The trip to the hospital was eventful to say the least. Kurt and Blaine had to explain their story to countless doctors and eventually a police man and a social worker. The doctors confirmed that the child was perfectly healthy - but they would still keep him over night to check nothing changed - and that he was only a few days old, meaning he'd have probably been born April 28th. The couple spoke to the social worker about the possibility of adopting him. The social worker, Jennifer, explained that as the baby was new born and not yet in the care system, adoption would most likely be a lot easier. As they had already been approved for adoption, she assured them that the baby could be theirs as soon as they completed the paper work. They were told to come back the following day to be updated on the baby's well being and start on the adoption papers
As the baby had not been named, Jennifer told them that they had the opportunity to name him, which left Kurt and Blaine debating names on their drive home.
"We should name him after his parents like my parents did with me," Kurt suggested.
"I thought your mother's name was Elizabeth," Blaine said. "Where did the K come from?"
"My mom's name was Katherine Elizabeth, but everyone called her Elizabeth," Kurt explained. "When I was born they toyed with the idea and decided that they should use the K from Katherine and the urt from Burt."
"That's kind of cute. But I'm not sure if having a child named Blurt or Klaine is a good idea," Blaine chuckled.
"Well, how did your parents name you?" asked Kurt.
"After my mom's father and my dad's mother. Billy and Elaine. Blaine."
"What about our parents?" asked Kurt. "I think they'd like that. And we can't just name him anything, it has to be a name that means something to us."
"But which parents do we choose? We can't name them after all of our parents. And I don't want our kid named after my dad, anyway. He's not exactly a good person," Blaine said, his voice dropping to a murmur on his last sentence.
"Okay, how about after our moms? Elizabeth and Jasmine."
"Jelizabeth!" Blaine cried.
"Blaine that sounds silly. And it sounds like a girls name," Kurt complained.
"Eli-ja," Blaine experimented.
Kurt stopped the car as he pulled up to a traffic light and used the opportunity to peer over at his husband.
"Say that again," he said.
"Eli-ja?" Blaine repeated, questioningly.
"That's perfect!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Kurt, that sounds stupid," Blaine insisted.
"No, silly. Not Eli-ja, but Elijah. Isn't it perfect. It's pretty much the start of our moms names," Kurt squealed excitedly.
Blaine threw his arms around Kurt, holding him tightly, and whispered, "Elijah is perfect." They broke their embrace, however, when a car from behind beeped it's horn loudly, and Kurt noticed that the red light had turned green.
"Looks like we have a baby name," Kurt chuckled as he drove away.
Elijah was perfect. Both Kurt and Blaine agreed. The next day Blaine sat with the child in his arms, holding a bottle to his lips, with Kurt behind him with his arms wrapped in a tight embrace. The nurse had talked to them and informed them that Elijah was in perfect health, before going over all of the things they'd need to know to look after a child: diapers, bottles, sleeping patterns, the lot. Kurt had called up a colleague from work, Anastasia, who he deemed fashionable enough to understand fabrics and colours, and had asked her to pick up some baby furniture and clothes he'd looked at online and drop them at Kurt and Blaine's home so that he could set them up later. Then Elijah had got fussy, so the nurse allowed them to feed their child.
"He's beautiful," Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear.
"He is. He's perfect," Blaine agreed.
"I cannot wait to take him home. I can't wait to raise a baby with you," Kurt said.
"Me neither. I love you so much," Blaine replied, taking his eyes away from the child for a second to meet eyes with his husband.
"And I love you," Kurt returned.
"When shall we tell our parents?" asked Blaine.
"When we've filled out all of the paperwork and we know Elijah is ours," Kurt suggested. "I don't want to get my dad's hopes up for nothing."
"Okay, we'll Skype our parents later," Blaine agreed.
Soon, Elijah's eyes started drooping, his bottle making him sleepy, and so Blaine burped him the way he'd been shown, and settled him down into the hospital cot. It wasn't long after that Jennifer came to find them with stacks of paper work for them to fill out. Their hands hurt from signing their names so many times and their eyes hurt from reading, but soon enough it was all finished and Jennifer grinned at them.
"Congratualtions, Mr and Mr Anderson-Hummel. You are now, legally, parents to Elijah Anderson-Hummel," Jennifer announced. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other with huge grins and wrapped their arms around one another in a tight embrace before joining Jennifer into the hug and thanking her over and over. The were informed that they could take their child home tomorrow.
The spent another few hours with Elijah before they went back home to tell their parents. First, the Skyped Burt and Carole, who answered almost straight away on the iPad that Kurt and bought them for that exact reason.
"Hey, kids!" Burt greeted.
"Hi dad, hi Carole!" Kurt returned, squeezing Blaine's hand tightly.
"What's up? We usually talk on Saturdays," Burt said.
"Well, Kurt and I have some big news and we couldn't wait to share it with you," Blaine informed them. "Do you want to tell them?"
"Yeah. Right, so remember a while ago Blaine and I were looking into adoption and we got approved and all that?" The couple watched as Burt and Carole nodded. "Well, last night we were woken up by the doorbell ringing at 3 AM and we found a new born baby on the doorstep. Well, we talked about what we were going to do and we knew that we had to take him to the hospital to make sure he was okay, but we thought we'd also take this as an opportunity and see if we'd be able to adopt him. Honestly, as soon as I'd held him and the idea was out there I couldn't stand the thought of giving him up. He's perfect. So we took him to the hospital and he was perfectly fine, but they've kept him over night to check he's okay, and we spoke to social services and signed some papers and, well, to summarise, if all goes to plan, by tomorrow we should have our new son here." Kurt watched the face of his dad and step-mother as they grinned. Carole let out an excited squeal .
"I've got my first grand baby?" Burt asked, excitedly.
"Yeah," Kurt confirmed.
"That's amazing, guys. Does he have a name?" Carole questioned.
"Well, we were allowed to name him, as he hadn't been given a name, and we decided on Elijah, as it's like a combination of both our moms, Elizabeth and Jasmine," Blaine explained. Burt's face changed at this and his smile grew from happy and excited to proud.
"That's great. Your mom would be so proud of you Kurt," Burt said, wiping at the tears beginning to form in his eyes.
"Dad, you're gonna make me cry," Kurt complained, furiously wiping at his own tears.
"She would. And I am too. I can't wait to meet my grandson. We'll be there tomorrow night," Burt told them.
"Dad, you'll never get a flight by tomorrow," Kurt reminded him.
"I'm not waiting to find a flight. We'll drive over; it's only 10 hours. If you want we can stop in a hotel room, but I wanna meet little Elijah as soon as possible."
"No, you can stay with us," Blaine assured him. "I know Kurt's dying to get the nursery decorated as soon as possible anyway, and maybe you can help him. It might be a bit chaotic here though."
"We'll help as much as possible," Carole said.
"Oh, can you see if Finn can come too? He keeps nagging me about when he's going to become an uncle," Kurt chuckled.
"Finn is going to be ecstatic!" Carole replied. "I think Burt and I best be getting prepared for our long journey tomorrow. I can't wait to meet him, guys."
"And I can't wait to introduce you. I'm so excited to see you," Kurt sighed.
"Blaine, have you told your mom yet?" Burt asked.
"No, we're calling her once we get off the line with you," Blaine said.
"Okay, we'll leave you to that then. See you tomorrow, guys!" Burt said.
"Bye!" Kurt and Blaine said simultaneously.
Once they'd hung up, they rang Blaine's mom who was equally enthusiastic and insisted she come and visit as soon as she could get the time off work and that Kurt and Blaine send her as many pictures as the could once the baby was home.
That afternoon Kurt and Blaine set up the nursery furniture that Anastasia had got in one of the spare rooms. Kurt frowned at the lack of proper decoration, but Blaine assured him that when Burt got there they could go to the DIY store and get some paint. They went to the store to stock up on baby formula and nappies and all the things that they would need to look after Elijah. By the time they got to bed, they were both exhausted, but as Kurt drifted off to sleep, Blaine lay awake worried.
At around midnight, Kurt was woken by Blaine's tossing and turning and snuggled close to his husband. "Are you awake?" Kurt murmured sleepily.
"Yeah, can't sleep," Blaine replied.
"Because you're excited?" Kurt asked.
"Not just that. I guess I'm a little worried too," Blaine admitted.
"Why would you be worried?"
"I don't want to be a bad dad. I mean, I don't exactly have the best example of a father. What if I turn out like him?" Blaine asked.
Kurt shuffled to pull Blaine against him, Blaine's curls tickling the bare skin on his shoulder. "Listen, baby, you are not in any way like your dad. You are kind and accepting and you are going to be a great dad. I've seen how you are with Cooper's kids. You're going to be great," Kurt assured him.
"You think so?" Blaine questioned.
"I know so," Kurt confirmed. "Now, c'mon, let's get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow."
"We're gonna be parents," Blaine whispered.
"I know. I can't wait," Kurt replied.
They were silent for a few moments, and Kurt thought Blaine was beginning to drift to sleep, until he heard a timid voice ask, "Kurt?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I be papa?" Blaine asked around a yawn.
"As long as I can be daddy," Kurt said with a smile.
"That sounds perfect," Blaine whispered before closing his eyes and letting himself fall asleep.
[A/N] Excuse my lack of posting. So, I have no idea how the adoption system works here let alone in America, so if this is false then apologies, but let's be honest it's fiction, so I guess it doesn't matter. Also, I was debating names for ages and then I heard what Heather Morris had named her baby and I thought it was perfect. Finally, I'm still broken over the Cory tribute episode, but I could not kill off Finn, not matter how canon it is. I just adore Finn and so he's alive and healthy and he's gonna get to be fun Uncle Finn! I hope you liked this :)