It was almost Christmas a year later and they were watching TV after dinner with Alex who was ten, Maya who was a few weeks away from ten and two year old Cameron had gone down for the night. Maya and Kurt had decided to watch Top Model and Kurt changed the channel a few minutes before the show started. Blaine looked up from his laptop and Alex from his book, and all eyes were on Maya and not Santana on the TV interview.

"We don't have to watch this." Kurt went to change the channel.

"It's fine," Maya said quickly. "Leave it here."

They all watched the interview and listened to Santana talk about her career. Until the interviewer asked about her personal life.

"You were married?" The interviewer asked.

"Yes," Santana responded. "But we divorced nine years ago so it's all water under the bridge."

"And you are dating dancer Brittany Pierce?"

"What?" Blaine sat up straight, as Kurt held him a laugh.

"We've been dating for five years now," Santana responded. "It's the happiest I've been in a long time."

"Are you two planning on having kids at all?" The interviewer asked.

"No," Santana responded. "I've never really had kids and I don't plan to have any."

That was the moment Maya got up and walked to her bedroom, slamming the door behind herself. Kurt turned off the TV and Alex and Kurt got up to go to Maya.

"You two really don't know women do you?" Blaine said from his spot. "Leave her a couple of minutes to wind down, and then go in."

Kurt turned around and Alex had walked off. He and Blaine walked to Maya's room and the door was slightly open.

"Go away Alex!" Maya said with her face in her pillow.

"I'm sitting right here until you talk to me." Alex said climbing into her bed and sitting next to her.

"I hate her," Maya said softly. "She is pretending I don't exist."

"My mum did the same thing." Alex responded.

"How do you let it not make you so angry?" Maya asked.

"Because she isn't my family," Alex pulled Maya into him. "My family is our dads, you, Cameron and my grandparents. The people who actually care about me. I don't need Quinn and you don't need Santana."

Kurt just looked at Blaine. It was the first time he had ever heard Alex talk about Quinn. And it was the first time they realised how good it was that Alex and Maya had each other. They decided to leave the kids, and walked to the living area. Maya and Alex came out a few minutes later.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked, pulling the girl into a hug.

"Yep," Maya sat down next up Alex. "All the people I care about are right here. My dad's and my brothers. Can we watch top model now?"

"I couldn't agree more." Kurt put his arm around her and turned on the TV.

Two weeks later they were in Ohio for Christmas. It was the first time Cameron had ever been, and Burt took all the kids to the park with Kurt.

"You two be careful." Burt said to the older two, as Maya headed over to the monkey bars with Alex. I don't need any broken bones. Burt turned around, and Cameron, who had become very fast on his feet, was running in the other directed. Maya and Alex jumped off the playground and Alex ran ahead and grabbed the small boy as he tripped, and bit his lip.

"Cam!" Alex lifted the small boy. "You know you're not meant to run to the road! Wow, your lip is really bad!"

Burt decided to take the kids to the hospital, after Cameron's lip was still bleeding. They called Kurt and Blaine who met them there. By the time they got there, Cameron had been seen and stitched up.

"What happened?" Blaine asked, scooping up the small boy, who looked at the shorter man with his short brown hair and big brown eyes.

"I told the older two to be careful, I turned my head for a split second, he ran and Alex caught him before he got to the road." Burt responded.

"It's okay Dad," Kurt reassured the older man, grabbing the boy off Blaine. "Cam is a runner. How many times have dad and I told you not to run away! Say sorry to Grandpa for running."

"Sorry." The boy said quietly.

"That's better." Kurt responded, as they all went back to the Hummel-Hudson house to unwind from the last few hours.