OMG, this is LONG. Longest I have ever written. This was supposed to be 2 chapters, but I couldn't break it up. And yeah, I know, so not what anyone was expecting me to do, but it had been in the back of my mind for a while. Don't worry, next is back to the fun and frivolity of Blaine and Kurt and Casey."

If you recognize it, I don't own it.

"Honey, can you get that?" Blaine called from the bedroom, hearing his cell phone, which was in the living room, ringing.

"Sure!" Kurt called, grabbing the phone from the coffee table. "Hi Mom!" He answered, seeing Janet's name on the screen.

Janet laughed. "Hey Kurt. How have you two been?"

Kurt sighed, putting down the article he was proofreading. "Busy. Both of us are in the middle of major projects at work, all of the appointments and referrals regarding the IUI, and getting the guest room ready for Casey tomorrow, we're just going insane."

At this comment, Blaine entered the room, giving Kurt a questioning look, obviously wondering who was on the phone. "It's your Mom, babe." Kurt answered.

Janet perked up on the other end. "Is Blaine there sweetie? I have something to talk to both of you about."

Kurt smiled. "He is. Let me put you on speaker phone."

Blaine came over and sat on the couch beside Kurt. As soon as he knew the speaker phone was activated he spoke. "Hi Mom, what's up?"

Janet cleared her throat. "Sweetie, I have a question for you. I am going to start this with, your father and I have discussed this at length, and, we feel this is something that you have to make the decision on, we can't make it for you. Also, there is no right or wrong answer to this question."

Blaine gave an uneasy chuckle. "Why do I have a feeling this is going to be one of those growing opportunities that always make me do something that I am against?"

Janet sighed. "Because you are not going to like this." She took a deep breath before continuing. "OK, you know how I keep your father updated of the major events in your life?" Blaine stiffened, knowing she wasn't speaking of Richard, but rather Ken, his birth father. Kurt reached over and took Blaine's hand in his, trying to calm him down with a gentle touch. "Well, he called a couple of weeks ago, asking when Casey's graduation was so he could attend and asked how you and Kurt were doing. Well, I told him you were looking into becoming a father, and that Casey had offered to be your surrogate, and, well, he asked me if I would see if he could meet with you."

Kurt inhaled sharply, Blaine squeezing his eyes shut. "Mom." Blaine whispered.

Janet's eyes filled with tears at the pain she heard in her son's voice. "I know sweetheart. But, I want to tell you, I think this is good. I think he just wants to explain himself to you, to make sure you know the reason he was distant was himself, and to have some closure. Your father and I did tell him that, if you agree to this, we want to be present as well."

Blaine opened his eyes, the struggle evident. Kurt knew how hard of a decision this was for Blaine, so he spoke up. "Janet, when would this happen?"

"Well, he wants Casey there as well, so we thought we could fly in one day this next week when she is in New York and meet then."

Kurt looked over at Blaine. "Babe? What are you thinking? Talk to us."

Blaine took a deep breath. "Mom, while I know this is not going to be easy on any of us, I feel like, for me to be able to raise my child with no concerns as to how I failed as a child, I have to hear him out. Have you talked to Casey about this?"

"Your dad is on the phone with her right now, and from the sound of the conversation, her attitude is whatever you decide, she will go along with."

"Can we do this sooner, rather than later? I don't want to wait till Case's last day and have this over our heads the entire time."

Janet smiled through her tears, so proud of her son at this moment. "We can. I'll have your dad get tickets and a room booked and we'll let you know when we are coming in. As soon as we have a date, can I count on you two to make dinner reservations? Somewhere quiet that we can have a discussion?"

Kurt took this, knowing Blaine was about to break. "Sure Janet. Get us flight info and we'll book dinner. Also, let us know how long you are staying so, if possible, we can get a couple of other things in with you as well."

Janet and the boys stayed on the phone talking about the IUI info they had at this point in time. Casey had seen her gynecologist in Ohio before going back to school at Christmas time. She had stopped taking her birth control pill and they had done a few other tests, just to make sure Casey was healthy enough for a pregnancy. While she was in New York over her spring break she would be seeing the fertility specialist they were using, as well as the attorney, for some of the preliminary paperwork. Kurt had also been going through some tests, to make sure his sperm count was high enough for the artificial insemination process they were going to try at first. As Casey did not have any known fertility issues, this is the cheapest, and least invasive procedure for them to use. Just as they wrapped up the conversation regarding this, Kurt and Blaine heard Richard in the background, telling Janet something. "OK boys, we have our flight and hotel booked. We are coming in Saturday night, landing at 9, and leaving on Tuesday. We will be staying at the Plaza. I know Ken will book a flight to land the same day we do, so, let's plan on doing this sometime on Sunday. Does that work for you?"

"It does Mom. We'll get everything booked. Do you want us to have a car meet you?"

Janet had obviously put her phone on speaker, as Richard answered. "Not necessary Blaine. I have the service I usually use picking me up, and we'll take taxis once we are at the hotel. Now, I want you to sleep tonight, don't worry about this. Your mother and I both love you very much, and I am proud of you for deciding to allow him to have his say. We raised you well, and this just goes to show how much of a man you truly are, and I am proud to call you my son."

Blaine had tears pouring down his face. "I love you dad, and I don't want you to think me letting him talk to me is in anyway a judgment on you. In my mind, you are my father, not him, and, I wish he would have allowed you to adopt us so we would legally be yours."

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, letting him cry, as Richard answered. "Blaine, I never would doubt your love. I know how you and Casey both feel about me. Now, it is getting late and your sister is landing early tomorrow, so I want you to go and get some sleep."

Friday morning, 10 AM, Kurt and Blaine were at JFK, waiting to see that familiar head of dark curls bound through the security exit. Soon enough, Blaine spotted his little sister, and instantly noticed she wasn't her typical happy go lucky self. She saw the two men and smiled a small smile, rushing over to hug them both.

Blaine squeezed her tight, trying to reassure her. "Case? You ok?"

Casey pulled away, sniffing, and blinking quickly to clear her eyes. "I'm good. Just wondering what HE wants. Oh, and don't forget, I'm going to be talking to doctors and lawyers this week about carrying a baby for the first time in my life. Just a little nervous, that's all."

Kurt was walking ahead of them, trying to give them some privacy. "Casey, are you having second thoughts about being our surrogate?"

Casey stopped, and looked her brother in the eye. "No, absolutely not. I'm just nervous because this is all new. I have no idea what the procedures will be like, and I don't know how the pregnancy will feel. It's just a fear of the unknown, not the actual carrying a baby for you two."

Blaine smiled, his love for his sister growing even more. "Case, I love you. I couldn't have asked for a better sister. You have no idea what this means to Kurt and myself."

The Anderson siblings walked up on either side of Kurt, who was waiting by the baggage carousel, eying the luggage that was just starting to go around in the never ending circle, waiting on their owner to claim them. "Everything ok?" He asked, concern lacing his voice.

"Casey is just nervous about how much blood the doctors and lawyers are going to take from her this week" Blaine smirked, earning himself a pinch on his arm from his sister.

Kurt laughed. "Trust me, I would rather give blood than what I have to give. It is so embarrassing to have to deliver the specimen cup to the nurse, her knowing what I had done to fill the cup" He lowered his head with a blush.

Casey laughed, loving that Kurt slipped his guard enough to allow that phrase to come out. "Awww, poor Kurty doesn't like the nurse knowing he was jacking off in the other room?"

If possible, Kurt blushed even more, eliciting laughs from Blaine and Casey before Blaine decided to keep Kurt from further embarrassment. "Come on Case, give him a break. Something tells me that this summer we are all going to get VERY close."

"True" she answered, one eye on the suitcases. She suddenly lunged forward and pulled a large black and white polka dot suitcase out of the parade of luggage. "OK, this is all I had, so let's go."

"Blaine! Kurt!" Casey called from the living room. "Come on! You said we needed to leave by now to get to the restaurant on time!"

"We're ready." Kurt said, leading his husband out of their bedroom. He knew Casey and Blaine were both nervous, not sure what to expect out of this dinner. He was worried how they were both going to react, but trying his hardest to stay strong for them both. "OK, let's go."

Unfortunately for Blaine and Casey, the cab ride to the restaurant was entirely too short for their liking. They stood on the sidewalk as Kurt paid the driver, neither willing to be the first to enter the building they were standing in front of, even though they knew they were early and their parents shouldn't be there yet.

"Come on you two." Kurt said, holding Blaine's hand and leading the way in the door of Kurt and Blaine's favorite Italian restaurant. They had contemplated Thai or Chinese, but the restaurants didn't have the privacy they were looking for, so Italian won. "Casey, they have a killer gnocchi in a vodka sauce that you just have to try"

Kurt stopped at the hostess stand, greeting the young girl working there. "Hello. Anderson party of 6"

The girl looked at the list in front of her. "Ah yes. It appears the rest of your party was just seated. Please follow me."

Kurt felt Blaine's hand tighten on his at this announcement, and could see Casey hesitate. "Come on you two. Your mom and dad wouldn't have let this happen if they thought he was going to hurt you in any way. And they will be there for you, good or bad. They love you, as do I"

The three people seated at the table stood up to greet the three newcomers. Janet gave Kurt a very thankful look, knowing how much he was supporting Blaine at that moment, which, was, in turn, giving Blaine the strength to help Casey. "Kurt, please meet Ken Anderson, my first husband." She said, introducing Kurt to his father in law.

Kurt looked at the man he was in front of. "Very nice to meet you." He held out his hand to shake Mr Anderson's hand, treating him like he would anyone he met in a professional setting.

Ken looked at the young man in front of him, holding his son's hand. He couldn't help but smile at the poise and strength he saw in Kurt's eyes. "It is my pleasure. From what I have heard from Janet and Richard, you have made Blaine very happy, and for that I will always be thankful."

Blaine's head spun to look at Ken at that statement. He was confused. This sounded like a very proud, happy father. Janet saw the look of confusion on her son's face and cleared her throat. "Why don't we all have a seat?"

Everyone took their seats, and a stilted, vague conversation was started regarding some recent news stories that continued through dinner. Once dessert was on the table and all of the dinner dishes had been cleared, Ken cleared his throat. "Blaine, Casey, I know this request to see me must seem out of the blue, but it is something I have wanted to do for a while." He looked at the faces that resembled his so much, wishing he had been a better man and able to be a part of their lives. "I truly regret the way I acted when your mother and I divorced. I was young and stupid and didn't realize what I was giving up. I don't expect you to accept me with open arms, but, I would like to let you both know that I have been proud of each and every accomplishment you have made, and, I am so proud of you Casey for offering to carry a baby for Blaine and Kurt." Casey and Blaine looked at him with veiled expressions, still not sure where this was leading.

Kurt decided to ask the question no one else was willing to. "Excuse me if I am being too forward, but I am just trying to look out for my husband's best interests. What exactly do you want from them?"

Ken, aware of how this all sounded, closed his eyes for a moment. "Honestly, whatever they are willing to give me. I don't expect to ever be their father, as Richard did an excellent job of raising them to be the fine upstanding adults they are. But, I would like to at least have a chance to get to know you both. Be it emails, phone calls, and, possibly, eventually, visits at times, I just want a chance to prove to you both how I feel, and how truly sorry I am for my immaturity when I, for all purposes, abandoned you."

Blaine finally spoke. "Ken, I am sorry, I can't call you Dad, but I don't know what I should call you." He looked up at Richard, hoping to gain some strength from the man who he did consider to be his dad. "Can you please tell me, what made you cut all ties to us?" He looked at Casey, seeing the question he asked reflected in her eyes.

Blaine, Casey, I have no excuse. I was young and irresponsible and, when your mother and I married, we never discussed kids. Then when it happened and our lifestyles changed so drastically, I did what I did best at that time, and decided to ignore the changes I didn't like, hoping things would go back to the way they were. The best thing your mother could have done for you at that point was what she did, and that was get you away from me. I was drunk all the time, out to all hours of the day and night, and, it's amazing I didn't get fired or kill someone when I was drunk. When I saw you 13 years ago at my father's funeral, I realized then how short life is, and how I wanted you both to be a part of my life. I also knew it wasn't fair to either of you, so I made a deal with your mom to let me know when important events were coming up so I could be there. You neither one knew it but I was at all of your school performances and graduations, sitting in the back so you wouldn't see me." He looked both of his children in the eye. "All I'm asking is for a chance to be your friend."

Blaine looked down at the table for a moment, before speaking. "Can we have a little time to think about this?" He looked over at Casey, who had tears pouring down her face. "It's just, this is a lot of information to absorb, in a very short period of time." He looked over at his mother and father before continuing. "And, Ken, I don't assume to speak for Casey, but, I have forgiven you. If I hadn't, it would mean I was bitter about having Richard raise me as his own, and I could never feel like that."

Richard smiled, tears rolling down his face to hear his son say that. Ken smiled, knowing at least part of what he said was being absorbed. "And, I also want to make an offer that stands, regardless of what kind of relationship you wish to have with me." He took a deep breath, not having discussed this with Janet. "I know that the costs associated with the surrogate process can be steep. I would like to pay for the legal costs, as well as the medical costs."

Kurt's eyes widened, his hand going up to his mouth to cover the look of shock. "Ken, that is entirely too much. We can't…"

"Kurt, please stop." Ken interrupted. "I neglected my children for 24 years. This isn't nearly enough. But, if it gives you and Blaine a chance to show that the Anderson blood can be a good father, unlike myself and my father before me, then I would give my entire fortune to see it done. I am a very wealthy but lonely man, and I just want a chance to do something right for someone, at least once in my life."

Casey finally spoke. "Mom, Dad, I love you both. I wanted to say that before I say this." She turned to Ken. "Ken, while you will never be my father, as, in my memory this is only the second time I have seen you, I am willing to give you a chance to at least be somewhat involved in my life. And, before these two proud idiots next to me say no, I am accepting your generous offer." She poked her brother, who was getting ready to interrupt. "I would like to take this opportunity to ask if you would like to have a ticket to sit in the family section of seating at my graduation in May."

Ken's face lit up, and the tears he had been trying to contain finally rolled down his face. "Casey, I would be honored. Your mother has all of my contact information. She can get me the information I need before the ceremony."

Casey smiled bashfully. "Would I be able to have your contact information? At least phone number and email address for now?" She held her breath, knowing how he answered would determine any future relationship they would have.

Ken smiled, reaching into his pocket, pulling out a business card and pen. He wrote something on the back before handing the card to Casey. "I wrote my personal cell and email on the back. The information on the front is for my office. Any of the numbers will work." He looked at Blaine and raised an eyebrow, questioning. Blaine nodded and Ken wrote the same information on another card that he handed to his son.

Kurt looked at his watch, just realizing what time it was. "As much as I hate to break this up, it is getting close to midnight and we have appointments at 9 AM tomorrow with the attorney to sign some paperwork for the surrogacy before seeing the fertility specialist tomorrow. Janet, are you still wanting to join us at the doctor's office tomorrow?"

Janet smiled at Kurt, thankful for him being there with her family that evening. "I am. I think it will help with some of Casey's nerves, and I know I have a few questions to ask that she may not have thought of."

Richard spoke up at that. "Kurt, Blaine, would Ken and I be able to join you at the attorney's office tomorrow? I know I have a couple of questions for him, and, this is a chance for Ken to make arrangements for the bills to be sent to him."

Ken sent a thankful look toward Richard. "That would actually be perfect. I would like to go to the doctor's office as well, but, when my secretary found out I was going to be in town, a long delayed meeting was arranged for lunch tomorrow, and I fly out right after that. But, if you could get me their phone number and mailing address, I will make arrangements with them as well." He looked over at Blaine. "And, if you want nothing else to do with me, that will be the extent of my involvement.

Blaine looked Ken in the eye, squeezing Kurt's hand, that was resting on his knee. "We can discuss this more tomorrow morning. Ken, thank you for your generous offer, and, for your apology tonight. I am going to reflect what Casey said, while I do have memories of you earlier in my life, Richard is my father, but, I am willing to at least talk to you some and see if we can develop any sort of a relationship."

Ken moved around the table and held out his hand to shake Blaine's. "That is all I can ask for, and more than I deserve. I will see you all in the morning?"

Casey placed her hand on Ken's arm in a gesture of acceptance. Ken shook Kurt's hand while Richard told him the car would be at the hotel to pick them up at 8:30. As Ken left Blaine and Casey rushed over to their parents, ending up in a group hug. Kurt could hear Richard and Janet telling their children how proud of them they were, while Blaine and Casey kept telling their parents how much they loved them. After a few minutes Kurt interrupted. "OK, I really do have to interrupt this. I wasn't kidding. It's time for the restaurant to close and we do have very early appointments tomorrow."

The Anderson/Fisher family separated, all turning to Kurt. "My husband, the slave driver." Blaine said, a smirk on his face.

"Oh hush." Kurt said, leading everyone toward the door. He stopped to pay and was informed the gentleman who just left covered dinner. They all looked at each other in shock, not sure how to react. Kurt finally gathered his thoughts enough to thank the hostess as they walked out to get cabs to go get some sleep.

"Mom, Dad, do you have the address for tomorrow morning?" Blaine asked, as Kurt hailed the cabs.

"We do." Richard answered. "I have already given it to the car service so they could arrange a car for us." He gathered his son in his arms as his wife was hugging their daughter. "Blaine, I love you. Now, go home, sleep, and we'll see you in the morning."

"I love you too Dad. Don't ever question my love for you. Please?"

"Never." Richard answered, a smile on is face.