Kurt watched Blaine make baby cooing noises at his stomach. The boy was just too damn cute for his own good. Kurt thought he might want to tell him not to rest the side of his face on his belly, because the marker Dave and Collin drew a dinosaur on there with would rub off. Kurt still had some growing to do, the doctor said he would probably double in size by his due date, and Kurt wondered how he'd ever thought it would even be possible to keep it a secret. The boys had drawn a dinosaur on the middle of his bump in green sharpie, and took a picture. They said they were going to watch it stretch with his belly and make a flip book. Finn was upset that they hadn't thought of it sooner.

Blaine was telling the baby a story of two princes. One who was being tormented by a big bad wolf, and the other that found him and said he could come to his kingdom. Kurt smiled, Blaine was at the part where the wolf was apologizing to the friends of the prince. Blaine looked up while talking and smiled at Kurt,

"Te prince was so afraid that when his love went home he'd never see him again. But they stayed together, and shortly after they found out that the prince was pregnant with a baby boy..."

Kurt ran his fingers through Blaines curls and mouthed 'I Love You'. Blaine smiled and finished the story, with them all becoming friends, and living happily ever after.

The dark haired boy sat up and Kurt giggled,

"What?" Blaine furrowed he brow, "What's so funny?" Kurt pointed to the mirror opposite their bed,

"Go look." He got up and walked over to the mirror, Kurt barely containing his giggles. There on his left cheek was a reflected image of the green dinosaur on Kurts belly. He groaned and Kurt lost it, falling back and kicking his legs. He laughed so hard he felt tears run down his cheeks."Oh baby." He said to the boy, pouting at him from the dresser, "I think you look adorable."

"You're mean." He said, glaring at him playfully,

"Nooo. What can I do to show you I'm not mean?" Blaine thought for a moment and cocked his head,

"Go to prom with me." Kurt felt his stomach churn. Blaine really wanted to go to Senior prom. And he was too attached to Kurt to leave him home while he went and had fun, that wasn't fair. Kurt thought about how this was his last chance for prom, he could never get the chance to go again. And he thought about Collin and Dave, it had sucked last year, he and Blaine danced together ONCE and that was because Kurt was left hanging on the spotlight dance. They had gotten dirty looks any other time they went to dance together, so they just stood beside each other and talked/ half dances. They needed to be there for Collin and Dave.

He sighed and looked at Blaine, he couldn't' believe he was about to do this.

"Okay." Blaines face lit up and he ran and pounced onto the bed, making Kurt bounce up a little. He wrapped Kurt in his arms and -If asked he would deny it- squealed a bunch of thank yous."But you better keep a good eye on me. One bump into my stomach and I'm leaving." Blaine nodded quickly,

"Okay!" He had the biggest smile on his face. Sure he was nervous about proms before, but he had a great time at the last one -despite Kurt getting elected "queen". He wanted to get his picture taken with his boyfriend, and slow dance to ABBA and get buzzed off the sure to be spiked punch. He wouldn't get full out drunk, he had to watch out for Kurt after all. But Dave didn't drink, so he'd stick to canned sodas. So Blaine had a little leeway to get kind of buzzed. Unless Kurt didn't want him too; then he wouldn't.

"Thank you baby." Kurt smiled as Blaine began kissing his neck,

"You know, we have two hours before anyone gets home..." Kurt nipped at Blaines earlobe and the other boy purred, and laid Kurt down on the bed, taking his shirt off,

"Lets get started then." Kurt was about to go for Blaines pants when they heard the door downstairs slam open and a distraught Rachel Berry yelling for Kurt. Kurt threw his head back with a defeated grunt.

"I should go see what she wants."

"Change the lock after she leaves, I KNOW I locked that door."

::Friday, May 27::

Kurt stood at the checkout counter of sacs fifth avenue with Collin. They had decided they would shop for their tuxes together and Dave and Blaine would do theirs at Bloomingdale's. They had all gone to Cincinnati for the four day weekend before prom to shop. Kurt handed the woman the six hundred dollars that his father had given him and Collin to shop with, plus a ten dollar bill he had already for tax. They actually did quite well for sacs and Kurt was proud to say that even six months pregnant he still looked fabulous in the pin striped tux he'd picked out.

they took the bags and went too meet up with Dave and Blaine who'd finished about an hour ago and were waiting at Starbucks. Kurt collected strange looks wherever he went, but he got used to it after a while. People at school didn't bother him much anymore and things were pretty okay as far as bulling went. So he just ignored the looks of disgust and sat next to Blaine, earning a peck on the cheek.

They had ordered their drinks, all but Kurt getting some form of coffee. Kurt got hot cocoa, and glared at it as if it was continuously insulting his fashion sense. They had only been seated for about five minutes before Collin stood abruptly and ran to the bathroom. Dave sent a confused look to Kurt,

"He hasn't been feeling well." Kurt said, shrugging. "Probably a bug." Blaine nodded, but Dave wasn't convinced.

"You don't think-"

"No way." All the boys looked around at each other apprehensively. Kurt rested his folded hands on his stomach, and picked at his nail beds. There was no way Collin was also a carrier, what are the chances two boys in Lima were able to get pregnant? Well, he did move in from somewhere, Utah? Yeah, it was Utah. Kurt had heard a lot of people had married cousins a hundred years ago or something; and doctors thought that the gene was a mutation, so inbreeding could fit.

Kurt shrugged, thinking he was just psyching himself out. There was nothing to work out; Collin had a stomach bug.

He watched the bathroom doors open, and a slightly disheveled Collin step out. He looked as if he was completely exhausted, and Kurt didn't blame him. He hadn't slept in about a week. He had horrible back pain, and couldn't seem to get comfortable. He just hoped he'd be okay for prom tomorrow. Most people thought they were crazy for waiting until the day before prom to get their tuxes, but Kurt didn't want to buy one then not be able to fit into it. Also he'd only decided to go on Wednesday.

Collin sat down next to Kurt and rifled through the pregnant boys bag for a pack of spearmint gum. He found it with a small sound of triumph and popped a stick into his mouth. All the boys at the table were watching him,

"Baby? When did you start feeling sick?" Collin chewed for a moment then shrugged,

"Last Tuesday. Why?" Last Tuesday was eight days ago. Collin should be contagious if he was sick. But none of the others were catching anything. Not even Dave, who almost constantly had his tongue down the smaller boys throat.

"Maybe we should take you to the doctor." Kurt suggested. Collin shook his head,

"No. I'm fine." Kurt watched Daves expressions. He looked a little hopeful, like someone who really wanted something but was hiding what it was; like a wish made on a birthday cake. Kurt wondered if Dave really did wish Collin were pregnant. I mean, it's a beautiful thing; two people coming together to make a human life. It's like magic. Of course Kurt knows it all has to do with DNA and stuff, but it's thinking about how a life can live and inside another person that makes him wonder about souls and stuff. There has to be something to it.

And just a few nights ago he was lying awake thinking the same thing he is now. He came up with his own 'mini religion'. Energy can't be created or destroyed; it just changes form. SO- what if our souls are actually our ENERGY and when we die it just transfers? Ans can even transfer into someones sperm cell and be "reborn"?

"Kurt? You okay?" Kurt shook his head quickly, snapping out of his little day dream/ religion quest.

"Oh, yeah. What were you saying?" Blaine looked at him suspiciously and repeated,

"We were talking about after prom. What do you think about renting two rooms at the Hilton? My grandma -the only person in my family who accepts me- sent me a portion of my inheritance from her. I get the rest when I graduate." Kurt nodded, a night away from people sounded really nice. And he'd been to the Hilton once; it had a HUGE water jet bath tub that he was itching to soak in.

"Sounds my asking how much she sent?" Blaine shook his head and swallowed his cooling coffee,

"Only 700." Collin nodded,

"How much is your total inheritance?"

"Considering I'm the only grandchild she likes, I get any money that would have gone to the other six grand kids. It's around Two Million dollars." Collin and Dave both choked on their drinks and looked at Kurt who was laughing at them,

"Shut up Kurt. Not all of us know he's rich. Well, THAT rich. So Blaine, when you graduate you're like instantly a millionaire?"

"Not exactly. She didn't want to spoil me while I was still in high school, and even when I graduate she'll be giving me the money in an allowance until she dies; and I have to be working at a full time job or I get cut off. This was just a present."

"How much will the allowance be?" Dave asked, giving Collin another mint to help his stomach. Kurt smiled, Collin and Dave were baffled by the amount of money Blaines family had. And he was too at first. He'd just had time to get used to it, and get informed with Blaine. Blaine never bragged about the money, he said he had no right too because he hadn't earned it himself; but he was open to answering questions.

"2000 a month."

"Wow."

"I know. I'm so grateful to her. OH! That reminds me, Kurt, she's coming down in July. She wants to be here when he's born."

"Why in July? He's not due 'till August."

"She has a feeling he's going to come early."

"I bet Rachel get's that feeling with Finn." Collin smacked Dave in the arm,

"Don't be so crude!" The boys laughed and got up from their chairs and began walking to the door. Dave and Collin had a dinner date, Blaine had work, and Kurt needed to ice his ankles.

"So tomorrow Blaine goes over to Daves to get ready, and me and Kurt stay at the house to dress and they pick us up?" Collin asked, just to make sure he had it straight.

"Yep." Kurt said smiling.

"Sounds like a plan."

::Saturday May 28::

Kurt finished Collins tie and moved on to his own. Kurt and Collin were getting ready at their house while Dave and Blaine were at Daves. Kurt saw Collin still looked a little pale from vomiting earlier this morning.

"Collin, if this doesn't end in a week promise me you'll go to the doctor?" Collin looked at his friend and tried his best to smile and look alright.

"I promise." Kurt sensed a nervousness about Collin, but pushed it down.

They walked over to Kurts vanity and started on their hair. Collin had changed his blue streak to a light lime-ish green to match his and Daves ties. He wasn't doing much other than straightening and smoothing his hair; while Kurt had a complicated looking coif. Kurts hair was growing like a weed due to the prenatal vitamins, he had to get it cut about once a week and it was getting hard to manage.

The boys finished getting ready right as Carole and Burt called them down for pictures with just them.

::Meanwhile::

Blaine looked over at Dave who was attempting to make his hair not so boring. He may have been trying to spike it up in the front, but it wasn't working out.

"Dave?" The bigger boy made a 'huh' noise without turning around from the mirror,

"Do you think Collin could be...you know?"

"The condom broke man. Could be anything." He said with a shrug.

"Do you want him to be pregnant?" Dave finally got his hair to work and finished it off with a little hair spray -the things he did for that boy- and turned around to face Blaine.

"You want the right answer or the honest one?" Blaine lent against the dresser and folded his arms,

"Honest, duh?"

"Yeah." Dave sighed, "Yeah I do."

"Any reason why?" Dave got a little angry and threw his hands up,

"Because I SEE how happy you and Kurt are with this. You guys are having a baby and making a family! I want what you two have. I want a kid of my own with the person I love!" He stopped and wiped a tear from his cheek. He was getting much better at showing his emotions around certain people, and sadness stopped coming out only in anger. "Is that too much to ask for?" He asked in a weak, broken voice.

Blaine walked over to Dave and hugged him, letting Dave rest his head on his shoulder.

"No, it's perfectly reasonable. But you have to understand, Kurt was one in a million or something like that. The chances of Collin getting pregnant aren't very good." Dave stood up and wiped his eyes,

"I know. I just- just wish anyone could have a baby you know? It's an awesome thing, and it sucks that only certain people get to have it." Blaine nodded and felt a pang in his heart. He couldn't imagine not being a father now. It just seemed so right, so perfect. That little baby of his growing inside Kurt, they made him. He was all theirs. And no one could say any different. To adopt, you my think of the child as yours, they may think of you as their parents, but there will always be someone who says differently. And it hurts.

"You never know. Maybe Collin is one in a million too."

The doorbell rang and an excited Carole swung it open to show Blaine and Dave both holding pin-on boutonnieres.

"What the hell are you ringing the doorbell for? You live here. Or did you forget your key?" Blaine shook his head,

"No mom. This is just how its done when you pick someone up." Carole chuckled and ushered the boys inside. The 'mom' and 'dad' titles have gotten a little blended since Blaine and Collin moved in. Kurt even began calling Carole mom at some point, and Finn calling Burt dad. It just seemed to bring them closer together. Even Dave addressed them as mom and dad occasionally.

The boys all got together for a group picture with Finn and Rachel. Then the couples broke off and did their own pictures together. Burt found himself in love with whoever invented the digital camera because they would have run out of film by now for sure. They were using two cameras, and had to have at least 500 pictures.

"Okay dad, I think we're good." Collin said,

"Oh one more of you all together!" Carole said, grabbing Finn and Rachel and squishing them in, "Say Prom Night!"

The opening beat to Just Dance rang out and Kurt and Collin shouted happily. Brittany was on stage shaking her stuff while singing. Her voice working beautifully with the song. Dave and Blaine were over by the drinks -Kurt said he could have two glasses of punch-. They were tired from dancing, and the prom was only about half way in. Blaine had done Pinks Raise Your Glass, so he was done singing for the night but Kurt and Collin were like little rave bunnies. They were jumping and grinding and had their hands in the air. Kurt and Collin still had songs to sing, Blaine didn't know how they had all this energy.

Blaine turned to Puck who was topping off the vodka punch,

"Hey I'm going to the bathroom, keep an eye on Kurt?"

"Yeah man no prob!" He danced over to Kurt and Collin and joined them in their rave moves. Blaine laughed and made his way out into the hall way. He passed by Azimio and some cheerleader making out. Azimio looked up and did that weird masculine chin up nod thing and Blaine returned it. The jocks seemed to be warming up to him and Kurt, probably because Dave had yet to sprout wings and a glittery tail.

He went into the bathroom and did his business. While he was washing his hands Collin ran in with Kurt at his heels and ralphed into a urinal. Dave followed in and rubbed Collins back. Blaine put cool water onto a paper towel and held it at the back of Collins neck. When he finished Collin took a toothbrush and toothpaste out of his bag and brushed his teeth at the sink.

"Baby, I really think you should go to the doc. If it's so bad you're carting a toothbrush with you, it's time for help." Collin nodded and spat.

"You're right. I'll go Monday."

"You still okay to sing?" Blaine asked,

"Yeah. Lets go back in."

Collin got everyone partying again around 11 when it started to slow down with Pinks Get The Party Started. Now it was time for the last slow dance of the night. Kurt had volunteered to sing it, so that his fellow glee clubbers could dance with their dates. But he didn't know Blaine had an after prom surprise for him.

The piano started up with a slower version of Cascadas Every time We Touch.

I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me
I still feel your touch in my dreams
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why
Without you it's hard to survive...

Collin rested his head on Daves shoulder and sighed. If he was pregnant, he wouldn't be upset. Dave was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He was the only person Collin could see himself being with. Sure all teenagers say that, but he felt it. He knew that Dave was special, and there's o one else he'd rather have a family with. So if he was pregnant, so be it.

'Cause every time we touch,
I get this feeling
And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast?
I want this to last
I need you by my side...

Blaine watched Kurt onstage. As soon as Mr. Schue said Kurt could sing the final song Kurt already knew what song he was doing. He sung it all the time. Blaine knew Kurt was singing to him, he always did when he sung this song. He knew he meant the lyrics.

Cause every time we touch, I feel the static
And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky
Can't you hear my heart beat so?
I can't let you go
I want you in my life.

Dave pulled Collin closer, he had nightmares that Collin would leave him, and whenever he did it seemed Collin knew. Because no matter what hour it was, Collin would call and wake him up from the dream. He said he just felt like talking, but Dave knew that Collin must have had a bad dream also. They were made for each other, Dave knew it. And he wanted him in his life until the day he died; and if he had that, he would have the best life.

Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky
They wipe away tears that I cry
The good and the bad times, we've been through them all
You make me rise when I fall.

Kurt rubbed his left hand over his bump as he sang. He felt a little patter of a kick, and smiled into the mike. He looked into Blaines eyes and motioned for him to come up to the stage. This was the first time the baby was kicking, and his father needed to feel it.

'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling
And every time we kiss I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast?
I want this to last
I need you by my side.

Blaine approached the stage as Kurt crouched down, still singing and took his hand, placing it on his stomach. Blaine waited, then felt a tap come from the inside of that blessed stomach. He smiled, and let a tear run down his face.

They sang the last verses of the song together.

'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static
And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky
Can't you hear my heart beat so?
I can't let you go
I want you in my life

'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling
And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast?
I want this to last
I need you by my side.

After the dance had ended, and everyone clapped people began leaving. Blaine held Kurts hand and led him to the gyms storage room. He opened it up and pulled the ladder down. They climbed up and Kurt saw about a hundred white candles of all sized flickering, and a boom box.

"Blaine? What is this?"

"I didn't get to have a last dance with you. So I asked Quinn to come set this up while you were singing." He walked over and pressed play. They sounds of Somewhere Only We Know rang out and Blaine held out his hand,

"May I have this dance?" Kurt smiled and began to dance with his boyfriend, his baby boy kicking happily in the safety of his stomach.

He couldn't wait to hold him in his arms.