Kurt and Rachel were at the breakfast table with Santana two weeks later, and Rachel couldn't stop staring at Kurt, who had gotten up to make himself a coffee.

"Are you sure you can drink that?" Rachel asked. "Seeing as you're pregnant."

"What?" Santana almost dropped her cereal bowl. "Lady Hummel is actually a lady."

"I'm not a lady," Kurt put the coffee pot down, seconds from killing Rachel. "I have a pregnancy gene. Can you please not tell anyone?"

"I won't," Santana said as Kurt sat down with the coffee. "Who's baby?"

"Blaine's." Kurt said as Rachel shook her head.

"And he won't tell him." Rachel bravely spoke up.

"I am going to but I can't just call him and say Hi Blaine. Guess what you're going to be a dad." Kurt rebutted.

That was when a knock on the door was heard. Rachel got up and opened it to Blaine. The look on her face seemed like she had plotted this.

"Hi." Blaine smiled as Rachel led him into the living area.

"Rachel," Kurt hissed. "Here. NOW."

Rachel ran over to the kitchen as Kurt cleared the dishes. Rachel grabbed one and helped him out.

"What the hell did you tell him?" Kurt glared at her.

"That we wanted to see him and you had some news." Rachel beamed.

"You have GOT to stop meddling in other people's business." Kurt muttered.

"Blaine is the dad to this baby as much as you are!" Rachel reasoned. "He needs to know. Santana and I are leaving in about an hour so you have all day to tell him."

Kurt was panicking all day. He didn't know how he was going to tell Blaine. All the sudden stress and the fact that Kurt felt so nauseous even thinking of telling the shorter man caused Kurt to faint, getting up to make them a tea. He woke up next to Rachel in the hospital.

"Rachel?" Kurt said as she pulled him into a hug. "Where's Blaine?"

"In the bathroom. He knows Kurt." Rachel said quietly.

Blaine came back into the room and Rachel left with Santana. Kurt was sitting up, slightly embarrassed and nervous.

"So your about nine weeks pregnant." Blaine sat down.

"I know this is a lot to process, but I want you to be as involved as you want to." Kurt said shakily

"Mr Hummel," A nurse interrupted their conversation. "We're going to do an ultrasound to make sure everything okay."

Blaine helped Kurt off the bed and to the ultrasound room and onto the bed. The nurse prepared everything and squirted the gel on Kurt's flat stomach.

"Okay," She waved the wand around. "Here's your baby."

Kurt lifted his head and tears filled his eyes as he saw the thing that was only the size of a peanut. It was his baby. He looked at Blaine who was furiously wiping away tears.

"I'd say you're 8 weeks and 5 days which brings the due date to March 10," The woman said as they nodded. "But these dates are only estimations and the baby can be born anywhere within three weeks or so before and a week or so afterwards."

Both men nodded as Kurt wiped the gel off his stomach. Blaine couldn't stop looking at the ultrasound. He didn't want to make his baby deal with separated parents. He didn't want Kurt to do this alone either. They got back to the loft and Blaine tucked Kurt into his bed.

"I'm thinking of moving to New York," Blaine said quietly. "I'll get a job. I want to be closer to you and now our baby."

"Are you serious?" Kurt asked.

"I've never been more serious in my life," Blaine sat on the edge of the bed. "We're bringing a baby into the world Kurt."

"You can stay here," Kurt offered. "I'll set up the extra mattress for you."

"Thanks Kurt." Blaine smiled.

In that moment, Kurt knew that Blaine was going to be a great dad. Their baby was only a size of a peanut and Blaine had already sacrificed college for it - And Los Angeles. Kurt shut his eyes, knowing that the fear of this baby not knowing who its other dad was had diminished.