But as the weeks went past, Kurt began to feel a little ill. He'd been throwing up off and on, and was always tired. Carole was sitting on the edge of his bed, petting cool water over his forehead.

Caroles mothering instincts were pointing her towards pregnancy, but she shook it off because Kurt was a boy. And as far as she knew, there was only one boy who'd become pregnant. It was last year in London England. He was twenty two, and he died because his body couldn't accommodate to the baby.

She pushed the thought away, saying Kurt was a perfectly healthy boy and couldn't have a baby. But she kept having this feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was up. So she figured she'd just ask the question that was nagging at her,

"Honey?" Kurt moaned and looked at the woman, making a 'huh' sound. "When you and Blaine, you know, had sex... Did you use a condom?"

"I don't have an STD Carole." He said in barely a whisper, mustering all of his strength to roll his eyes. Carole had to smile at the boys bitch face. He didn't seem to threatening when he was sick. He seemed small, and fragile. Like he could break. "We were both virgins." Carole wasn't worried about STDs though. She was worried about a little life growing inside her step son. A little life that could possibly kill him.

"So...no condom?" Kurt slowly shook his head no. Carole sighed and kissed him on the forehead. "Alright sweety. Get some rest, I'm going to go call the doctor and make and appointment." Kurt mumbled something about TV dinners and Carole just shook her head and walked out of the room to dial the Doctors office where she worked.

"Hi, Cindy? It's Carole. Yeah do you remember that boy you told me about? The one who got pregnant in London?"

"Yeah. Why?" She looked back up the stairs to Kurts room and listened, to make sure he hadn't heard him.

"I think Kurt might be pregnant."

"Isn't he your step-son?" Carole sighed and sat on the bottom step, switching the pone to her other ear so she could easily listen upstairs,

"Yeah. He's been showing signs for a few weeks, and he just told me he didn't use a condom when he was with his boyfriend."

"Maybe you should bring him in. Just to rule anything out. Plus if he's been sick for that long he needs to be checked out anyway."

"Yeah. Yeah, I'll be in tomorrow at three?...Kay, thanks Cind." She pressed the end button and sighed.

She rubbed her temples and rested her hand against the wall. She loved Kurt, and considered him to be her own son. She knew if Kurt was pregnant, he wouldn't abort it. She couldn't bear to see him in pain like that. She couldn't bear to lose him. She knew it would Kill Burt to lose Kurt, and then It dawned on her. She needed to tell Burt what she thought was going on.

She dialed Burts number and waited, he picked up on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Burt, Honey It's me. I need to talk to you about something."

Kurt, Burt and Carole were in the waiting room at the doctors office. Carole had called Burt and told him what she thought. She told him how Kurt said they did not use a condom, and that Burt was a little upset about, but got over it. Burt was worried when Carole told him that the boy who had had a baby in London died because his body could not take the strain of a baby.

He was looking at his son, his perfect little boy that had held his finger when he was born. He just wrapped his little hand around his fathers finger and held on tight. Everyone knew he would be a daddies boy, but what they hadn't expected, was for daddy to be the only one he would have.

The day Kurts mother died, she kissed Burt, and told him that he would have to fight for Kurt, to fight to keep him happy and safe. She told him that Kurt was gay (Kurt didn't even know he was at the time) and she made Burt promise her that he would be there for him, no matter what.

Burt was going to keep that promise until the day he died, and if he could, after.

"Kurt Hummel?" The family stood, Carole holding Kurts hand, and they walked into the back where they had the exam rooms.

They entered the small room, Burt and Carole took two of the padded chairs, and Kurt sat on the exam table.

"So," The doctor began, flipping through the questionnaire they filled out while they were waiting, "I'm Mark, and I'll be your doctor." He extended his hand, Kurt shook it and he shook hands with Burt and Carole. He sat at the computer and typed a few things from the questionnaire, and looked to Kurt.

"Alright, take off your shirt."

"Whoa big boy, gonna buy me dinner first?" The doctor furrowed his brow and looked at Kurt quizzically. Burt laughed at the doctors face,

"He's kidding. He has a boyfriend." Mark laughed as Kurt removed his shirt and folded it neatly, setting it on the counter. Mark did a few tests and told Kurt he could put his shirt back on.

Then he took some blood from Kurt and told him he would be back in a few minutes.

Five minutes later Mark came back in with an older woman. She had raven hair dusted with grey and black horn-rimmed glasses.

"Hello Kurt. I'm Patricia, you can call me Patty. I'll be your Obstetrician."

Kurt was sitting on the couch in the living room, looking at the appointment schedule. Carole and Burt were in the kitchen, explaining to Finn that they had to keep everything very low-stress for Kurt. That he couldn't be too worked up, excited, stressed, sad, or scared.

Kurt picked up the phone, and dialed the only person he could turn too,

"Hello?" The girl on the other line said,

"Quinn?" He twisted the home phones cord around his finger,

"Kurt? Whats up?"

"I-I need you to come over. I-I need help."

Ten minutes later Kurt was sitting next to Quinn on the sofa, both had cups of Kurts special hot-cocoa. Kurt was fiddling with his sweater when Quinn cleared her throat.

"What did you need help with Kurt?" Kurt sighed and pushed the appointment schedule over to Quinn and she looked through it,

"Y-You're..."

"Yeah. One month." She had tears in her eyes,

"Does Blaine kn-"

"No. Quinn, I'm so scared. Wh-what if he leaves me." Quinn shook her head.

"Kurt. That boy loves you. And he's going to love this baby. You need to tell him, like now. Or else he's going to be pissed if he finds out from someone else. Remember Finn attacking Puck?"

"That's because you cheated on him..." Quinn nodded and set the papers on the coffee table,

"But don't you think it would have lessened the blow if I was the one who told him? Not someone else?" Kurt nodded and sighed, sinking into the couch, and took a sip of his cold cocoa.

"You're right. Thanks Quinn."

"So," She smiled, "Are you keeping it?" Kurt smiled and nodded,

"Yeah. I am."

Kurt pulled up into the Lima Bean parking lot three days after talking to Quinn. Blaine had been out of town with his parents. Once he knew Blaine had been home for a few hours, he had texted him, saying he wanted to meet here. He wanted to tell him, but he was really scared. He was worried about Blaine leaving him, he didn't want to lose Blaine, but he knew if he didn't tell him now, he would definitely lose him. He rubbed his stomach,

"Were gonna be okay cookie. We can do this." He'd been calling the baby cookie, because all he had been wanting to eat for about three days were chocolate chip cookies and milk. Mmmm... His stomach growled, cookies and milk sounded really good right now. He'd have to see if they have any.

He walked through the glass doors and was welcomed by the jingle of a bell, and a blast of cool air. He walked over to the counter, getting three fresh cookies and a glass of white milk and made his way over to the table at the back where Blaine sat.

"Hey baby." Blaine greeted as Kurt sat down his food and kissed him on the cheek,

"Hey love. How was your trip?" Blaine groaned and rolled his eyes,

"Boring. When will my dad get it that I DON'T want to take over his law firm? I just don't get it, why does he push this so frigging hard?" Kurt smiled and took his boyfriends hand,

"He just wants to see you be successful and have a good life baby. But you're right, he needs to let you do that your way." Kurt removed his hand, and broke a cookie in half, dipping it into the milk. After a few bites of cookie Blaine asked,

"So, not that I mind if it's a 'just because' thing, but why did you want to meet me here?" Kurt set down his cookie and Blaine studdied his sudden frown. He took his boyfriends hand, "Baby? Whats wrong?" Kurts eyes welled with tears and he took a shuddering breath. He reached into his messenger bag and pulled out the papers, sliding them over to Blaine.

Blaine flipped through the pages, He set the packet down.

"I-I'm... We're, going to be parents?" Kurt nodded and looked at the table. He felt Blaine get up from the table, and was sure he was going to walk out and never speak to him again.

But then he felt his boyfriends strong arms wrap around him and then kiss him on the neck.

"I can't wait, to be a dad, Kurt. I love you so much." Kurt finally let his tears fall free, and he kissed Blaine passionately,

"I love you too baby."