This chapter contains mention of eating disorders.

BlairPOV-

''Are you sure that you can't come,'' I ask Ryder as he puts his book in his bag.

It's the third week of September, and Ryde has already started his classes.

''I wish I could,'' he kisses me ,''But I can't. If I get done with class early, I'll try to make it.''

''I understand. I love you,'' I kiss him, ''I'll see you when you get out of class.''

''Okay. Love you,'' he leaves then, and I sigh before getting ready for my doctor appointment.

''I never realized how comfortable yoga pants are,'' I tell Sugar as we sit in the waiting room.

She lets out a laugh ,''I could live in them. Between the shopping for food, my online classes, and trying to get everything ready, I don't want to wear anything else.''

''The morning sickness will probably go away soon. How far along are you?''

''Sixteen weeks,'' she looks at her baby bump ,''I'm nervous.''

''That's normal,'' I reassure her ,''Since your appointment is right after mine, I can stay.''

''I'd like that,'' she smiles, resting her hand on her stomach ''It's all surreal, especially since I'm further along than we thought when I first told him.. How far along are you?''

''Eleven weeks,'' I look down at my stomach where the baby is growing.

My baby.

I love Grace more than anything, but I won't love this baby any less.

''Ms. Anderson, the doctor is ready for you.''

Here we go.

''So,'' the doctor begins as I lay back on the exam table ,''There's the baby's head, and his or her hands and feet.''

''That's incredible,'' I breathe out, wiping my eyes.

I thought it wouldn't effect me as much, since I went through this with Grace. But it does, and it's absolutely beautiful.

''Is it too early to know the gender,'' Sugar asks, hand resting on her own stomach.

''I'm afraid so,'' the doctor nods, handing me tissues as she wipes off the instrument ,''But, Ms. Anderson, your baby is healthy. Would you like a picture of the ultrasound?''

''Please,'' I nod, pulling my shirt down and sliding off the table.

''Alright, Mrs. Motta-Hummel,'' the doctor hands me the picture ,''Are you ready?''

Sugar lays back, and the doctor proceeds with the appointment.

''It's too early for me to tell the sex of your baby,'' the doctor looks at Sugar.

''I understand,'' she nods, eyes fixed on the screen.

''But I can tell you that everything looks right. Your babies are healthy, in the right position, and-''

''Wait: babies?,'' Sugar looks at the doctor with wider eyes ,''A-as in more than one?''

''Yes, Mrs. Motta-Hummel. It appears you're having twins,'' the doctor grins.

''Twins,'' Sugar looks at the screen then at me ,''Blair! Twins!''

''That's amazing,'' I agree, handing her some tissues to wipe at her eyes.

''I can't believe I'm having twins,'' Sugar tells me, still in awe as she looks at her stomach.

''How do you think Rory will feel,'' I ask her, and she looks at her water.

''I think he'd be happy. We'll just have to work twice as hard.''

''If it helps,'' I begin ,''You and Rory are going to be great parents.''

''I know it's not fair to compare, but I'd love to be as great a parent as Kurt and Blaine are,'' Sugar admits.

''No, I get that. Honestly, I don't know where I'd be without them,'' I run a hand through my hair.

They've been so supportive, even when I've been awful. When my mom died, I didn't know what was going to happen to me. And Blaine adopted me. Then he met Kurt, and he accepted me like I'm his own. With my eating disorder, self-esteem issues, and the pregnancy… they've been there for all of that. I hope I can be there for my child.

There is not a doubt that Ryder, despite his fears, will make a great dad. He's loving and sweet, and he's proven it by doing all he can for Gracie.

Me? I'm not as scared. I don't know what i'm doing. It's different with Gracie, because I'm not raising her. I just… even if there's no such thing as a perfect parent, I want to be a good parent. But we'll be fine. I know we will.

After all, I did learn from the best.

BPOV-

''What's all this,'' I ask, setting Grace on the floor with me and Kurt.

''I'm just getting some of her clothes that don't fit anymore together,'' he replies, ''You know, in case the Rory and Sugar, or Blair and Ryder, need them. Oh, and Emma called.''

''Who,'' I ask, playing with Grace while listening to him.

''Emma. The young girl who got pregnant. She said she made her decision,'' he doesn't look up from where he is holding the pink onesies.

''And,'' I ask, and he looks up at me with a serious expression before breaking into a breathtaking grin,.

''She said we're at the top of her list.''

''Are you serious,'' I beam, and he nods happily.

''She's four months along, and it is a boy. She's looking at a closed adoption, but I told her if she changes her mind before the baby is born that we can always make new arrangements.''

I pick Gracie up so that we're face to face ,''You hear that, honey? You're probably gonna have a little brother.''

She looks from me to Kurt with a wide grin, and I kiss her forehead.

''She may be too young to understand, but we should ease her into the fact that she's possibly going to have a little brother,'' Kurt pushes some hair from her forehead.

''Maybe we should wait for confirmation,'' I respond, and Kurt nods, ''Have you heard from the social worker?''

''Not recently, no,'' he shrugs ,''But we're both certified to be foster parents, so maybe we will soon. We have enough room, yeah?''

''Yeah,'' I nod ,''If we get another baby, we can always just use Grace's nursery, and get another crib. And we do have Blair and Rory's rooms.''

''Right,'' he nods ,''You know, I wouldn't want to do this with anyone else.''

Me either.

''I'm glad I get to do this with you,'' I tell my husband, leaning over the baby clothes and kissing him on the lips.

''Me too,'' Grace asks, pulling a laugh from both me and Kurt.

''Come here, beautiful,'' Kurt picks her up, kissing her cheeks as she squeals in laughter.

I meant what I said earlier. I could not imagine doing this with anyone else. Kurt is my other half, and I'm fairly certain that I couldn't get through… well, any of this without him.

And I love raising a family with Kurt. He loves Grace so, so much, We've agreed that the kids are our top priority, and he definitely holds that true. He left work in the middle of designing a wedding dress to pick Grace up from Dani when she had a fever last week. And we've both spent the weekends with her, taking her to places like the park and the aquarium.

Because we both know all too well how quickly she's going to grow up. I watched Blair grow up, and it seems like I only had eighteen minutes with her, not eighteen years. With Rory, these few years have felt like only a few minutes.

Which is why I don't want to miss anything with Grace. I may not be the best dad, but I will be better than my dad was to me.

And that's a promise I'll keep to Grace, as well as to myself.

KPOV-

''I'll get it,'' I let Blaine take Grace, and rush to get the phone.

''Hello,'' I ask into the phone, ''Yes, Kurt Anderson-Hummel, speaking. Oh, hello Natalie.''

At the mention of the social worker, Blaine's head snaps up. He gently places Grace in her playpen before joining me in the kitchen.

''Kurt,'' he asks quietly, but I hold up my hand, telling him to wait as Natalie continues to speak.

''Really? That's wonderful,'' I tell her through the phone ,''How old are they? And the parents? I'm sorry to hear that. Just give me a second.''

''What's that about,'' Blaine asks me as I place my hand over the receiver.

''She's looking for a foster home for three kids. A boy, his little sister, and their younger brother. Ages Fifteen, twelve, and four. Their parents are dead, and they have no other relatives. I'll be home soon, and we do have the room. My vote is yes, Blaine, but we have to make this important decision together. What do you say?''

Please say yes. I know we can do this.

''Well… it would most likely be temporary,'' he looks down, before up at me with a grin ,''Let's do it.''

''Hello, Natalie,'' I speak into the phone ,''We can do that. Now, just tell me what we have to do.''

The conversation continues for a good two hours, and I know the basics.

''What did Natalie say,'' Blaine asks after putting Grace down for her nap.

''They're names are Liam, Jade, and Jacob,'' I tell him as he crawls into my arms ,''Liam is the oldest, followed by Jade, and then Jacob. They have an aunt, but they're having trouble tracking her down. Either way, this is most likely temporary. They're going to inspect the apartment, and we can meet them on Friday. If everything goes well, I think they'll be moved in by Tuesday.''

''That's great,'' he kisses my cheek ,''It… it feels right. I want to help people.''

''I know,'' I smooth down his curls, free from the gel after the shower ,''It's who you are.''

''It's who you are, too, Kurt. Kurt Anderson-Hummel, you are the kindest person I have ever met. You're an amazing dad, and our kids absolutely adore you,'' Blaine comforts me ,''And not just them. I adore you, and I see why Burt and Carole are so proud of you. I can't even begin to count the amount of times that you have saved me. I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you.''

''I love you, too. And this is a two way street, Blaine,'' I remind him ,''You saved me. I'm honored to be going on this amazing journey with you.''

I have a lot of regrets. Most of them stem from waiting so long to stand up for myself in high school. Surprisingly, Andrew isn't one of the things I hold with regret. His insults made me work harder to be a fashion designer Definitely not my kids, because I love being a dad more than anything. I love Blair, Rory, and Grace. And I will look after Jade, Liam and Jacob with all of my heart. Blain… I definitely don't regret him. It was his idea for us to become foster parents again, and it is definitely one of the best decisions I have ever made in my life. As much as I thought I'd raise kids with Andrew, as good as a dad as Adam or Chandler will be to someone one day, I'm glad I am building family with Blaine.

Because there is absolutely no one else that I'd want to do this with.

RyderPOV-

''Twins? Has she told Rory yet,'' I ask Blair.

''She's telling him on Friday, when they meet up with her parents,'' she looks up from where she is tracing patterns onto my skin.

I like nights like this, where the city is buzzing with excitement, but Blair and I are content to just lie on our bed.

Her head's on my chest, our langles together under the blanket.

And I like seeing her like this, no make up and her curls falling over her shoulders. Of course she's beautiful regardless. Even when she wakes up, puts on her makeup, and straightens her hair only to curl it again- which I don't get, but she likes it, so okay- she's just as beautiful as she is now,

Too bad she doesn't believe that.

''Ryder Lynn, why are you staring at me like that,'' she questions, self-consciously pulling at the fabric of her shirt.

''Because, Blair Anderson,'' I intwine my fingers with hers ,''You're beautiful.''

''Right,'' she lets out a breathy laugh, rolling her eyes.

''You are. I don't just say the things you want to hear, and I know that you know that. You are gorgeous, Blair. Don't doubt that. I love you. You're the love of my life, the girl I am going to marry, and the mother of my children.''

''I love you,'' she presses her lips to my neck.

I'm so glad Mr. Anderson agreed to me proposing to her, because I know she would not have accepted otherwise. These past few months have not been easy, but we're making it work. Always have, always will.

And in about twenty-nine more weeks, we're going to have our little boy or girl. As nervous as I am, I know we can do this. And I really do love this baby already.

We're young, but I know that Blair and I can do this. I get to raise a family with the girl I love.

And no one can ruin that for us.

Next chapter Sugar tells Rory about the twins! And what do you think about the pregnancies? And Kurt and Blaine trying to expand their family?

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