Six months passed since they had been approved and they were still waiting for someone to choose them as their child's parents. They continued living their life – Blaine's songs were making it to at least the top 100 for a few weeks and Kurt's e-shop with his designs went so well he needed to hire two more tailors to help.

When they got a phone call from their social worker asking them to come to the agency, they rescheduled their plans for the following day immediately and rushed there first thing in the morning. But the meeting wasn't about what they'd expected at all.

"I know you weren't chosen by anyone yet. You had no interviews and the truth be told right now we don't have any mother who wants to give her baby to adoption in our system so it's definitely going to take some time for you to get a baby." The social worker told them as soon as they sat down. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other, both of them confused.

"I don't understand why we are here then…" Blaine stated.

"I'd like to talk to you about something. You wanted to adopt a newborn but there is a possibility of adopting an older child. Currently we have eleven kids under the age of three and I think it might be an easier way of adoption for you. I could make an appointment for you with a case worker who will introduce you to them. Maybe you could find your child there…I really think you are the most prepared couple and although you didn't want this kind of adoption, I called you to offer you this possibility."

"Thank you very much, but we are going to stick to the plan. We are going to wait for someone to choose us for their child and we will adopt a newborn. If there isn't anything else you'd like to talk about I should go. If I leave now I'll catch up with my employees for fabrics shopping." Kurt stood up, not noticing Blaine's surprised expression.

"No there isn't anything else."

"Great. Thank you for the offer again, I really appreciate it but the answer is no." He finished and leaned to peck Blaine's lips.

"See you at home this evening, honey. Gotta go. Goodbye." And he was out of the door.

"Can we call you?" Blaine asked, not sure whether Kurt's answer was taken as final.

"Yeah, of course. Whenever you change your mind."

"Thank you."

Kurt came home in a great mood that day. He'd bought everything he needed in the fabric store and he'd even got a discount so he'd decided to use the saved money to buy his husband a present the next day. He stopped by a florist's on his way home and got a bouquet of different colored tulips. Blaine would love it.

"Blaine? I'm home." He yelled to the apartment as he was removing his shoes. He entered the living room with a big smile on his face, flowers in his hands. Blaine just stared at him, not saying a word. Kurt sat down next to him, kissing his cheek and giving him the tulips.

"These are for you. I know how you like them…"

"Flowers? Really, Kurt?" Blaine shook his head disbelievingly and put the bouquet on the coffee table.

"Is something wrong?" Kurt asked warily.

"Yes! Something is wrong! My husband declined the offer we got this morning without taking my opinion into consideration! What the hell was that, Kurt?!"

"I…I'm sorry but we never talked about it. We've always wanted a newborn…"

"Exactly! We never talked about it! Maybe we should have a conversation about it first, don't you think?"

"I don't know why you are so upset. We DO NOT want to adopt an older child. We are adopting a newborn!" Kurt raised his voice as well.

"Because YOU decided so?"

"No! Because WE agreed on it!"

"Well, maybe I've changed my mind."

"You don't get to change your mind about this!"

"Adopting a newborn can take years, Kurt! This way we could have a child within a year!"

"We could have a newborn within a year as well!"

"Or we could wait another five years!"

"And? So we'll wait! I'll wait another ten years if it is what it takes to have a newborn! I'm not going to look at any kids under, nor over three years!"

"Do you even need me in this? Or is my opinion irrelevant when it comes to OUR child?" Blaine was still shouting and his last two sentences stabbed Kurt right to his heart.

"How could you think something like that?" He whispered with tears.

"Because you act that way!" Blaine turned around and headed to the music room, leaving Kurt sitting on the sofa.

Kurt let Blaine calm down a little bit before he joined him. He found his husband sitting by the piano, not playing just looking out of the window. Kurt stayed by the door, leaning his back to the wall.

"Can we talk about it?"

"So now is the right time to talk about it?" Blaine asked bitterly.

"Blaine, please…"

"What am I suppose to say? What do you want to hear?"

"I'm sorry. I really am. I thought we were on the same page as for this matter but apparently we were not."

"You know, meeting with a case worker and seeing a few kids doesn't mean we have to adopt one of them. It doesn't mean we are giving up on a newborn. It's just another option."

"I can't, Blaine. I can't go there and see those kids. I won't be able to choose one. There is a reason I want us to be chosen. I know that if I went there, I would fall in love with all of them and we can't take care of eleven children. I just can't say I want this child and don't want others…"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because it never came up…We've always been talking about being on the list for pregnant women who are planning to give up their child…I'd love to have a kid soon. I mean…If there was just one kid I would go and I know it soon would be our kid. Because I wouldn't be able leave that child without parents any longer. I wouldn't care if it's a boy or a girl or if he or she is a few months or two years old. But eleven? How am I supposed to say no to ten children when all of them needs parents as much as the one we'd choose?" Kurt came closer to his husband and took his hand.

"If you want to go, go. I won't stop you. Choose one of those kids as ours and I'll be okay with it. I don't care which one. I really don't." Kurt said desperately, not really realizing what he was suggesting.

"Kurt, I wouldn't choose a plant or a puppy without you and you want me to choose a child for us? If there is something we should be doing together, this is it." Blaine stood up and walked by the piano. "I'm going for a walk. I need some fresh air."

"Will you come back tonight?" Kurt's question made him take a few steps back. He wasn't mad at Kurt anymore. He was just disappointed that Kurt hadn't said a word about the matter to him. He kissed his husband's cheek and whispered: "I'll always come back to you."

Kurt woke up in Blaine's arms the following morning. He didn't know when Blaine had come home, it must have been late but Kurt was glad Blaine held him close in his sleep even he didn't remember how he had got into Blaine's embrace. He untangled himself carefully from him so he wouldn't interrupt Blaine's slumber and went to the kitchen. He felt really bad about his behavior the previous day and he wanted to talk about it once again but not on an empty stomach. He made fruit salad and batter for waffles when Blaine appeared.

"Good morning." Kurt turned his head on the voice and looked at his husband who was standing by the door, his curls wild as always in the morning, dressed just in his sleeping pants.

"Good morning. Please, sit down. Breakfast will be in a minute." He gestured to a chair by the kitchen table and Blaine obeyed. Kurt brought a bowl of salad, putting it in front of Blaine and planning on going back to making waffles, however, Blaine had a different idea. He grabbed Kurt by the waist and maneuvered him onto his lap.

"Where are you running?" Blaine nuzzled his nose to Kurt's neck.

"I was about to make some waffles."

"No need. We are fine with just fruit." And he took a strawberry on a fork, offering the bite to Kurt.

"I'm sorry for yesterday." Kurt said quietly.

"I know, baby."

"I really thought you didn't want it…"

"I know, baby." Blaine repeated and gave another piece of fruit to Kurt.

"We should call the agency…" Kurt suggested.

"Why?"

"So they could arrange the appointment with a case worker." Blaine's hand with a fork stopped his way to Blaine's mouth.

"What?!"

"I talked to my dad and then to Luke yesterday after you left and they told me how unreasonable I was and of course, I was arguing with them but I got the chance to think about it before I fell asleep and I want to try it."

"Kurt, we had a fight yesterday because we aren't able to adopt eleven kids. Now you are telling me you could choose just one?"

"Basically…"

"Okay. Tell me what is this all about? Because I refuse to do something you're not okay with."

"I'm okay with it. I really thought about it and I put all pros and cons and I want to do it. I swear." Kurt was looking at him pleadingly, his eyes full of sincerity and certainty.

"What made you change your mind? I wanna hear reasons." Blaine demanded.

"Like I said. I talked to my dad and Luke and they told me the younger kids are more likely to be adopted so I don't have to worry about those who we won't choose and I searched some things on the internet. I went to forums and discussions where people who adopted their children this way were giving advice and support. And each one of them says that you just know when you see the child that it's the one…We're ready, Blaine. I realize we can either wait years for a newborn or try it another way. I have the most amazing person in the whole world by my side. I couldn't ask for a better man to be a father with. Let's make this a home for someone whose parents couldn't take care of them and let's make it as fast as possible." Blaine watched Kurt fairly but didn't find any doubts or fears. Only determination and a little bit of hope that Blaine would understand.

"You're unbelievable, you know that?" Blaine asked finally after a few moments of silence.

"Is it a good or a bad thing?"

"I'm not quite sure right now…" He leaned forward and captured Kurt's lips in a slow kiss. The taste of strawberries Blaine loved so much made him deepen the kiss immediately and Kurt surrendered by circling his arms around Blaine's shoulder and letting himself be pulled closer.

"Are you hungry?" Blaine breathed to his ear and Kurt shook his head. He didn't give a damn about breakfast when he was wrapped in Blaine's arms.

"Great. Let's go back to bed…"

"What about the adoption?" It actually took a lot of power for Blaine to stop sucking on Kurt's pulse point and go back to the conversation.

"It's Friday. We can call there on Monday. This way you'll have three days to change your mind."

"But I'm sure…" Kurt tried to interject but Blaine cut him off.

"Then you'll be sure on Monday as well."

Kurt and Blaine went through the pictures of eleven children several times. As Kurt had predicted, they were all beautiful and if he could he would take all of them home in an instant. But of course it wasn't possible.

"Do you want to see one of them? Or would you prefer to meet more than one? It's up to you. Take your time. There is no need to rush. They're in foster care and most of them are doing really well but none of their foster parents are considering the adoption so…" A case worker said.

"Well, I think I'd like to see those six months old babies. I just can't decide whether I want to see a girl or a boy first." Blaine answered, searching for his husband eyes, trying to figure out what Kurt was thinking.

"Yeah…Those two are definitely my first choice." Kurt agreed.

"Okay. They both are placed in one family so I will call them to let them know you'll be stopping by."

Two days later they were about to see the kids. None of them slept at night. They were nervous and full of expectations. They had a few pieces of information about how the children had ended up in a foster care but it wasn't too much. Fathers were unknown. Their mothers – both barely eighteen years old and former foster kids – had overdosed and died. The children had been found in a crack house. They'd been in a hospital for a while because of malnutrition; fortunately as of now the kids were doing well. They were both healthy and no signs of neonatal abstinence syndrome made doctors believe that their mothers hadn't been using drugs during pregnancy.

The case worker was waiting for them at the front of a big house when they arrived. She introduced them to a man who currently had the kids in foster care. Kurt immediately liked him.

"Come on in, my wife is feeding the boy right now, the girl is sleeping." He said and as soon as they entered the house, Blaine realized this couple lived for children. There were toys everywhere. Well, in fact there were kids everywhere.

"We've already adopted six children and we would love to adopt those two as well but we can't do it without giving up being foster parents. This house is big but unfortunately not big enough…" Kurt smiled at him. He understood…All of a sudden someone started crying.

"Oh, Nellie is up." He motioned them to continue to a room at the end of a hallway.

"Why is she crying?" Kurt asked when they came to the room that apparently belonged to the kids they were here for.

"Because Nathan isn't here. We try not to separate them often but sometimes it is necessary. They always cry when the other is not in the same room. Doctors told us they probably developed some kind of bond since they'd been together from their birth."

"So she will cry until he comes back?" Kurt was curious.

Blaine walked to a cot the girl was occupying and leaned over.

"Hi, baby girl." He said in a soft voice. The crying stopped. Kurt noticed how the man and the case worker froze.

"Is something wrong?" The man just shook his head at Kurt's question.

"No. Just…not me nor my wife are able to soothe them so quickly." Blaine didn't catch any of it. He kept whispering to the girl, making her smile. There were tears still shining in her eyes but they weren't falling down her pretty face anymore.

"Do you want to hold her?" Blaine nodded without tearing his sight from the baby. Kurt was mesmerized. He always knew Blaine was great with kids but this was different. This was his husband with a girl - who could potentially be their daughter - in his arms. It seemed like Blaine was in a different world. Like there was just him and a girl. When he finally raised his head to say something to his husband he experienced the same thing Kurt had been through a while ago. Kurt was sitting on a loveseat with a boy in his lap. The boy was observing him with wide eyes and Kurt was smiling and talking to him, letting the boy grab his pinkie. For Blaine it was like Kurt was born to hold this little boy in his arms.

"What do you say Nellie? Do you want to join them?" Blaine turned a little so she could see the boy with Kurt and her grin became even bigger.

"I take that as a yes." Blaine murmured to her and went to sit down next to Kurt. They spent the next two hours playing with Nellie and Nathan, laughing and admiring them. Kurt had considered little kids a bit boring. He'd been under the assumption that until they learnt at least how to crawl there wasn't much funny things to do with them. Now, he would gladly admit how wrong he was about it as he was handing them toys and watching their happy faces when the toy did something unexpected (like talking in Blaine's voice or hiding behind Kurt's back). They would love to be with them more but Blaine needed to go to the studio. He was prolonging his leaving as much as he could but the time was relentless. Kissing the kids on the top of their heads and pecking Kurt's lips with a promise to be home for dinner he walked out of the door. Kurt had a few words with the foster parents and the case worker then and they agreed Kurt would talk to Blaine and they would let them know if they'd like to see one of the kids again. Kurt was sure they'd love to see one of them again. The question was – which one?

Kurt couldn't concentrate the whole day. He was thinking about the kids, feeling like Sophie when she had had to decide for one of her children. How was he supposed to tell if he'd rather adopt Nathan or Nellie? He assumed cooking dinner would ease his mind while waiting for Blaine to come home but it was a lost battle so he ordered pizza and took out the boxes from the wardrobe in the guest room. Two blankets were lying on the top. The yellow one would be perfect for a girl and the green one for a boy. Maybe they could give them the blankets, see them one more time and go for another kid since they probably wouldn't be able to make their mind about just one of them. Or…

"Kurt?" Kurt's furious stream of thoughts was interrupted by Blaine's tender voice. He looked at his husband who was wearing a soft smile. Kurt knew then and there that Blaine was thinking the same thing as Kurt.

"We want them, right?" He asked just for assurance. "We want them both…"

"Yeah. We definitely want them both." Blaine managed to confirm before he had his arms full of Kurt who captured his lips in a searing kiss.

"I love you so much." Kurt hid his face in Blaine's shoulder and hugged him tight, repeating how much he loved him and smiling because Blaine said he loved him too every single time.