A/N: So I wrote for a lovely four hours last night and was so proud of my efforts and etc and then obviously since I opened it with email it didn't send and I'm pissed and apparently full-stops and commas just aren't for this sentence.

Ahem. So I'm a little cranky, so I'm going to go write some smut and internalise it all so I can summon up the patience to rewrite twelve fucking pages.

"What's wrong?"

Kurt's voice was soft, quiet – but she still jumped, hands moving protectively to her stomach as she whirled around.

"Nothing." Amy sighed, relaxing. "Just...thinking."

Kurt studied her carefully, taking a seat on the sofa.

"Come here." He said gently, holding his arms out, and her eyes widened.

"Daddy, I couldn't!" she protested, wincing when the 'daddy' slipped out. "I'm too big." She added sadly.

"No." Kurt said, cutting off her protests. "Never."

She'd stepped closer almost without thinking, and Kurt took her hand, using it to pull her down into his lap and wrapping his arms around her.

Amy sighed, cuddling into him in a way she hadn't done since she was little, her hands rubbing at her baby bump.

Kurt wrapped an arm around her waist, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and raising his other hand to stroke at her hair.

"Now, tell me." He murmured softly as she relaxed into him.

"It's silly." She protested weakly.

"If it's bothering you, it isn't silly."

"I still think it's silly." She murmured quietly, ducking her face into his shoulder briefly.

"Is this about the baby?" Kurt prompted gently.

"Sort of." She sighed. "I'm... I think... I'm scared."

Kurt's grip tightened on her protectively.

"I'm scared of what going through labour is going to be like. I'm scared that he – she – might not be okay, might be sick, or..." she trailed off, her hands pausing before she kept moving. "And I'm scared of how much is going to change after this baby is born."

Blaine had paused in the doorway when he heard their quiet voices, but now he entered the room, pulling Amy off of Kurt's lap so she was cradled between them.

"Amy, you love Sam, don't you?" He asked gently, and she nodded, shifting to rest her head against his shoulder. "And he loves you, and you both love this baby, so it won't matter how much things will change, because you'll do it for each other. The only thing that changed when we brought you home was the fact that our love grew stronger."

Amy nodded again, tears starting to fill her eyes.

"But what if he's born sick?"

Blaine hesitated, and Kurt stepped in.

"Don't you have an ultrasound appointment soon? Can't they pick up on whether or not the baby is sick?"

Amy's face brightened and she nodded.

"And about the labour... You should probably talk to your doctor about that." Blaine chuckled.

Amy smiled at him, hugging them both.

"Thank you both."

A/N: Supportive Klaine are supportive