A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR! Sorry again for the delay I've been having inspiration issues with fan fiction recently. Hopefully all of that will change once the season starts back up. Though the first part of the season is gonna make me puke. But here is chapter 8. A little more of Meredith and Veronica being themselves. And some cute Klaine stuff. Hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this.
During rehearsal the reporters were constantly asking Kurt questions about their relationship. 'How long have they been dating?' 'Did they meet at rehearsals?' 'Had Kurt met Blaine's kid yet?' But the one question Kurt really didn't like was 'are you afraid he's only using you get back at his wife for leaving?'
Kurt finally had enough of the questions and simply walked back to his dressing room for some alone time. He knew dating a dad was gonna be hard, but he thought that it was going quite nicely so far. Nothing too traumatic between him and Rebecca yet. He never even thought about what it was gonna mean dating one of Broadway's biggest stars. He wanted to be a big star on Broadway and this understudy job was a step in the right direction, but if these reporters didn't get out of his face soon he was gonna lose it.
He decided he needed some help from a friend. "Hey Mercedes do you have time to talk?" He asked her.
"Always for my boo. What's up? Boy troubles?" She asked him over the phone.
"Sort of. Dating Blaine has been amazing." He started. "We've even, you know."
"Kurt Hummel!" Mercedes gasped on the other end of the phone. "Already?"
"It had been a while, Mercedes, give me a break." Kurt said to her. "It's not even him being a dad. I've spent a lot of time with his daughter and we really connect. It's his mother and his ex-wife and the fact that he just came out to the world and I got to sit through a round of 75 questions with reporters while he ran the numbers on stage." Kurt vented.
Kurt loved talking to Mercedes. She was always the best at giving advice.
"So Blaine being daddy isn't bothering you, but the rest of him is?" She asked him.
"No." Kurt started. "I was supposed to pick up Becca at school last week and his mother decided she better do it and not talk to Blaine about it. Then his ex-wife, Veronica, showed up at his apartment this weekend and started going off about something while I was his kitchen with his daughter. And today we walk into rehearsal and he says something slightly inappropriate with seven reporters sitting in the seats and comes out right there."
"I thought you wanted him to come out in a big way?" Mercedes asked trying to understand why he was so upset about the reporters.
"I didn't think that through. Now they're all out there wanting me to tell them when we first 'performed sodomy'." Kurt said.
Mercedes couldn't help but laugh. "Did they actually ask you that?"
"Yes, they did. It was horrible." Kurt told her. "Help me."
"Kurt, there's not a lot I can do." She told him. "If you really care about this guy you're gonna have to put up with the crazy mother and ex-wife and the reporters were gonna come after you eventually anyways." She told him.
"They weren't gonna asked about my boyfriend's and my sodomy though."
"You're gonna have to stop saying that." Mercedes told him laughing. "Is he finally divorced?" She asked him.
"No, but he's filed. It's gonna take longer because they have a kid, but it's a start." Kurt told her. "And his mother's homophobia is ridiculous! Every time she does something wrong it's because Blaine's gay."
Kurt heard a knocking at his dressing room door. "Can I come in?" He heard Blaine asked from outside.
Kurt got up quickly and let him in the room kissing him as he walked by. "Mercedes, Blaine just walking into my dressing room. I've gotta go."
"Keep your clothes on." She chuckled.
"I'll call you later to finish this conversation." He told her and hung up the phone.
"Too much baggage?" Blaine asked once Kurt had put his phone back into his pants pocket.
"What?" Kurt asked.
"I heard most of that conversation." Blaine told him. Kurt finally really looked at his face. He had heard everything and he was heartbroken.
"I just needed to vent, Blaine. It's no secret you are going through stuff."
"Stuff that you'd rather not have in your life."
"Stuff you'd rather not have in your life." Kurt reminded him. "Blaine, I'm not going anywhere." Kurt told him. "I don't care about all of that bullshit or the reporters." He said sitting down next to Blaine.
"You'd probably be happier with some guy that didn't—"
"Don't even. Blaine, I'm happy. For the first time in a really long time I'm happy." Kurt told him taking his hand. "Don't try to push me away because I'll just come closer."
"Kurt, I'm serious." Blaine said to him.
"So am I. You're not getting rid of me that easily." Kurt said and kissed him. "You and me. And Bec of course."
"Kurt…" Blaine trailed off pulling away. "I just…"
"Well, I don't, Blaine." Kurt snapped. "Blaine, you said so yourself you would never be able to get through any of this without someone helping you. You need help, Blaine. You can't do this on your own. Let me help you. Let me care about you and Rebecca. Just let me be there." Kurt felt as though he was begging Blaine not to break up with him.
"Maybe we're going—"
"Too fast?" Kurt asked almost hurt. "Blaine, are you saying all of this because of that conversation with Mercedes?" Kurt asked trying to make sense of what was going on. Blaine was just making out with him in front of a ton of reporters saying how much he meant to Blaine. "If you are you really need to just stop talking."
"Kurt, you were in here complaining about dating me." Blaine said standing up.
"No!" Kurt yelled. "I was asking Mercedes on how to deal with this stuff because I want to continue to date you." Kurt was so amazed at what was being said. "I would never call up my friend to complain about dating you. I have too many feelings for you already, Blaine." Kurt could tell that he was about to burst. It actually hurt him to know that Blaine thought this way. "But if you don't want to continue any of this I understand. That kiss said something completely different though." Kurt turned to storm out of his own dressing room when he heard Blaine mutter something under his breath. "What?" He asked turning back around to face Blaine.
"Please." He repeated. "Please help me."
Kurt could see that everything going on was coming to the surface and the dam was breaking within Blaine. He rushed back over to him and held him as tightly as he could. "I promise you everything is gonna be fine." Kurt waited a few seconds before speaking again. "Just don't push me away."
Blaine held on to Kurt tighter hoping that everything bad in the world would just go away and it did; until Kurt pulled away. "I need you to help me."
"Whenever you say so." Kurt told him.
"Thank you."
There was another knock on the door. Kurt hesitated to open it. "Sydney?"
"Blaine, there's a woman named Veronica says she needs to talk to you." Sydney informed him.
"Okay." Blaine answered and Sydney left. "I can't deal with her right now." Blaine said and sat down on Kurt's couch. "Not with the reporters out there watching rehearsal and Clayton's here and Ivan…no."
"What are you gonna do?" Kurt asked sitting down next to him.
"Take a deep breath and try and talk to her." Blaine said standing up and heading for the door. He turned around and saw Kurt still sitting there. "This is one of those times." Blaine said with a smile.
Kurt got up and took Blaine's hand as they walked out to the stage to see what Veronica wanted.
Once they go out there they saw her talking to the reporters. "Fuck." Blaine said and rushed over to get her away from the reporters. "Are you nuts?"
"They said off the record." Veronica told him.
"They don't mean it." Blaine added. "What do you want? I thought we finished all of this."
"I wanted to know if you had talked to Rebecca yet." She asked him.
"No, we spent most of the weekend relaxing on the couch together." Blaine told her. He saw the way she looked at Kurt. "Yes, he was there." Blaine added. "Veronica, I just don't feel as though it's a good idea right now."
"Blaine!" She hissed.
"Veronica, leave. We'll have dinner tonight." Blaine said pushing her towards the back of the theatre. He turned back to Kurt and shot him a look.
"I'll watch her." He told him knowing exactly what he was asking him.
As Blaine walked Veronica out of the theatre he mouthed 'thank you' back at Kurt.
Kurt turned to head to the stage to start his rehearsal when a reporter stepped in front of him. "Excuse me." He said and the reporter didn't move. "Ivan, can we please get these people out of here?" Kurt yelled standing still.
"Everyone that is not in my show get the fuck out of my theatre." Ivan yelled.
The reporters quickly exited the theatre at Ivan's demand. Blaine came running back in and up to the stage with Kurt. "She needs to go back to Miami. This charade is getting tiring." He told Kurt quietly.
"We have a week before opening night. This needs to be perfect. Blaine, you need to work on the second number."
"I've been running it at home." He told Ivan and earned a chuckle from Kurt, who knew Blaine hadn't touched his music in the last week. "Quiet." Blaine whispered to him.
"Sorry." Kurt said straightening back out.
"Kurt…"
"You're amazing!" Blaine yelled.
"Blaine." Ivan looked at him as though he was five years old and was about to get a scolding from his parents. "Kurt, you're timing is a little off in scene 14 and we need to work on that. Because the rate Blaine is getting on my nerves he might not make it to opening night."
"I'm not scared." Blaine rebutted.
"Okay let's get this rehearsal started and the show performance ready." Ivan told the company.
The entire cast went to their normal places for the opening scene. Blaine was giving Kurt funny looks from the wings.
"You two seem to be doing well." Ivan said to Kurt as he jotted down some notes before telling the company to begin.
"What? Um, yeah. It's only been a couple of weeks, but it's going really well." Kurt replied.
Ivan looked over at the man sitting down from him in the audience. "You do know that you could easily have your own show. You're just as talented as Blaine and you don't talk back." Ivan chuckled.
"That's what Blaine says. One day I will, but right now I feel really lucky to be Blaine's understudy. If I wasn't I'd never had met him and I don't like to think about that." Kurt told Ivan.
"I understand. If I hadn't directed this awful show ten years ago I probably would have never met my wife." He told Kurt. "Well, I'm happy for you both. Blaine's been better since you got together. Let's run this!" He yelled to the stage.
Kurt sat in the audience watching Blaine run the show. He understood exactly why people called him 'The Star Of Broadway' when he watched him rehearse. His performance was mesmerizing to watch. You couldn't take your eyes off the golden ones Blaine Anderson.
That night Kurt and Blaine went to pick up Rebecca from her school. She insisted on going out for dinner, but Blaine just wanted to get home. He knew he was going out with Veronica that night and needed to get a little rest before dealing with her crazy that night.
Rebecca pouted all the way home until she was told that Kurt was going to watch her. She got very excited, like she does when she gets to spend alone time with Kurt.
Blaine wanted to spend some alone time with Kurt. They hadn't had any since their first night together and both of them were beginning to get a little backed up.
Blaine was getting ready to leave the apartment. "I'm hoping that this may actually go well because I'm gonna need three to four days of alone time with you pretty soon."
"Blaine Anderson, I'm shocked. And you're right." Kurt told him giving him a light peck.
"What was that?"
"If I go further it's not gonna be pretty. Just take it." Kurt smiled at him.
Blaine whined for a moment. "Okay. I'll be back later. Bye, Bec. Love you!" He hollered into the apartment.
"Love you, daddy!" Rebecca yelled back.
Blaine gave Kurt one last kiss as he left. "Bye, love you." He said.
"Love you too." Kurt responded and closed the door. "Wait what?" He said turning back around and opening the door. Blaine was standing facing the opposite wall when Kurt opened the door. "What did you just say?" He asked the man standing there.
"I'm not entirely sure." Blaine responded and turned around. He couldn't deny what he had said. He was pretty sure it was true. He fell for Kurt a little more every time he saw him or heard him laugh.
"Did you mean it?" Kurt asked him.
"Did you?" Blaine responded.
Without a word Kurt walked forward and placed his lips on Blaine's. At first it was sweet and tender, but the longing came over them and Blaine was gripping onto Kurt's shirt slowly untucking it. Kurt's tongue had made its way into Blaine's mouth. Kurt finally pulled away. "Yes, I meant it." He admitted.
"I know it's only been a couple of weeks, Kurt, but I mean it too. I love you. I really do."
"You're rambling again." Kurt told him. "I love you too."
Blaine pulled away. "I've got to get going. I'll see you later." He said giving Kurt another peck.
Kurt closed the door after Blaine had left. "I knew it!" Rebecca said running into the living room.
"You knew what?" Kurt asked her picking her up.
"Daddy loved you and you loved daddy." She told the man holding her.
"Were you eavesdropping on your father and me?" He asked the girl. Rebecca just smiled at him. "Dinner?" He asked taking her into the kitchen.
Blaine sat down across from Veronica. "What's the game?" He asked her. "You can't stand me. I can't stand you. You are a horrible human being. Why are you here?" He started quickly.
"Blaine, I know you think that this is all about your mother, but after hearing her voice and getting a quick glimpse of her. I don't know what happened." She explained to him. "She looks like you." Veronica told him. "I bet she sings like you too."
"She doesn't sing much. Well, she sings when Kurt is around." Blaine told her with a chuckle. "He's so good with her." Blaine gushed.
"You love him. You never looked like that when talking about me." Veronica said.
"I do. And you know why. I did love you at one point, Veronica. Not the way people wanted me to, but I did." Blaine admitted to her.
It wasn't a lie. Blaine really did love Veronica. There was a point that he accepted that was how he was supposed to feel about his wife. Now, with Kurt, he knew that what he was feeling towards Veronica was only platonic. There could never have been anything more between the two. And now with the way she had been treating him and their daughter he didn't want even a friendship with her. He wanted her back in Miami where she belonged. Away from his child.
"Listen Veronica. All you have to do is sign the papers." Blaine said handing her the divorce papers and a pen. "In a few months we'll be divorced and we'll never have to speak again."
"Blaine, I can't." She told him. "I want my daughter."
"You're not getting her. I will let you tell her the proper goodbye, but after that you're out of our lives for good." Blaine told her sternly. He loathed this woman and didn't want to have to be in her presence any longer than he needed to be.
"No. And I want to see her. I have a lawyer that is willing to claim kidnapping charges if you don't." Veronica told him.
"Fuck off." Blaine said and got up and left the restaurant.
Meredith came walking over. "How'd it go?" She asked him.
"I'll call my lawyer." Veronica stated watching Blaine walk passed the window.
Blaine got back to the apartment and just wanted to scream. He wanted to throw things and punch walls. How could this woman do this? Why was she all of a sudden demanding she see Rebecca? He didn't understand why this was coming up after three years.
Kurt had just put Rebecca to bed when he heard the door slam. "Shh!" He said walking into the living room. "What happened you're home early?"
"Kurt, how much jail time for premeditated?" Blaine asked him.
"Not funny, Blaine. What's wrong?" Kurt asked pulling him to the couch so they could sit down and talk about it.
"She waltzes back to New York after abandoning her child and demanding she see her. She threatened to call a lawyer and charge me with kidnapping. She's the one that left!" Blaine was beginning to yell.
"Blaine, quiet, Bec's in bed." Kurt hushed him again.
"Sorry, Veronica just irritates me."
"I know." Kurt said bringing him in for a hug. "We'll get this figured out."
"Kurt, what I said before I left. I really did mean it. I really do love you."
"I love you too." Kurt replied looking into Blaine's eyes. There was no doubt in his mind whatsoever that he was in love with Blaine.
Blaine leaned in to kiss him. It started off intense and just grew. Blaine was untucking Kurt's button down shirt. Kurt's hands were tangled up in Blaine's curly hair. Neither of them cared that there was a child in the other room. They needed to feel each other. Kurt pulled away. "I don't want you doing this because you're angry or because you feel like we should because of…"
"You talk too much." Blaine told him and made their lips lock again. Blaine pushed his tongue passed Kurt's teeth and almost ripped the buttons off his shirt. "I'm doing this because it's been too long since I've felt your body against mine." Blaine told him.
"Alright." Kurt replied. "But bedroom." Kurt said pulling Blaine towards the bedroom.
They were both hard once they got to the bedroom. "I've never done this with Bec sleeping down the hall."
"You okay?" Kurt asked pulling away.
"Um, yeah. Parents do this all the time when they're kids are asleep. It's natural right?" Blaine was beginning to have second thoughts about having sex with Kurt while Rebecca was down the hall sleeping.
"Blaine, she's a heavy sleeper. She doesn't get out of bed when she's had a nightmare. And we're two grown men that need this every once in a while." Kurt explained to him. "But if you don't want to do this right now we can wait until a time when we're alone again."
Blaine stood at the foot of his bed picturing his daughter walking in on him and Kurt. Then he looked at Kurt with his shirt unbuttoned and his hair a mess. He looked gorgeous and Blaine was having a hard time resisting his temptation. "We just have to be quiet." Blaine said rushing towards Kurt and pushing him onto the bed.
"You're sure?" Kurt asked as Blaine sucked one of his nipples into his mouth. "I'll take that as a yes." Blaine's hands had moved to Kurt's belt buckle. Their movements were frantic, but perfectly in sync.
"Just quiet." Blaine said as he removed Kurt's pants from his body. Kurt's body was aching for Blaine to be pressed up against it. It had been too long since they had been intimate with each other and both of them here anxious to be connected in that way again.
Blaine quickly removed his own clothes, excluding his boxers. He laid back down on top of Kurt. "I've missed this." Blaine said before attaching his lips to Kurt's.
Kurt's hands slid down inside of Blaine's boxers cupping his boyfriend's ass. Blaine was grinding down on Kurt making Kurt's hips buck and want more friction between them.
Blaine moved down Kurt's body kissing and licking as much of it as he possibly could without Kurt shouting in pleasure.
Kurt was fisting the bed sheets and keep from being too loud. Blaine slowly pulled off Kurt's boxers. He simply stared at his naked boyfriend for a few seconds before taking Kurt's entire cock into his mouth. Kurt immediately bit his lip to keep from screaming. It had been far too long since he had been like this with Blaine.
Blaine had gotten Kurt to the point where he was trembling on the bed; his body screaming for more. Blaine pulled away and went to get the condoms and lube out of the bedside drawer.
Blaine coated his fingers and circled around Kurt's entrance and slid two fingers in at first. Kurt grabbed a pillow and bit down on it to keep from screaming in pain. Kurt let go of the pillow. "More Blaine. Your dick." Kurt moaned trying to stay quiet.
Blaine quickly complied with what Kurt was asking of him. He slid the condom on and slicked his cock with lube. He looked down at Kurt and motioned for him to roll over on his stomach. Once Kurt had obeyed Blaine pulled his ass up so that Kurt was on his hands and knees on the bed.
Blaine lined himself up to Kurt's entrance and started to slowly enter. Kurt's arms gave out and his head slammed into the mattress. He bit on the comforter to keep from voicing his pleasure and pain. Blaine saw the way he was affecting Kurt and decided that he needed to move. He began to thrust in and out of his hysteric boyfriend. He had to move slightly so he was hitting Kurt's prostate directly.
Kurt was a mess underneath Blaine. When Blaine took Kurt's cock in his hands and began to stroke it Kurt's legs almost gave way. There was nothing like being this way with Blaine. They loved the way each other felt when they were able to make love. "Blaine, I'm almost…" Kurt trailed off burying his face into the bed to silence a scream as he came harder than he ever had before. Blaine quickly followed just after pulling out and removing the condom.
They collapsed on the bed next to each other. Blaine curled up into Kurt's arms and they lied there together looking up at the ceiling. Blaine started tracing circles on Kurt's chest. "You are so perfect." He mumbled not looking at the other man lying there.
"I wouldn't say that." Kurt responded.
"Bec thinks so and so do I." Blaine told him very matter of fact. As if she had heard her name Rebecca started to yell for her dad. "You woke her up." Blaine laughed rolling out of bed and throwing on a pair of boxers. He wasn't sure if they were his or Kurt's.
"I stayed quiet." Kurt rebutted and swatted at Blaine as he left the room.
Blaine walked into see his daughter thrashing in her sleep again.
She always told him that she didn't remember the dreams that made her scream and kick in her sleep, but Blaine always felt like she knew and just didn't want to tell him. He quickly got up and went back into his bedroom.
"She is still screaming for you." Kurt told him once he came in.
"I have an idea. You go in and see if she'll tell you what the dreams are about." Blaine told him. "She never tells me."
"She tells you everything." Kurt chuckled in disbelief.
"Really, she won't tell me. She says she doesn't remember, but I don't believe her." Blaine told him. "Please, Kurt. She loves you and I love you and you love us." Blaine asked placing small kisses on Kurt's face.
"Fine. Screaming children have never been my forte though." Kurt laughed and left the room.
Kurt sat down where Blaine always sat when Rebecca was having a nightmare. Doing this made Kurt worry that if he wasn't good at helping the child get back to sleep and not wake up in the night again then Blaine would feel as though he wasn't parent material and break up with him. Blaine leaving was the one thing that terrified Kurt. Nothing really made him nervous or scared until he thought about life before or without Blaine.
Rebecca sprung awake and clung to Kurt. She knew that it wasn't her dad as soon as she felt the t-shirt on his body. She didn't care. The man holding her was enough for her. She loved him.
"You okay?" Kurt asked softly. Rebecca nodded her head against Kurt's chest. "What happened?"
"Mommy took me away." She cried into him.
"What? You're staying right here with us." Kurt told her. Saying this Kurt felt like he was her father. Not her biological one, but her dad nonetheless. He glanced over to see Blaine hovering in the doorway.
"Kurt, don't leave." Rebecca mumbled into his chest.
"I don't know what more you want me to do?" Veronica screamed at Meredith. "I've done everything I can besides suck his cock."
"We'll save that for when we're completely desperate." Meredith said to her.
"Leave it alone." William told them both. "I don't understand. You don't want to see either of them and then as soon as Blaine says he doesn't want you around you're mother and grandma of the year? Stop being horrible people and back off." He scolded the women.
Both women ignored William's advice and walked into the other room. "Veronica, you need to get alone with that child."
"Meredith, what's your angle? I mean I know you want to see Rebecca, but I feel like—"
"Shut it. Just get close to the child." Meredith interrupted her.
"Blaine doesn't want me around. He can call—"
"Call your fucking lawyer and accuse him of kidnapping. Now!" Meredith yelled at the woman.
Veronica was beginning to think that Meredith had something horrible in her mind and that she needed to get out, but she didn't want to lose her apartment in Miami.
The next morning Blaine woke up hearing a knock on the door. He sleepily made his way to the door to see who it was. He looked through the peep hole and saw a large man in a suit holding papers at his door. He opened it slightly. "Can I help you?" He asked hiding the rest of his body.
"You Blaine Anderson?" The man asked him.
"Yes." Blaine said timidly.
"My name is Gregory Thomas from Child Protective Services. May I come in?" The man asked.
"No, but I'll come out." Blaine said slipping out of the apartment. "What is this?"
"It has come to our attention that you have kidnapped a child." Gregory told him.
"What?!" Blaine yelled. "Veronica. Bitch. Look, Mr. Thomas, my soon to be ex-wife ditched me and my daughter three years ago to move to Miami after I told her I was gay. I haven't even moved apartments since then." Blaine told him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Anderson, but we will need you to come in for questioning." Gregory told him.
"Give me five minutes to put some clothes on. Do I need to bring my kid with me or can she stay here with a friend?" Blaine asked putting his hand on the door knob.
"She will need to be there." He told Blaine.
"She's not a morning person just letting you know." Blaine said and walked back into his apartment. "Mother fuck!" Blaine yelled which made Kurt come running into the living room.
"What's wrong?" Kurt asked him.
"I may actually hurt someone this time, Kurt." Blaine told him storming into his bedroom. "Child protective services is at my door accusing me of kidnapping Bec." Blaine went off.
"Do you want me to come?" Kurt asked him.
"This time, no. I'm sorry. I just feel like you being there will aggravate my mother and Veronica and I don't want to cause a scene." Blaine told him. "Becca has to come with me though. Could you?"
"Um, yeah." Kurt rushed out of the room to wake Rebecca up. "You're already awake." Kurt laughed walking in.
"Why was daddy yelling?" She asked. "Kurt, I like you lots, but daddy has been yelling more lately." She told him.
"Let's get some clothes on you. You and daddy are going for a little meeting with some people in suits this morning." Kurt told her pulling out the outfit that he had bought her several days ago and she had yet to wear.
"You're coming too right?" She asked putting on the clothes Kurt was handing her.
"Not this time, kid." Kurt tried to force a smile. He didn't know what was going to happen to her today or to Blaine. He knew that Blaine was telling the truth. Rebecca didn't even recognize her mother in photographs. "You ready?" He asked looking at her.
"Yup." She said with a smile. Kurt lifted her onto his hip and left the room.
"Five year-old is ready to go." He smiled as they got to the living room and met Blaine.
"Yeah, baby sweet." Blaine was trying not to let it show, but he was scared. He couldn't lose Rebecca. If he said one wrong thing today he might lose her forever. "Put your coat on." He told her after Kurt set her on the ground. "Sorry."
"Not your fault. Just stay calm and be honest. Don't go on a rant about Veronica or Meredith. That won't help you." Kurt told him.
"Best boyfriend ever." Blaine told him and gave him a quick kiss which earned them Rebecca clearing her throat not wanting to be forgotten. "We'll see you in a little while, I hope."
"You will. I love you." Kurt told him.
"I love you too." Blaine kissed him with more force this time. He really felt like it might be the last time for a while.
"Love you, Kurt." Rebecca said to him with a smile and wave.
"Love you too, kid. Hey come here." Kurt motioned for her to come over to him. "Be good and strong for your dad okay? I'm counting on you to make sure he keeps his cool. Got it?" Kurt told her.
"Right-o." She smiled and ran off to Blaine. Blaine picked up and kissed Kurt once more before leaving the apartment.
Kurt sighed and sat on the couch. He thought that the first time he was left alone in Blaine's apartment would feel awkward, but it didn't. He was too nervous to feel awkward. He did the only thing he could think of. "Mercedes?"
"What now?" She asked him obviously he had just woken her up.
"I'm sorry for calling so early I just need to talk."
"Where's lover boy?" She asked him.
"In a car with child protective services on his way to be questioned for kidnapping or something." He told her.
"What the hell happened?" Mercedes screamed. "Did he do it?" She asked.
"What? No!" Kurt told her. "His ex is back in town and she's in cahoots with his mother and I don't even know what's going on in their minds." Kurt told her. "Mercedes, I'm really scared they may get him for this. Even though he didn't do anything the system is corrupt and they might be able to get him for something he didn't do." Kurt was almost in tears. "Mercedes, I'm in love with this man and I can't lose him before I truly have him." He was in full sobs.
"Boo, calm down. I'm sure Blaine will get out of this. He is a charmer." She told him. "I know the system in corrupt, but once they see all of what has happened I'm sure everything will be fine."
"What if he loses Bec? That would kill him. He wouldn't be able to go on without her. Not even with me helping." Kurt couldn't stop the sobbing. This was one of those times where he needed Blaine to hold him, but Blaine was in a worse place than he was.
Blaine sat in the Child Protective Services office while Rebecca was in with Mr. Thomas. "I want my daddy." She told the large man.
"Rebecca, we just have to ask you a couple of questions."
"Only because Kurt told me to be good." She snapped at him.
"What is your name?"
"Rebecca Anderson." She told him.
"How old are you?"
"Five. And a half." She said to him.
Gregory Thomas showed her a photograph of Veronica. "Do you know this woman?"
"No." Rebecca told him.
Gregory looked at the girl. "Are you sure?" He asked her again.
"Yes." Rebecca nodded her head sharply.
Gregory showed her a photograph of her grandparents. "Do you know them?"
"That's grandma." She said pointing to the woman.
"You don't know the man?" He asked her.
"I think grandpa. I've only ever seen them once." She said to him.
"Okay. Miss Hannah is gonna take you to play while I talk to your dad." Gregory said motioning for Hannah to come over and take Rebecca to play.
Blaine walked into the room. "Gonna slap the cuffs on?" He asked sitting down in front of the suited man.
"Mr. Anderson, we were given a tip that you had kidnapped her." Gregory told him.
"By Veronica or Meredith Anderson?" Blaine asked him.
"Both actually." He told him. "I've spoken with Rebecca. She doesn't even recognize her mother."
"She wouldn't." Blaine said simply. "Here's the honest to God's truth. Veronica and I were married for three years. We had Rebecca and two years later I finally admitted I was gay and Veronica left. She moved Miami in the middle of the night. My mother pays her rent and she doesn't pay child support. Mr. Gregory, I wouldn't lie to you. These women have been harassing me for about a week now. I just want to live my life with my daughter and the man I love." He told him.
"Mr. Anderson, you see how this could look."
"I understand, but check my building's live in records. I've lived in the same place for six years." He told him. "I swear to you that child has only ever lived in that apartment with me. I didn't take her from anyone. Veronica isn't the mothering type. She didn't want anything to do with her until my mother threatened to stop paying her rent."
"We don't want Rebecca to be in the middle of this battle between you and your ex-wife." Gregory started.
"You will not take her away from me." Blaine snapped.
"Mr. Anderson—"
"No. If she is going anywhere she will be with my boyfriend."
"We can't do that."
"Why not? I let her stay with him by herself all the time. She loves him and he loves her. The only person that cares about that child as much as I do is Kurt Hummel. Her mother doesn't give two shits about her." Blaine screamed.
"Do you have an ager problem, Mr. Anderson?" Gregory asked him trying to stay calm.
"Ever since my mother kidnapped my daughter from school one day. Ever since Veronica showed up to my apartment demanding to see the child she abandoned three years ago. I haven't screamed so much in my entire life, Mr. Thomas, but I feel as though that's all I do anymore." Blaine said standing up.
"Please calm yourself, Mr. Anderson." Gregory told him.
"Not until I am living my life without Meredith and Veronica Anderson in it. Until I am home with my boyfriend and my daughter watching some Disney movie because we were too lazy to get dressed. Not until my life is back where it was before my mother lost her fucking mind!" Blaine was beginning to shout again. "Where is my kid? I'm going home."
"Not with her."
"Excuse me?" Blaine asked turning around to face the man.
"With these accusations Rebecca will be placed in foster care."
"The hell she is!" Blaine screamed. "I've done nothing to my kid except be there for her every damn day of my life." Blaine told the man.
"Mr. Anderson, if you do not calm down I will be forced to call security." Mr. Thomas said to him. "With your temper I do not trust she is safe in your care."
"Fuck you." Blaine said and stormed out of the office. He got to the street and unconsciously reached for Rebecca to take his hand then he remembered she wasn't going to. He got out his phone and fell to the ground. "Kurt, they took her."
I know I ended this on a cliff-hanger and I hate cliff-hangers while reading, but love writing them. I promise you that this will be updated again sooner rather than later because I am taking a short break on writing my novel to complete this fic.
Okay, what do you guys think of the spoilers? And if you haven't read them and want to know check out 'Elope with Me' a fic I wrote based on the spoilers. If not you are in for a treat in season 6.
-Taylor