14 Weeks.

As soon as Kurt exited the dean’s office he flung himself straight into Blaine's waiting arms. Kurt sobs broke the silence surrounding the four people in the hallway and Blaine had to grip Kurt tightly in his arms as he shuddered violently with each sob he let out. The shorter boy stroked Kurt's chestnut hair and cooed in his ear promising that everything would be okay and that he loved him. Though, in reality, this time Blaine had no idea if it would all be okay because he didn’t understand what was happening. But he could tell it was bad from the anger in Burt’s usually calm eyes and the worry which had the older man’s features taught.

Eventually, the shudders coursing through Kurt's body slowed and he slumped into Blaine who had to clutch his boyfriend to keep him upright.

“Kurt, honey, please talk to me what’s wrong?”

Blaine asked tentatively but he couldn’t keep the fear from breaking through. The sight of his boyfriend so clearly upset and scared left Blaine's mind reeling. Burt was whispering to Carol off to the side and the pair were sharing looks of concern and anger and the sight made Blaine wrap Kurt up even tighter in his arms, wishing he could protect Kurt from everything he was feeling.

“Kurt, please.”Blaine begged, hated seeing Kurt like this. Blaine thought that once Kurt was here safe at Dalton he would never see the chestnut haired boy break down again but over the past few weeks Kurt had broken down more than he had since leaving McKinley.

Burt and Carol returned from their conversation at the end of the corridor and the elder Hummel put his hands on Kurt's shoulders and gave Blaine a pointed look which softened when Kurt finally looked up from being buried into Blaine.

“They- they are going to kick me out Blaine, this is it, it’s all over, I'm going to have to go back to McKinley.”

Kurt sobbed quietly. A look of horror crossed Blaine's features for a moment but he didn’t give himself a chance to get upset his priority right now was comforting the sobbing boy in his arms. As he held Kurt the anger began boiling in his chest and now he understood the look in Burt’s eyes that had appeared so unfamiliar.

As Blaine held Kurt it became clear the taller boy wasn’t going to say anymore as he sobbed and so Burt continued to try and explain. The elder Hummel tried to explain to policy of expulsion and Blaine couldn’t stop the anger from contorting his features any longer. Dalton and Crawford were meant to be safe havens but they were really just like everyone else in this small minded Midwestern County. Those who needed the protection of Dalton were left to fend for themselves just because they didn’t live up to the image that the middle class school governors portrayed. They were carbon copies of Richard Anderson.

“No they can’t do that!”

Blaine looked over at Burt Hummel, silently begging the man, who had become like a father to him, to explain, to stop his whole world crashing down.

“It seems they can buddy, we have an appointment with the school board tonight and they will make the final decision but until they do Kurt is suspended, we have to get out of here and collect his stuff if they expel him.”

Burt shook his head at the look of fear and hurt and anger in Blaine's eyes. There was nothing they could do but wait, it was like trying to make a deal with the devil.

*

The Hudson-Hummel’s spent the rest of the day in Westerville, taking up residence a local café beside the Dairy Queen on South State Street, a short drive from the school. Kurt sat in silence, the only communication with his family were nods or shakes of his head in response to questions about food or drinks.

Meanwhile, Blaine had to sit through the rest of his classes. Burt had insisted Blaine stay in school as there was nothing any of them could do right now. Blaine wanted to be there for Kurt, to hold him; to comfort him but Burt’s word had been final. It was true, if he left campus he would be in trouble too and that really wouldn’t help their case.

“Kurt, buddy, talk to me.”

Kurt was brought back from his thoughts by his father looking at him worriedly. The fear of losing his safe house in Dalton had overshadowed any feelings about his father finding out about his pregnancy.

“I wish you’d talked to me about this kiddo, you know I'm here for you, I wish you could ‘a came to me.” Kurt hung his head, Nick had been right it seemed. That kid was oblivious half the time but when it came down to it he always knew what was best.

“I'm sorry, Dad, I was scared, I thought you’d be angry or- or disappointed.” Kurt still couldn’t look his father in the face.

“Kurt, you’re my kid and you can mess up a thousand times but I will still love you. You learn from the decisions you make and the things you do. Hell, I'm still making mistakes and learning now and I'm three times your age.” Burt reached over and grabbed Kurt's hand where it was grasped tightly around his mug of green tea. The gentle squeeze of his father’s hand gave Kurt reassurance.

Just then the bell above the door of the café opened and in walked Blaine. Kurt had never been so happy to see his boyfriends face. Kurt leapt out of his seat and grabbed Blaine into a bone crushing hug. The shorter boy chuckled in surprise but held onto Kurt tightly cooing in his ear.

After Blaine’s peck on Kurt’s hair Kurt pulled away and took his hand, leaning over to sit with Burt and Carol.

“Hey kid”

Burt smiled as Blaine took a seat beside Kurt. But the taller boy could feel the nervousness emanating from his boyfriend.

“Hello Mr Hummel.” It was like introducing Blaine as his boyfriend all over again, the formalities had returned and Blaine's voice was far from his usual confident happy tone.

“I know this isn’t the best place to be having this conversation” Burt began, gesturing around the room, “and honestly I wish we could wait until we were back home but this needs to be done now, boys, before this meeting” Burt scowled over the last word, his brow furrowing.

“I just want you boys to know I'm not angry.” Burt appeared to be addressing Blaine this time having already told Kurt the same multiple times that day.

“Have you boys decided what you’re going to do? I know this is a huge decision for you boys but I want you to make the right decision for you. I'm going to be frank with you both and tell you how hard it is to raise a kid, never mind being teenagers raising a kid. So, I want you to be one hundred per cent sure about the decision you make.”

The elder Hummel eyed the two teenagers who were clutching each other’s hands as though life depended on it.

Kurt spoke up first.

“I- we- want to keep the baby. I could never have an abortion, this baby, and Blaine, I love them Dad, I couldn’t give that up, I couldn’t kill a life, not after losing Mom, this baby is special to me, so, so much more than I ever expected. I never thought I could have children, not really because I thought it would be impossible for the child to be biologically part of both me and the person I love. I want to keep her, Dad, I know it’s going to be hard but I can do it, we can do it.”

Kurt replied, falling back on his default gender. He held Blaine's hands in his own and couldn’t pull his eyes from Blaine's honey ones which were filled with love for the young man beside him.

Burt opened his mouth to speak but Blaine cut in.

“Mr Hummel-“

“Kid, come on you’re family, it’s Burt.”

“Burt- I love Kurt more than my own life, I promise to look after your son, I promise to never leave him to raise the baby alone.”

Kurt’s eyes welled with tears at Blaine’s words. The curly haired boy regularly told him how much he loved Kurt but there was something different about his promises to Kurt’s father.

“I know you do kid so you better see you don’t leave him to do this on his own.”