"Hey baby? What'cha doing on the floor?" He asked, looking down and cocking his head with and eye brow raised. He noticed pants strewn across the floor, and a scowl on his lovers face.

"My fucking pants wont button." Blaines eyes widened . The only time Kurt would swear was during sex. He was either horny, or really pissed off. Sadly Blaine did know it was the latter, but in the back of his mind he couldn't wait for the stage of the pregnancy where Kurt would be horny twenty four seven. He smirked to himself at the thought, a very horny Kurt.

"Oh baby. Want to wear a pair of mine?" He cooed softly,

"Nooo." He whimpered, "I wanna wear mine. I wanna wear my red skinny jeans." It broke Blaines heart to watch Kurts bottom lip tremble and his eyes well with tears. He got onto his knees and into his lovers lap kissing him softly on the head, and whispered against his soft skin,

"You can wear my red skinny jeans..."

"I'm fat. And I'm just going to get bi-hiccup-gger..." He cried. Blaine stood and picked him up, bridal style and carried him over to the bed. He cradled Kurt in his arms,

"Oh baby. You're pregnant, not fat. There's a difference." Kurt whimpered into his chest, "And you know, we do have an appointment to see our baby soon. So why don't you put on my red skinnys and I'll go get you a cookie." Kurt sniffled a few times and looked up to Blaines face,

"C-Can it be chocolate -hiccup- chip?" Blaine chuckled and kissed a teary eyes Kurt on the lips gently,

"It will be chocolate chip."

After Kurt was dressed, and got his cookie, He Blaine and Burt were in the car, making their way to the hospital for Kurts ten week ultra sound. Kurt was a bundle of nerves and Blaine was doing everything in his power to calm him down. But to no avail, Kurt was to the point of hyperventilating, and Burt was worried he might hurt himself, or the baby. So the older Hummel put more pressure on the gas and got them to the hospital fast, to minimize Kurts thinking time.

"Daaaaad" Kurt started, "Slow down. I'd like to get there ALIVE." Burt smiled at his son in the back seat, and noticed the pants he was wearing. He furrowed his brow,

"Are those Blaines pants?" Blaines eyes widened and he shot Burt a panicked look. Burt caught on as Kurt bottom lip began to treble, "They look great son! You look great..." He saw tears well in his sons eyes as he looked at Blaine, pleading him to fix it. Kurt began to cry and Blaine unhooked his seat belt, crawling into the back seat and re-hooking himself in. He pulled Kurt over to him and petted his hair,

"Baby, you look great. shhhhh.."

"No." Kurt cried, "I'm fat and round and I'm supposed to be a sexy little twink and I can't be fat and sexy!" Blaine watched as Burt made his 'I didn't want to hear that' face and he turned back to his lover.

"Baby. I love you, and honestly, knowing my baby is in there is the sexiest thing in the world to me." He lent down and whispered so Burt couldn't hear, "It really turns me on too." Kurt sniffled and replied,

"Really?"

"You have no idea, I'm hard just thinking about how that baby got there." Again, he whispered so the Burt couldn't hear. A bright red blush painted Kurts cheeks and he smiled a little. Burt sensed that something was going on in the back seat and sped up some more, he just wanted to get to the hospital and sit down.

"Dad! Seriously, . DO W N."

"Stop eye humping Blaine!" The two boys chuckled at the scandalized look on Burts face. Burt had become more accustomed to seeing Blaine and Kurt being affectionate, and with some encouraging from Kurt he had begun to give Blaine more affection, such as hugs and lots of praise. Burt had never been a very touchy feely person, but after seeing how much Blaine was longing for a father, he had begun to become used to it.

Blaine had been calling Burt dad for a while, although it felt weird on his tongue at first, but now it rolled off naturally. He really did feel like Burt was his father. Not in the way that made Kurt his brother, but like a very close father in law.

Blaine and Burt both smiled to themselves. Burt because he had three wonderful sons, and a grand baby on the way, and Blaine because he finally had a family.

"Hummel?" Blaine and Kurt stood up, Kurt looked over to his father,

"Aren't you coming?" Burt smiled, but shook his head,

"No, this is something you and Blaine need to do. I'll be out here if you really need me. Good luck." Kurt smiled and hugged his father, Blaine seeing Kurt hug Burt, followed by example. That was the thing Kurt really wanted to ween Blaine off of, he would only hug Burt if Kurt did first, or Burt initiated it. The boys waved goodbye to Burt as they stepped into the exam room.

Blaine took his seat next to the bed while Kurt laid down and rolled his shirt over his slightly swollen belly. As the flesh was reviled; Blaine got a whiff of the cocoa butter that Kurt rubbed on his stomach to prevent stretch marks. Blaines mouth began to water, because Kurt just tasted so damn good after using that stuff.

But before Blaine could ravish his lover, Patty walked in.

"How's my favourite couple?" She asked, in her chipper manner that Kurt loved. Kurt smiled and replied to her,

"Pretty good. I'm really hormonal though." She laughs and tuned to Blaine,

"Is it tears or anger?" Blaine smiled and moved some stray hairs out of Kurts face,

"Tears. Lots of tears."

"Well, you only have about a month and a half before he wants sex all the time. Like twenty four seven. I remember when I was pregnant with my first daughter, at sixteen. My boyfriend left me and all I can remember was wanting sex, from ANYONE who would give it to me. It was terrible." She shook her head at the memory. "Now, in 1975 in the small town of Lima Ohio everyone and their mother knew about me being pregnant, and I was labeled a total slut." She said, spreading the blue ultrasound goo onto Kurts twitching abdomen.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Blaine offered,

"It's fine really. She's 36 now, and I have two lovely grand children from her. She did get pregnant young too. At seventeen. I guess it is true that history repeats itself. Was your mother a teen mom, Kurt?" Kurt thought for a moment, his dad was thirty five, and he was two years older than his mom. Kurt being seventeen would mean that his mom conceived at sixteen.

"yeah. I-I guess so." She smiled and moved the wand over Kurts stomach,

"Well, looks like every things okay. You can know the sex in eight weeks." The boys smiled and she took a few last measurments. "Do you want a DVD?" Kurt nodded eagerly and she handed the disk to Blaine. The boys smiled and made their way out to Burt.

The bald man smiled and stood up,

"is everything alright?" Kurt smiled and handed the DVD to him,

"everythings perfect."