Both Kurt and Blaine had decided not to tell Jayden about the new baby until after Jess’ first doctor’s appointment, at around 12 weeks, just to be certain. When they got home from the appointment, after Finn, who was minding the nine year old, left, they told him.

“A brother or sister?” Jayden asked.

“Yeah.” Kurt commented.

“And that’s why you and Papa have been fighting all time?” Jayden asked. “Not because you’re getting a divorce or something?”

“Why would you think that?” Kurt and Blaine said in unison.

“I don’t know,” Jayden answered. “I guessed.”

“What about the new baby?” Kurt asked. “How do you feel about it?”

“Okay I guess,” Jayden commented. “If it’s a boy I can teach him sports and stuff.”

Kurt and Blaine were both expecting worse than that, and now that telling people was over, Kurt could start preparing the nursery. November came fast, and the boys, with Jayden were going to Ohio for Thanksgiving. They had been there for two days, when Blaine’s phone rang and he answered the call.

“Jess,” Blaine said, walking out of the Hummel-Hudson living room and into Kurt’s old bedroom. “What happened?”

Jess explained that she had fainted, so Laura took her to the emergency room and then they had found out why she fainted.

“Twins?” Blaine asked. “Like two babies?”

“That is generally how twins work.” Jess commented from the other end of the phone. Blaine soon hung up and looked at Kurt who had gone pale.

“Twins?” Kurt reaffirmed, turning pale. “What are we going to do?”

“I’m sure we’ll manage.” Blaine said, pulling Kurt into him.

From the words twins, Kurt and Blaine knew it wasn’t going to be easy for them.  And to try and make things easier for Jayden, they had promised he could name one of the babies. Kurt had organised a baby shower in February, and decided to reveal the gender of the twins in the cake. When they cut the cake open to see blue and pink inside, they couldn’t have asked for a better outcome.

“First Anderson girl in generations,” Kurt laughed as Blaine kissed him. “How did we manage that?”

“I have no idea,” Blaine answered. “I don’t know how we managed any of this.”

That night, after cleaning up, Kurt was going through a baby book.

“I don’t think you’re going to find anything better,” Blaine laughed. “My names are the best.”

“We aren’t naming our babies Hagrid and Dumbledore,” Kurt commented.  “One of them is a girl.”

“Well then Hermione and Dumbledore,” Blaine answered. “But Hagrid is more feminine.”

“Okay Blaine,” Kurt rolled his eyes. “Say, the babies were born and we decided not to make them the laughing stock of the playground is there any names you like?”

“How about Elizabeth?” Blaine asked. “After your mum?”

“No,” Kurt paused. “As lovely as the sentiment is, I don’t want to name her that.”

“Daddy,” Jayden said quietly. “I thought of the names for the boy baby.”

“Well, you know how Uncle Finn and I watched ET last week?” Jayden began and Kurt and Blaine nodded. “How about Elliot?”

“Elliot,” Kurt smiled. “I love it. How about you Blaine?”

“I do like ET,” Blaine smiled. “But what about a middle name, JD?”

“Elliot Dumbledore Hummel-Anderson.” Jayden said, and Blaine cracked up in laughter.

“Okay, we can always fix the middle name,” Kurt mumbled to himself. “How about the girl? Any ideas Blaine?”

“Ava?” Blaine offered. “I always like that name.”

“I like it too,” Kurt smiled. “See, you can pick names when you stop thinking about Harry Potter.”

Kurt had fallen asleep that night, making final touches to the nursery. He was woken a few hours later, but a phone call.  

“Blaine,” Kurt shook the heavy sleeper awake. “Jess’ waters have broken.”

“What?” Blaine rubbed his eyes. “Isn’t it too soon?”

Blaine snapped out of his daze and they threw on whatever clothes they could find, and called Rachel and Finn from the car.

“Leave him here,” Rachel yawned. “It will be fine, Kurt. The babies will be fine, okay.”

After quickly leaving Jayden at the Hudson house, they got to the hospital and quickly found Jess and Laura.

“The doctors reckon it is going to be slow.” Jess told them, explaining that she still hadn’t had any contractions.

Nine and a half hours later, and well into the morning, the doctor came back in and looked at Jess before announcing she was ready. Half an hour later, a harsh cry was heard, and Blaine cut the cord before being handed the small, bloodied boy.

“Elliot,” Blaine looked at Kurt, and then to the small boy who had olive skin much like Blaine’s and his hair was starting to curl. “That is definitely his name.”

“He is perfect.” Kurt smiled as the next cry was heard, and wasn’t as harsh. This time Kurt cut the cord, and was handed the small girl in a traditional pink blanket, and looked much like her brother.

“She is beautiful,” Kurt started tearing. “Hey Ava, that isn’t your name, is it?”

“What’s wrong?” Blaine asked, as they swapped babies.

“He looks like an Elliot and she doesn’t look like Ava.” Kurt commented.

In the corner of the room, they could see Grey’s Anatomy playing and Blaine rolled his eyes.

“What?” Kurt asked. “I love Grey’s Anatomy, and Addison-”

“Addison?” Blaine cut Kurt off. “Addison Grace Hummel-Anderson.”

“What?” Kurt repeated.

“For our daughter,” Blaine clarified. “The name Addison Grace Hummel-Anderson.”

“Oh,” Kurt smiled, as the baby gurgled in his arms. “You like that Addison, don’t you? It’s great.”

“Addison Grace and Elliot,” Blaine paused. “Anything but Dumbledore.”

“How about James?” Kurt asked Blaine. “After your Grandpa?”

“I like it,” Blaine commented. “But this was Jayden’s name. Were going to have ask him.”

Kurt called Rachel to inform her that the babies had been born, and to check on Jayden as well. After the nine year old approved the change, Elliot and Addison were taken to NICU. Before they left, Kurt and Blaine went to speak to Jess, who was in recovery.

“Thank you so much-” Kurt said before crying.

“What he was meant to say,” Blaine laughed. “Was thank you for everything you’ve done.”

 “It was my pleasure,” Jess replied. “You two will be great dads.”

When Kurt and Blaine left the hospital that night, neither of them could believe the last 24 hours. They couldn’t believe what had happened to them, and how a year ago, they couldn’t have dreamed of something like this happening.