Kurt had his intentions for proposing to Blaine. He knew in his heart that Blaine was someone he could spend his life with. He knew that, even if he tried, he could never walk away from Blaine. They had been through too much. He had grown to care for Blaine so quickly and that feeling only grew stronger with each passing day.

But it was the hardest thing to deal with, because of Rachel. Kurt knew this would be hard, but he didnt know it would be this tough. Should he have waited until after the baby was born? Should he even be trying to be a part of Blaines complicated family?

"Hi," Blaine said heavily, entering the apartment. He hung his coat up and stared at Kurt longingly.

"Hey," Kurt smiled, meeting him by the door. He greeted Blaine with a kiss.

"Wait," Blaine stepped closer and deepened the kiss. His hand came up to cup the side of Kurts face and he leaned in to the touch. Blaines other hand lightly touched his waist and Kurt smiled.

"I love you," Kurt whispered, when Blaine finally broke the kiss.

His hazel eyes softened and he said, "I love you too. I missed you. How was your day?"

"Busy. I had a lot on my mind..." He hesitated, before he blurted out, "Can I ask you something?" Kurt grabbed Blaines hand and pulled him to the couch.

"You just did," Blaine smiled. He climbed on Kurts lap and wrapped his arms around his neck. Giving him a soft peck on the lips, Blaine added, "But I guess I love you enough to hear another question."

"What are we going to do about your parents and the wedding?" Kurt asked, before he had the chance to change his mind.

Blaines right arm fell on to his lap and his thick eyebrows narrowed, "you can always brighten my mood but you sure do know how to kill a mood too."

"We have to make a decision sooner or later," Kurt informed him. "I just dont want to see you regret your decision."

"Im not going to regret it. Thats my final decision. I dont want to talk about it anymore," Blaine poured. He rolled off Kurts lap on to the couch and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Okay... Im sorry," Kurt replied. He looked down and his hands and quietly added, "You know, youre lucky that you have the chance to invite your parents."

"Kurt," Blaine said firmly.

"Blaine, I wish my mom could be here for my wedding. Caroles great and everything but I would give anything for my mom to be here," Kurt said hoarsely.

"At least you know your mom wouldve come," Blaine said.

Kurt shrugged, looking into Blaines eyes. "If she accepted me. My mom loved me more than anything but she died before I could come out to her. Ill never know how she wouldve felt about that."

Blaine didnt respond. He stared at the wall in front of them with wide eyes.

"It took my dad time to fully understand me and Im almost positive that my mom would have supported me, but Ill never really know," Kurt said, fighting back tears. He hadnt realized how much he missed his mom until he admitted it.

"Im really sorry you feel that way," Blaine said, resting his head on Kurts shoulder. "But I just cant set myself up for disappointment. Theyve already hurt me so much."

"I just want to help you, Kurt told him. "I hate seeing you in pain and I know this is hard for you."

"An invitation isnt going to change their mind, Kurt. Theres nothing you can do to change that," Blaine said fully.

Kissing the top of Blaines head, Kurt said, "its going to be okay, babe."

Looking up at him, Blaine gave a weak smile, " i didnt really notice that you transitioned into calling me babe all the time, but I like it."

"Get used to it, babe," Kurt said, turning his body to face Blaines. "Youre going to hear it for the rest of your life."

The large entrance hall was packed with visitors. Some were off to the side at a table looking at different Funny Girl souvenirs. Others were talking amongst their friends and family, while the rest filed slowly into the main hall.

"Are you sure about this? People are staring," Rachel said, holding tightly to Kurts arm. She gripped hard enough that Kurt thought she would cut off his circulation. She glanced around at the crowd anxiously.

"Because youre glowing," Kurt kissed her cheek.

"And growing," Rachel mumbled, placing a hand on her belly. "They probably all know who I am, and I bet thats why theyre staring."

"So what? Youre a bigger star than everyone here. You at least had the talent to land this role. They only have the talent to show up and watch," Kurt led her into the main Hall.

Rachel paused, staring at the empty stage. Her eyes followed the red curtain and she said, "I cant believe Im only ever going to see this side of that curtain."

"Sweetie, are you sure you can handle this? Should we go?" Kurt asked, wrapping his arm around her waist. He had originally thought this would do Rachel some good, but the more she dragged her feet, the more guilty he felt.

Shaking her head, Rachel said, "Im fine. You were right. This is something I need to do or Im never going to get over this damn musical."

They took their seats and waited while the theater filled up. Rachel sat reading her Playbill without a word to Kurt. Out of the corner of his eye, he could tell that she was staring blankly at Penelopes section of the cast list. When the show started, she sat squeezing the life out of Kurts hand, staring at the stage with wide eyes. The only thing that broke Rachels concentration was the rush to the bathroom at intermission.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked, near the end of the show. She was openly crying through Who Are You Now and Kurt didnt know how to handle this.

When it was over, Rachel sat back in her seat and said, "Im sorry. That song has a lot of meaning for me. I thought of Finn leaving so soon and giving up Blaine, of the baby and what this show could have been for me."

"Its okay. I understand," Kurt hugged her, before standing up and helping Rachel to her feet. He held her hand through the crowd.

"Rachel Berry?" a deep voice asked, when they reached the door. They turned around to see a tall security guard standing there.

"Yes?" Rachel asked nervously.

"Ms. Marsh would like to see you backstage. If you would come with me," he nodded at Kurt

My friend can come too, right?" Rachel tugged on his hand. "I cant leave him."

"Yeah, if he behaves," the guard said, motioning them forward. He kept a close eye on Kurt. Apparently this guard had been around the day Kurt got in the fight with Penelope.

The bustle backstage was everything Kurt dreamt about in a Broadway production. Cast and crew wrapping up their work for the evening, a buzzing atmosphere running on adrenaline from another performance. It was a lot to take in, until they were led to the quiet dressing room.

"Well, if it isnt little miss Rachel Barbra Berry," Penelope strolled toward them. "Oh and you brought your troll friend. How sweet."

"Thats kind, coming from a hag like you," Kurt grimaced.

"Shut up, troll," Penelope snapped, before she turned to Rachel. "Im actually amazed that you showed up to a show. I didnt think youd have the guts to come. Bravo." She clapped unenthusiastically.

"Well, that shows how little you know me," Rachel replied, holding herself tall. "I came for me, not to boost your pride."

"Thats okay. I have all the satisfaction I need with you parading your fat whore ass all over my theater," Penelope smirked. Her burning eyes skimmed Rachels round stomach.

"Watch it," Kurt growled, stepping closer. He wasnt afraid of getting escorted from the theater, if it meant defending his friend.

"Easy there, horse face," Penelope held up a hand. She said, "I actually really do admire you for coming. I wouldnt have been able to do it. The humiliation could have been unbearable. I cant imagine how awful you must be feeling."

"Shes just trying to get under your skin," Kurt whispered. "Dont let her get to you."

"On the contrary, I actually wanted to thank you for coming. Youre going to give the people a reason to keep talking about the show, and thats good for me," Penelope laughed. "Youre only making me look better."

Biting her lip, Rachel bowed her head and said, "Well, Im glad I could do the show some good in my misery. I hope you continue to do well. You were really great up there tonight." Turning to leave, she mumbled, "Kurt, lets go. I cant do this."

"Wait," Penelope called, letting out a long sigh.

"What?" Rachel croaked out.

Penelope moved to her vanity and grabbed a bouquet of roses. "My folks send me flowers every night to ensure I know how wonderful I am. Its actually pretty exhausting."

"How nice for you," Rachel said quietly.

"Take them," Penelope offered, holding out the bouquet to her. "I cocked an attitude from the beginning because it felt so satisfying to take this role but its no fun when youre that miserable. Im a bitch, Rachel. I get what I want and you were once in my way. Ive had my guard up with you because I was afraid you would somehow take this all back from me."

"I dont want your pity flowers," Rachel snapped, taking a step backward. "I was never in this for the drama and the media."

"Theyre not pity flowers... I actually want to thank you for coming. I knowu it must have been hard for you. I couldnt have done it. You really are the better person here," Penelope said, her expression softening. "I felt slightly guilty when they jabbed at you in that article about waddling across the stage. You probably wouldnt have been made out as the bad guy if I hadnt been so hard on you. That article was supposed to be about my performance and half of it was about what a flop you are. Thats when I realized my mistake."

"So youre apologizing?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, I am. I dont know your story and Its not my place to ruin your career." Penelope stepped forward and touched Rachels large belly. "You look beautiful, Rachel, and I hope things work out for you with the baby and your career."

"Thank you," Rachel smiled. "Ill be back to Broadway in no time."

"Well, I hope someday we can run against each other and determine who really is the greatest star," Penelope have her half a smile. "Or maybe well get to work with each other."

"Yeah," Rachel said quietly.

Holding out the flowers, Penelope said, "Seriously, take these. Tonight, its your curtain call. Go take a bow."

"Its an empty theater," Rachel replied, receiving the flowers.

"Trust me, the atmosphere is incredible after a show. Id join you but I have fans waiting for me at the stage door. Ill see you later. Good luck," Penelope ushered them to the door.

"Thank you," Rachel stepped forward. "Im going to hug you now." She gave Penelope a quick hug, before grabbing Kurts hand and heading back to the stage.

"See you, troll!" Penelope called.

Kurt whirled around to give her his best bitch face, and Rachel yanked on his arm saying, "Dont even start, Kurt. Let it go."

Kurt and Rachel stepped on to the empty stage. Penelope had cleared them five minutes with the crew. Rachel moved to center stage, set the bouquet of flowers on the ground, and took a deep breath, soaking in the high atmosphere that did still cling to the theater.

"Pretty surreal, huh? It feels different," Kurt announced into the empty space. "Its nothing like breaking into the Gershwin theater back in high school or even when I did it with Blaine a few months ago." He smiled at the memories.

At this, Rachels shoulders slumped and she let out a sob. Kurt rushed to her side and asked, "Hey, whats wrong." Simply shaking her head, Rachel wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest. He soothingly rubbed circles on her back, until she calmed down. Holding her at arms length, Kurt stared into her puffy brown eyes and quietly said, "what is it?"

"Kurt, I really miss performing," Rachel said quietly. He stepped forward to hear her better. "Just being on this stage is like taking a breath of fresh air against the poison Ive been breathing."

"This isnt too much?" Kurt asked. He had feared that doing this would have been too hard.

Shaking her head, Rachel said, "it hurts like hell but in a good way. Ive been thinking about something and this moment here with you only concludes that Im making the right decision, no matter how much it hurts."

"What are you talking about?" Kurt asked, puzzled.

Brushing her hair behind her ear, Rachel turned to him and said, "I was born for Broadway. Theres no other option for me... My mother gave me up just to be here and try to follow her dreams. I used to resent her for it but now I understand." Taking his hand, Rachel said, "The idea of being a mother terrifies me and I know Im not ready."

"Rachel, what are you saying?" Kurt asked.

Taking a deep breath, Rachel told him. "You and Blaine are only going to have so many opportunities to have kids. You have to find the right kid to adopt or find a surrogate..." She glanced out at the room full of empty chairs, before she looked him in the eye. "The baby already belongs to Blaine. I want you to adopt the baby, Kurt."

"Im sorry, what?" Kurt gaped at her. Disbelief clouding his mind.

"If youre married to Blaine, shes practically yours anyway," Rachel said. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she gently rubbed her belly as she said, "I cant do it, Kurt. If Blaine and I were still together it would have been one thing but this isnt my time. Im broken and unprepared. I need Broadway, and Im going to continue feeling broken until I can mend my heart. Its too soon for love but I know I can find comfort in the stage."

Less than a foot from Rachel, Kurt placed both of his hands on her round stomach and whispered, "I dont know if Im ready to be a dad." The idea was thrilling and scary. Kurt didnt know the first thing about being a parent.

"She needs you, Kurt, and so does Blaine. I think the three of you will make a beautiful family," Rachel said, placing her hands on top of his. "I wouldnt trust just anyone with my daughter, but I love you so much and I believe in you."

Feeling his own tears form, Kurt wrapped his arms around Rachel and hugged her tightly, "I dont know what Id do without you, Rachel Berry." After embracing her for a moment, Kurt pulled back and said, "are you sure? I dont want to hurt you anymore."

She nodded, "Im positive. Ive had a lot of time to think. After my incident the other day, I knew I wasnt mentally ready for this. I cant give my daughter and unstable environment. She deserves better... She deserves you."

Kurt wiped a tear off her cheek and said, "You know, you are still going to be a part of this family. You will live with us and you will be in her life. Im not going to ruin things for you and your daughter the way your relationship with your mom was ruined."

At this, Rachel hugged him again and said, "Thank you. You are truly the greatest friend anyone could ever have, Kurt Hummel. That means so much to me."

"Well, this means so much to me, " Kurt smiled, the news finalLy sinking in. He gave her a nudge and said, "Come on, lets get out of here. You have to help me figure out a way to tell Blaine."

"I have a proposal for you and Im hoping you wont turn me down again," Kurt said across the table from Blaine.

They were in their coffee shop, the place they met. Kurt had spent a couple days trying to figure out how to approach Blaine about the baby, because he just didnt know how Blaine would feel. Would he think Kurt wasnt ready? Would he think it was a bad idea?

Kurt was beyond nervous himself. Considering he only had two days to wrap his mind around the idea of being a father in a few short weeks, he knew he wasnt ready. But this was something he wanted to experience with Blaine. He just hoped his fiancé felt the same way.

"Uh oh, that sounds interesting. Were already engaged," Blaine sat forward, folding his hands on the table. "So what could this new proposal be?"

Kurt took a deep breath and reached across the table to hold his hand. "Rachel approached me about the baby and... She wants me to adopt her."

Staring at Kurt with wide eyes, Blaine didnt respond. He studied Kurt intently, and Kurt began to feel like this was a mistake. He should have known Blaine wouldnt want this. After a long moment, Blaine narrowed his eyebrows and said, "How do you feel about it? Thats a big responsibility."

"This marriage is going to be a huge responsibility, but so is Rachel having your baby. We both have a lot of adapting to do in the coming months, and I want to be by your side every step of the way," Kurt said, squeezing his hand.

"Yeah but can Rachel adapt to losing her daughter?" Blaine questioned. "Thats a hard thing for a mother to do."

Kurt slowly nodded, "Rachel told me that shes just not ready to be a mom and this is an opportunity for us. Think about it. If we want a child, we have to find a surrogate. We have to go through adoption... Rachel decided that we might as well use the baby thats already yours."

"So youre serious? You want to have this baby with me?" Blaine beamed, nearly knocking his coffee over in his haste to grab Kurts hand..

"By proposing, I already offered to give you my life. Whats mine is yours and whats yours is mine. This baby could be ours," Kurt smiled, squeezing Blaines hand. "I mean, Im already going to be with her whenever shes with you. I want us to be a family.

"You really want to have this baby with me?" Blaine asked, like he needed more reassurance. "I mean, you are positive that youre not going to regret this decision later? What if its too much?"

"You know, when I first heard about the baby, I knew she was my biggest roadblock to you," Kurt said, reaching across the table and taking his hand. "And now shes a part of us. I dont know if Im good enough to be a dad, but Im willing to learn and grow with her and with you. Were like baby parents. We have to learn as we go, and I think well be okay as long as we have each other to rely on.." At the uneasy expression on Blaines face, he added, "Trust me, Ive had time to think about it. I want you, always."

"Kurt, Im so happy," Blaine said with tears in his eyes, rising from his chair. He sat on Kurts lap and wrapped his arms around his neck. Kissing him forcefully, Blaine slid his tongue into Kurts mouth and Kurt hummed softly.

After a moment, Kurt pulled back to look at Blaine and said, "is is that a yes?"

A grin spread across Blaines face and he joked, "As long as you dont have this obsession to name the baby Barbra."

"No," Kurt chuckled. "I want to make that decision together... Wait, that was a yes, wasnt it?" Kurt smiled. His chest burned with gratitude toward Blaine. "So does that mean were doing this?"

Blaine kissed him again before he said, "Yes. Kurt, I would be more than thrilled to have this baby with you."