Chapter 8-Reality

Blaine had gotten up several times over the course of the night with Evanna. He knew that Kurt needed sleep. This whole thing with Kurt and his family not supporting Evy was ridiculous. He put his arm over where he knew Kurt would be, and was surprised when he wasn't. He looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was now five AM and he had to do an interview. He wasn't going to wake up Kurt for that, he could wait. He walked into the nursery and checked on Evy and smiled in satisfaction when he saw that she was indeed sleeping soundly. He made his way downstairs to the kitchen and that's when he saw it. Santana was sitting at the table doing paperwork. There were cameras all around.

"Santana?"

"Blaine?"

"Why are there cameras here…at five in the morning?"

"Simple really. You're doing a reality show…remember? And I know you've got that interview in a little bit. So we're going to film you doing that. Where's Evanna?"

"In bed. Sleeping. Like a normal baby her age should be. Santana, it's five am. Do not go upstairs and try and film Kurt. He will murder you, and then bury your remains in our back yard."

"I'm not afraid of Porcelain, Hobbit. Now, we've set up a confessional room of sorts. It's down here in the spare bedroom."

"Santana! That's where Kurt and I…"

Blaine looked away and started blushing. That was the room they'd had their sex nights in. Santana looked at Blaine blushing and shook her head, not wanting to know what exactly took place in that room.

"Whatever, Blaine. You're place is big enough…you can find somewhere else to do that. We film you in ten. So get all coffeed up or whatever it is you do to get perky."

Blaine rolled his eyes. He walked over to the counter and switched on the coffeepot. Blaine may not have woken Kurt up at five, but he also knew that Kurt had a seven-thirty phone meeting, and he was going to get pissed. He heard Evy moving around on the baby monitor and he headed upstairs. Santana had a camera crew following him and he sighed. He heard Kurt shuffling around in the bedroom, so he decided to go there first. He opened the door, and closed it before the camera crew could come in.

"Babe?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't even know how to say this…Santana found her way inside. She brought a fucking camera crew. Smile pretty beautiful…they're outside the door."

Kurt looked up at Blaine from his spot in the bed and Blaine could've sworn he was glaring. Kurt didn't emerge from anywhere until he looked fierce and fabulous. Kurt stood up, walked over to the door, and then looked back at his shell-shocked husband.

"You go get Evy. I'll deal with Santana."

Kurt said, throwing the door open. Blaine watched as Kurt faced the cameras, and gave them his best bitch face. Blaine followed him down the hall towards Evy's room and he went and picked her up. He knew he had to go downstairs and get her bottle, but he wanted to avoid the confrontation that he knew was inevitable downstairs, though part of him was curious to see how it was going. He nuzzled Evy's curls and headed downstairs with her. When he got half way down, he heard Kurt yelling.

"It's fucking five am, Santana! I have a business call at seven-thirty! Blaine has an interview at six-thirty! You broke into my fucking house! Our daughter was asleep."

"The network wanted to move with this as soon as possible, Kurt! And besides, I didn't break in. I know where you leave your spare key."

"On Blaine's keys! Which he keeps in his pocket."

"Well, maybe Blaine should keep them in his pocket, instead of throwing them on the table by the door. And by the way, Hobbit…a naked picture of your husband is not such a good idea to have on a key ring."

Santana said, tossing Blaine's keys back to him. Kurt glared at Blaine, knowing that picture was going to get him in so much trouble with him later. But Kurt smiled. He had actually clipped that picture onto Blaine's key ring.

"What is and isn't a good idea, Santana is none of your business! I'll have you know that I put that picture on there. So, here's the deal. Now that you have sufficiently woken up my daughter, and Blaine and I, you'll do exactly as I say and come back at precisely 7:30. If you even remotely come back before 7:30, Blaine and I will pull the plug on this whole thing."

Kurt said, putting on his bitch face. Santana nodded and cleared everyone out. Blaine carried Evy over to the table and started feeding her. Kurt poured himself a cup of coffee and kissed his husband softly.

"Never be afraid to handle Santana like that. She needs it sometimes, even if she does get to be a little too big for her britches. So, what's on your plan for today, Blainers?"

"Well, I was going to do this interview, and then spend the rest of the day here. Maybe go to the gym, get some grocery shopping in."

"Good. We do need a few things anyway from the store."

"Like what?"

"Formula, diapers, baby toys. Something for us to eat. We do need to have some food too. So whatever you pick up, I'm seriously okay with."

Blaine nodded and walked over to Kurt and kissed him softly. Blaine went into his office to prepare for the interview he had to conduct and then did. Kurt sat in the kitchen with Evy and reading the paper when he heard Blaine's voice raise. Kurt knew his husband's reaction wasn't normal. The only time Blaine ever raised his voice is when someone had offended him, or asked an off color question about Kurt. Kurt went to stand outside the door, holding Evy close to him.

"So, Blaine…you've given up your career for a married life?"

"I don't think so, no. I've just put off touring for a little while. My husband and daughter are more important at this point."

"What I don't understand is why?"

The interviewer asked. Kurt thought that this interviewer was dumber than a stone, and Blaine knew how to handle her. He'd sail through this interview like he did everything else.

"Why I'm choosing to be a father? Because Evanna and Kurt are my life. And people that fail to realize that I'm putting my family first, over my career, don't deserve to know me. My husband and daughter come first. Same as it's always been."

Blaine said, and suddenly the audio feed was cut. Kurt shook his head. He knew people were going to question his sudden decision to quit the business, but he didn't think of it as quitting. Just as taking a break. He opened the door and saw Kurt and Evy there.

"Kurt."

"Heard your voice raise. I know that you don't yell, ever. What happened?"

"Stupid people just don't understand the sacrifices I've made."

"I know baby, I understand it. It's a big thing for you to do for us. So, now what?"

Suddenly a knock came to the door. Blaine looked at his watch and sighed. It was Santana. They both knew it. Blaine took Evy from Kurt and carried her downstairs, and knew that cameras would be rolling before the door opened. And sure enough, they were. Santana smiled as the director bound in with them. The director, was their good friend Jeff. Jeff laughed, and called cut on the cameras.

"Surprise guys! You didn't think I wouldn't be working this? Now, we're mostly just going to be filming today, so talk amongst yourselves. Do whatever you'd normally do. Awww…guys, Evy's gotten so big!"

"Thanks Jeff. Now, we have a couple rules, okay? The guest bedroom down the hall. It's the second door on the right, is off limits. No cameras! AT ALL. If you need a confessional type of room, the spare office down the hall…the second door on the left is open. And no cameras in the bathroom."

"Or our bedroom. What happens in our bedroom is our business."

"But guys, that's where the magic happens."

"No cameras in the bedroom, or we pull out. It's a simple as that."

Blaine said. He knew that Kurt would want that, too. It was one thing they'd needed. A sanctuary of privacy before their house was overtaken by cameras. And Kurt was determined to make the house the same way. Blaine was protective of his family, and nothing would jeopardize that.

"Deal. And so, we start filming today. Any plans?"

"Yes. I'm actually going to go shopping. I think we both are. Care to document that?"

"We'd love to."

Jeff said, and Kurt groaned. He knew that this was going to be a long, difficult transition, but it was one they'd take to well.

A/N: Hey guys! So sorry for the lack of updates! I've had so many things going on, and quite frankly, the Klaine muses had shut down on me for this! But I'm promising to touch more on this! There's a lot left to deal with! So…yeah, you know how we do. Reviews are like those tight pants that Kurt wears!