The next few days passed in much the same way as that first. Kurt woke up to the feeling of sickness almost every morning and every morning Blaine would come and comfort him. Two days after the visit to the doctors the boys finally remembered about the anti-nausea medication the doctor had given Kurt and that provided a sense of relief at least for a short while.

Friday came slower than ever. The week dragged on as Kurt was constantly distracted. He was usually model student but his teachers noticed a change in him that week. He hardly paid attention in class and his homework as done to the bare minimum.

Kurt trudged his way through the halls of Dalton to meet Blaine after one of their classes that they did not share. His mind was lost in space, all he could think of was the fact there was a little life growing inside of him. But he still didn’t really believe it, it just didn’t feel real.

He had accepted the fact he would have to tell his father and had considered all the practical considerations of raising a baby but somehow he felt disconnected, as if he really didn’t believe there was something growing inside of him. At the moment he just felt as if he was ill.

Kurt stopped off at the office to collect his mail and flicked through a couple of letters; apparently his car insurance was running out next month and a post card from Rachel from New York when her Dad’s took her to see Chicago on Broadway last week.

The last envelope was the one he had been anxiously waiting for since his visit to the doctors on Monday. Kurt shakily ripped open the envelope. There was a time and date in bold near the top of the letter Wednesday, 2pm, Doctor Harrison, were the only words Kurt picked out as his hands quivered. There was a second hand written letter attached from Doctor Lancaster.

"Doctor Harrison is a college of mine and she specialises in male pregnancy in Ohio. I assure you she is the best doctor to take care of the three of you. Feel free to contact me if you need anything, Kurt."

Doctor Lancaster had signed the bottom of the note with her cell phone number and Kurt felt a little more reassured. He hated hospitals and doctors’ offices but he had warmed to Doctor Lancaster and if she trusted Doctor Harrison then he felt safer and more comfortable.

Kurt hadn’t moved from his spot in the hallway where he had opened the letter from the doctor when Blaine came up behind him; snaking his arms around his boyfriends’ shoulders.

“What’s the letter honey?”

Blaine asked, looking over Kurt's shoulder, trying to read the other boys expression.

“OBGYN appointment.”

Kurt replied in a hushed tone; his voice expressionless as his eyes darted around them as if checking to make sure there was nobody around.

“Wednesday.”

Kurt added seeing a million more questions in Blaine's eyes.

“Are you- do you want me to come?”

Kurt turned around, surprised.

“Of course I want you to come!”

Kurt exclaimed with a laugh, and pulled Blaine into a bone crushing hug. Kurt’s heart felt lighter every time Blaine said the smallest thing that reminded him he was not alone in this.

The two hadn’t directly talked about the baby since Kurt's last emotional breakdown on Tuesday morning. Kurt knew they needed to, even though he was still early in his pregnancy they would have to make plans. The super event planner in Kurt was sent into overdrive as he thought the word “planning”. There was so much they would have to do. In less than nine months there would be another person in their relationship.

Which reminded Kurt, he wasn’t sure how far along he even was. It was rare that they would have sex without a condom but it did happen occasionally when either they had been too heated in the spur of the moment or if they wanted to be closer to each other.

They had both been virgins the first time they had made love so they were safe but it was easier with a condom and there was always a sense of “just in case” which had turned out to be a very good thing as who knows how early this might have happened.

“Come on, let’s go.”

Kurt took Blaine's hand and half-bounded down the corridor back to their dorm room, with a smile plastered across his face. Sometime Kurt felt so hollow and alone, the only thing filling the emptiness was a sense of dread but as soon as Blaine was there he had courage again, the strength to keep going and not allow the dread to drown him.

The two boys finally arrived at their dorm room and took off their uniforms, changing into causal jeans and tee-shirts, though for Kurt no outfit was ever truly casual. Kurt picked up the papers from the doctors which had been left on the bedside table and moved over to sit with Blaine on the bed.

“Bee, I know we haven’t even mentioned this since Tuesday and I think that’s my fault. I just don’t think it has- had really sunk in, but when I got this letter for my next appointment Doctor Lancaster left me a note and it said the three of us, and at that moment it became more real somehow, that this really was happening. I have been thinking about it all week but for someone else on the outside to acknowledge this, it just hit me.”

Kurt tried to explain as he watched Blaine's facial expressions.

“Honey, I haven’t been able to think of anything else either, I can’t believe this is happening, it’s a miracle.”

Blaine exclaimed, but quickly tried to hide it.

“I know I said I wouldn’t pressure you about this but, have you, you know, decided what you want to do?”

Blaine asked with a tone of hesitation.

Kurt looked thoughtful for a moment.

“I want to keep it.”

Blaine's face instantly lit up once more but stayed quiet. Kurt had discovered over the course of their almost year-long relationship that Blaine could read him perfectly so knew when he wanted to say more.

“I want us to try and be a family. I love you so much Blaine and I never thought we could have our own baby. Maybe we would adopt one day, sure, but I never thought we could have a child that is genetically both of ours. Maybe this is a little… earlier than we would have ever planned but this is something I never thought could happen so I wouldn’t trade it for the world.”

Kurt explained, his smile growing at the dopy look of happiness on his boyfriend’s face.

“I won’t lie Kurt I dreamed of us being a family in the future and really this is just moving plans up, right?”

Blaine let a chuckle slip from his lips.

“But you are right, this is our little miracle and I will fight anything for this.”

Blaine slowly reached out, putting a hand over Kurt's abdomen and holding Kurt's gaze with his eyes. Kurt leaned forward and captured Blaine's lips with his own, smiling beneath the kiss.

Kurt covered Blaine's hand on his stomach.

“You were right when you said we can do this. I have so much faith in you, in us. After everything you went through at your old school with the Sadie Hawkins dance, and what I went through with Karofsky, we can fight this battle. Just like the other battles we will come out stronger because of it.”

Kurt couldn’t help but continue to smile. He was filled with fears still but he knew they would get through it together. In the end it didn’t matter because they were getting their own little miracle at the end of all of this.

“Hey Kurt, we’re having a baby.”

Blaine grinned.

“We’re having a baby.”

Kurt repeated, kissing his lover again.

They kissed languidly for a while, just experiencing each other; taking in all the feelings of love and a sense of relief after finally talking it over. It was like a weight had been lifted from their shoulders now that it was finally out in the open; their feelings expressed and exposed.

What could have been minuets, hours, or days later, Blaine’s phone alarm rang out.

“Warblers practice.”

Blaine panted out, breathless from their kissing.

Kurt just smiled, he was truly happy again for the first time since becoming sick. It had been so long since anything bad had happened in his life and now he remembered just how good it felt to talk things over with Blaine. Kurt recalled the first conversation he had ever had with Blaine the day he came to spy on The Warblers and even that first time Kurt had felt so much lighter and confident after talking to Blaine. His boyfriend radiated courage and serenity and Kurt felt peace.

The boys walked hand in hand through Dalton to the Warblers practice room where Wes was waving his gavel above his head, trying to get three or four sophomores to rearranging the furniture.

Wes sighed audibly above the buzz of chatter of the Warblers beginning to congregate for extra scheduled practice. The Friday nights practices were extra that Wes thought they needed but nobody considered them extras now as they had been practicing Friday nights since the beginning of February.

“Just leave it.”

Wes scowled at the sophomores and walked over to Kurt and Blaine with a smile.

“You two are smiling again, thank god, Nick, Jeff, and I were almost planning an intervention.”

He laughed when Kurt and Blaine just looked at each other with smiles reflected in their eyes, still holding hands.
They hadn’t argued or even come close, but there had been a seemingly visible tension handing over them which was now lifted and they felt lighter for it.

Wes shouted over to Nick and Jeff who were talking alone in the corner of the room behind the council desk.

“Hey boys, operation sparrow is off!”

Wes laughed at Kurt and Blaine's twin expressions of confusion.

“We thought it was apt considering our friend Pavarotti and Kurt’s Blackbird brought you two together.”

He teased playfully.

Kurt and Blaine shared a glance and giggled, remembering their first kiss over Pavarotti’s casket.

“Okay gang let’s get started!”

Wes shouted over the heads of the boys just as Nick and Jeff joined them with matching grins and a wave.

Ever since Kurt had transferred to Dalton and Burt became Congressman for Ohio there had been very few Friday night dinners. They had now been transferred to Saturday’s since Burt couldn’t get home from DC in time and the extra Warbler practices had lead him to being stuck at Dalton on Friday nights.

Not that Kurt really considered himself stuck as it meant he got to spend more time with Blaine because some weekends he would have to go home for some family event or another and only rarely did they get to spend full weekends together.

However this weekend was one of those rare weekends that Blaine would spend with Kurt at the Hummel-Hudson household, though on the camp bed of course. For this, Kurt was glad. He didn’t want to be far from Blaine right now; he still felt fragile and scared and he needed Blaine to anchor him.

Kurt gripped Blaine's hand tightly throughout Saturday night dinner and quickly made excuses for them to both go up to bed early.

Thankfully Kurt wasn’t sick too much in the afternoons and his sickness made its most appearances early in the mornings and late at night at the moment. So Kurt had taken extra anti-nausea medication before tea and had managed to successfully keep his whole meal down, so far.

“Kurt, don’t you think you should tell your Dad while we are here. I don’t often get to come home with you and I want to be there for you when you tell him. It’s my fault and I want to support you.”

Blaine suggested, having noticed Kurt had tried his very best to avoid one-to-one chats with his father, and Carol for that matter.

But Kurt shook his head swiftly.

“No, Blaine. I'm not ready for that, not yet. We only just found out I don’t want to do anything-“

Kurt trailed off but both of them knew where Kurt’s thoughts were heading… he didn’t want to do anything to jinx their little miracle.

Blaine just nodded; Kurt could sense Blaine wasn’t trying to push him. Blaine was sometimes too easy for Kurt to read. The shorter boy had a specific facial expression when he wanted to push a subject but was refraining because he knew Kurt wouldn’t budge on the topic and he didn’t want to pressurise his boyfriend.

“Just remember honey, you won’t be able to hide it forever and the longer you leave it the harder it will get.”

Blaine reminded Kurt softly. Kurt made an “hmph” sound, feeling like Blaine was patronising him but didn’t say anything, instead berating himself for even thinking that. Blaine was only trying to help and it was true.

But Kurt wasn’t ready and he wouldn’t tell his Dad until he was ready.

Kurt managed to refrain from being sick all of Saturday since they had left Dalton but on Sunday he wasn’t so lucky. He awoke at 4am and the earth felt like it was spinning at a million miles per hour.

He only just made it to the bathroom in time to bring up Saturday night’s dinner and wretched until his stomach was completely empty but the feeling of dizziness wouldn’t go away. Kurt fell back sleep with his head pressed against the cool tiles of the bathroom floor which provided only minimal relief.

Almost two hours later Kurt manages to make it back to his bedroom and climbed in beside Blaine on the camp bed; sweating and shivering. Blaine had woken then and gone to the bathroom and returned with a cold flannel and pressed it against Kurt's forehead and the back of his neck and sang him back to sleep.

On Sunday morning as Blaine put their cases into Kurt's car, Carol had finally captured Kurt in the kitchen alone as Burt and Blaine talked football with Finn in the front yard even though it was March and still quite cold.

“Kurt sweetie, how are you, you look a little different?”

She asked in a concerned tone but a small smile hung at the corners of her lips.

Carol had always has some sort of sixth-sense, Kurt had found, she had known he was in love with Blaine when the two had come for one Friday night dinner before they had become boyfriends. But Kurt was still determined not to say anything; he wasn’t ready to tell them yet. He wasn’t.

“No, no just a little stressed. Wes is really putting us throughout paces at these Friday night practices.”

Kurt shrugged very nonchalantly and forcing a chuckle.

“Well you boys make sure you don’t work too hard, we don’t want you falling asleep in class.”

Carol smiled pulling Kurt in for a quick hug before grabbing Blaine in her arms too. Blaine blushed and mumbled something incoherently, probably along the lines of “we won’t”.