This chapter briefly mentions eating disorders, bullying, and body issues.

RoryPOV-

''Hey,'' I smile at Sugar, setting my bag on the chair.

It may sound cliche', but Sugar is practically glowing. She's twenty-four weeks along, and showing. It's the second week in November, two weeks before Thanksgiving, when dad and Carole are flying out, insisting on buying some things for the babies.

Sugar and I already have the bassinets set up, moving our bed to one side and them against the other wall. We didn't have much furniture in the bedroom to begin with, so it worked out. We've been using whatever free time we have together now to get ready for the babies.

''Hey,'' she looks up from the onsies, a gift her mom got, she's been folding, and grins ,''How was your midterm?''

''I think I did pretty well,'' I admit ,''How was work?''

''Fine. Your dad's letting me co-design a few things,'' she beams ,''For his, drum roll please, maternity line.''

''That's awesome,'' I kiss her, sitting and helping her fold the clothes,''And I am sorry I couldn't go to your appointment.''

''Don't worry, Courtney didn't have class. She went with me. And I found out the gender of the babies,'' she looks at me, ''Did you want to know?''

''Please,'' I nod, smiling when she takes my hand ,''So that we know what to buy.''

''We're having twin girls,'' she beams.

And, just like that, it all feels real.

''That's incredible,'' I lean over the clothes, taking Sugar's face in my hands, and kissing her ,''I guess we can use the names we liked.''

We'd looked at a few names a week ago, her liking Wendy, and me liking Sarah.

''You okay,'' I ask.

''I am just… so glad that we're keeping them,'' she wipes at her eyes, ''I can't imagine giving them up for adoption anymore.''

To be perfectly honest, I am just glad that you believe that we can really do this.

''So I'll be working longer hours now, and I know you will be until you're thirty-six weeks. And I know this isn't easy. You're tired, I'm tired, and that is only going to intensify when the babies get here.''

''You're absolutely right… again. But I know we can do this.''

''That we can,'' I agree ,''I have a ton of homework due on Wednesday.''

''And I'd better get started on my designs. Did you want to just eat leftovers for dinner?''

''Yeah, '' I nod, ''Sounds good.''

In the past week or two, we've quietly slipped into a routine. Not that I mine. With all of the uncertainty we have, it's nice to have something be predictable, even if it's not going to last.

We have been married almost five months now, and it can be really, really hard trying to make that work while we also deal with this pregnancy. It's not as easy as we thought it would be.

Then again, no one ever said that it would be easy. I see dad and Blaine struggle, and they have the most solid relationship of anyone that Sugar and I know.

But no one has to tell us that it will be worth it.

BlairPOV-

''So… how far along are you,'' Brody asks.

''Nineteen weeks.''

The uncomfortable silence settles back around us, and he takes a sip of his coffee.

''Is Ryder the dad?''

''Yes. He is. Is this as uncomfortable for you as it is for me,'' I finally ask, and he lets out a breathy laugh.

''Extraordinarily so,'' he agrees ,''I just wanted to check on you. I know I haven't always been there for you… and that is my biggest regret, Blair. You have to know that. It may not seem like it, but I do love you. I loved you from the day that you were born, and I still do. I honestly thought I did the best thing. I would understand if you're still mad. But, please, let me help.''

''I'm not mad. I don't necessarily believe in holding a grudge. I've… I have tried to grow up a lot. I have struggled with my eating disorder and body issued, and hateful comment from people, and now another unplanned pregnancy. There's so much hate already when life is not easy, so I think I should try to put a little kindness in it.''

He looks up at me for a moment, then smiles, ''You are so much like your mother. I know this hasn't been easy for you.''

''Not always… but dad...sorry, Blaine-''

''You can call him ''dad'' in front of me, Blair. He did more for you than I ever did.''

''Dad got me through it, and Kurt is awesome. And it's nice to have Quinn, Santana, and Dani to talk to, even if they can not replace her.''

No one ever can.

''I know. I'm… I am so glad you have someone to take care of you how you deserve,'' he looks down at the table.

''You did what you thought was right at the time, and I appreciate that. We're all growing up, maturing no matter how old we are. And we all make mistakes. I don't hold that against you, Brody. And… you are here now.''

At least you're trying.

''I'm glad that Ryder's standing by your side. I know you said you two haven't had the best relationship, but this is nice,'' Brody looks up.

And he's right. Sugar and Rory are the couple that seem to never fight, never have problems. Dad and Kurt are somewhere in between us and them. Ryder and I? We can start a fight and have it resolved in any time frame, from minutes to days. And their constant, little arguments most of the time.

But we wouldn't change a thing.

''So, do you need me to take you to your apartment,'' Brody asks.

''No, I have to go find some maternity clothes,'' I slide my jacket on as I speak, ''Dad and I gave mine away. I forgot that. We didn't think I'd need them again so soon.''

Life just surprises you like that.

''Can I buy you a few things? I know it won't make up for anything, but think of it as a late graduation present, early Christmas gift,'' he gives a timid smirk.

''You don't have to-''

''Blair, I missed sixteen years of your life. Please… let me there for you now,'' Brody pleads, and I give in with a sigh.

He smiles a bit, then leads me to his car.

I appreciate it, really. He doesn't have to do this. I can afford to buy a few outfits now, and some later. But I do thank him, because it is nice to have a little more money to put towards our baby.

We decided to wait to see what the baby is, buying the essentials and a few neutral items now.

And I honestly don't know how I'd do any of this without Ryder. He's been so amazing this past month. We have managed to work everything out, and are getting things together for the baby whenever we're both having a free day. He's doing well in his classes, and has been moved up to assistant manager at work. Of course I trust him, I'm not mad at Penny either for the kisses. Ryder knows I won't tolerate being cheated on anymore, and he knows that I'll never do that to him again.

Baby Noah, or Jasmine, will be born in twenty-one weeks. There will be sleepless nights and dirty diapers and late night feedings soon. However, there will also be unconditional love towards this tiny, defenseless human being, and laughter, and moments that make it all worth it.

I know I am young. I know that, in many ways, I am still a kid myself.

But I also know this must be the right time, and that I am really going to have to grow up. As is Ryder.

And thank goodness for dad and Kurt. They've been so helpful. Going with me to doctors appointments, willing to pay half on things that we buy for the baby…

Even though it may seem irrelevant, their relationship gives me hope. I have never met two people so right for eachother, who have been through so much, and always come out stronger in the end.

Hopefully Ryder and I can have that. We're getting stronger all of the time, and I honestly think that we can make it through anything now.

Everything's gonna be ours.

BPOV-

''That was a nice wedding. Sebastian has surprisingly good taste,'' Kurt admits quietly.

Today, Sebastian Smythe and David Karofsky became Sebastian and David Karofsky-Smythe.

''You're sweet,'' I snort, mindful to keep my voice down since the kids are sleeping in the back.

Any other Saturday, they would have been going to the movies or a museum with us.

Today, they sat quietly and respectfully, even Grace and Jacob.

I look in the rearview mirror when we stop at the light, smiling at them,

Liam and Jade are asleep in the very back of the minivan, her head laying on his shoulder. Grace and Jacob are asleep in their car-seats in the second row, and Kurt is dozing off in the passenger seat.

''I'm glad I have two more weddings to plan, though. Quinn and Puck's, and Blair and Ryder's when the time gets right,'' he yawns.

''That's because you have an eye for detail, you romantic,'' I tease him ,''You're so hot when you get like that.''

''I knew there was a reason that I married you,'' he jokes back.

The light banter that makes our relationship work, the ability to tease without any hint of malice towards the other individual.

I have missed it.

The glee kids won sectionals, and are on their way to regionals. Kurt's designs are becoming more and more famous. Grace is finally potty-trained, or as well as a two year old can be potty-trained, and seems to grasp the concept of sharing. Jacob is doing well in pre-school, and is in the school Christmas program next month. Jade has made some friends, even though she insisted that she wouldn't, and is on the honor roll. And Liam has made the basketball team.

When Natalie called and asked if we could take care of them for another two months, and give them time to try to set up a permanent home, Kurt and I instantly agreed. We promised her that we would be able to take care of them until their aunt got back. After all, we do love having them around.

And as far as kids, go, I think we've done well raising Rory and Blair, too. They've both matured significantly these past few months. But they are still kids, at least in our eyes, and we are there for them. Whether it's help with the babies, Rory needing marriage advice, or Blair needing to vent about whatever it is she and Ryder got in a fight about… Kurt and I are here.

And Blair is doing so much better as far as her body image and eating disorder is concerned. She was reassured that it is common to struggle on and off with her bulimia, but her therapist has gotten through to her in ways that Kurt and I just couldn't.

Rory is doing extraordinarily well in his classes, not that we didn't think he would. And he's so courageous, defending a student who was being taunted for coming out of the closet, and quickly defending and befriending him. That's just Rory's personality, though.

I see so much of Kurt in all six of them: Blair's enthusiasm, Rory's kindness, Liam's confidence, Jade's love of life, Jacob's patience, and Grace's curiosity.

There is absolutely no one else I'd rather do this with.

But the main thing of having Kurt be the love of my life is how overwhelmingly honest with me. When I lose my head, he brings me back down to earth. And he was so upfront with the Adam incident, telling me that they are just friends and that he stopped it before anything serious could happen.

Kurt is faithful, knowing the pain of a broken heart just as badly as I do. Adam knows it, too, and I believe that people make bad choices if they're mad or scared or hurt. Right now, he needs a friend.

Good thing that Kurt Hummel is one of the best friends that anyone can have.

Because he is definitely my best friend, and I shudder at the thought of what I'd ever do without him. Sometimes I honestly think that I am in the most pleasant dream of my life, one that I'd hate to wake up from.

Because I'd hate for a sudden twist of fate to reveal that it's all just a nightmare.

KPOV-

''Well what do you know?,'' I put Grace's and Jacob's dress clothes away, ''They managed to not get anything on them.''

''That may because you made them wear a bib, and napkins. I think we should just be glad that Grace hasn't thrown a temper tantrum.''

''True,'' I agree with Blaine, ''But I think she's getting a cold, and so is Jacob. They were coughing when I got them ready for bed.''

''Well, you will be home on Monday and Wednesday, and I get off on Wednesday for Thanksgiving Break,'' he continues ,''So we can monitor them, and take them to the doctor if we have to.''

''Good idea,'' I lean in for a quick kiss, ''You are the brains of this relationship.''

''And the sweet one. And the sexy one,'' Blaine says with a completely straight face.

''You know that,'' my voice comes out in a scoff, ''You're lame. I take back every single compliment that I have ever given you.''

''Kurt,'' he whines ,''That's against the rules of our marriage!''

''Oh?,'' I raise an eyebrow, ''I was not even aware that there were rules.''

''There are. You're being mean to me, husband,'' he pouts.

''I've stuck by your side for this long. Give me some credit,'' I remind him, sliding under the covers and instantly being pulled into the warmth of my husband's body.

''You know… we have almost been married a year,'' Blaine presses a sweet kiss to my forehead.

''I know. And it's true: this has not been easy.''

Between our insecurities, Adam's subtle advances that I quickly shut down, and arguments that would sometimes escalate into fights about what would be best for the kids, our relationship was really tested this year.

But in a few more weeks, we will have proved everyone wrong by making it. His dad, so called ''friends'' who only wanted to see us fail, unlike our real friends, and any doubts that Blaine and I have had ourselves.

We will have proven that he and I can have it all. That Blaine and I are so, so right for eachother. That this was not a spur of the moment decision, because Blaine and I both thought about this long and hard. We've both made enough rash decisions, and we are so sure about this.

Not to any stretch of the imagination has any of this been easy. Hell, there were times when we both probably wondered if it was worth it.

And if I had to do it all again, the good and the bad times…. I would. And I know that, without a shadow of a doubt, Blaine would choose the same.

As cliche' as it sounds, he is my other half.

I waited so damn long to find someone like him.

And whatever comes our way, we are going to make it through. After all, haven't we made it through every obstacle these past few years?

So what's to stop us now?

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