A/N: Well I must apologize for my absence. I had no motivation for this story or an idea to go with. Thankfully a very sweet reviewer helped confirm an idea that I had floating around in my head that I wasn't sure about it. Here it is and I hope you enjoy it:

"Daddy?"

Will glanced through his rear view mirror at his little girl in the back seat. Her red curls hung just past her shoulder and her tiny body looked even tinier in her car seat. She held a stuffed puppy in her arms that Will had bought for her after Emma almost had a panic attack when Jen asked her for a real one.

He smiled at the innocent look in his daughter's wide brown eyes that matched her mothers.

"What is it sweetie?"

"We're gonna go see Mommy right?" The three year old asked.

"Yes Jen, we're going to see Mommy." He replied, turning his eyes back to the road. "We're going to see your new baby sister too."

"We are?" Jen asked and Will could practically see her face lighting up.

He chuckled a response, "Yep."

"Is she pretty Daddy?"

Will smirked waiting for the inevitable: the loads of questions his young daughter was sure to ask him. Then his smirk grew into a bright smile as he remembered the sight of the newest edition to his family.

Jen being born was the most memorable experience of his life and nothing could ever replace the sight and the feeling he felt inside when he saw his first child enter the world. But it was chaotic, Emma was panicked and despite the doctor's and nurses attempts to calm her down, the only thing that would calm her slightly was Will holding her hand. The birth was messy as expected but to his surprise Emma handled it alot better than he thought she would. During almost the whole birth she either had her eyes closed or they were completely focused on Will's face. When Jen was finally born, they placed her on top of Emma's stomach. She stared down at her daughter for a few seconds, a smile on her face and happy tears spilling out of her eyes. Then her eyes widened slightly and Will could see that her face paled considerably. Will ordered the nurses to take the baby away, knowing what was coming. The final stages of one of her really bad panic attacks always ended in two things: vomiting and then passing out cold.

The birth of their second daughter went slightly better. Emma knew exactly what to expect and remained more calm during the labor. The actual birth went quicker than the first and the nurses knew not to put the bloody, slimy baby on top of Emma.

Emma seemed confused as they took her baby away from her and almost went into a panic thinking something was wrong. Will was quick to reassure her that they were just cleaning her off.

After they thoroughly cleaned off the newborn they brought her over to Emma and she willingly took her daughter into her arms. Even though the infant was clean of all messes, Emma could still smell the blood in the air. She didn't get sick like the last time but Will felt it was best to take their new daughter to the nursery until Emma was all cleaned up herself and feeling alright.

After crying for a little while for having the baby taken away from her, Emma put herself to sleep and while she rested, Will made his way down to the nursery feeling happier than he ever could remember. He and Emma had successfully brought another human life into the world and their new daughter, Kathryn, and Jen were the two most beautiful little girls he had ever seen.

"She's very pretty." Will spoke dreamily.

"What's her name?"

"Her name is Kathryn."

"Kaffrin?" Jen repeated with her three year old lisp. Will laughed, quickly glancing back at her for a second.

"You can call her Kate." Will offered and through the mirror he could see her smile.

"Okay!" Jen looked away from him and down to the stuffed mutt on her lap. She pet the fake dog's fur and Will was surprised that she was done with her questioning.

They stayed in silence for a few more minutes and then Will heard her small voice singing along to the CD he had popped into the car stereo. He smiled as he listened to Jen sing. Even at three years old, he could hear the singing potential she would have when she was older. He had no doubt of the ability of her voice even when she was just a tiny baby. She didn't cry very much but when she did it almost shook the entire house. Their neighbors even told them a few times that they could hear her crying. With a voice like that and the singing ability from him and from Emma, he had no doubt that when she eventually got to high school she'd be another Rachel Berry. Just not with the attitude.

Will chuckled under his breath as he found himself humming the latest Disney song, nor did he care. He felt as happy as the animated talking animals sounded singing their song.

He pulled into the hospital parking lot, paying the parking fee, and finding a spot that was closest to the entrance.

When they stopped, Jen looked up from petting her dog and looked out the window to the large building. She furrowed her little brow and glanced at Will. "Daddy, is Mommy okay?"

Will unbuckled himself and turned to face her. "Of course she is baby."

"We're at the hospital daddy, thats where really sick people go." She pouted and Will could see the tears starting to fill her eyes. He quickly jumped out of the car and walked around to the back to unbuckle her from her seat belt.

"It is where sick people go yes but it is also a place where mommy's go to have babies." Will explained and lifted her out of her seat.

"It is?" Jen asked, wrapping her arms around Will's neck.

"It is." He nodded, moving out of the car and kicking the door closed. With his free hand he opened the passenger front door and pulled the teddy bear that his mother had bought him to give to the baby.

"Do you want hold the present for Kate?" He asked Jen, holding the white bear out to her.

Jen's face lit up and she nodded, reaching out to grab the bear from his hands, cuddling both the bear and her puppy against her chest.

Will chuckled and kissed the top of her head, closed the door, and headed towards the entrance of the hospital.

When they reached the maternity wing, Will waved at the nurses' station. They had come to know him quite well over the last couple of days because he visited the nursery so often and left the hospital and came back so many times.

A nurse in purple scrubs approached them from down the hallway and smiled at seeing Jen in Will's arms. "So this is the big sister we've heard all about huh?"

Jen clutched onto Will tightly and leaned into his shoulder. She was very talkative and outgoing around her family but when she met new people she became shy and reclusive, hiding near the closest parent.

Will looked down at Jen and bounced her once on his hip. "It's okay sweetie, this is Patty, she is a very nice nurse who helped Mommy."

Patty, a nurse who looked only a couple years older than Will, smiled brightly at Jen and held out her hand. "It's very nice to meet you Jen, your mommy and daddy told me all about you."

Jen eyed her hand warily and Will nudged her encouragingly. "Shake her hand Jen."

Jen moved closer to Will and shook her head. "Her hand might be dirty Daddy, I can't."

Both adults chuckled at the comment.

"Like mother like daughter." Patty remarked. She knew the Schuester family very well, assisting in not only Kathryn's birth but Jen's as well. Both times she helped sterilize a room for the incoming mother so with all that was going on she wouldn't have to worry about germs from the hospital room.

"You have no idea." Will laughed. "We have a little Emma running around the house."

Like she had told Will when Jen was just a baby, Emma tried to keep her crazy out of her daughter and the for the most part she succeeded. Emma taught the girl normal, clean habits such as washing your hands before dinner and not shaking someone's hand that might not be clean. She taught Jen to clean up any mess she made and to be careful when she ate. Will knew their daughter's cleanliness habits could have been worse and quite frankly, he was glad that she developed them. Jen didn't get sick as often because of it and they didn't have to worry about her dragging all sorts of messy and dirty things all over the house. Will knew from babysitting Kendra's kids that two and three year olds liked to get into anything they could, they liked to spill things, take things out and put them all over the place. They liked to get messy. Will was thankful that Jen was not like that at all. When she would take things out to play with them once she was done she'd put them all back and if she accidentally spilled something, if she couldn't reach the napkins herself she'd call for one of her parents to help clean it up. In more ways than one, Jen was similar to her mother and that only made Will love both of them more.

Patty smiled at him and glanced at Jen once more. "Well it was a pleasure to meet you Jen. Your mommy is waiting to see you."

Jen lifted her head off of Will's shoulder and she smiled brightly. She quickly turned to her head to look at Will. "Daddy, can we go see Mommy now please?"

Will chuckled. "Of course we can."

Will and Patty shared a nod before Will headed off down the hall towards his wife's room. He smirked to himself as his daughter practically bounced in his arms barely able to contain her excitement to see her mother.

Will reached Emma's room and knocked on the door as he walked in, "Knock knock." He grinned as he walked in.

Emma was sitting up in the hospital bed, her red hair pulled back and glowing radiantly.

Jen squirmed in his arms and he placed her down onto the ground.

"Mommy!" She squealed and ran over to the bed. Emma moved, her arms out stretched and helped Jen onto the bed. Jen threw her arms around her mother and buried her face into her chest causing Emma to laugh.

Emma kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back soothingly. "Hi baby girl."

"Mommy I missed you." Jen murmured into her chest, her soft voice muffled by the hospital gown.

"I know baby, I missed you too." Emma whispered to her, burying her face into her hair.

Will smiled, standing near the edge of the bed, watching his two favorite girls bonding. He never would get tired of watching Emma be a mother to their daughter and now daughters. Emma adapted to motherhood alot quicker than either of them thought she would. Will knew it would take some time for Emma to overcome her fears and insecurities and many times throughout the first year of Jen's life, he found Emma crying because she thought she was such a horrible mother. He constantly told her otherwise and once Jen was old enough to speak, she did too. The first word that she spoke was 'Mommy' and she clinged to Emma where she went.

"You had a good time at Grandma's house though right?" Emma asked after a few minutes and Jen had pulled away to just sit on her lap.

Jen nodded enthusiastically. "Grampy let me sleep in the big bed all by myself!"

"Oh did he?" Emma glanced at Will who gave her a sheepish shrug. She sighed and turned back to her daughter pushing a stand of hair behind her ear. "You weren't scared?"

Jen ducked her head. "I was a little. Grampy came in and slept with me the first time and then I got to sleep in Grammy and Grampy's big bed with them."

"That was very nice of them." Emma commented and Jen nodded again.

"Yeah but I missed you and daddy." Jen pouted her tiny pink lips and Emma smiled, poking them with her fingertip.

"You saw Daddy last night right?"

"Uh huh!" Jen's smile returned. "I slept with Daddy last night. I couldn't sleep though because daddy said we were gonna see you in the morning."

"And you were excited to see me?" Emma's face brightened.

"Very much!" Jen exclaimed with a wide grin.

"I couldn't wait to see you either." Emma smiled as Jen rested her head back against her chest. "I missed your hugs."

Jen tightened her grip as best she could around Emma and she chuckled lightly, kissing the top of her head.

Emma looked over her daughter's head to her husband. They locked eyes and shared a warm smile. They had both missed each other over night. Will wanted to stay with Emma again but Emma insisted he go home and get a good nights sleep instead of crashing on the uncomfortable chair near her bed.

Will slowly walked over and leaned down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. Emma smiled into the kiss and after it broke their foreheads came together in a loving touch.

"How are you feeling this morning?" Will asked, lifting his head.

"Like I want to go home." Emma replied instantly, almost like she had planned the answer before hand.

Will smirked and dropped a kiss to her forehead. "I'm sure you won't be here too much longer."

"I hope not." She grumbled and looked around the bright, white room. "It's too white here and I don't care how clean they say it is I feel so uncomfortable in this bed and in these clothes. I just want to go home, take a shower, put on one of your big T-shirts and relax in my own home."

"I don't think we'll be doing much relaxing." Will said pointedly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "If Kate is anything like this monster," he motioned towards Jen resting comfortably on top of Emma, "we won't be getting any sleep for about six months."

"Honestly, I'd prefer no sleep in my own home then getting sleep in this place." Emma replied.

"You say that now." He chuckled, half serious.

"I mean it Will, you know how much I hate hospitals. The faster I can get out of here the better."

"We'll talk to the doctor." He rested his hand over hers and squeezed it lightly.

"Here we are." Will pushed the door open to their house, carrying the baby carrier. He walked inside followed by Emma holding Jen's hand.

He carried the baby carrier into the kitchen and placed it on the table. He lowered the cover and smiled down at the small infant. He ran his finger very lightly across her forehead and then dropped a small kiss to the top of her soft head. "Welcome home Kathryn."

The sleeping child didn't make a sound or movement. He looked over his shoulder seeing Emma and Jen standing in the doorway. Jen wordlessly looked up at Emma and Emma nodded her head. Jen let go of her mother's hand and walked over to Will.

Will lifted her up to stand on the chair in front of the baby and held around the waist.

"She's really small." Jen whispered, staring at Kate.

"Yes she is but she's going to get bigger. Each day she's going to get a little big bigger and bigger." Will explained.

"You were right Daddy, she is very pretty."

Will kissed the side of her head as they both focused their attention on the small sleeping child.

Emma slowly walked into the kitchen, stopping on the left side of Will. Will turned to look at her and Emma turned her head to face him. They both smiled and Will took one arm and wrapped it around his wife still holding up his eldest daughter with the other.

Emma rested her head against Will's shoulder and together they all relished in the warmth and love of their family.

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