Without further adeiu... Here is Chapter 12. lovemesomecrazy can not be held responsible for any feels that may occur from reading this chapter. I own nothing but Liliana and the feels!

Kurt and Blaine woke up the next morning, bright and early, cheesy smiles still plastered on their faces. They had spent the night, into the wee hours of the morning stealing kisses, touches, and making love as quietly as they possibly could.

The sun was just above the horizon, and they probably could have spent another hour or so sleeping, but they wanted to be up and ready for when Liliana woke up. Neither of them wanted her waking in a strange house without them ready and waiting.

Within a half an hour both men were semi-dressed, sweats and henleys, and peeking into the guest room where Liliana slept, curled into Santana's arms. The little girl was being to stir, so the two walked into the room, tiptoeing to her side of the bed.

Blaine slowly sat down next to her, making sure not to disturb Santana's sleep, as Kurt kneeled in front of the little girl at the side of the bed. He laid his head on his arm and just looked at his little girl. He gently brushed her hair out of her face and smiled.

Whenever he had moments like these, he couldn't help but to get lost in thought. There were some things that he and Blaine had not yet discussed. They probably would as their relationship progressed, but he was still unsure where he stood with the angel that lay before him. He knew and accepted that Blaine was her father and he would never think or suggest anything other than that. But he was confused as far as to what his personal role in her life was. Would he be her step father? Her dad? That guy that her father was dating? All he knew was that, no matter what Blaine wanted him to be, he had a second chance at this and there was no way he would do anything to mess it up.

Liliana started to stir at Kurt's touch. Damned if it wasn't the most beautiful sight Kurt has ever seen. She blinked her eyes open with a smile. In a croaked whisper, laced with sleep and confusion she spoke. "Daddy Kurt, wh-where are we?"

Blaine watch as Kurt's eyes lit up and began to well with tears. There was no missing the raw emotion written across his boyfriend's face right now. She just called him Daddy. While he knew that he would never completely understand the depth of the importance of that to him; he had a pretty good idea. He smiled as a lone tear trickled down his cheek. How did I get so lucky?

"We are at my dad's house, angel." She smiled and wiggled out of Santana's grip.

Even not fully awake, Liliana was sharp as a tack. "Kurt, why are you sad? You look like you're going to cry." She spoke, wiping the sleep out of her eye.

Kurt looked over to Blaine for guidance, not wanting to overstep his boundaries. He got a nod and a smile in return, so he took a deep breath and replied to the inquisitive little girl. "I'm not sad baby girl, I am happy."

"Why are you so happy that you will cry?" Her head tilted slightly to the side causing her hair to fall over her face. Kurt reached up and swept it behind her ear.

"Because lovie, you called me 'Daddy Kurt' and it made me happy to hear you call me Daddy."

"Oh. I can call you Daddy?"

"If you want and if it's okay with your Daddy." The twins look over at Blaine with wide eyes and pouts and Blaine couldn't help but laugh at the two.

"I always wondered where she got her mannerisms from and her quirky personality. I never thought I'd be lucky enough to find the reason. Of course it doesn't bother me. You can call him whatever you want, it's up to you Mich."

"Yay!" She exclaimed before quieting down with an inquisitive look. "Do you think- do you think I can call Tana Mom? I mean, I never had a mom; all my friends at school have moms. I always wanted a mom. I mean I had a Papa, and now I have two daddies, but I still really wan' a mom." The little girl rambled.

Kurt looked over at Santana who he knew was pretending to be asleep, trying to give the three a little private time. The tear that ran over the bridge over her nose and down to the other side of her face gave him all the confirmation he needed to answer her question. "You know baby girl, I think she'd really like that." She squealed excitedly and clapped her hands. "How about we go downstairs for pancakes and to meet my dad and my step mom?"

"Okay!" She exclaimed jumping off the bed. She took one of each of their hands in her own and began to skip. "Daddies, I really love pancakes."

When the trio got downstairs they were greeted by an empty house.

"Hmm, they must have went out for breakfast, I know they took the weekend off." Kurt shrugged as he walked over to the cabinets. Blaine lifted Liliana and put her on the island top.

"Don't fall off." He playfully warmed as he poured two cups of coffee, which was generously ready for them.

"So Lil, have you ever had apple pancakes, my mom used to make the best ever."

"OHMYGOODNESS! That's my favorite EVER." She clapped excitedly and Blaine just laughed. Every single time he thought he couldn't find another way that they were more alike, the two surprised him.

Blaine sat back, sipped on his coffee, and watched the two mix the pancakes batter.

"Daddy Kurt! Daddy Kurt! I wanna mix it! Please, can I mix it?" She pleaded; hand in the air like she was waiting to be called on in class.

"Of course you can love." Kurt picked her up and rested her on his hip as she stirred. She would have told you that she didn't even make a mess – even though she did, but that's a battle not worth fighting, just go with it. After the batter was mixed, he handed her over to Blaine to hold while he cooked them.

"But I wanna help Daddy!" She begged her father, but Blaine was not going to give into this one.

"I'm sorry Mich, but he is using the stove, you know you are not allowed to help around the oven or the stove." She huffs and crosses her arms causing both men to just roll their eyes at the girl.

Within a couple of minutes the first serving of pancakes was ready. Blaine was cutting them for Liliana when a shriek bounced off the walls of the kitchen. Frightened, both men turn around to look at her, thinking maybe she got hurt somehow. Nope, she was just excited because she saw Santana coming down the stairs.

"Morning Satan, do you want apple pancakes?" Kurt asked, turning back to the stove.

"Oh yes, right after coffee. I'm exhausted. That little girl is a kicker." Blaine looked up and smiled at Santana before he poured her some coffee.

"Hey Tana?" Liliana asked with a mouth full of food.

"No speaking with your mouth full Liliana Elizabeth." Uh oh, her full name, Blaine only used that when her manners weren't that great. She isn't stopped talking to chew and swallow.

"Sorry Daddy. So Tana,"

"Yes baby love?" Santana shuffled over to the island and pulls up a stool.

"I talked to Daddies today," Blaine realized then that she must have been awake because she didn't even quirk an eyebrow at the plural. "and they said that it's okay that I call you Mommy, if it's okay with you. I always wanted a mommy –" She began to yammer. All three of them just left her be, trying to get a four year old on a roll to stop talking is an uphill battle.

Once she finished her monologue Santana went and picked her daughter up. "Of course you can call me Mommy, Princess. Whatever makes you happy." Liliana looked at her with all smiles and wrapped her arms around her neck, holding her tight.

"I love you all so much." She says into the crook of Santana's neck. She was greeted in return with a round of 'love you too's.

It wasn't long after breakfast was finished, dishes were washed, and coffee was drank that Burt and Carole came home. The family – yes, family – was sitting on the Hummel's couch watching Tangled for the 325472389572nd time. Blaine could recite the movie by heart by now, and his exasperated sigh when Liliana chose it spoke volumes. Kurt and Santana, on the other hand, had never seen it, so they sat excitedly with the girl, wondering how in the world they have never seen this piece of Disney gold.

Right as Rapunzel hit Flynn with the frying pan the Hummel-Hudson's slipped through the garage door, Burt shooing Carole up the stairs quickly with their purchases.

In between hysterical laughter, and Blaine's eye roll, Kurt noticed his dad walk into the living room. "Morning dad, do you wanna watch this movie with us?" Burt looked over at his children and the little girl who sat, in such a way that she managed to have at least one of his limbs on each one of the three. He nodded before starting to walk over to his recliner. "Dad, come here first, it's time you're formally introduced."

Liliana's attention finally diverted from the screen when the large man walked over. Liliana curled up in Kurt's lap and cautiously looked at the man. Kurt read her body language and kissed the top of her head. "Lili, this is my dad. Don't be afraid of him, he may look like bear, but he's really just a big kitten."

Burt, slowly in his older age, knelt down before his son and his little girl and smiled. "Hi Liliana, it's been a long time since I've seen you."

Her head fell to the side and she looked at him with wide eyes, completely blown away. "You've seen me before? I don't 'member."

Burt let out a soulful chuckle that made the girl smile. "Oh, sweetie you wouldn't; I saw you right after you were born, before you went home with your daddy."

"Oh, so, you've known me like five-ever." The room began to giggle causing her smile to reach her eyes. If there was anything she loved, it was attention.

"Yea, I guess you can say that. But how about we watch the movie and maybe we will go to the park later, it's kinda warm outside."

"Oh yay!" She said as she clapped excitedly. Burt got to his feet and went to go sit in his recliner just as Carole came into the room.

"Lil, this is my step mom, Carole. Carole is Burt's wife." Kurt said as the three adults moved over to make room for her on the couch.

"Oh, it's lovely to meet you Miss Carole. Do you want to watch the movie with us? It's only my favorite ever."

"Oh absolutely." She replied in a tone so tender that it could only come from a heart as pure as Carole's. After she sat down, she couldn't help but to smile as she stared at the girl. She was absolutely amazed; she was almost identical to the little girl she handed to her fathers those years ago. Besides having a lot more hair, and being significantly larger, she was identical.

Liliana looked over at her – Burt – sitting on the chair engrossed in the movie. To his own surprise, he was enjoying it already, must be all the years he spent doing this with Kurt as a boy; it just felt right. She spoke uncharacteristically quietly. "Burt?"

Burt looked over at her with heart eyes – which none of family even knew was possible for him to do – and smiled. "Yes, sweetheart?"

"Can- Can I sit with you?" She paused and waiting for an answer before moving.

Burt smiled so brightly, Kurt's heart skipped a beat and he immediately began to choke up. "Of course, come here." She hopped off Kurt's lap and ran over to her grandfather, who picked her up with an effortless toss in the air. Which earned a joyful shriek before her tucked her at his side and she rested her head on his tummy.

"You're so much softer than Daddies." Burt didn't miss the snorts come from the direction of the couch. He shot them a quick glare before returning his attention to the petite girl.

"Well that's what Grandpa's are for, to be big, cuddly teddy bears."

"But Mister Burt, I already have a grandpa." She stated matter-of-factly as she pushed herself up on her arms to look him in the eyes. "BUT," She exclaimed in a way that only she could. "I know what I can call you. It's perfect."

"Oh yea, kiddo what's that?" Kurt's heart began to swell when he heard his father call Liliana 'kiddo'. That was his nick name, and now he was using it with his daughter. Nicknames mean a lot in their family. They are a symbol of affection, a token of their love and appreciation for each other. Everyone had a nickname, sometimes multiple, and they rarely called each other by their proper names. Kurt had begun to notice that in Blaine's family as well. Liliana was called Michi or Mich – mostly – by Blaine, Duck by Cooper, and a multitude of others by he and Santana. Kurt fought to hold back a tear as the little girl continued her statement.

"I'm gonna call you…. Papa Bear." The room heartedly chuckled.

"Papa Bear, its perfect Princess, just like you." She smiled contently and quickly averted her attention back to the movie. Quicker than it began the entire Hummel-Hudson-Lopez-Anderson (well with the exception of Finn who was currently living in Texas with his wife) family was back watching the movie, laughing at it's, sometimes very adult, humor.

Papa Bear. Blaine thought to himself. That name for Mr. Hummel – Burt – he mentally corrected himself, really triggered some emotions that he hadn't let surface in a while. Blaine was so happy, honestly he didn't know if he had ever been happier. Don't get him wrong, he loved Tony with all of his heart and soul, and would have gladly spent the rest of his life with him, if fate hadn't taken him away. But, he felt that Kurt was is soul mate, his other half, and he still couldn't believe that the universe brought them together the way it did. However, that didn't change the fact that Tony was Liliana's Papa. He would always be her Papa. He knew that she wasn't replacing him with Burt, or with Kurt for that matter, but to hear her call someone else Papa, pulled at his heart strings. There are still nights where he lay awake, crying because he missed Tony. They were fewer and farther between now, but those feelings never left. Yes, it was different because this was a term used for her grandfather, but it was still going to take some getting used to. But hell, what hadn't taken some getting used to over these past few months.

After lunch Blaine bundled his daughter warm and sent her on her way with her grandparents for an afternoon at the park. She happily skipped over to the two, holding their hands out, each eager for her grasp. "K Papa Bear, Mema, I'm ready to go."

"Mema?" Carole asked playfully.

"Yea, I like the way it sounds. It's a fun word. Is it okay?"

"Of course sweet heart, let's get going. It still gets dark and cold early.

"Okay. Is the park close? At home we have to walk FIVE BLOCKS to the park." The older couple giggled at the city girl's frustration with her proximity from her local park.

"Yes ma'am. It is around the corner, and the very same one that your Daddy Kurt used to play in when he was little." Burt replied, tightening his grip on the tiny hand he had in his palm.

"Oh goodie, let's go."

Kurt, Blaine, and Santana watched her go before Santana spoke up. "Okay boys, I'm going out to meet up with Quinn, she's in town, I'll see y'all later. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She quipped as she took her coat from the rack and ran out the door.

"Well that just leaves you and I." Kurt said as Blaine reached his arms around his torso, clutching him tightly from behind.

"I don't know about you, but I could use a nap. What say you?"

Kurt turned his body, still in his embrace, and replied playfully. "Will we actually get some sleep?"

"Oh absolutely, I don't know when they are coming back and as much as I would love to have my mouth all over you, I really don't want to get caught with my pants down."

Kurt giggled and pulled to break Blaine's hold. "Well then come on, we can talk for a little while, I can tell you have something going on in that pretty, curly head of yours."

Blaine smirked and started to head towards the stairs, Kurt quick on his trail.

The two quickly found themselves wrapped in each other's arms, smiling contently, in Kurt's old room – door wide open.

By the time Kurt and Blaine woke up it was late in the afternoon and the house appeared to be empty.

"Hmm, they must really be having fun if they are still gone." Kurt muttered, wiping the sleep from his eyes. He knew he had sleep hair, but he didn't care one bit, Blaine likes it, and it isn't often he gets to wake up in his arms.

"Unless they kidnapped her and took her to Never Neverland." Blaine feigned worry. For which Kurt, in turn, hit him in the face with a pillow.

"Come on; let's go get dinner started for them at least." Blaine stretched and grunted as Kurt slowly lifted himself out of the bed. He was still in his lounge attire, comfortable, and happy. And from the glance that he just caught of Blaine checking out how the pants accented two certain areas of his anatomy, he could tell Blaine was happy about it too.

The two silently descended down the stairs, hand in hand, Kurt thinking about dinner and Blaine thinking about Kurt. They stopped at the base of the stairs when they heard the distinct clink of porcelain. Kurt would know that sound anywhere.

They poked their heads around the corner of the dining room, silent as mice. What they saw took Kurt's breath away.

It seems Burt had dug out Kurt's old tea table and chairs. His mother had found it an estate sale, perfect size for a five year old and solid oak with the most beautiful detailing. He and his dad sanded it down (well Burt did that, Kurt just watched - He wouldn't have gotten his hands dirty) and painted it white.

Like a total wave memories flooded his memory when he saw Carol bringing out a white teapot, accented with hand painted roses - roses his mother painted on herself; his mother's teapot.

He focused back on the table which was adorned with the mix-matched porcelain tea set his used as a child. The table was set for two, but there were other cups and saucers circling a plate in the middle.

He couldn't help the tears that forced their way down when he actually took in the sight before him. There sat his father and his daughter having a tea party for two.

Liliana was wearing one of his old play dresses and Sunday's best hats as she toasted with his dad. Kurt flashed back to the first tea party he and his dad shared after the table was done, it was identical to this one, only it was out in the garden. He choked back a sob when he pictured his mother pouring tea into his cup and dipping into a curtsy. It hurt that she couldn't be here for this, but deep down inside he knew she was.

Kurt pulled himself out of his memories and pulled out his phone to take a picture. This he wants to treasure forever.

Suddenly something dawned on him. If this is a replica of his first tea party with his dad, he knows what should be in those saucers and on that plate. He walks over to the table and is elated when he is proven right.

"Ooh, baby cupcakes."

His father smiled as he reached for a frosted cupcake to dip in one of the tea cups filled with all sorts of different toppings. There was coconut, chocolate sprinkles, mini chocolate chips, and specialty sprinkles of all sorts. Just like he remembered.

Blaine quickly joined them and dipped a cupcake in the rainbow sprinkles.

"Rainbow? Really Blaine?"

"Says the person who dipped his in sparkly balls."

"They are classic and timeless, just like me."

"Okay... We'll go with that. Kurt, you know rainbow sprinkles are the epitome of everything that is good when it comes to toppings." Blaine retorted matter-of-factually. Kurt opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by the brunette child in the white tulled hat.

"Except for Gummi Bears. Gummies are perfect on everything." Sure enough the men looked down at her cupcake and it was covered with Gummi Bears. Kurt tried his hardest not to gag at the sight, but Blaine on the other hand...

"Ohh I want a bite!"

"Of course Daddy, you have this one, I'll make another. Daddies, would you care to have tea with the queen and king?"

"No, that's quite alright, you enjoy your tea party with Papa Bear." Kurt flashed a knowing and appreciative smile at his dad.

"I'm being good! I promise, I didn' even have one." Burt exclaimed.

"I wasn't going to say anything Dad, it's okay enjoy your tea party. It will be our little secret." Burt smiled ear to ear and practically dove into the cupcakes. Within thirty seconds his cupcake was covered with every topping in the tea cups, save the Gummi Bears. Kurt smiled and kissed the top of his head.

"Now if the king and queen will excuse us, there's important business to attend to in the royal court." Blaine playfully bowed to his daughter before linking his hand in Kurt's and walking out to the living room

The next day Blaine had to run to the store and brave the day-before-Easter crowds because he forgot to bring Liliana's stockings for her dress. Thankfully, the mall in Lima Ohio is not as crazy as in New York. He made it in and out in less than twenty minutes.

He was about to announce his arrival when he heard shrieking and laughter coming from the kitchen. He knew Kurt had to start on the Sunday baking but the sight that welcomed him into the kitchen was priceless.

Kurt, Santana, and Liliana were having a food fight; it didn't even look like they actually started mixing anything yet. Kurt lifts Liliana and uses her as a shield against Santana's mock fury. He leaned against the door frame, more than happy to watch, a smile glued to his face.

"Oh my God Kurt! You can't just use the baby!"

"All is fair in love and war, love."

They didn't even see Liliana take the egg of the counter after he put her back down. She threw it and hit Kurt right square on the butt. Kurt touched his jeans and when he realized what it was he stood shocked for a minute. Blaine watched as his bewilderment turned into a smirk and he walked over to the girl with a mischievous smirk on his face. She yelled - shrieked - when he covered the girls face in egg. All three began to laugh hysterically and went back to throwing flour around.

It was that exact stamp in time that Blaine had a moment. Not just any moment, but the moment of 'oh there you are, I've been looking for you my whole life.'

Everything turned to slow motion and it was as if he was watching the events in a movie. One of his favorite songs popped in his head.

I must confess, when I wear this dress
I feel like dancing the whole night with you
And when I do, doo doo doo doo doo
I feel so happy, I'm stuck on you

'Cause you are the one I could see having fun with
Not just for the night, but for the rest of my life
You are the one I could never be done with
I want you tonight and for the rest of my life

Doo doo doo

"You are so dreamy,
Feel like I'm in the movies.
I feel so happy,
I'm stuck on you-"

He looks as, a surprisingly clean, Liliana sat on island counter top swaying and singing along with the song in his head. Her expression was priceless singing dreamy with big heart eyes.

'Cause you are the one I could see having fun with
Not just for the night, but for the rest of my life
You are the one I could never be done with
I want you tonight and for the rest of my life

Doo doo doo
I'm stuck on you

'Cause you are the one I could see having fun with
Not just for the night, but for the rest of my life

You are the one I could see having fun with
Not just for the night, but for the rest of my life
You are the one I could never be done with
I want you tonight and for the rest of my life

Doo doo doo-

"-aine, Blaine. BLAINE!"

WHAM.

Blaine was knocked out of his trance with a hand full of flour to the face. He looked around at the kitchen, which was in a state of ruin, and the three equally a mess individuals staring at him.

"You okay there lover boy? You were just staring for a few minutes, lost in the shire or something."

"Just thinking, but which one of you hit me with the flour?"

Kurt and Santana tried their best to look innocent; but, of course ever the four year old, Lil blurted it out. "It was Daddy Kurt!" She quickly slapped her hand over her mouth when she realized she blurted it out, Daddy Kurt told her to not say anything.

"Is that so?" He asked flirtatiously as he sauntered over to the taller man.

When Blaine was face to face with Kurt, Kurt put his lips against Blaine's. "What are you going to do about it?" He whispered, lips still against Blaine's.

Kurt was so caught up in the moment that he didn't even realize that Blaine was slowly backing him against the counter. Blaine smiled and winked. "This." He whispered back as he cracked an egg over Kurt's head.

The room silenced and all eyes were on Kurt. Blaine could hear her gasp from across the room; his smile never wavered as he looked at a shocked Kurt. Kurt just took as much of the egg off his head as he could in one shot and smeared it through Blaine's curls with a laugh before whispering again. "You're going to pay for that, Anderson."

"I hope you make me pay dearly." He replied before grabbing some of the tossed about flour off of the counter back at Kurt.

After several more minutes of the four of them completely destroying the kitchen Kurt realized that they used up all of the flour. Now he has to go to the store.

"Okay guys we used up all the flour, let's get cleaned and showered so I can go before it gets too late."

Before they start cleaning though Blaine pulls Kurt into a hug and sings into his ear. "You are the one I could see having fun with, not just for tonight, but for the rest of my life. You are the one I could never be done with; I want you tonight and for the rest of my life."

Easter morning started bright and early; seven am to be exact. Kurt and Blaine were woken up by a bouncing messed headed four year old. It was a good thing they stayed awake long enough to get dressed last night, otherwise that could have been quite an embarrassing situation.

"Daddies! Come on! Wake up; I wanna see if the Easter Bunny came!"

Neither Kurt nor Blaine were functioning enough to even know where they were, much less get out of bed.

"Go wake up Mommy, tell her to give you a shower. We'll get you ready after our shower-s, showers." Blaine mumbled, sleep about to give away his plans to his four year old.

Kurt just smirked and threw his feet over the side of the bed. As soon as Liliana bounced out of the room the two quickly stumbled to the adjacent bathroom and locked the door. There was nothing wrong with a little morning quickie.

By the time they both emerged - Kurt dressed in dark wash skinny jeans, a cream henley, and a navy vest; Blaine dressed in red Capri pants, a black polo, and a Easter themed bow tie - Liliana was sitting on their bed with Santana both fully dressed.

"Daddies, why were you in the bathroom together?" Liliana asked, her head tilted to the side in curiosity.

Blaine started to stutter, to Santana's amusement, but Kurt saved them. "Oh, we just wanted to do our hair at the same time so we didn't waste any time. The sooner we are all ready, the sooner we can see if the Easter Bunny came."

"Oh okay!" She replied, easily convinced.

"Nice save."

"Shut it, Satan." Kurt growled, causing her to burst into a fit of giggles.

"Hey Santana, can you do her hair?" Blaine asked, effectively distracting the two best friends.

"Oh absolutely." Santana wouldn't admit it to anyone but Kurt or Carole, but that was one of her favorite things to do with Liliana. When she was born, in those precious few hours they had with her, she stroked her hair over and over again just imagining styling it when he got older. She obsessed over it even. Would it be curly like hers, straight like Kurt's? Now, whenever she gets the opportunity to play with her hair, she jumps at the chance.

In fifteen minutes they were all ready, dressed, and downstairs taking a thousand pictures with the family. After about ten minutes of picture taking, the girl grew weary.

"Can we go see if the Easter Bunny came yet?" She begged looking up at her dad earning a chuckle from the room.

"Of course love." She bounced off her dads lap and starting fidgeting in place with anticipation. Blaine stood up and took her hand and the family walked into the dining room.

What was awaiting them earned a 'wow' from the entire unconventional family of four. In addition to the basket from the Bunny - aka Daddy - there was another huge basket and gift bags.

"Mom, Dad?" Kurt half asked, half stated.

Liliana was stunned speechless and stood still for a moment to take in the mounds of goodies in front of her. "That's all for me?"

"Yes ma'am." Carole responded gently.

"Oh boy! It's like Christmas! Is this all from the Easter Bunny?"

"Oh no, the basket in the middle is from the Easter Bunny, the rest is from Ca - Mema and Papa Bear." Burt spoke as the little girl scaled the room in two seconds flat.

"Oh goodie! Thank you!"

It took about fifteen minutes to go through all of the candies, toys, clothes, and shoes that filled the baskets and the bags. They got a halfhearted side eye from Kurt for doing so much, but he couldn't scold them when he saw how happy her excitement made their reunited and only grandchild.

Liliana sat in the middle of thrown about tissue paper and presents when Burt spoke once more. "We have one more thing for you, something for you to use when you come visit us again."

That earned an exasperated sigh directed at the Hummel-Hudsons from Kurt, which Burt happily ignored in favor of running to the back patio.

Carole knelt down behind Liliana and covered her eyes. The little girl was bouncing with anticipation. "You gotta close your eyes." She whispered in her ear. When Burt reentered the room with the shiny, new pink and purple bike adorned with tassels and glitter Kurt shot his dad a 'that's too much' look which Burt shrugged off again.

"Okay Princess open your eyes!" Burt exclaimed excitedly.

The noise that escaped out of his granddaughter's mouth pierced Burt's ears. "Oh Papa Bear, Mema it's beautiful. I love it sooooo much! Can I go ride it now?"

Blaine spoke up, "Absolutely, you have to dress warm."

"I'll move the cars out of the driveway so she can ride around." Carole added, quickly retreating. Blaine followed closely with Liliana leaving Burt alone with Kurt and Santana.

"Dad, that was way too much."

"Nonsense Kurt, it's our first holiday with her - no, our first days with her. Let us spoil her Kurt. It's what grandparents are for." Neither Kurt nor Santana pretended to ignore his voice giving out when he said the word grandparents. They both immediately walked over to him, throwing their arms around the large man who was refusing to cry again.

"Kurt, Santana what you guys have given me back this weekend is insurmountable."

"Dad I love you."

"I love ya too Big Poppa. Throw yo-"

"Santana, no." Kurt said with a laugh

While Burt and Santana took Liliana out to ride her new bike, Carole, Kurt and Blaine prepared Easter brunch. Kurt made sure that they made plenty of Easter Bread after he had to go get more flour the day before.

"So boys, care to tell me why there is flour in every crevice if my kitchen?" She asked as they set the table.

"Oh your children were having a food fight with the baby."

"Your children Blaine? I seem to remember you getting in on the action too." Kurt put his hands on his hip and crooked an eyebrow at his boyfriend who had his hands up in defense.

"I seem to remember keeping my mess in one portion of the kitchen. I can't be blamed for every crevice."

Kurt strode over to his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around his waist. "You are lucky you are as adorable as you are Blaine." He closed the distance with a kiss. They kind of got lost in the moment because they heard a cough from behind them.

"Okay boys, it's enough that we have to hear it at night – I don't need to see what is causing those sounds." Carole joked; both men immediately turned crimson and hid their faces from view. Carole began laughing hysterically at the boy's expense. "Oh boys, relax. I don't think your dad heard anything, you know how he sleeps. Just remember walls in this house are paper thin and you aren't as quiet as you think." She winked at them and went back into the kitchen.

"Oh my God Blaine, my step mother heard us having sex. This is mortifying. Even worse, my dad my may have heard. I think I am going to go die now."

"Oh Kurt, baby, stop being so dramatic, most people get caught by their parents at least once." Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and started laughing nervously.

"You're not helping Blaine." Blaine kissed him chastely on the lips and pulled away.

"Come on you, let's go pretend like this never happened and go finishing setting the table. And tonight, we will only be sleeping in the bed. We don't need your dad to actually catch us."

"I can't believe that they actually ordered Chinese food for dinner last night!" Blaine exclaimed, throwing himself into his bed back in New York, completely exhausted from the long weekend.

"Yea, I told them what you usually do and they thought that because you just fell into our traditions, that they should do one of yours." Kurt pulled Blaine into his arms and kissed his forehead.

Blaine laid in his boyfriend's arms silent, just thinking about everything that happened that weekend. He never realized that he could feel so welcomed, so loved, so much like a member of a family he only has known for three days. Tony's family was never this welcoming of his and his family was just too busy to be bothered. He finally realized what it felt like to have a normal family; a family who loves and cares about one another before anything else in this world.

Burt Hummel was a man like none he had ever meant. He loved his son more than life itself and he knew that if it came down to it, he would give his life for him without even a second thought. He often wondered if his own father would even notice if he died. He knew that is father loved him; it's just that he was never there for him. He was never really there for anyone in the family actually. He traveled on business most of the time; leaving behind a wife who was just as busy and two sons who just wanted their parents around. Cooper was the closest to a father figure Blaine ever had – until now.

Carole had the most kind and pure heart he had ever encountered. From what he has heard about Kurt's mother, she was much the same; Burt Hummel obviously had good taste in women. Kurt was so lucky and blessed he had those two amazing people in his life. He has yet to meet his step-brother, so he will judge him when that day comes.

What amazed him the most though, was how seamlessly Liliana fit back into their family. He could tell that they loved her from the moments they laid eyes on her and never stopped – not even for a minute. He was terrified that they would hate him or resent him – he couldn't have been more wrong. In fact, Burt hugged him when they left. Kurt later told him that his dad must really like him because it took him almost three years to start hugging Finn.

Blaine was on cloud nine. Nothing could bring him down. Especially considering that Michi went to Uncle Cooper's house and they had the night alone.

"Mmm, you're so quiet baby, whachu thinking about?" Kurt mumbled out, half asleep.

"Just how lucky I am. And-" He breathily whispered turning into Kurt's neck. "-how lucky I'm about to make you."

Burt and Carole sat down on their couch in their, now empty, home. Words were not needed for communication between the two; they were in sync with each other. They could still not wrap their heads around the events of the past four days. No matter how hard they pinched, they still didn't wake up – and for that they couldn't be more grateful.

Carole nuzzled into Burt's burly shoulder and sighed. It was then she noticed something different, something new on the mantel. "Burt honey, what's that?" She asked pointing to the foreign object.

Burt pulled himself off of the couch and walked over to the fireplace to take a closer look. It was a new double picture frame. He choked out a silent sob when he saw what two pictures were behind the class.

On the left was a picture that Elizabeth took of him and Kurt all those years ago, the two of them having their first tea party in their backyard with the new table. On the right was an almost identical picture of him and Liliana, just a few days prior. Kurt must have snuck this up here.

Carole began to rub her husband's back in a calming fashion. "You are an amazing man Burt Hummel. You are a phenomenal father and raised an equally phenomenal son. I can't wait to see how much of a perfect grandfather you are going to be."

Burt leaned over to kiss his wife and hold the frame tight. How did I get so lucky?

So I am all moved in, and life is somewhat back to normal. You get high fives from me if you get the Chill feels in here. I pretty much got a key slam in response from Brittany - I really want to know how you all feel about this chapter, it's my favorite so far :)

Until next week :)