BPOV-

We did it.

Today, Kurt and I are celebrating our one year anniversary.

Despite a lot of people- tabloids, my dad, and some of the people who pretend to be our friends- not believing that we would make it, we did.

And we're not done yet.

''I can't decide if I want the salmon or the pasta,'' Kurt sighs, looking at his menu ,''It's just nice to have one night of dinner that doesn't involve ''kid-friendly-food''.''

''I know,'' I laugh ,''Or having to clean up behind someone else. I'm getting the steak.''

We love the kids. We honestly do. But with four kids, there is no such thing as alone time Especially when you have a preschooler and a toddler.

And we still wouldn't give it up for anything.

''I'm going to get the pasta for the simple fact that there is no one here that will make me share it with them. It's been months since that happened,'' he laughs, then looks up at me.

It's been several years since we met. And I still can't help but wonder how I got so lucky.

''And we can have dessert, yeah?,'' I ask, and he shakes his head with a chuckle.

''I have five kids to take care of, you being number five. But yes, honey, you can have dessert.''

''This is the best night of my life. Excluding the night we met, and our wedding night, of course,'' I reason with him as the waiter comes.

''This cheesecake is amazing. Even better than the one at Breadsticks,'' I tell Kurt, offering him a bite.

''I can't say that I don't agree,'' he takes a bite ,''And thanks.''

''For sharing my cheesecake? Isn't that the first thing that they taught us in kindergarten,''I question.

''No. For tonight. As much as I love the kids, it's nice to just have a night alone with you.''

''I couldn't agree more, actually.''

Sugar and Rory are there with them, just because Liam can't drive yet, and in the event of emergency they'd need to get to the hospital as fast as they can. Nick and Jeff are spending the night at a New Year's Eve party, so they said they'd stay with them until tomorrow morning.

''So… their aunt comes home in a few weeks...''

And then Liam, Jade, and Jacob will most likely be living with her.

''I know,'' I sigh ,''But we can look into adoption again. I promise,'' I take his hand across the table ,''That is… if you still want to. I know we've been disappointed a few times.''

''I think we can try again,'' Kurt agrees ,''I… I love having a big family. Growing up an only child sucked for me, and now I can't imagine having just Gracie.''

''So we'll try again,'' I agree with a smile ,''Are you done? We can pay the bill and head to the hotel.''

''That actually sounds really good right now,'' Kurt agrees.

KPOV-

''You couldn't wait until we got off the elevator,'' I question Blaine when we're finally in the hotel room.

''Nope,'' his answer is quick and breathy before soft pink lips meet mine, and Blaine's removing my shirt.

We kept our promise together: one year of marriage. And they were right. It certainly wasn't an easy year for us, considering everything that was thrown at us.

''I love you so, so much, Kurt,'' Blaine pants before pressing kisses to my neck.

''I love you, too,'' I reach for the hem of his pants, and then his zipper.

''I love you,'' Blaine sighs afterwards, when we're under the sheets, legs tangled together and my head on his shoulder.

''I love you, too. I know that this hasn't been our easiest year, and that people said we wouldn't make it a year… but look how far we've come.''

''We proved them all wrong,'' he presses a kiss to my head ,''Like we knew we would.''

Of course there were times where we fought, hushed but heated whispers behind of harsh words behind our bedroom door, late at night when the kids were sleep. There were times where we wondered if it was ever going to get easier, where we were so stressed out that we just wanted a break from it all.

But there was never a moment where I wished we hadn't gotten married. And I know I can say the same for Blaine.

To be honest, it wasn't much different than it was when we were simply living together before getting married. There is more of a promise now, to each other, than there was back then, though. And we now have to be even more careful so they can't twist something innocent into a lie about a heated affair that either one of us is involved in.

Then there's the kids. There's no such thing as quiet with a two-year-old and a four-year-old. Especially since it's rare to get them to both take a nap at the same time. And then there's the fact that Jade will be thirteen soon, and we'll be dealing with another teenaged daughter for a short time. And Blaine is teaching Liam how to box, despite my worrying, telling me that he'll be just fine.

When the kids live with their aunt, we will look into adoption again. We love Grace, but we do want more kids. That's the one thing that we can agree on, even if we can not always agree on how to raise them.

''It's midnight. Where's my kiss,'' Blaine asks, breaking me from my thoughts.

''You're annoying,'' I tease, moving so that I can kiss him.

''Maybe, but you love me,'' he whispers before bringing his lips back to mine.

''That I do.''

You can always count on that.

BlairPOV-

It's the end of January, a month since Noah was born. He's doing better, finally up to three pounds. He is breathing better, and they will take care of everything once he is able to breathe on his own. He's still tiny, but at least he is gaining weight.

''Okay. I've paid the electric bill, the internet service, and the insurance,'' Ryder sets the phone on the table, ''You?''

''I took care of the laundry, payed the phone bill, did the food shopping, and your parents took care of the rent again.''

We both had to meet with our bosses to fix our schedules. Ryder's going to work on days when he has classes, so Monday, Wednesday, and Friday/ He'll use Tuesday, Thursdays and weekends to visit Noah and do his homework. I'm working on Tuesday, Thursday, and every other weekend. Gunther is being surprisingly helpful about the whole thing, and so is Penny.

''And my homework is done,'' he looks at the clock ,''It's noon. Are you ready to go see him?,'' he asks, and I nod.

''You haven't been yourself, Blair,'' he tells me as he slides my coat on for me,''What's going on.''

''Nothing. Just something one of my coworkers said,'' I explain, hoping to drop it.

Of course, Ryder doesn't let me.

''And what exactly was that,'' he asks me, taking my hand as we close the door to the apartment.

''That… can we drop it,'' I groan.

''Nope. When we don't talk, you hold it all in. And so do I. Then, we end up fighting for hours,'' he looks at me ,''We are under enough stress. Let's talk.''

''She basically said you must regret being a dad so young, since you have to grow up quicker now. And I told her you're not like that, so she shut up,'' I tell the truth.

''I see,'' he nods, once we're in the elevator he turns to me ,''You know I am not like that. Don't let her get to you.''

''I won't. I mean, I know we've had a bad past together, but we're much better now. And Noah is our main concern, right?''

And how we're going to pay for everything.

''Exactly. Now don't think about it anymore,'' he kisses my forehead as we walk into the lobby of the building ,''Let's just go see our son.''

That's exactly what we do.

RyderPOV-

''Hey, little guy,'' I gently rub his back.

He's still tiny, but at least he's gaining weight. And he is breathing much better, and should soon be able to breathe on his own. At least, we hope he will.

''You're so lucky. You got your mommy's dark, black hair,'' I tell him.

The nurse helped us bathe him, and he's got her black hair for sure.

''I can't wait to see your eyes. I hope you got your daddy's eyes,'' Blair smiles at me before looking back at him ,''But whatever color they are, I love them already.''

He's so fragile… fighting for his life, hooked up to machines and tubes the minute that he was born.

I would trade places with him if he'd just be okay.

''When you can open your eyes more, and are looking around, we're gonna show mommy that you have nice, hazel green eyes like hers. Either way, you're gonna be adorable. You already are,'' I reassure him, ''I love you. Mommy does, too.''

''So much,'' she agrees with a sigh, making tiny circles on his hand with her finger ,''I can't wait until I can hold you. You're probably gonna be here for a while, honey. But daddy and I will do whatever we have to so we can see you. I promise.''

This hasn't been easy for either of us. I still have classes and work, but Noah is my top priority, and so is Blair. This is my family. And if she's willing to do anything to help, so am I.

And part of that is thinking good thoughts for Noah, and letting Blair cry when she needs to, like she lets me do. Sometimes you just have to pretend it's okay. And hope that it will be okay.

''You're gonna be fine, Noah. Just fine.''

We're gonna make it through this.

RoryPOV-

''My ankles are killing me,'' Sugar groans, letting me rub her ankles.

''I know, and I'm sorry. But we are having twins.''

Wendy and Carole, they're not even here yet. But I love them already.

''I know. And I love our daughters, don't get me wrong. I'm just not too ecstatic about some of pregnancy's side effects. I don't know how Blair did it twice, Rory.''

''I don't know how anyone does it. I know we read that book, and I think it's amazing that you are doing this,'' I kiss her hand ,''I love you.''

''I love you, too.''

''And at least we have most everything set up.''

''True,'' I nod, looking at the bassinets across from our bed.

We have a changing table where the desk we were going to buy would be, and a storage unit where their diapers and clothes and bibs are. The bottles are in the kitchen, and we will buy formula when we bring them home.

''I actually can't wait,'' she tells me as I join her on the bed ,''And I'll be home full time in two weeks.''

''And Penny is giving me two weeks paternity leave since I also have school. So I will be able to help out,'' I remind her.

Ever since Noah was born, Sugar and I have taken every precaution to ensure our babies' safety, even if we can not be a hundred percent sure. And part of that is relieving stress by handling tough situations ahead of time if we can.

I'm nineteen, as is Sugar. Sometimes people ask why we didn't put the girls up for adoption. The answer: We couldn't. We want to raise them, and to see them every day. We love them, and we'd do anything for them.

We know it will not be easy. We don't think that all. But we do think it will be worth it.

In fact, we know it will be.

The next chapter has a surprise, is pretty heated, and will be longer than this.

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