Kurt was sitting at his table alone at the wedding. Everyone else was up and dancing and he was watching them all.

"Would you like this dance?" Kurt smiled and didn't even need to see the face to know who it was.

"Of course." Kurt got up as Blaine led him to the dance floor.

They were moving around the room, Kurt looking at the shorter man.

"How is New York?" Blaine asked.

"Amazing as usual," Kurt smiled. "And you? I hear you're going to be in LA?"

"Yeah," Blaine responded. "I guess it's goodbye for a while."

"You know I'd never say goodbye to you," Kurt said quietly. "I-um- I actually have a hotel room if you want to join me."

Blaine hesitated for a moment, but decided to go with Kurt anyway. They got to the room and Kurt locked the door before he started kissing Blaine and things heated up quickly.

"I don't have condoms," Blaine broke the kiss. "Have you got any."

Kurt rummaged through his overnight bag, finding the lube but not condoms.

"It's one time," Kurt whispered. "It should be okay."

Blaine agreed and they proceeded to take their clothes off and get even further intimate.

Kurt woke up on the couch after falling asleep and reached for his phone, grumbling, before realising he had slept for an hour and it was almost midday. He was four days overdue and didn't sleep much the night before because the baby was moving around the whole time. Quinn had come down to the loft to visit them and the only other one there when Kurt got to the kitchen and felt a pain that almost made him double over.

"Are you okay?" Quinn came out of the bedroom.

"F-fine." Kurt stammered as another one came on and he felt water dripping down his leg.

Kurt was under the assumption he probably peed himself, a great highlight to carrying around a fully grown baby, and proceeded to tell Quinn it was nothing until he created a puddle underneath himself and Quinn, who was the only other person that had been in Kurt's shoes, knew that his waters had actually broken.

"Do you want to go the hospital?" The blonde asked.

"Can we call Blaine and my parents first?" Kurt looked at her as she took out her phone.

They contacted Burt and Carole and then tried to get Blaine. Half an hour of no success and contractions that were getting stronger later and Quinn told Kurt that Blaine could just meet them at the hospital. The whole car ride, Kurt just wanted Blaine there. He appreciated Quinn for taking him in but he wanted, no, he needed Blaine.

****

It was a busy day at the restaurant and Blaine was walking to the subway at about six when he realised his phone had been on vibrate and saw there were six missed calls from Quinn and one text that said to call. He immediately dialled the number and the blonde picked up.

"Hello." Blaine said nervously.

"Hi Blaine," Quinn responded. "Were at the hospital and your dear fiancé is about four centimetres and six hours of the way through to delivering your daughter."

"Is that Blaine," The shorter man heard through the phone as Quinn passed it over. "Blaine, where are you?"

"I'm turning around, and I'm about to hail a cab to the hospital," Blaine could feel the tears in his eyes. "I'll be there as soon as I can. I promise."

The entire cab ride Blaine was cursing to himself. He just wanted to get to the hospital it seemed like it was taking years. He almost skids into the hospital room, which cause Quinn and Kurt to stop their conversation.

"You'll be okay." Quinn promised as Kurt nodded. As much of a bitch as Quinn could be, Kurt noticed that she was actually quite sympathetic when it came to what Kurt was dealing with that day – maybe it was the fact she knew what he in for.

The blonde walked out to go back to the loft and Blaine sat down on the plastic chair and grabbed Kurt's hand.

"I'm so sorry babe," Blaine was now sobbing. "I should have been here."

"It's okay," Kurt calmed him down. "I am not angry Blaine. I had Quinn with me, okay."

"I should have been there." Blaine shook his head.

"You're here now and that's all that matters." Kurt managed before the next contraction hit.

***

Five and half hours later, and they were at seven centimetres. The doctor shut the door and Kurt and Blaine looked up at her.

"This isn't going as fast as we'd like it to and she's getting distressed," The doctor explained. "I'm going to put you on Pitocin and see if that speeds it all up and if you haven't progressed in the next hour or so, I'm going to have to look at other options."

"Okay." Kurt said as he was being fitted with a Pitocin drip.

Forty five minutes later and Kurt was whining in pain to the point where he was too flustered to even have Blaine hold his hand.

"Blaine," Kurt breathed in heavily. "I want to push."

"Okay, wait." Blaine said nervously as he pressed the buzzer for the doctor.

The doctor came in and examined Kurt, telling him what he had wanted to hear for the last five hours.

"Ten centimetres," The doctor proclaimed as Blaine helped Kurt into a comfortable pushing position. "You only push when I tell you to, okay Kurt."

"Yes." Kurt mustered.

It was three rounds before the doctor could see anything. Blaine had never felt as guilty in his life as he did in that moment when he caught Kurt's teary eyes.

"You can do this." Blaine grabbed his hand as Kurt pushed.

"I can see her head," The doctor announced. "You're going well Kurt."

Soon, Kurt's cries were met with the cries of a small baby girl who was taken by a nurse to be examined and checked out immediately while labour finished and Kurt was cleaned up.

"March 15, 1.17am." The doctor told the nurse who wrote it down.

"March 15?" Blaine asked.

"That is the date," The doctor smiled. "Congratulations boys."

"Here you go," The nurse came to Kurt with a baby wrapped in a traditional pink blanket and placed her in his arms. "Watch her head. Does she have a name?"

"No." Kurt responded.

"Okay, if you need anything the buzzer is right there." The nurse said leaving the room.

"Okay thanks." Kurt and Blaine's were focussed on the small girl.

"Hey baby girl," Kurt whispered. "I'm your daddy."

Kurt could feel the tears in his eyes as he looked at the small girl, before handing her over to Blaine a few minutes later.

"You were born on a special day," Blaine smiled at the girl. "Three years ago today, Daddy and Papa started dating."

"It is today isn't it?" Kurt asked as Blaine nodded.

"But now," Blaine continued as the girl looked at him. "It's really special because it's your birthday too, baby girl."

"She needs a name." Kurt was holding her small hand.

They looked at the small girl who had a very small amount of dark brown hair, big eyes like Kurt's, a small nose and Kurt's facial expressions.

"I guess we can name her Elise after your mum." Blaine commented as Kurt shook his head.

"No, it's Sophia," Kurt said as the girl looked at up at him. "We still need a middle name."

"Well, I found out that the birth stone for March is Jade," Blaine offered. "Sophia Jade Hummel-Anderson?"

"Perfect," Kurt smiled. "I love it Blaine."

When the nurse came back in they gave her the name and she informed them that Blaine would have to go back home and that Sophia would spent just the next few hours sleeping in the nursery so they can keep an eye on her. In the cab on the ride home, Blaine couldn't wipe the smile off his face – they finally met their baby girl.