A couple of months had passed, and Blaine came out of Maya's bedroom after putting her to sleep. Santana was sitting at the table, completely silent. He came over, and sat opposite her.

"Blaine, I don't know how to say this," Santana began. "Um, we've been married five years, right?"

"Yeah." Blaine responded.

"This isn't working anymore," Santana said quickly. "We haven't had sex in almost a year, all we do is fight."

"Every couple has dry spells," Blaine responded. "And we have a young child and every couple-"

"Blaine," Santana cut him off. "I-I slept with someone else."

"You slept with someone else." Blaine said quietly, just looking at her.

"I'm sorry Blaine," Santana responded. "I can stay a hotel tonight if you want me to."

"No," Blaine responded. "I'll sleep on the couch."

"What are we going to do about us?" Santana asked.

"Well, I'll call Kurt and see if he can take Maya tomorrow and we are going to talk about this." Blaine was relatively calm considering what he just heard.

"Okay," Santana responded. "Wait, who's Kurt?"

"I met him a few months ago and he has a boy about Maya's age." Blaine responded, taking his phone into the other room.

Blaine didn't get any sleep that night. He couldn't stop thinking about what was going to happen the next day. By six he had given up on getting any sleep at all and not an hour later, was giving Maya her breakfast when Santana walked into the room.

"Can you dress her and I'll have a shower," Blaine responded. "Then I'll take her over."

When Blaine came out of the bathroom, he could hear Santana yelling.

"I don't get what's wrong with this outfit?" She asked the one year old gave her Santana's bitch face.

"No!" Maya responded. "Polka."

"What the hell is that?" Santana asked.

"Here Maya," Blaine walked over with a dress that was sitting on the dresser. "Polka dot dress."

Maya nodded as Blaine slipped it over her head, and put a hair clip in her hair. Blaine picked the girl up and put her in her stroller.

"I'll be back in about half an hour." Blaine responded, as Santana just nodded.

When he got to Kurt's place, the taller man opened the door and Maya started waving at him before Kurt looked at the shorter man.

"You look terrible." Kurt laughed.

"Thanks," Blaine responded. "And thanks for doing this. Santana and I need to talk about some things and it's easier if Maya isn't there."

"Not a problem." Kurt responded, as Kurt took Maya and her stroller.

When Blaine came back later that afternoon, he looked worse than he did in the morning. Both the kids were sleeping, so Kurt offered to make him a coffee.

"What happened with you and Santana?" Kurt asked as Blaine took the coffee.

"Well she cheated," Blaine began. "And we talked about everything and I am pretty sure my marriage is over. It hasn't been working for a while and I guess this was the road it was headed down."

"I am so sorry Blaine," Kurt said quickly. "Really I am. What about Maya?"

"Santana is moving to LA and Maya is staying here with me," Blaine responded. "She said she'll come and visit when she can but I know what that means. Santana and I got married at 20 years old. She was my high school sweetheart and we were young and stupid."

"Well if you need anything at all," Kurt responded. "Just call me."

"Thanks," Blaine responded, before the small girl ran over and jumped in his lap. "Hey, you."

"I love you daddy." The small girl said putting her head on his shoulder.

"Love you too monkey," Blaine laughed. "I think we should go home now."

"Okay." Maya nodded.

"Bye Maya," Kurt smiled as the girl waved at him. "See you Blaine."

"Bye," Blaine nodded. "Thanks for today."