After visiting the doctor, Kurt relaxed significantly. It turned out that Alyson just had a stomach bug that would clear up in a few days. She also had some medicine to help make her feel better as she wouldn't stop crying.

They were on their way back to Kurt's apartment; Blaine driving with Kurt in the passenger seat, Alyson curled up, clutching her bunny to her chest, on his lap asleep.

“Thank you for today,” Kurt said to Blaine. “I don't think I could've gotten through it without you. And Wes.”

“You're welcome,” Blaine said, smiling softly at Kurt before parking the car outside Kurt's apartment. They both got out of the car, Alyson whimpering softly at being moved.

They both entered the apartment silently, shushing Wes when he went to speak. Kurt took Ally into her bedroom and gently put her in her crib, smiling softly when she immediately snuggled under the blankets and rested her little head on the teddy she'd been clutching all night. He ducked down slightly and placed a feather light kiss on her warm forehead.

Kurt emerged from the bedroom a while later, looking more exhausted than Blaine had ever seen him. He tiredly walked over to the sofa and sat down next to Blaine.

“Are you okay?” Blaine asked concernedly. Kurt shook his head and rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands, suddenly looking as if he was going to cry. Blaine pulled his friend into a hug, feeling Kurt's tears seep through his shirt even though he wasn't making any noise. “Shh, she's okay.”

“I felt so helpless,” Kurt cried into Blaine's shoulder. “I had no idea what I was doing.”

“I know, but she's okay now.” Blaine assured him.

“I just feel like if something else happens, I'm not gonna know what to do and then-”

“Stop,” Blaine said suddenly, pulling back to look at Kurt. “Kurt, you're an amazing Dad to that little girl. If I was in your position I would probably freak out every time I looked at her. I know that what happened today was scary but you're doing the best you can. You honestly don't give yourself enough credit. Remember that you're only seventeen, you're still new to all this.”

“He's right,” Wes added. “I may have only seen you today when you were kind of freaking out but you were still really good with her. And that bedroom...Kurt, that is like every little girls dream room and you designed it.”

“I'm just so scared I'm gonna do something wrong. I don't feel like I'm enough for her.” Kurt admitted.

“You're more than enough for her, Kurt,” Blaine replied softly. “When we were picking her up earlier, her face lit up the second she saw you. She adores you, even if you can't see it.”

“You guys are the best.” Kurt laughed through his tears, eliciting both Blaine and Wes to laugh slightly.

“I know,” Blaine said, pulling Kurt into a hug again and kissing the top of his head as he rubbed comforting circles over his back. “Feel better yet?”

Kurt nodded from where his face was smooshed against Blaine's chest.

“You guys should probably get going,” Kurt sniffed, pulling back and wiping his eyes. “You'll end up missing your curfew again.”

“Are you sure you don't want me to stay?” Blaine asked Kurt.

“I can get back by myself if you want him to?” Wes added.

“Can you get back to school in the morning?” Kurt asked Blaine. “Because I really don't wanna leave her while she's sick.”

“Yeah, I just don't wanna leave you right now.” Blaine said truthfully.

“Okay...” Kurt agreed finally.

Wes left shortly after that, leaving Blaine and Kurt sitting in a peaceful silence, except for the quiet noise of the TV.

“I'm starving.” Kurt said, standing up only to be pushed back down by Blaine.

“Nuh-uh, stay,” Blaine said as if he was training a dog. “You're exhausted, I'll make you something.”

“But-”

“But nothing.” Blaine said, walking into the kitchen without another word.

When Blaine returned to the living room, Kurt was curled up under a blanket, seemingly asleep. He walked over to the sofa and put Kurt's food on the table before kneeling down in front of him and gently running his fingers through Kurt's hair. Kurt stirred in his sleep, slowly blinking his eyes open.

“Hey,” Blaine smiled. “I made you something to eat.”

“Thank you,” Kurt croaked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. “I guess you were right about me being exhausted.” He laughed, taking the plate from the table and beginning to eat.

“Considering I haven't actually known you that long, I've seen you tired enough to know what it looks like.”

“Thank you for staying, by the way. I'd probably be going crazy right now if it weren't for you.” Kurt said when he was finished eating.

“You're welcome.” Blaine replied as they heard Alyson crying from her bedroom. Kurt's smile instantly dropped as he got up and went to get the baby. He returned a few moments later holding a tearful Ally.

“You're gonna hate this,” Kurt said sadly as he took Alyson into the kitchen and returned with a bottle of milk. He sat down next to Blaine on the sofa, Alyson balanced on his knee as he tried to get the five month old to stop chewing her rabbit so that he could feed her. Alyson began crying even harder as Kurt took her toy away. “I know baby, I'm sorry,” Kurt said to the little girl as he rubbed her back and began to feed her.

Most of the milk ended up down Alyson's chin and pyjamas as she was crying so much but Kurt finally fed the little girl.

“I know it's horrible Bubba,” Kurt said as he placed the empty bottle on the table and began cleaning Ally's face. “But you need to eat.” He said next in a cute baby voice as he kissed her tiny nose.

After giving Alyson her medicine, the five month old began to gurgle happily at getting her bunny back and chewed the ear contentedly as Kurt bounced her gently on his knee.

“She chews that a lot...” Blaine pointed out.

“Yeah, I think she's started teething but she hasn't had any real pain with it yet.”

“Kurt...”

“What?” Kurt asked confusedly.

“She's spent almost all night crying except from now and when she was asleep, do you think it could have something to do with that? I know she's sick too but I don't think that would make her cry that much...Plus she practically threw a fit when you took the rabbit away to feed her.”

“That actually makes sense...” Kurt wondered aloud as Alyson started babbling around the bunny ear she was chewing, almost as if she was trying to prove a point. “Does your mouth hurt, Bubba?” Kurt asked the small baby sitting on his lap. Alyson did nothing but curl into Kurt's side more as she continued mauling the teddy. “What time is it?”

Blaine pulled his phone out of his pocket at glanced at the screen quickly before replying.

“Almost seven, why?”

“I wanna get some stuff for her,” Kurt explained. “There's teething gel and teething rings and stuff that should help her if it hurts. Plus I'm pretty sure it isn't healthy for her to chew on her teddy all the time.”

“Let's go then.” Blaine said, getting off the sofa.

“You agree to stuff so easily,” Kurt laughed. “Let me just change her top, she has milk down it.”