Three of my classes got canceled, so here's another update!

KPOV-

''You do realize you're being ridiculous, right,'' I ask Blaine, throwing the pillows back on to the bed.

''No, Kurt,'' he looks at me in the mirror ,''You're attractive. I don't think you

d cheat, but I would like him to respect our marriage.''

''Adam is just a friend, Blaine.''

'''I know that,'' he sighs ,''I'm just being stupid.''

''No, you're not,'' I wrap my arms around him from behind, resting my chin on his shoulder ,''What you feel is a very real, very human emotion: jealousy. And, to be honest, I am flattered. It means you don't want to lose me, yeah?''

''Never,'' he smiles.

''You do trust me though, right, Blaine?''

''Without a doubt,'' he nods.

''Then trust me when I say that Adam is just a friend, and I thought he'd be perfect for Chandler. Because Blaine Anderson is perfect for me, and I'm perfect for me. When I put that wedding ring on your finger, I made a promise. And it was to be faithful, and love you,'' I turn him to face me ,''We're married, Blaine. I have a lot more to lose now. I wouldn't dare mess this up. So what put those insane thoughts in that pretty little head of yours?''

''I know we're married… this is so surreal for me, Kurt. I feel like it's a good dream and I am about to wake up,'' he explains.

''Okay, here's what we're gonna do,'' I tell him, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling him onto my lap ,''We're gonna get through this. Ignore the tabloids and whatever people say. I know you're scared of messing this up, and I am too. But, the truth is, we won't. Let's just make the most of us being married.''

''How do you always know what to say,'' he asks me, standing up and pushing me down onto the bed before straddling my waist ,''I'm sorry I am being so immature. I love you so, so much.''

Warm lips press to my neck, making me lose my train of thought momentarily.

''I-I- damn, Blaine- l-love you, too. Now we have an hour until the kids come back, so we'd better make this quick.''

''Mhm,'' he nods, lips trailing downwards with each button of my shirt that comes undone.

Soon we're under the covers, and the fight is forgotten. As it should be, because I'd never cheat on this man.

No one could make me change my mind about that.

BPOV-

Blair and Rory had taken Grace to a beginner's Ballet class, ages one to three. When Rory and Grace came home without her, he told me she'd stayed at the studio to work on her dance routine for NYADA.

So that's where I am now, waiting for her to finish up.

This past week has been nerve-wracking. She's waiting to hear back from NYADA about the vocal program, and wants to make it into the dance program more than anything.

For Christmas, Kurt and I'd gotten her new ballet shoes and tap shoes, which she was so grateful for.

''Damn it,'' she whispers, falling again.

It's been a few years since she's done ballet, so she's been having difficulties.

''You okay,'' I ask, and she looks up in surprise ,''Rory told me you were here.''

''Right,'' she nods, then shrugs ,''I'm fine. Maybe in a few years I can be en pointe like mom was. I just have to work harder.''

''For now, you need a break. It's Saturday, you've been up since eight. What's going on?''

''I heard you and Kurt fighting last night,'' she admits ,''Are you ok?''

This is what sucks about the fights: Grace is too young to understand what's going on, but Blair and Rory are too aware.

It's my fault though. Kurt and I have always been faithful to each other, so why wouldn't we be now. I have a lot more to lose now, though.

No. We're gonna be fine. My ''friends'' don't know what they're talking about.

''We're fine,'' I tell her as she packs her dance bag, sliding on her shoes ,''Don't worry.''

''I do though,'' she pulls her pants over her leotard ,''I don't… I don't like change a lot. I like routine. And the fact is that you two getting divorced means I lose more family, and that's unsettling.''

Kurt and I consider the kids in everything we do. Which is why we discussed the possibility of divorce, and how that would affect them. But we're fine, we're gonna make it until the end.

''We're not getting a divorce, who told you that,'' I question.

''I just don't want you two to fall apart,'' she admits.

''Blair Anderson, Kurt and I are going to be fine. It's a weird transition, going from just dating to married, and I sometimes forget that it changes more than my last name. It changes how we act and... and I was being stupid, but Kurt and I worked it out.''

''Good,'' she then looks at the ground ,''I need you to. And so do Grace, and Rory. My boyfriend is in California. I don't know if he's telling the truth about me being the only one he wants or not, but I'm choosing to believe him. And I'm doubting my NYADA auditions and I don't know what I'm going to be doing next school year… but you two are the only thing I'm sure is going to work out.''

If my seventeen year old daughter, and eighteen year old son, can have faith in Kurt and my marriage, so can I.

''We're gonna work out. I promise. Now, let's go. Dinner should be ready soon,'' I tell her, walking out to the car with her.

I can't afford to let my insecurities shadow my better judgment. I know Kurt and I can make it through. We have to help Rory with the wedding, and Blair with everything she has going on. That may require us seeking female help, but we'll do whatever it takes. We're a family now, and the five of us are going to stick together.

Yup. We're gonna be just fine.

KPOV-

''I love you Gracie,'' I kiss her cheek, and she giggles again.

Blaine, Blair and Rory are at glee practice and won't be home until six.

''Dada!,'' she shrieks through her laughter, and it rings through the apartment.

Adopting Grace and Rory were the best decisions of my life, other than asking Blaine to be my husband. We're raising a beautiful family together, and it's more than i've ever imagined.

I can understand his insecurities, I guess. The argument he had with his dad, who told him it was a matter of time before one of us realized this was a mistake, made him consider me moving on. Even though I never would. And the gossip only fuels the flames. The rumours are hard to ignore. But they're all lies. No, I'm not too good for Blaine. And, no, there isn't a guy on the side.

Someone got a picture of Adam and I walking out of a coffee shop. We didn't even go together. We just ran into each other, and decided to talk. Nonetheless, the rumours were swirling the next day.

'Kurt Hummel bored with marriage already?''

Vicious gossip. As if I could ever get tired of looking into the hazel eyes that I fell in love with so long ago. I never will. Yes, it's kind of awkward now. We're still transitioning from just dating to married. Rules have changed, I guess. Innocent flirting from others won't make us get a divorce. We see that, and we've talked. There are boundaries others have to respect, but something as small as that doesn't matter in the larger scale of our marriage.

Blaine and I see that now, so we're gonna be much calmer now. We made vows, and we're sticking to them. No one's gonna tear us apart.

Adam is just a friend. We may have a lot in common, but he's not my husband. And it turns out there's no need to set him up. He has a boyfriend. Not that he was ever a threat to what I had with Blaine in the first place.

''Gracie!,'' I focus on her again, tickling her as she squeals in delight and laughter.

It seems like she was born yesterday, but she'll be two by the end of the year. She's already speaking, mostly 'Dada', 'Papa', 'Rory,'' and ''Blair''. Well, she can't really say ''Rory'' or ''Blair'' because the r's sound like w's, but it's adorable. And she inexplicably can say the word ''cookie''.

It may get complicated later. She'll go to school, see kids with a mom, a mom and dad, or two moms, and probably ask why she doesn't have a mom once she understand where babies come from.

Blair, Blaine and I will get to that when it comes. Maybe we'll tell her the truth when she's older. Maybe we'll just let her believe Blair is her sister, and that we didn't know her mom. Either way, Blaine and I will figure it out.

By the end of the year, we'll have a two year old to look after, start the process of adopting another child, and two of our kids will be in college. Rory and Blair both want to stay home for school. That doesn't mean it's any less sad and joyful at the same time- a strange combination- that they're growing up right before our eyes. Blaine and I haven't begun to let go, but we know we have to. They're growing up. Rory's even getting married in June.

After all, it's not an ending, it's just beginning a new chapter in their lives. One that Blaine and I both hope we have a part in.

No matter what, Blaine is right by my side through it all. I have a lot of regrets. But I love my kids, I love my family, I love my job and I love my husband.

So as long as I have them, there's nothing that can make me give them up.

Disclaimer- glee belongs to Fox and Ryan Murphy.