A/N: Claire and I are so fucking sorry. Honest to god. I am so, so sorry. I just. A lot happened and.. okay. I have to move out in 6 months, and then we got the idea that we could move out together and stuff and so now we're constantly planning and not writing and focusing on other things. I can't say that we're going to be writing lots in the next week or so. Let us get everything sorted and we'll see what happens.

But trying wasn't as easy as it seemed.

"Fucker…" Kurt kicked the door, throwing the negative pregnancy test in the bin.

He closed his eyes, sliding down onto the toilet seat and hanging his head in his hands with a defeated sigh.

There was a knock on the door. "Daddy?"

Kurt's head snapped up. "What's wrong baby?"

"Are you okay?"

Kurt opened the door, kneeling down to scoop Madeline into a hug.

"I'm fine sweetie." He murmured into her hair.

"Are you sure daddy?" she asked, clinging to his neck.

"Yeah baby. Want to help me cook dinner?"

"Can we make cake?" Madeline asked excitedly.

"Maybe for dessert." Kurt answered distractedly, glancing at the clock. Blaine would be home in an hour….

^.^

Kurt was fidgety at dinner, and Blaine noticed immediately.

"You okay?" he nudged him gently,

"Fine. I'm…a little worried."

Blaine's eyes immediately narrowed in concern. "What's wrong?"

Kurt took a deep breath. "I'll tell you later. Nothing serious, I promise."

Blaine didn't look convinced.

"Kurt…."

"Not now Blaine." Kurt smiled at Madeline, who was watching them curiously, her head tilted to side in interest.

"Daddies…?"

"Yeah princess?"

"What aren't you telling me?"

Kurt's eyes widened, and Blaine took a deep breath.

"Okay Hepsibah…." Blaine started slowly. "Daddy and I do have a secret…. But you don't need to worry about it yet, okay? I promise we'll tell you when you need to know."

Madeline frowned in concentration, nodding slowly.

"Okay… pinky promise?"

Blaine grinned, stretching his arm across the table, holding his pinky out.

"Pinky promise."

^.^

When they were finally settled in bed, side by side, Kurt took a deep breath and turned to Blaine.

"I'm not pregnant yet."

Blaine bit his lip. "Still?"

"Still." Kurt whispered.

Blaine sighed. "Oh."

Kurt's eyes closed. "I don't know what's wrong."

Blaine kissed his cheek gently. "It's okay. When it happens, it'll happen."

Kurt looked unconvinced. "What if there's something wrong? What if I can't get pregnant again?" he fretted.

Blaine took both his hands, kissing his knuckles gently. "Do you want to go get it checked out?"

"No…" he whispered. "Yes?" he sighed. "Maybe. I just…I don't want to find out that I can't…"

Blaine pulled him into his arms, rubbing his back slowly.

"Let's book an appointment in the morning okay? Even if it's only to make you feel better."

Kurt nuzzled his face against Blaine's shoulder.

"Will you come with me? I mean…you have work, but could you…"

"Of course." Blaine tugged him closer, hugging him tight. "Of course. We'll go after we drop off Maddy at school."

Kurt sighed, relaxing slightly.

"Thank you." He whispered.

Blaine kissed his temple gently.

"Time for sleep, okay?"

"I don't think I can." Kurt murmured. Blaine manoeuvred them until they were lying down, Kurt curled up on his chest.

"Shh." Blaine soothed, rubbing his hands slowly up and down Kurt's back.

"What if I can't-"

"Kurt, stop." He whispered, pressing kisses to the back of his neck.

"Mmm."

"It's going to be okay. Even if you can't, we'll find a way."

Kurt nodded, sighing heavily and snuggling further into Blaine.

"Thank you."

^.^

"Blaine." Kurt hissed, twisting his hands together nervously in his lap.

"Shh." Blaine whispered, taking Kurt's hand and stroking the back of it with his thumb. "They'll call us in soon."

"But…"

"Kurt, calm down…"

"Kurt Hummel?" their GP stood in the doorway to his room, a warm smile on his face.

Kurt sucked in a deep breath and Blaine tugged him up, pulling him into the room.

"Why hello." He grinned. "How are you?"

"Good…good…" Kurt whispered.

"And how's Maddy?"

"An angel." Blaine grinned, sitting them down.

"And what seems to be the problem?"

Kurt sucked in a deep breath, blushing slightly. "I…I can't get pregnant."

"Oh." The GP smiled awkwardly. "And…how long have you been trying?"

"Three months, officially." Kurt answered, biting his lower lip.

The GP nodded thoughtfully, sliding over to his computer and typing in a few things. Kurt waited patiently, looking at his hands. Blaine took them into his own, squeezing them gently.

The printer started, and Kurt's head snapped up as a little card printed.

"This woman specialises in your…situation." He passed the card over to Kurt and he looked down on it. "She'll be able to talk you through it – sort out any problems that you have."

Kurt let out a breath of relief, and his GP smiled. "Thank you. Thank you so much…"

He shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Consider this one free."

Blaine grinned, shaking his hand as they stood.

They headed out to the car, but Kurt didn't feel any better.

"Do you want to call her now?"

"Yeah." Kurt whispered, getting in the car and sitting in the passenger seat.

Blaine called the number, and in a few rings, a woman picked up.

"Hello, Medical Centre, how may I help you?"

Blaine took a breath. "Um, I'm looking for Doctor…Susan Watson…?"

"Would you like me to phone you through?"

"Yes please."

"Hold please."

Blaine grinned reassuringly at Kurt, taking his hand and squeezing gently.

"Hello?"

"Hi." Blaine bit his lip. "Doctor Watson?"

"This is her…how can I help you?"

"Um, our GP is Doctor Marsden…"

"Blaine and Kurt?" she sounded surprised – almost excited.

"I…Yes?"

She laughed. "Doctor Marsden told me about you – I've been waiting for your call for a couple of years now."

"Oh…" Blaine laughed. "Wow."

"Would you like to schedule an appointment?"

"Yes please…how soon can we…?"

"Today? In an hour?"

"Wow." Blaine glanced over at Kurt, who was breathing heavily, eyes wide – almost in the midst of a panic attack.

"Baby, she's free in an hour…do you want to…?"

He nodded, running a hand through his hair and letting out a breath.

"That would be perfect." He told her, and he could practically hear the smile on her lips.

"Fantastic. I'll see you then."