, that's not it," he assured him. "I just...think I want it to be you.

It's not that important to me who's biologically the parent." Kurt shrugged. "No matter what, he or she will be ours, and I think a little kid with your big honey colored eyes, the way you look at the world and the way you have faith in things before anyone proves to you that you should is what's missing from this world."

"Well, what about you?" Blaine asked. "Your stubbornness, and your inability to give up on anything, especially yourself. Your will to survive no matter who tries to tell you otherwise? I would love to have a baby just like you, Kurt."

Kurt smiled, reaching across the table to take Blaine's hand. "I want this one to be yours. If in a few years we decide we want to have another one, I'll throw my genepool into the mix. But if we decide that this is it, I want another one of you running around this planet."

Blaine nodded. "Okay."

They resumed eating for a few moments, before Blaine spoke up. "But I don't want to tell anyone."

Kurt looked up in surprise. "Why not?"

Blaine shrugged. "Well first, because it's nobody's business. But mostly because I don't ever want anyone thinking this is My baby or this is Your baby. I want him or her to be ours, to everyone.

"I think from a legal standpoint, Mel will have to know...but other than that, nope. Just us."

Kurt heard the unspoken words Blaine was saying, his dad in particular, but chose to let them go. "Okay, as far as anyone else is concerned, we did the 'swirl' thing and have no idea either way."

Blaine laughed as he leaned over for a quick kiss. "Perfect."

xoxo

The morning of Mel's first appointment, Kurt and Blaine made their way to her new OB-Gyn on their own, first. After they had checked in, a nurse came to get them. She led them to a small room, handed Blaine a cup with instructions on how to use it, and winked as she shut the door.

The room was tiny.

"Do guys actually come in here and…do this…like alone?" Kurt asked after the nurse had closed the door.

Blaine laughed as he flipped through some of the magazines on the table.

"I guess so," Blaine agreed. The room was nowhere near romantic, and by the look on his husband's face, he wasn't about to sit on that couch either. "I don't think these magazines are gonna do anything for us either."

Kurt looked over, desperately trying to hide his smile behind a face of disgust.

"It's a good thing I brought you with me," Blaine growled as he pulled Kurt into his arms and buried his face into Kurt's neck.

"I don't think I can do this here," Kurt groaned, covering his face with his hand. "Can't we just go home and…"

"Kurt," Blaine moaned. "We haven't had sex in over a week. Do you know how long it's been since I've gone without doing anything for a week? I'm pretty sure it was when I was 13 and had mono. I'm so wound up, I'm pretty sure you could just stretch your neck and I would come."

Kurt laughed, but let Blaine pull him into a kiss.

In the end, it wasn't as bad as they thought it was going to be.

xoxo

"Any second thoughts?" Kurt asked as he looked over to his friend.

Mel was leaning back on the examination table, her feet up in stirrups while they waited for the doctor to come and perform the procedure. Kurt was sitting on a stool at her head. The nurses had informed them that only one person could go back with Mel, and Blaine was a nervous wreck. They both decided it would be better if Kurt went.

"You know," she started, shaking her head. I had this horrible thought last night, that I would get here and have that moment of panic...but no," she smiled. "I'm feeling very zen about this whole thing."

"I wish you could share some of that zen with my husband," Kurt scoffed and rolled his eyes.

Mel looked over and giggled. "I know, right? I keep imagining those old cartoons, where the father-to-be is pacing so much that he wears a hole in the floor?"

Kurt laughed but nodded along. "He will be teased mercilessly when we get home tonight," he assured her. "Always talking about how he's the one with the calm head and he's the one talking me down from my diva moments? Yeah right."

"Be nice," Mel scolded, laughing. "You are just as nervous, I can see right through that tough exterior you're trying to put on."

Kurt grinned sheepishly, holding tight to Mel's hand. The doctor walked in and they both took a deep breath.

"Hi Melissa, how are you doing today?"

Mel nodded. "Okay. A little nervous, but okay," she answered.

"Don't be nervous," Dr Robins assured her, sitting down and lifting the sheet up over Mel's knees. "Just think of this like any other exam, okay?"

Mel took another deep breath. She nodded and squeezed Kurt's hand in hers.

Dr Robbins announced each step before she did them, and a few uncomfortable moments later she dropped the sheet back down over Mel's legs and stood up.

"Alright, we're all done here. You'll just need to lie still for about thirty minutes, let everything settle and do its thing. A nurse will come get you when you can get up, and I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thank you," Mel called.

Blaine walked in a few minutes later.

"They told me the procedure was done, so I could come back," he told them, walking over to Mel's other side and kissing her forehead.

"Yep, just letting everything percolate," she added with a smirk.

"So are you okay, is everything...okay?" he asked, moving his body like he was unsure what to do with his hands.

Mel assured him she was fine, and Kurt motioned for him to come over and stand next to him. He reached down and tangled their fingers together, giving Blaine's hand a quick squeeze to reassure him. Blaine looked up at him and smiled, obviously grateful for the gesture.

The second appointment the next day passed much the same. Although Blaine was much less nervous, as he knew what to expect, and he was the one to go back with her during the actual procedure.

Kurt scrolled through his phone, answered a few emails, and texted back and forth with Rachel while he waited for someone to come and get him.

After she had waited the required thirty minutes, the three went about their own days. Blaine headed home, because he had a mountain of work to get done. Kurt and Mel were both heading downtown, Kurt to work and Mel for a meeting, so they shared a cab.

Kurt had just hung up with his boss, saying he was on his way, when Mel started laughing.

"What's so funny?" he asked, pocketing his phone.

"I just thought of the crudest, most inappropriate thing...that I'm not even going to share, its so bad."

Kurt looked over at her, narrowing his eyes. "If it's what I'm thinking you're thinking, I actually already thought of that yesterday."

Mel looked over at him, trying her best not to grin, before they both started giggling.

Mel nudged him with her arm. "Hey, was it good for you?" she asked and they both dissolved into hysterical laughter.

"That doesn't even makes sense!" Kurt gasped out, wiping tears from his eyes and trying to compose himself.

Mel snorted out another laugh before elbowing him. "Then why are you laughing?"

Kurt stared at her for a few seconds, before they both roared with laughter again.

xoxo

There was a snowstorm over Ohio when Kurt and Blaine flew in a few weeks later, and Blaine was a nervous wreck. After much deliberation, they had agreed on a four day visit, two days with Blaine's mom, then two days with Kurt's parents.

"I feel like we need to tell our parents something, Blaine," Kurt told him as they walked out of the rental car office at the airport in Columbus.

"I just don't think we should say anything until we have something to tell," Blaine responded as they loaded their luggage into the trunk of their rental car. "You know the risks, Kurt. It could take a few tries before…" he stopped, and Kurt took his hand over the gearshift after they had slipped into the car and buckled their seatbelts

"I don't want to answer any questions, especially from my mom," Blaine finished, rolling his eyes and starting the car to begin warming it up.

Kurt nodded as he let go of his husband's hand to play with the hair on the back of his neck. Blaine let his hand rest on the inside of Kurt's thigh and leaned his head into Kurt's hand.

"Okay," Kurt agreed. "We won't say anything…yet," he finished with a smile.

"Kiss," Blaine whispered, leaning in. Kurt rolled his eyes but met his lips against his husband's.

Thankfully, the drive to Blaine's childhood home was uneventful, and they made it there before the heaviest snow fell. Everyone was in for a nice surprise when Cooper flew in from LA and crashed breakfast the following morning.

Lena had gone all out, cooking and cleaning and getting her house ready for her boys. On Friday morning, Cooper and Blaine agreed to have breakfast with their dad…and Kurt went along for moral support. Andrew was never outright cruel or mean, he was just cold and kept everyone at a distance, especially Blaine.

Blaine once confided in Kurt that his parent's divorce came soon after he had come out to them. Kurt knew that Blaine always blamed himself in some way for the dissolution of their marriage...and no matter what he or Cooper said to Blaine, he never could fully forgive himself, or let himself be comfortable around his father again. Cooper did what he could to diffuse the tension, but he'd always had a complicated relationship with Andrew as well.

They met at a local Inn. Certain topics were avoided, and everyone endured several long and uncomfortable pauses-but even Kurt could tell that Andrew was trying, even if Andrew's version of trying didn't exactly meet up with the expectations Blaine and Cooper had for him.

After breakfast, they dropped Cooper off at the airport and did some last minute shopping, as they were celebrating Christmas with Burt and Carole that afternoon.

"So, what are we going to do for holidays when we have a baby in tow?" Blaine asked as Kurt pulled onto the highway that would take them to his parents house.

Kurt sighed as he took a sip of his coffee. "Stay in New York?" he responded simply, shaking his head and Blaine laughed. "I'm serious honey, we'll just make everybody come to us."

"You let me know how that works out," Blaine yawned, flipping the radio dial.

Upon their arrival in Lima, Burt and Carole fawned over them. Bringing them into the house, shoving food at them no matter how many times they said they had already eaten.

Burt and Carole had left their tree up, and Carole wanted to do a little mock Christmas morning. She put on Christmas carols, they opened presents, she'd even made a fresh batch of christmas cookies for everyone to snack on, her and Burt still wearing their most horrible Christmas sweaters.

That night after dinner and a marathon of childhood Christmas movies, Burt and Carole headed up for the night, Kurt and Blaine following soon after.

Kurt walked over to the bed pulling his henley on as Blaine leaned back against the pillows, playing scrabble on his phone.

"Hand, please," Kurt commanded, picking up a bottle of moisturizer from his bag on the dresser. He squeezed a generous amount into his hand, rubbed them together and then into his husband's hands as well.

Blaine rubbed his hands together and smiled."I like this stuff," he said, picking up his phone again as Kurt pulled the blankets down and climbed into bed next to him. "What is it?"

"Mmm, me too," Kurt agreed, snuggling down. "I dunno, it was in a basket I got from Isabelle for Christmas. I'll look it up when we get home, see where we can get more."

Blaine hummed, nodding his agreement.

"Are you winning?" Kurt asked, yawning as he laid his head on Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine sighed a short laugh. "Nope," he said, clicking out of the app on his phone and pulling off his glasses. "Marc is kicking my butt,"

He turned back around and pulled Kurt into his arms. Kurt hummed happily as he settled his face into his husband's' chest. Blaine kissed the top of his head, running his fingertips up and down Kurt's back.

"Did you have a good Christmas?" Blaine joked quietly, kissing the top of Kurt's head again.

"Umm, yeah…busy, but good," Kurt answered slowly, mesmerized by the steady beat of Blaine's heart underneath his ear.

"Yeah," Blaine started, bringing his hand to his mouth to cover a yawn. "I'm looking forward to a lazy day of TV and leftovers tomorrow." Kurt huffed out a laugh.

"Speak for yourself, I promised Carole a shopping spree tomorrow. Dad's taking her on a cruise as an anniversary present and she needs a new wardrobe."

Blaine laughed, giving Kurt an extra squeeze. "At least it won't be as bad as if it were really the day after Christmas. You couldn't drag me to the mall then," he finished with a shudder.

"If I remember correctly," Kurt started, sitting up slightly and resting his chin on Blaine's chest. "You came with me the first few years we were dating."

"I know, and I'm scarred for life because of it," Blaine answered laughing. "Besides," he continued, pausing when Kurt leaned up to meet their lips together. "I was wooing you at the time, I have other ways of wooing you these days. I don't have to go and deal with the crowds of crazy people."

Kurt laughed into Blaine's chest. "I think that's a deal I can live with," Kurt murmured tilting his head up to meet his lips against his husband's. "Maybe I'll even get you something pretty."

Blaine chuckled slightly before deepening the kiss and cupping his hands around Kurt's face.

The buzzing of Blaine's phone and the ringing of Kurt's broke the two from their reverie.

"That's Mel's ringtone," Kurt mumbled.

"Mmm, yeah okay," Blaine groaned, pulling Kurt back for one more kiss before laughing and letting him go to answer his phone.

Kurt smiled back at his husband as he slid open the call.

"Hey sweetie, it's late…is everything okay?" he asked, resting his hand on Blaine's back as he leaned over to pick up his phone.

"Yeah, I know I'm sorry," Mel answered. "Were you guys asleep?"

"No, not yet," Kurt grinned, winking at Blaine. "What's up, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah…I'm fine," Mel admitted. "Great, even."

"Oh my god!" Blaine squeaked next to him.

"I'm guessing Blaine got the picture I just sent him?" Mel asked, laughing softly.

"Whadya mean?" Kurt asked looking over to where Blaine was holding his phone out.

"MEL?!" Blaine cried his eyes filling with tears. "Is this for real?"

"Blaine, honey, what?" Kurt asked, holding Blaine's hand steady so he could get a good look at the picture on his phone.

"I've taken four today." Mel's voice quivered quietly in Kurt's ear. "Two this morning and those two just now, all four of them say the same thing."

Kurt's breath caught in his chest as he studied the phone in Blaine's hand. He wondered vaguely how anyone could misread those things. You hear jokes all the time in movies and on TV about people who didn't know how to read the results, but Mel had obviously bought the idiot proof tests, because both sticks said the words plain as anything.

Pregnant

Kurt grabbed Blaine's other hand and held tightly as he fumbled the phone in his own hand to turn it on speaker.

"Mel, is this? Are you…are those what I think they are?" Blaine asked, his voice all but giving out as he hurried to slide his phone back open so they could keep staring at the picture.

"Those are sticks that I peed on, Blaine," Mel answered with a chuckle. "And quite well, I may add. I never knew I had such good aim."

"Mel…" Kurt began but couldn't think what he was going to say.

"I made an appointment for Monday afternoon, after I took the two this morning," Mel began. "Just to be sure. I wasn't going to tell you until I was sure, then come up with this really cutesy and annoying way to tell you…once I knew for sure. But I took those other two just now and I…I just had to tell you guys right now."

"No, Mel, thank you so much for calling," Blaine whispered, finally letting his phone darken and dropping it to the bed.

"Mel, can we…I mean, would you mind if we, um…came with you? To your doctor's appointment, I mean?" Kurt stumbled, his voice thick with emotion.

"Of course, yeah," Mel was quick to say, the smile evident in her voice as Kurt let out the breath he didn't realize he had been holding.

"Okay, good," Blaine rushed. "Do you need anything? I mean, we're still in Ohio, but we'll be home Sunday afternoon, so if you need anything…before then, or…"

"Blaine," Mel laughed softly. "I'm fine, I'm actually upstate at my friend Jamie's cabin this weekend for a little impromptu trip. I'll be home sometime Sunday as well, so I'll see you both then?"

"Yeah, of course," Kurt declared, wrapping his arm around his trembling husband's shoulders. "We'll see you then."

"Bye guys, love ya."

"We love you, Mel!" Blaine called as Kurt hung up the phone and laughed when Blaine pulled him into a hug so tight, Kurt could feel his bones crushing.

"Oh my god," Kurt murmured into his husband's neck. "Blaine, we're having a baby."

"We're having a baby!" Blaine cried, squeezing Kurt tighter and laughing.