Trigger warning: Mentions of infidelity and eating disorder recovery.

BPOV-

''What do you think is taking so long,'' Jade questions.

We've been here for over twelve hours. In fact, the kids are out of school, and decided to drop by to see how things are going.

''Labor can take some time,''Blair explains, ''I was in labor for what seemed like forever the first time.''

Jade nods then, content with that answer, closing her cardigan around herself and laying her head on Blair's shoulder.

Kurt's in the room with Regina, helping her out with this painful process to his best effort. Rory came by as soon as class was over, and then again when he got off after going into work for a couple of hours to do inventory. Sugar is at home with Wendy and Finn, and Ryder's with Noah, Grace, and Jacob. Liam's in the cafeteria eating, since we decided to take shifts in the waiting room.

''Dad, would you calm down? Gosh, were you this anxious when I went into labor?,'' Blair whispers, trying not to disturb Jade as she rests.

''Yes,'' I smirk, kissing her head, ''You were only sixteen when you had Grace, and you went into labor with Noah at about twenty-four weeks. And, yes, I'll be this stressed out when you or SUgar have another baby, or when Grace and Jade have kids.''

''Alright,'' she rolls her eyes playfully, ''I appreciate everything you've done to help us out. Some months we didn't know how we were going to pay the bills or afford food for Noah.''

''Hey, you're trying. And you are taking the necessary steps to better yourself to give Noah what he needs. You're a good parent, Blair.''

''Well,'' she lays her head on my shoulder, yawning before speaking again, ''I did learn from the absolute best.''

''Blair Anderson-Lynn, flattery will get you everywhere,'' I smirk as she closes her eyes, ready for a well-deserved nap, ''Now rest. I'll wake you up, okay?''

She lets out another yawn, nodding before drifting off into a nap.

This is nice, actually. I haven't spent much time with her, or Jade, in a while. In fact, Kurt and I were thinking of scheduling a family day with all of the kids when we bring Eli home.

Because really, at the end of the day, family is the most important thing to us.

''Hey,'' Liam joins us, plopping down next to me, ''Anything about the baby yet?''

''Not yet,'' I reply, ''but don't worry. I am sure we will see some progress too.''

Honestly, I am terrified. So many things could go wrong. But I can't let them know that. While Kurt is in the room with Regina, I have to keep it together. At least while my kids are still here with me.

Even if holding it all in is getting more and more difficult every hour.

KPOV-

''This is incredible,'' Blaine holds Eli close, making sure

''It really is,'' I whisper.

As I hold our baby girl.

''I don't understand how this happened,'' I whisper as our babies are rushed away to be cleaned.

Things took an unexpected turn when Regina was rushed into an unexpected cesarean section, where not one, but two babies where delivered.

To say that we were shocked would be an understatement.

''Well, most of the ultrasounds were taken in early pregnancy. Your last appointment was to be this week, but you went into labor,'' she speaks to Regina, ''So she didn't show up in the ultrasounds because her brother was blocking her. So congratulations to the Anderson-Hummel family. You have two beautiful, healthy babies.''

''How much do they weigh,'' Blair whispers, running a hand through Eli's hair as Liam plays with his baby sister's tiny hand.

''Eli was five pounds, three ounces. And this little beauty was five pounds.''

''What are their names now,'' Jade quietly questions, sitting on the other side of me.

''Well, this little cutie's name is Eli Christopher Finn Anderson-Hummel,'' Blaine announces, beaming down at our newborn son.

''And her name is Elena Christina Anderson-Hummel,'' I run a finger over her black light brown hair.

''She's got your hair, Kurt,'' Blair grins, ''And Eli has Regina's hair color.''

''They're eyes will probably be blue or brown, but we have to wait a few days to find out.''

''They're so perfect,'' Jade sighs, ''When do you get to take them home?''

''Keep your voice down, honey. Regina is still sleeping,'' I look over to where she is lying in the hospital bed, blissfully unaware to the excitement between Blaine, Rory, Blair, Liam, Jade and I at the arrival of the two newest additions to our family.''

Eight beautiful kids- because, yes, Blair and Rory are still our children: Rory, Blair, Liam, Jade, Jacob, Grace, Eli, and Elena.

''We have to go out tomorrow and get a new crib for Elena, and a some more clothes for have a lot to do tomorrow.''

So we're going to use tonight to relax. Among other things. After all, it is the last bit of alone time we'll have for quite some time.

We might as well utilize it.

It's after we leave the hospital for the night, after Rory goes home, and Blair takes Liam and Jade back to her and Ryder's apartment with a promise to drive all of the kids home after school, when Blaine and I fall back on the bed.

''Why are you in such a rush,'' Blaine whispers, hot breath washing over the skin of my neck as he speaks in between the kisses he places to the skin there, ''We've got all night.''

''I know,'' I slide my shirt off, reaching for the buttons on my husband's shirt immediately after, ''And I want to use as much of that time as we can. I really miss you.''

Because we've really had to nand together these past two days, emotionally and mentally.

That doesn't mean I don't miss being physically close to you.

''What I'm saying is this:,'' he stops my hands from unzipping his pants, running his hands down my bare back with a smile on his face once I pause my motions, ''I love you, and you love me. And yes, we're going to be tired to do anything on the rare occasions where we do get a little free time now. We have all night, though, Kurt. There's no need to rush.''

With that, Blaine brings me in for a heated kiss, helping me remove the rest of our clothes.

So that- even for a few hours- we have nothing to worry about.

''I love you so, so much,'' Blaine runs a rough hand, calloused from years of playing instruments, up my arm, pressing a kiss to my hand.

''I love you, too. That was great, by the way,'' I press closer to him, ''And we have nine more hours until we have to about that?''

''You're so lame sometimes,'' he shakes his head, staring at me with a sense of fondness in his hazel eyes, ''It's incredible, you know? We thought we were coming home with one baby, and we have two. Two healthy, beautiful babies. And I take the glee club to nationals in California next week, while Burt and Carole come here to help you with the babies. Our son is so close to graduating. Rory and Blair are both so close to their careers, Jade is on the honor roll now. She even made it onto Darren Everett High School's cheerleading squad, and Grace and Jacob are doing so incredible in school. We… we're proving everyone who thought we were never going to make it wrong, and sticking together despite our insecurities about this marriage.''

''What can I say? We rock. In all seriousness, though, I'm glad we're doing this and working through our issues. Because I am in this for the long run. If I wasn't, I never would have proposed to you,'' I pull him in for a deep kiss that leave us breathless,''You mean too much to me, so I don't take this marriage lightly.''

''I feel the same. I know we've had this conversation a billion times, but at least we know we're being honest. We know that we're serious about this. Now, what do you say we use the rest of our alone time for other things?''

Shaking my head, I straddle his waist. Because he's right.

I will often say I always imagined my life a certain way, but that's not true. My life dreamed changed a lot. From having no children, to three. From being a Broadway star to being an actor on television.

Life rarely goes as planned, though. Now, I have eight kids, a thriving career in fashion, and am looking forward to my dad and Carole moving here in July.

One thing was always a constant, though: Blaine. Well, not Blaine specifically. Someone like him, though. Someone who gets me the way that no one else, not even my dad, ever could have. Someone who would not mind that he picked up the pieces of the man I used to be, and glued them back together after Andrew. Someone who encourages me to be the best version of myself.

Most importantly, someone who loves me.

And it's cheesy and it's cliche', but I've really found that in Blaine

That's not what I am worried about, though. Right now, my concern the man I am kissing, who makes me feel more alive than ever. Tomorrow, everything changes. We will have the responsibility of two babies, as well as our day-to-day lives.

So we might as well be selfish for one night.

BlairPOV-

''See? Look at what this magazine says about you! 'Rising star Blair Anderson-Lynn's debut album will be on sale shortly. You may remember her from her videos online, or better yet, from her duet with Starchild Gilbert'. See? You've gotten more views on your videos, too. You're going to be a star. Not that I ever doubted it.''

''Well, thank you for believing in me,'' I kiss my husband, ''That means a lot to me.''

''It is kind of a bummer that they put your story next to one about a couple breaking up,'' he admits, frowning a bit, ''I don't understand why people cheat. Actually, I want to talk to you about that.''

He leans back so he's facing me again, ''Well, not that, but things that cause unfaithfulness. How are we going to do this long distance thing again? You may not be away as long as I was when I attended UCLA, but you'll be away more often. And we have a kid to raise. We also want to have more kids. We both know what it's like to be so stressed that we give into the temptation of another person. We're married now, though, Blair. I don't think that either one of us is going to stand for any infidelity. I just want to know we're on a good page before you go.'

''I love you. If you think that I am going to sleep with anyone but you, then you don't know me at all,'' I roll my eyes.

''I just want to make sure that we know what we're getting into. Because even if all we do is fight, we can agree on one thing: if one of us cheats, this marriage is over.''

''Okay, Ryder. I'm sick of having this conversation with you. I am going to say this one more time, and one more time only. I love you. Ryder, you helped me when I was finding it hard to let Grace be adopted right after she was born. You are the one who helped me when I nearly relapsed back in April. You're the one I want to raise a family with. You're the one I married. That means something to me. I will record hear, and organize my tours with noah in mind. So don't worry about it. We'll be fine.''

And if I ever do feel temptation, I won't give in. You wouldn't.

I know you wouldn't, even if I doubt myself sometimes.

''I'm sorry,'' he groans, ''You know I love you. We will be okay, yeah?''

''Of course,'' I answer, pulling Ryder in for a heated kiss, ''Now stop being an asshole, and kiss your wife.''

I've gotten a lot more confident, but I can still be that same girl I was in high school: the one worried Ryder would find someone prettier, with no insecurities and who doesn't fight with him as much. Someone he could sleep with, keeping it a secret while he's married to me.

Someone I can never be.

No. Don't think about that. Ryder's not that guy anymore, you're not that girl anymore.

Besides, even if one of us did cheat, we'd find a way to make this work. I don't want to think about that, though. Because it would hurt more than anything else we've put each other through. And sometimes it just gets too hard to pretend that it's okay.

Ryder gets me, though. He doesn't want to be cheated on, because he knows how it feels.

And this is a relationship of equals. Because when he's good to me, I'm good to him. And when he's an ass to me, I'm usually the same way to him. It's weird and it's crazy…

But it works.

And, really, that's the only thing that is going to make this work.

SugarPOV-

''This is so stupid,'' I rip u my design, throwing the remains in the trash, running a hand through my hair ,''Shit. Why can't I do this right?''

Oh, yeah. Because I'm under so much stress. Today was… well, I've had better days.

''Okay, Sugar,'' I open up to a new page, ''Just calm down. You've got this. Don't stress yourself out.''

''I can't say that I don't agree with that.''

Looking up from my spot at my desk, I find Rory staring at me from the door of my office, ''The kids are spending the night with your mom. She took them out to get them late birthday presents. I got worried when you didn't come home. It's nearly twelve, baby. Why don't you come home?''

''Can't. I have to get this design right,'' I shake my head, pulling out my pencils, ''I'll sleep here if I work too late.''

''Well, then, I guess, I am sleeping here, too,'' Rory shrugs his jacket off.

''No. Go home. You have classes, don't you?''

''I don't mind. I can study here. All of my notes are online.''

''I need to concentrate, Rory,'' I snap, ''Go home.''

''Okay,'' he laughs bitterly, ''You've been acting like this off and on for weeks now. What the hell is going on Sugar?''

Rolling my eyes, I ignore him, choosing to focus on creating a new design instead.

''Is there someone else? Because I'd rather you just be honest with me.''

''You have got to me joking,'' I slam my pencil down, ''Do you think I'd do to our marriage what my parents did to theirs? That I would screw someone else?''

He bites his lips, shaking his head, ''No. No, I just had to get you to pay attention. Sucks that I had to do it that way, but there it is.''

''You're such an ass sometimes,'' I shake my head, sitting back down.

''Yeah. We both are. Look, it's kind of freaking me out that my wife won't tell me what's going on. I am not going anywhere until we talk this out. That's what we do, and it works!''

''Alright, fine,'' I stand, stalking towards him, ''I'm under so much stressed. I get it. You are, too. We have two three-year-olds at home that spend more time with our parents than they do with us because we're always working. Hell, you just got off work an hour ago. I'm designing for one of the biggest names in music, and I have no idea what to design. I feel like everyone that said I'd never make it is know, maybe I should give this up and do something more practical, and-''

''Stop it.''

''...Excuse me?''

''I said,'' Rory puts his hands on my shoulder, staring at me with those big blue eyes I fell in love with years ago, ''Stop it. You're doing what is practical for you. Because you are a fantastic designer and stylist. The people that doubted you don't know what they are talking about. Look, I am doing what I love. But I also believe I am going to be good at it. So, stop, I need you to calm down. You need to calm down. Because even if I can't draw a straight line, you're fantastic at this. You're going to be fine.''

He stares at Me, holding my gaze as I feel myself calm down.

''I hate when you're right,'' I mutter, ''But thank you. I'm sorry I freaked out on you.''

''It's alright. Look, how about we go home and you can figure this out there.''

As much as I'd prefer the solitude of my office at night, I have to agree with Rory.

''Yeah. Yeah, let's go.''

So maybe things got a little out of hand. Okay, we totally snapped at each other, and Rory had to fix it. He had to sweep away the clouds for me, just so I didn't completely get taken away in my storm. He has a habit of doing that, though.

Now, we go home, and I try to figure this out. This job is a huge deal for me. And it would help our family so much if she became a regular. It's time to pull it together, and get to work, unafraid of failure.

After all, if i let fear get the best of me every single time, I would have missed out on a lot of good things.

So this story will have a major time jump in the next chapter. It will be over soon, because I have other story ideas I want to get started on, and I want to finish my other stories. This story may not be the best, but I have tried. And I will get better the more that I practice. So thanks to everyone who read :)

Disclaimer- glee belongs to Fox, Ryan Murphy, Ian Brennan, and Brad Falchuk.