"Dad, Blaine came out a while ago, and it broke him and Rachel up," Kurt explained, squeezing his boyfriends hand tightly. "And now were together."

"So... Uh... You two are dating now?" Burt asked, looking at Blaine curiously, who shifted uncomfortably next to Kurt. "That doesnt make sense. I dont get it."

"Why?" Kurt asked, feeling his heart pound quickly in his chest. His dad didnt sound angry. He just seemed confused, but his opinion mattered so much. He had to make his dad understand..

"What happened to Dylan? I liked that kid," he said shortly, before he added, " Not that I dont like you, Blaine, but last I knew you were dating him." Burts eyes shifted back to his son.

"Well, uh, Dylan proposed and I said no, and then I started dating Blaine," he tried to keep his breathing calm. This was not something he was prepared for.

Burt narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He opened his mouth a couple times before shutting it again. Leaning forward, Burt rested his forearms on his knees and said, "So you denied a proposal and then just started dating Rachels old boyfriend?"

"Yeah..." Kurt said slowly.

"Where does that leave Rachel?" Burt asked.

"Right here," Rachel mumbled, pushing aside her curtains. She shuffled into the room, yawning, before she stopped a couple feet from Burt, placing her hands on her belly.

"What the -" Burt jumped from the couch, bumping his leg against the coffee table. He hardly seemed to notice. His eyes bulging at the sight of Rachels pregnant stomach.

"Hi, Burt," she smiled weakly.

"Youre... Uh, well, youre -""

"Pregnant?" Rachel offered.

"Yeah," Burt said.

"Carole didnt tell you?" Blaine asked innocently, causing the three of them to whip their heads in his direction.

"How would Carole know?" Kurt asked, placing his free hand on his hip. He eyed Blaines tense expression carefully.

"She heard my dad fuming after our fight at the Berrys dinner that night I left early," Blaine said obviously. His firm grip on Kurts hand tightened. "She told me the next morning when I -" he stopped.

Kurt bit his lip. He knew what Blaine was talking about, because Kurt had been devastated that Blaine had walked out after their night together. "I get it," he whispered. There was no need to bring up that morning.

"But why is she pregnant?" Burt blurted out, still baffled at Rachels appearance. He couldnt look away from her stomach. It was obvious that this was shocking news to him.

Blaine chuckled, "Uh, well, that would be my doing." He blushed.

Burt gaped at him, "Wait, so let me get this straight... You got Rachel pregnant, said you were gay, dumped her, and now youre dating my son, who gave up an engagement for you?"

"Uh -" Blaine started.

Youre a gay guy with a boyfriend and a pregnant ex-girlfriend, and youre all living together like thats normal," Burt concluded.

"Well, when you put it that way, yeah," Blaine nodded awkwardly.

Running a hand over his face, Burt took a deep breath and said, "Why did we ever think you guys were ready for the real world? Thats just screwed up."

Kurt and Rachel exchanged uncomfortable expressions, before Kurt rushed to his dads side and tugged on his arm. "Dad, why dont we go grab some dinner and we can talk about this privately."

His eyes shifted from Kurt to Blaine and then to Rachel, where they fell back on to her round stomach. He shook his head and said, "Thats probably a good idea."

Kurt glanced at Blaine, after putting his coat on, who mouthed the words, "good luck, babe."

Kurt and Burt made their way on to the snowy streets of New York. They walked a couple blocks in silence against the cold, before Kurt led his father into a restaurant.

When they were seated and Jenny, their cheerful waitress, had taken their orders, Burt glared at his son intently, who sighed and said, "Dad, I know what youre thinking."

"No, you dont know what Im thinking," Burt said harshly, setting down his glass. "I mean, what the hell are you doing, Kurt? Do you have any idea what you got yourself into?"

"Of course I do. It ‘s okay. Theres no hard feelings. I mean, its a little awkward at times, but were making it work," Kurt reassured him. "It sounds worse than it really is."

Shaking his head, Burt said, You dont get it. This isnt about your childish drama. You guys are screwing with this kids life before it even gets here. Youre not being fair to him."

"Dad - " he started.

"Im serious, Kurt," his father said sternly, holding his gaze. "His parents arent even together to start."

"Its a girl, actually," Kurt offered, unfolding the napkin and placing it on his lap.

With a worn expression, Burt sighed, "fine, whatever. But where are you in all this, sport? Youre dating Blaine now, and maybe youll get attached to the baby. But what happens when you two break up?"

"We wont," Kurt said firmly.

"You dont know that," Burt shook his head. "I know you think youre into him now, but things always change. If that kid gets attached to you, and you do break up with Blaine, shes going to be hurt too. This is more than just a relationship with a guy."

Stretching his arm across the table, Kurt seized his fathers wrist and said," Im in love with Blaine. I know it sounds crazy, because I just broke up with Dylan a few weeks ago, but I really do love him. He makes me step out of my comfort zone, and my heart melts every time I see him smile or hear his voice. I miss him when hes gone, and I know weve been through too much to let go now. I want to make this work."

"What about Rachel and the baby?" He asked. "Doesnt that kind of interfere with your relationship? You have to look at the whole picture, Kurt. You cant just focus on Blaine."

"No matter who Blaine ends up with, theyll have to accept his daughter. I mean, you had to accept Finn, and Carole had to accept me," he pointed out. "Im willing to sacrifice a little for the baby."

"Thats different," Burt pulled his hand away. "Finn was practically a grown man. Its not like trying to raise a child."

"I already know Rachel so well, and Im willing to accept this baby for what it is. I will be a part of her life as long as Blaine lets me," Kurt took a deep breath. "I love Blaine too much to let anything come in the way."

"How can you love someone that quickly after coming off a two year relationship?" Burt pressed.

Sitting back for Jenny to place his salad in front of him, Kurt bowed his head and admitted, "Because I cheated on Dylan with Blaine. Thats why Dylan and I broke up."

A judgmental, stony expression crossed his fathers face and he said, "You know, I feel like youre not the same kid that left Ohio."

Im not," he set down his fork and folded his hands on the table. "Dad, Ive gotta grow up and make my own decisions. I never wanted to be the type of person that cheated but I... I fell in love with Blaine the moment I saw him in the coffee shop. I couldnt get him off my mind, and it just happened from there." He closed his eyes and took another deep breath, before he met his fathers eyes and said, "I hated hurting Dylan, and I thought Id resent Blaine for breaking us, but I love him, and I know that I was meant to be with Blaine, not Dylan."

"You believe in that soul mate junk," Burt concluded, taking a swig from his glass.

Kurt shrugged, "I dont know, but I believe in Blaine. I believe in the relationship weve built, even through its flaws. I believe we can make this work, and I want you to be happy for me."

Burt pulled his hat off his head, ran a hand over his scalp, and returned the hat. Something he often did when he was buying time. He sighed, "I want you to be happy, and Id like to support your decisions. I just want to make sure youre making the best decisions for yourself."

"Blaine is my best decision," Kurt assured him, picking up his fork once again. Blaine would always be his best answer, and there was no point arguing that.

Running a hand over his face, Burt took a deep breath and said, "Youre right. You are a man, and I need to let that be enough. I love you, Kurt, and I want to see you happy. If Blaine makes you happy, then good for you. Just be careful, okay?"

"I will," Kurt smiled.

Burt, Kurt, and Blaine stood before a white crib, looking over it carefully. The flowered design etched into the wood was a nice signature to the, otherwise, simple piece of furniture.

"This is weird," Burt commented, running his hand along the side of the crib. "Its like shopping for a grandchild thats not really mine."

"Thats because you consider me like a daughter," Rachel stepped up beside Blaine with a set of small dresses draped over her arm. "I found a changing table over there that I want to look at as well. Shell need one."

"Well get to it," Blaine told her. "Is there anything else you need?"

"No, thats okay. We have time to look still. She wont be here for a while," Rachel turned on her heel and disappeared again.

"Shes having too much fun here," Kurt chuckled, watching her turn down an aisle again.

Blaine stared after Rachel with large, worrisome eyes. Burt watched him for a moment. Placing his hand on Blaines shoulder, he said, "Are you nervous, son?"

Kurt glanced up to watch Blaine, as he ran his hand along the side of the crib. He had been unusually quiet since Savannahs departure and Kurt was getting worried. It was enough that even Burt noticed.

"Little bit," Blaine nodded. "All this baby shopping is kind of over-whelming."

"Oh yeah, Kurts mom went baby crazy when she was pregnant with him," Burt smiled at his son. "You gotta just let them go crazy, because it keeps them happy."

"Hmm," Blaine nodded.

"Do your parents know?" Burt asked quietly, and Blaine shook his head. Burt continued, "if you want my help telling them, let me know. I know your dad has a temper."

"Thanks," Blaine said, watching Rachel walk back toward them.

Kurt and Burt exchanged worried expressions. It was unsettling that Blaine had been so quiet, and Kurt wished there was something he could do for him. He whispered to his father, "let me talk to him."

Burt nodded and made his way toward Rachel, who had another outfit in her hand. She dropped it. Holding her belly, she bent down to pick it up and grunted in annoyance. Burt announced his exit„ "Ill go help her."

Hesitating, Kurt waited until his father was out of earshot. He stepped behind Blaine and placed his hands on his waist. "Are you okay?" He said softly, leaning in to kiss his cheek..

"Fine," Blaine said shortly, pushing Kurts hands off him. He moved around the shelf and pretended to take interest in the bassinets before him.

"Whats going on?" Kurt followed.

"Nothing," Blaine shrugged, feeling the material of the bassinet. He tapped the small elephant dangling and let out a long sigh. If he was trying to hide his attitude, he wasnt doing a very good job.

"Blaine," Kurt placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "Sweetie, will you please just talk to me. I know theres something bothering you. If theres one thing on my list of things I know about you, its that youre not a very good liar."

"I dont have anything to talk about," Blaine mumbled.

"Blaine, please," Kurt begged. "Im worried about you."

"Fine, you really want to know?" Blaine said, slamming his fist on the shelf. "I am perfectly capable of telling my own father about my childs future. I dont need your dad to tell him for me."

"Hes just trying to help, Blaine, We all know its not going to be easy for you," Kurt started. This wasnt everything, because Blaine was on edge before Burt made the offer, but it was a start.

"Maybe I dont want help," Blaine shouted. "Maybe I want to handle this myself."

"Okay, Im sorry," Kurt took a step back. He was clearly over-whelmed and Kurt didnt want to push his buttons. Setting Blaine off would only stress him out more.

"Ill bet you are," Blaine mumbled, bumping into his shoulder on the way out the door.

"What was that about?" Rachel asked, coming up beside him, while Burt trailed behind with an arm load.. They watched Blaine hail a cab outside the glass window and quickly get it.

"Im not totally sure," Kurt said wearily.

The Sound Of Music played quietly in the background. Burt sat reading a magazine. Rachel was dozing with her head on Kurts shoulder. And Kurt sat aimlessly staring at the television, too occupied with his thoughts to pay attention

Blaine had been gone for hours and he hadnt contacted anyone. Out of respect for his privacy, Kurt hadnt called him until an hour ago, because it was getting late, and he was getting worried.

Around 10:30 that evening, the front door rolled open and Blaines small figure trudged in.

Rising from the couch, Kurt lowered Rachels body to lie down where he had been. He placed his hands on his hips and announced, "Youve been gone for hours."

Blaine hung his coat up and said, "Im sorry. I just needed some space to clear my head."

Kurt caught a raised eyebrow from his father and said, "Why dont we discuss this alone." In response,  Burt scooped up Rachel off the couch and carried her to bed.

Wasting no time, Kurt took his boyfriends hand and guided him toward their room. He sat down on the bed and said, "Did you clear your thoughts?"

He shrugged, "I guess." Blaine took the time to take his pants off and his sweater. He tossed his bow tie on the dresser and sat down on the bed next to Kurt, finally ready to face him. "Can we... lie down? I 
just want to be close to you," he said quietly.

"Of course," Kurt said soothingly. He crawled across the bed and waited for Blaine to position himself next to him. Kurt wrapped his arm around Blaine, giving him the time he needed before he spoke.

"Are you okay?" Kurt whispered sometime later.. Blaine was laying with his head on Kurts chest. He had been so quiet, and Kurt wasnt sure he was awake anymore.

"Yeah," Blaine croaked.

"Youre quiet," Kurt commented."Blaine, I just want to make sure youre okay. Im sorry if I pressed for answers earlier, Ive been worried. I just want you to know that you can always come to me for anything."

"i know," Blaine said quietly.

"But I wont force you," Kurt reminded him.

Blaine sighed, "I guess Ive just got a lot on my mind." He opened his eyes, staring into Kurts and said, "I didnt realize how screwed up everything really has been, and Im sorry that Ive put you through hell."

"Where is this coming from?" Kurt asked. "I know you were upset with my dad earlier."

"Youre really lucky that your dad took all of this so well," Blaine replied. "Rachels dads havent spoken to me since we broke up. I have a feeling their pissed."

"You did sort of leave their pregnant daughter hanging," Kurt replied. He stroked Blaines hair and said, "But youre still here for her. Im sure theyll come around in time."

"I know, but its not the same," Blaine bit his lip. "I dont think theyll ever forgive me."

"How do you think your parents will handle all of this?" Kurt asked quietly.

Blaines expression became more fearful and he said, "Kurt, I still have to come out to my parents. My dad wasnt even happy I got Rachel pregnant. Hed kill me if he found out I left her for a man in the middle of her pregnancy."

His hand froze. "But you are going to tell him, arent you? I cant be a secret forever, sweetie," Kurt insisted. He didnt want to pressure Blaine, but this was something his parents should know.

"Im terrified of telling him," Blaine whispered.

"I know," Kurt began stroking his hair again. He kissed Blaines forehead and gently reassured him. "I know, but I will be here for you no matter what happens."

"And thats why I love you," Blaine smiled. He closed his eyes, when Kurts lips met his. But once Kurt pulled back, his expression changed and he said, "Kurt, I might have more bad news for my dad."

"Is this bad news for me as well?" Kurt asked suspiciously.

"Maybe," Blaine shrugged.

"Whats wrong?"

Blaine took a deep breath and said, "I dont know if I want to continue with medical school. It was never my dream, and after seeing Savannah so fragile and broken, I dont know if I can handle dealing with people like that all the time."

"You want to quit?" Kurt asked.

"I dont know," Blaine said quietly. "Itd just be another reason for my dad to resent me, and Ive already put in so much work. Id be taking a huge step backward if I quit now."

"But youre not happy," Kurt frowned, hating the thought of Blaines unhappiness. He cared so much for Blaine that the idea of Blaine hurting caused him pain.

"Im not thrilled," Blaine admitted. "I dont know if Im just being over-emotional about Savannah. It was so hard saying goodbye to her and I miss her so much."

"But you dont have to be with sick children all the time. Theres many other fields to work in," Kurt moved his hand down to Blaines cheek and cupped it.

"You didnt see how broken she looked," Blaine said, glancing up at him with wide, sad eyes. "I dont know if I can do this anymore. Its just so overwhelming."

"If youre really that unhappy than maybe you should find something that makes you happy," Kurt replied. "What makes you happy?"

"You," Blaine smiled.

Kurt blushed and said, "Okay but where do you see yourself outside of a hospital?"

"Ive always wanted to play music," Blaine said. "When I was younger, I used to sing to my radio in my bedroom and pretend I was singing to a crowd but..." he shook his head. "Thats an unrealistic dream."

"It doesnt have to be," Kurt replied.

"I loved being a part of the Warblers at Dalton," Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt. "I loved being in front of a crowd at Sectionals or Regionals. I always felt terrible though, because I was never good enough to get us to Nationals. The New Directions beat us every year. If I cant even lead a show choir to Nationals, Id never make a successful career in music."

"Okay, but its difficult to win against Rachel Berry," Kurt nudged him. "We had a Diva off in glee club and I lost to her... Well, actually, I blew it because my dad couldnt take the pressure of kids calling me names for singing a girls song."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Blaine said miserably, rolling his eyes.

"Probably not," Kurt sat up to face Blaine and said, "I think you should do what your heart desires."

"But what about the baby? At least with medical school, I know I can get a good job to support her, and that should be more important to me than my own happiness," he frowned. "I dont know what to do."

Leaning in, Kurt pressed his lips to Blaines and closed his eyes. Blaine moaned, his fingertips finding Kurts waist. "Ill support you in any decision you make."

Blaine pulled back, resting his forehead against Kurts. He said. "I guess its something I really need to think about."

"You know, if you do drop out, youll lose your privileges to have the nickname of Doctor Anderson," Kurt smiled, in an attempt to make him feel better.

The corners of Blaines mouth twitched and he shoved Kurt backward, lying on top of him. "Shut up, Hummel," he mumbled, meeting his lips once again.

Kurt turned his face to the side, and Blaines lips caught his cheek. When he raised an eyebrow, Kurt simply said, "You know, whatever you decide to do, youre going to be okay. Everythings going to work out."

"How do you know?" Blaine asked.

"Because I have faith in you," Kurt said.

When Kurt woke up the next morning, he stretched his arm next to him and felt nothing but empty sheets. He knew Blaine had been restless all night, but he was surprised to find him gone this early in the morning. He sat up quickly and looked around, "Blaine?" Climbing out of bed, he moved into the living room, where his dad sat with a newspaper in his hand.

"I was looking for something to read and I found this. I couldnt sleep any longer," he held up the paper that held the article about Rachels pregnant attempt to sabotage Funny Girl. "Is this real?"

Slumping on the couch next to him, Kurt sighed, "unfortunately, theres some truth to the article, but it was stretched. I wish I could go tell Penelope off, but Im the harassing, she-man friend so it would only cause more drama, and I cant do that to Rachel."

"Did she know about the baby before she got the part?" Burt asked. "I cant believe Rachel would ever intentionally give up this musical. This was her dream."

Kurt shook his head, "She suspected the week she got hired, but she admitted it to her director within a few weeks."

"She probably dreaded giving it up," Burt folded up the paper, tossing it on the coffee table. Placing his arm around his son, he asked, "Do you think shes accepted it now?"

"I think its going to take time, especially after this article," Kurt admitted. "Honestly, Im worried about her."

"Well, you just keep on supporting her. Between this, the baby, and Blaine that girl needs a friend like you to lean on," Burt said. "i know you can give her the encouragement she needs to get through this."

He nodded, "I know." Kurt then turned to look at his father and asked, "Have you seen Blaine this morning? He was upset when he finally came home last night, and already took off today."

"He checked out about half an hour ago. Didnt say where he was going. I dont think he even noticed I was here," Burt shrugged.

Kurt tried to think of where Blaine would be. He didnt have classes because it was Friday... "Oh!" He jumped up from the couch. He knew exactly where Blaine would be, and it wasnt the healthiest decision for his emotions.

"Got a hunch?" Burt asked.

"Yeah, Ill be back. I want to spend our last day together before you leave tomorrow, but I need to take care of Blaine first." He kissed his fathers cheek and said, " Dont go anywhere. Ill be back in a little while."

He ran to his room, tossed a pair of skinny jeans and a red shirt on, before rushing out the door and making his way to the subway. All he could do now was hope he could find Blaine before he left.

When he arrived at the hospital, Kurt rushed to the pediatric ward, where he stopped, letting out a long sigh at the sight before him, "Honey," he whispered.

Blaine sat on the floor outside of Savannahs old room. His face in his hands, his body racked with sobs. He didnt notice the bustle around him and he react when Kurt sat beside him. 

"Come here," Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, and his boyfriend curled into him, burying his head in his chest. Another round of sobs started and Kurt rubbed his back soothingly. "Its okay," he whispered.

After some time, Blaine pulled back and took a deep breath. "Im sorry," he choked out. "I couldnt sleep at all last night, and i just needed to get out for a while."

"Whyd you come here? You know shes not here," Kurt asked, wiping a tear off his cheek.

"I missed her. I didnt know what else to do, so I just came," he said in a hoarse voice. Blaine shook his head. "I felt like I was in this trance, and I just thought she might be here. I walked in and there was this little boy named Wyatt, who looked terrified that he had no idea who I was, so I ran out and collapsed here."

"You cant do this to yourself every week," Kurt told him. "I know its hard, but sooner or later, you need to move on."

"Yeah," Blaine bowed his head.

"Look, I know youve been going through a really hard time, but I dont want you showing up here and losing your mind," Kurt placed his hand under Blaines chin and moved his head to meet his gaze. "I love you, and I want to be here for you."

"You dont understand," Blaine replied.

"Yeah, I figured that out yesterday. I didnt know you had so much bothering you under all those curls," Kurt said, running a hand through his messy hair.

"Im sorry," Blaine breathed. "I just felt like we didnt get anywhere in our discussion last night. I still feel really confused.... Normally, I would have come here and talked to Savannah, but thats out of the question now. Im not going to start talking to Wyatt.

"You didnt come up with any solution during your long, restless hours last night?" Kurt asked.

"I thought about what you said last night... I dont have all the answers yet, but i need to tell my dad," Blaine admitted.. "I know your dad was trying to help, but I feel like this is something I need to take care of on my own. I dug myself into this mess with you, Rachel, and the baby. Its my responsibility to deal with the consequences of my actions."

"When are you going to tell him?" Kurt asked.

"Im thinking of flying home for my birthday next week," Blaine said. "It would be a good reason to show up without causing too much suspicion. That way I can tell him when Im ready."

"Do you want me to at least go to Ohio with you?" Kurt asked.

Taking his hand, Blaine kissed his knuckles and said, "Youll have to go, because I need you to keep me sane, and I cant imagine spending any amount of time away from you."