Chapter 12

Blaine's POV Continued

I watched as Rachel struggled to remember what had happened. She had told the doctor what was going on, but she didn't have anything. She knew that she had to meet me for dinner, and that's why she was sitting in Central Park. I knew that things were going to be cleared up when the doctor came in, and looked at us.

"Are you Mr. Anderson?"

"Blaine Anderson, yes. I'm Rachel's husband."

I hadn't realized just how natural the words had sounded. The doctor smiled and shook my hand, then Kurt and Dave introduced themselves, and then she came back over to check out Rachel. She checked out both heart rate monitors, which I took was one for the baby, one for Rachel herself and smiled.

"Well Miss Berry, both the progress for you, and the baby's progress are rapidly improving. I'm still going to keep you overnight for observation. You were mugged in Central Park, and the police got the guy who did it. What I don't understand is why he just knocked you out."

I could see Rachel turn her head to look at me. She knew that I was planning to go and see the mugger, whoever it was. I knew who it was. But I wasn't going to tell her that. She'd worry about me, and I didn't need her to worry anymore about me. I spent so much time worrying about her.

"Me either."

I said, angrily. I was thirty seconds from standing up to go rip Finn Hudson's face off when Rachel looked at the doctor, Kurt and Dave. She shooed them all out of the room, and turned her head to look at me.

"Don't do it."

"He fucking laid a hand on you, Rachel. Knowing you are pregnant! I'm going to give him a piece of my mind."

"No! Blaine, I mean it. Finn's not worth it. He's not. Right now, it is you and me. And the baby. So please, promise me you'll stay here and watch 'Friends' with me."

I nodded. I couldn't deny Rachel when she looked at me that way. She patted the bed and I watched as she scooted over. I climbed into bed with her and put my head on her shoulder. She laid her head on top of mine, and she then took my hands.

"Which one is it?"

"It's the one where Rachel gives birth to Emma."

"Ahh. Your favorite episode."

And we sat there in bed, reciting lines back and forth to each other. A short while later, Rachel fell asleep. She has always said that she couldn't sleep without me, but I wasn't going to be gone long. I left her a note and kissed her forehead. I walked out of the room, and Kurt was there. He smiled as I walked out.

"Where are you going?"

"For a latte."

"Okay."

And away I walked. I walked the three blocks from Lenox Hill to the apartment that we used to share with Finn. I knew Santana was working a double at the bar that night, so there wasn't anyway I wouldn't have alone time with him. He was with Meghan, so I couldn't do much. I walked up to the apartment and knocked on the door. I waited for a few moments, while he put Meghan down and he stood in the doorway. His eyes widened when he realized who I was.

"Oh no…not now, Blaine, okay? Meghan's got a temperature."

"I don't care. I truly don't. You're going to listen to me when I talk now, okay? I know you're the one who knocked Rachel out in Central Park. I know you're bitter and jealous and mad that it was me, not you who Rachel chose. But if you ever, put my unborn child in harm's way again, I'll make sure that you never see the light of day. And do me another favor, do not even think about coming near her! You do that, and I promise I'll make your life hell."

I said, walking away from him. I made my way back to the hospital where Kurt was sitting in the room with Rachel. She noticed me come back into the room carrying the latte and the herbal tea I'd told Kurt I was going to buy. I handed Rachel her tea and watched her smile.

"Thanks babe. Where did you go?"

"To get lattes and tea."

I said. I knew she didn't buy it. She could see right through me. She watched as Kurt stood up and said his goodbyes. I wasn't expecting him to stay, he had that huge meeting with Darren Criss in the morning, he couldn't stop talking about. He left and Rachel glared at me.

"You didn't murder him, did you?"

"No. Murder is against the law in all fifty states. He had Meghan with him, so I just gave him a piece of my mind."

"Good. Now will you please, get me out of here? I just wanna go home and snuggle in our bed."

"No can do, Princess Rachel. The doctor says you gotta stay here overnight to be observed, so we're staying overnight."

"We're?"

I pointed at the cot that was right next to Rachel's bed. It had a blanket on it, and a couple pillows. I had requested them just in case the doctor had wanted Rachel to stay overnight. I'd even packed an overnight bag, that's how obsessive I was.

"What about your meetings tomorrow morning?"

"Canceled. Told them that I had a family emergency and moved them to next week. As a matter of fact, the whole next two days is completely clear. So, aren't we supposed to find out what we're having?"

"Not yet, love. Not for another couple weeks. A month, at most. Why?"

"Well, I've been kicking around baby names…that's all."

Rachel looked at me and grinned. Then she pulled her purse out of her night table drawer and handed me the book. I opened it and on the first page was the most beautiful thing I ever saw. I got a little bit choked up and looked at Rachel.

"Is this for me?"

"It's something I thought up. Go on, read it."

"I, Rachel Elisabeth Berry, do on this day take Blaine Anderson to be my husband. Always and forever, since the day we took this step, I knew we'd be together somehow or other. This is my promise to you."

"Rachel, is this your wedding vows?"

"Yes. It is. I could've written something cheesy. I could've just done the traditional 'in sickness and in health' thing, but it just didn't fit."

"Rachel, this is beautiful. Like seriously. I can't believe this. I don't even have anything remotely as beautiful as this. But you do know I haven't asked you, yet…right?"

"I know. I had a feeling at dinner tonight, was the night. So, I wrote that down while I was at my desk."

And then I just had wanted to do it right then and there. Sure, it wasn't the most romantic proposal, but it was spontaneous right then and there. I reached into my laptop bag and pulled out the ring that I was going to use at Tavern On The Green to propose to her, and she gasped.

"Rachel Elisabeth Berry. This ride with you has been a journey that I'm so glad I took. I was lost, and you found me. So I ask you tonight, right here. Will you be my wife?"

Rachel looked at the ring and gasped. I had designed it personally. Only the best for Rachel. It was diamonds and rubies on a platinum band. She started to cry, and nodded her head as I slipped it on her finger.

"Blaine, I will marry you!"

She said to me, as she kissed me softly. She couldn't stop staring at it, and I grinned. I knew that I had found my missing piece, and for once in my life, that was all I truly wanted.

A/N: This was a mini-chapter. Lol. I'd gotten a review asking if I'd killed the baby, so Warblette…no, I didn't. But if Finn keeps his behavior up, I might have to kill him. So uh, read and review. And I'll have a song in the next chapter, promise!