It was brought to my attention that I forgot one minor detail in the last chapter. I have now fixed it, but, I realize that I forgot to mention that Rachel and Finn didn't tell everyone until the second trimester that they are pregnant. After suffering a miscarriage they would be very aware of sharing the news too soon. Thanks xBleedingBlackRoseX for bringing that to my attention. I adore your writing and kinda freaked when you gave me a review. If you haven't read anything by her, go. I recommend, well, all of it, but personal faves are Pride and Camping.
I own nothing, not even the idea of how Casey tells them she is pregnant. That goes to Char2D2 from her review WAY back on like chapter 3.
The summer progressed slowly. May into June into July, each month with multiple visits to the fertility clinic by Casey and then the frantic rush for Kurt and Blaine to rearrange their schedules to get there so Kurt could provide the semen sample. Then an evening at home with Casey laying on the couch, the two men waiting on her. All too soon it was August 10th.
"OK, it should be time tomorrow for the sample" Casey said, poking her head out of the guest room where she was beginning to pack. "And I am flying out on the 13th and class starts on the 21st"
Blaine smiled from his spot on the couch where he was pouring through a report he had just gotten from one of the law clerks that morning. "Sounds great sis. Are you excited to start the new job?"
"I am" she called. "But, at the same time, I feel guilty leaving here, not being pregnant yet."
Kurt chose that moment to open the door. "Casey Marie Anderson, you stop that right now. And, for all we know, this time it will happen."
Blaine chuckled. "Wow, full name. Case, you afraid of him?" Casey snorted in the guest room. "I think that means no Babe. So, Case thinks tomorrow will be insemination day. Your schedule ok?"
Kurt finished putting away the groceries he had gotten on the way home. "Yep, I have learned the rough cycle and knew we were getting close so I have kept the next few afternoons light." Kurt headed to the couch and sat down beside his husband. "Something about this time feels different" he said, so only Blaine could hear.
"I know. I feel the same way. Like it's going to happen this time." Blaine answered in the same quiet voice Kurt had used. "So, any thoughts on dinner?"
Kurt stretched. "It's so warm I thought just a salad. I stopped and got a bunch of vegetables and some of our favorite funky salad toppings. And we have the leftover chicken from last night we can use. How's that sound?"
"Perfect." Casey answered, flopping down in the arm chair next to the couch. "I saw poor Rachel today for lunch. She is miserable. My only consolation is if I get pregnant this month I won't be big and pregnant at the hottest time of the year like she is. Third trimester in August has to suck."
"What was Rachel doing in town?" Kurt asked, concerned for his sister in law, knowing how easy she was taking it with this pregnancy.
"She had a meeting with her agent this morning and wanted to do lunch before taking the train back home." Casey answered, flipping through the latest issue of Vogue "You know," she said, offhandedly, "If this is the magic month, I will basically give birth just as the school year is ending, which is kinda perfect." She raised her eyes and looked at the two men cuddled up on the couch. How they did that in the heat they were experiencing was beyond her, but hey, they were in love. "Something about this month, it just feels, I don't know. Different."
Kurt and Blaine shared a shocked look before turning their gazes on Casey. "We just said the same thing." Kurt said, shock in his voice.
"Kurt?" Casey's voice came through the cell phone Kurt had picked up distractedly. "I was right. Today is the day. Can you get here this afternoon?"
Kurt was shutting his computer down. "Already working on it. Have you called Blaine?"
"Not yet. Do you want to, or do you want me to?"
"If you can, it will get me out of here quicker." Was his reply.
Soon the three were once more gathered in the lobby of the clinic, waiting for the now familiar nurse to take them back to their assigned treatment rooms. Kurt and Blaine to retrieve the sample as they have taken to calling it, and Casey to elevate her uterus to make it more inviting to the sperm. Kurt and Blaine were once more at the head of the bed while Dr. Gregory did her turkey baster magic with getting Kurt's semen into Casey's uterus. "So, what are we going to do if this month doesn't take?" she asked.
"Well," Blaine started. "Casey has been in contact with her doctor in Ohio and they can continue with the treatments. Kurt will just have to fly to Ohio every few weeks and stay for a day or two to ensure he is there when the IUI needs to be done"
Dr Gregory stood up, placing her used instruments on the tray the nurse was holding and removed her gloves. "I know you know the drill by now, but, Casey, the longer we can keep you here with her pelvis elevated, the better. I am going to miss seeing you three on a regular basis. Let me know how everything turns out, ok?"
Once they were the only three in the room Kurt asked them the same question the doctor had just asked. "Seriously? What ARE we going to do if this doesn't take. I mean, how many months can I take 3 or 4 days off to fly to Ohio? And Casey, can you really see yourself teaching high school kids taking the hormones you are taking?"
"Oh yeah, because fertility drug hormones are so much worse than pregnancy hormones." Casey retorted. "And, if after a couple of months you guys can't do this, we can put it off until next summer."
Blaine spoke up. "You guys, this may all be for naught. For all we know the little swimmers could be doing their job right now and hooking up with that egg, giving us a baby. Let's wait and see what happens in a couple of weeks, ok?"
"Blaine is right." Casey said. "We'll worry about next month next month." She smirked at the two men. "So, what odd things are you going to do for me tonight?"
Every month while they are pampering Casey for the evening the guys have taken to doing various things for her. One month it was a shoulder massage, once it was a new hairstyle, just things like that. Kurt smirked, knowing he had saved the best for last. "Tonight, full mani pedi so you have incredible hands and feet when you get back to Ohio."
"Honey, I'm home!" Blaine called, knowing Kurt was already home. Blaine had been in court all day and Kurt had taken the afternoon to work at home.
"Hey Babe" Kurt said, coming in from the kitchen, where he was working on dinner. "How did it go in court today?"
"Pretty good. I think we have this one. We have total proof that the manager disliked the fact that Patrick is gay and that underqualified, but straight guys were promoted over him." Blaine told him as he removed his tie and started unbuttoning his shirt. "It still amazes me what people will put in official emails, even after all this time"
"I know. Luckily being in the industry I am in, it isn't as much of an issue, but I do still see it from time to time" Kurt responded, returning to the kitchen to chop more vegetables to throw on the grill for dinner.
Blaine joined him, in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt, his feet bare. "God, do you know how quiet the past week has been without Casey here?"
Kurt smiled. "I know, I had gotten used to her being here. I miss her. Maybe she can come spend her first school break here with us."
"Sounds nice. I'll mention it to her tonight. I was going to call to see how the classroom set up is going." Blaine answered, planting a small kiss on his husband's shoulder.
Kurt giggled, Blaine's touch tickling him. "Stop. Not while I have sharp instruments in my hands. I promise you can defile me later. After we talk to your sister."
As soon as dinner dishes were put away, Blaine called his sister's cell phone. "Hey Case!" he said when she picked up.
"Hey Blainers, Hey Kurt" she answered, knowing she was on speaker phone. "I miss you guys."
"We miss you too, sis." Blaine answered. "So, how is the classroom setup going?"
"Pretty well. I mean, I'm a history teacher, so it's a lot of maps and books to be arranged." Casey answered, sounding distracted.
"Is this a bad time Casey?" Kurt asked, hearing how distant she was sounding.
"No." Casey answered. "I just can't seem to concentrate on anything today. I'm just a little off." She laughed. "Mom told me it's just stress. Worrying about the new job, how the students will be, and then having to wait to see if I'm pregnant, it's just a lot on my mind."
"Well, don't think about the pregnant thing." Blaine answered. "It's not like you have any control over that right now. Just focus on school and we'll talk about the pregnancy thing in a week or so."
"Easier said than done Blaine." Casey sighed. "So, I know you were going to court today. Did you nail the homophobic asshole's balls to the wall?"
Blaine laughed, going along with her plans of changing the subject. "I sure did. It's hard to claim to be tolerant when you send an official email stating that you won't ever promote a 'flaming homo'."
"I still can't believe there are people like that in the world. I mean, come on. Do we still think it's a choice? Because yes, you like being degraded for who you love." Casey was very passionate about the issue of homophobia and knew that may be her biggest issue with McKinley. She knew what Kurt had gone through and just hoped there had been some major changes in policy since he had graduated.
"OK, new subject." Kurt spoke up. "Casey, I'm working on a spread right now and I need your input. Knee length flutter skirt, red. Do we use a strappy heel or a stiletto with an ankle strap, closed toe?"
"Strappy sandal. The closed toe would be better with a pencil skirt. More formal. Flutter skirt screams flirty sexy not straight laced sexy. And make sure the shoes are black" Casey loved that Kurt respected her opinions on fashion enough to ask for input at times.
A few more minutes of small talk and they ended the call. Casey had some stuff to get together for the next day and the men wanted some time to cuddle without work being in the way.
"Kurt?" Reagan said, with a knock on the door.
"Hey Reagan. What can I help you with" Kurt asked, not looking up from the photos he was examining.
"Delivery for you." She answered, walking in and putting a box along with a Fed Ex envelope on his desk. "There is a note that you can't open these until you call Blaine."
Kurt looked up, confusion showing on his face. "Um, ok. He's in a deposition right now, so I'll call in a bit. If he calls me, no matter what I'm doing, send him through."
Ten minutes later Kurt's cell phone rang, Blaine's picture showing on the screen. "Hey Babe" Kurt answered, reaching for the box.
"Hey, did you get a couple of packages that you can't open until you're on the phone with me?" he asked, confusion evident in his voice.
"I did." Kurt answered. "And I really want to know what is going on. So, how bout you open the Fed Ex envelope and I'll open the box."
"Sounds great. On the count of three. One. Two. Three."
The sound of ripping was heard on both ends, Blaine tearing the seal on the Fed Ex envelope, Kurt accidentally tearing the cardboard of the, what appeared to be, bakery box in front of him. "Weird" Kurt said. It's cupcakes with baby bottles and stuff on top."
"Oh my." Blaine said, shock evident in his voice. "Kurt, open your envelope. No question, just do it."
Kurt reached across his desk for the Fed Ex envelope and opened it, a note and a white stick falling out. "What's…" Blaine waited for the explosion. "Blaine? Is this?"
Blaine had a huge grin on his face on his end. "It is. You are holding a positive pregnancy test in your hand. We did it. We're pregnant!"
OK, I had planned on more, but once I typed this up, that felt like the perfect place to end this. Now is when I need some input. I already know sex and name for the baby, but, do we want the boys to know before it is born, or not? I am going to do a chunk of the pregnancy in the next chapter, so let me know, please?