Chapter 17

3 years later…

Kurt sighed softly, his head whipping from side to side as he searched through the throngs of people for the man he loved more than life itself, and his own personal mini me in female form. Getting aggravated, he pulled his suitcase to a stop and pulled out his phone trying to reach his husband once more. "Come on Blaine, pick up, pick up." Glaring at the phone when it rung to voicemail once more, Kurt stuffed the offending item back in his pocket and started to search again. His mood was deteriorating rapidly after a nine hour flight when all he wanted was to be curled up watching Disney films with his family as was their Sunday night tradition, Skype had simply not cut it for him during his extended business trip.

"DAAAAAAAAADDDDDYYYYYYYYYYY!" The cry rang out and Kurt's head automatically snapped up, a grin spreading rapidly across his face as he watched people diving out of the way of the four year old currently hurtling through one of JFK's busiest terminals.

Catching Alice, he spun her around in a circle, tightening his grasp on her, loud giggles flowing freely from the young girl. "Oh Bug, I missed you so, so much," Kurt murmured, pressing kisses all over her face before pulling back so she could peck his lips before winding her arms tightly around his neck again.

"Don't never ever go away for that long again, ever," She grinned, pressing her forehead to his.

"Never," Kurt agreed, his eyes closing gently. "Three weeks is far too long to spend away from you lot. Speaking of, where's everyone else?"

"Erm," Twisting in his arms, she chewed her lip nervously, her ice blue eyes scanning the crowd of people, "I don't know?"

Kurt chuckled, "Your mother is going to kill you little girl."

"Yeah, Mommy's not in a great mood."

"Is she big now then?"

"Huuuuuuuge," Alice giggled, puffing out her cheeks and holding her arms out as far as they would stretch, pretending to waddle when Kurt put her down, gripping her hand and squeezing lightly.

Sniggering, Kurt shook his head, "Ally, your Mommy's carrying your baby brother or sister you have to be nice to her right now."

"Sister," Alice corrected, pulling a horrified face at Kurt, "Flynn's enough brother for me thank you very much."

"Alice, you don't know what your Mom's having yet," Kurt laughed, dropping a kiss to the top of her head before grabbing the handle on his suitcase with his spare hand, leading them in the direction that his daughter had come from. "You can't be too disappointed if you have a little brother to play with."

"But I don't want a boy," Alice pouted, Kurt fighting not to laugh at her.

"Well that's just charming," A boy of around fourteen muttered, approaching the pair with his phone in hand. "I mean, what am I chopped liver?"

Alice instantly giggled, attaching herself to the boy's leg until he scooped her up, resting her on his hip. "'Course not. You're my big brother and I love you lots and lots and lots, but I have you to play with and I don't need another brother."

Kurt watched Flynn raise his eyebrow, something he'd noted the boy had only picked up whilst living in the Anderson-Hummel household over the last two years. "Yeah, well you also have Molly as a little sister already, so why do you need another little sister?"

"Well that's different!"

"How?" Flynn replied placing his huffy sister back on the floor.

"Duh," Alice rolled her eyes, her hands finding a natural position on her hips that had Kurt fighting laughter once more when he caught Flynn's eyes and the gleam that streaked through them at riling Alice up. "She's a girl. Everyone knows that girls rule and boys drool."

"Oh really?" Flynn stepped back slightly, blowing a loose strand of black hair out of his cyan eyes and crossing his arms across his chest with a smirk. "Well then maybe it's time that you learnt to walk everywhere Ally."

Alice's eyes widened comically and she dropped to her knees at Flynn's feet, "You'd never do that to me! Flynny you love me, I'm sorry!" She wailed dramatically.

A horrified look flashing across his face, Flynn quickly grabbed her up from the floor, smiling innocently at staring passers by. "Alright, alright, but it'll be fine whether you get a brother or a sister Alice, I promise."

Alice simply smirked, "Told you that you loved me too much."

"You little sneak," Flynn glared. "Hope you hold on to that cuteness 'cause your Mom's on the warpath," He sing-songed, placing her back down and pointing to where the heavily pregnant Dani was fast approaching them, Blaine almost jogging to keep up, his arms wrapped around the pink bundle sat securely in his arms.

"Wuh-oh," Alice gulped, sliding neatly behind Kurt and clinging to the bottom of his jacket, watching Dani with wide eyes.

"Good luck Bug," Kurt whispered, eyeing his best friend out of the corner of his eyes while his focus remained on Blaine and their youngest child.

Flynn simply shrugged and stepped out of the way to let Dani barrel right up to them, wrapping her arms quickly around Kurt and pressing a kiss to his cheek before bending down to Alice's height with great difficulty. "Alice, you have got to stop running off like that, god knows what could have happened to you."

"Sorry Mommy, I got excited," Alice whispered sheepishly, stepping around Kurt to hug her Mother.

Kurt watched them carefully, a small smile on his face as he stepped up to Blaine. "Hi Bumble Bee," He grinned, wrapping an arm around Blaine's waist and kissing him deeply.

"Oh my god," Flynn muttered, ducking his head in embarrassment as a flush spread over his cheeks.

"Oooooh," Alice giggled, Dani biting her lip to stifle her own laugh as she snapped her hands over both Hummel children's mouths to shut them both up.

"How about we go for a walk, hmm kids? Pretty sure we can find some fast food somewhere in this joint," She grinned, grabbing both kids hands and pulling them away from their fathers, ignoring Kurt's horrified look at the sound of fast food.

"I missed you," Blaine whispered, burying his head in the crook of Kurt's neck and inhaling his scent.

Kurt snuggled closer to him, pressing a kiss to Blaine's forehead before pulling back at the soft whine that emitted from the bundle crushed in the middle of the two men. "You have no idea B, no idea whatsoever," Leaning his forehead on Blaine's, Kurt tried to get his grin under control. "Never again. I missed you all far too much." Plucking the bundle from Blaine's arms, Kurt laughed as the small hazel eyes of their seven month old studied him closely before a gummy smile broke out on her face. "Wow Mol, look how big you've got," Laughing, he pressed kisses all over the baby's face while she squealed and waved her arms around. "Seriously though I've been gone three weeks and I'm not sure who's grown more Molly upwards or Dani outwards."

Blaine snorted, grabbing the handle of Kurt's suitcase. "Oh Dani outwards, definitely, she's like ginormous now."

"Blaine Anderson-Hummel, I can hear you," A voice growled and the pair whipped around to find Dani glaring at them while Alice and Flynn focused on their shared box of chicken nuggets, blatantly avoiding getting involved.

Blaine just grinned innocently, swiping a chicken nugget from the pair and pecking Dani on the cheek, "Yet, you still love me Dani."

"That's getting more and more controversial by the day Blainers," She teased lightly, falling into step with Kurt as they headed for the doors of the airport.

"Harsh sweetheart, harsh," Blaine laughed, shaking his head while pulling Kurt's suitcase behind him, his hand wrapped tightly around his husband's.

Dani just smirked and raised an eyebrow, Kurt struggling to control his sniggers at their antics from his place in between them. "Darling I'm eight months pregnant, I can be as harsh as I want to be."

A shriek from behind them found all three adults whipping round to stare at Alice and Flynn in shock, both kids holding onto one chicken nugget, obviously the last in the box. "You had the most Flynn, this one's mine!"

"I'm bigger than you are," Flynn whined, not relinquishing his hold.

Alice's eyes narrowed slightly and she tilted her head to the side, staring around her brother, "Is that Mila Kunis?" She yelled, pointing with her spare hand, mouth dropped in shock.

Flynn yelped, releasing the chicken nugget instantly and flying round to stare in the direction she was pointing. "What? Where?"

"Well played Alice," Blaine muttered, earning himself a jab in the ribs from Kurt as the four year old wolfed down the food.

Cackling slightly, she shrieked when she saw the annoyance flash through Flynn's features. Turning on her heel, she took off through the airport, Flynn following closely behind.

"How much sugar have you fed them while I've been gone?" Kurt murmured in awe while Molly simply giggled in his arms.

"Too much apparently."

"I've got them," Blaine smiled, shaking his head as he ran off to grab his children. Catching up with Flynn first, the young teenager simply laughed when Blaine swung him round in a circle and pushed him back towards Kurt and Dani. Sprinting after Alice, the curly haired man finally caught up to her, swinging her up into the air while she giggled loudly, Flynn dancing around them laughing himself.

Kurt shook his head slowly, chuckling at his family's antics, "Oh god, I did not actually marry a five year old, I did not."

"Well that's insanely debateable," Dani snorted, watching Blaine continue to swing Alice in circles in the crowded airport.

Alice sighed happily as Blaine placed her on his shoulders, finally ready to actually leave the airport. "This isn't as high as Uncle Finn's shoulders, but I'll take it."

"Since when did you become mean about my height?" Blaine queried, his eyebrows shooting into his hairline, Alice resting her head on top of his with another sigh.

"Well, a girl's got to have some fun Papa."

Flynn snickered softly, grabbing Kurt's suitcase once more and walking in step with him, his shoulder brushing against Kurt's arm gently. "Finally forgiven me?" The blue eyed man questioned, his teenage son rolling his eyes up to look at him and shrugging slightly.

"Getting there I suppose," The teenager muttered lowly, pulling a face at Molly to make her laugh.

Dani meanwhile was simply smirking at Blaine, "Whatever happened to my prep school boy Devon? He would never have joined in the antics happening in the airport."

"Windsor-White," Blaine murmured under his breath, skirting away from Dani as she reached to hit him.

Alice glanced to Kurt from where she was still sat up on Blaine's shoulders, swinging her legs against him gently. "Daddy, Daddy, do you want to see what I learnt?"

Kurt grinned, "Sure Bug."

Smiling widely, Alice placed two fingers in her mouth, letting loose a shrill whistle that instantly had a taxi pulling up at the curb. Giggling, she pulled her fingers out of her mouth and looked at a shell shocked Kurt, the others simply laughing at his expression.

"How in the…" Kurt trailed off; his mouth still dropped open in astonishment.

Dani rolled her eyes, smiling at Flynn when he opened the door for her. "Easy Kurt, she's a native New Yorker just like her Mama and her brother." High fiving Flynn, she slid into the taxi less gracefully than she would have without her pregnant belly, ignoring Kurt and Blaine's laughter.

"I cannot believe how big you've gotten lumpy," Kurt smirked at Dani from where he was lounging on Blaine, Dani and Sam curled up together on the couch opposite them.

"Bite me Hummel," She growled, her eyes flickering open while Sam's hand still ran soothingly through her hair.

Kurt just grinned, feeling Blaine's chest rumble with laughter beneath him. "Aww honey. Sweet thing about this time round is that I had nothing to do with this, therefore you can't curse me out or threaten me with castration constantly."

"Exactly how bad was Dani's labour with Alice?" Blaine chuckled, shifting himself round slightly so he could look into Kurt's face.

"We don't ever talk about it," Kurt muttered gravely, Dani shaking her head solemnly against Sam's chest.

"It was a dark, dark time," She whispered.

Kurt smirked slightly as he caught Sam's terrified gaze, "I will say this though Sam, she's a biter so keep your fingers out of the way during the labour and the birth and ignore whatever she says to you during that time. Clearly she never did actually castrate me."

"I can testify to that," Blaine sniggered quietly.

"Oh god," Sam whimpered quietly, staring at Blaine.

The dark eyed man simply laughed at his long time friend, "Don't look at me buddy, I don't have this problem to deal with. Like ever."

Sam glared and Dani rolled her eyes, laughing softly as her gaze caught on the three children all curled up asleep together on the armchair. "You've got Alice tonight right guys?" Both men nodded, smiling as they watched Sam help Dani to her feet. "Co-parenting at its finest."

"Damn straight it is," Kurt laughed, moving to let them out while Blaine started to carry their children to bed, the domesticity of his life catching Kurt once more by surprise as he sighed in contentment.

Walking into the kitchen where Blaine was already washing up from their joint family time, Kurt gently wound his arms around Blaine's waist, pressing a kiss to the base of his neck when Blaine relaxed into his hold. "I missed you so, so much these last few weeks," He whispered, his chin hooking over Blaine's shoulder. "I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love another person you know."

"I do know, and you're my world Kurt Anderson-Hummel. You and our kids are everything to me," Turning his head slightly, Blaine brushed a kiss to Kurt's temple before swinging round in his arms. "Skype sucks compared to having you here Kitkat."

"Always so eloquent with your words Bumble Bee," Kurt laughed, shrieking and ducking away when Blaine started to ruffle his hair, "Blaine Anderson-Hummel I swear to god after all these years you still don't know not to touch my hair?"

"Nah, you'll always forgive me for it, that much I have learnt."

"Don't push me Bumble Bee," Kurt chuckled, drawing him close for a second before yelping and jumping backwards once more, his hands falling to rest on Blaine's shoulders. "Did you get your test results back? What did they say?"

Blaine's eyes instantly dropped to the floor, pointedly avoiding Kurt as he shuffled backwards out of his hold, his arms wrapping defensively around his midsection.

"What baby, was it bad news?" Kurt reached out to cup Blaine's cheek, wincing when the man flinched away from his touch. "Bumble Bee?"

"I, erm, I don't know Kurt," Blaine sighed, staring pointedly at Molly's tiny pink converse sat next to his much larger black ones at the door to the kitchen. "I didn't open them."

Kurt's reaction was almost instant, his mouth dropped in shock as he took a step back from Blaine. "What? Are you freaking kidding me?"

"Not at all, I didn't look at them. Don't want to either," Blaine looked straight into Kurt's eyes as he lifted his chin in an act of slight defiance.

"I cannot believe you!" Kurt exploded, taking another step back from Blaine. "This affects our entire family Blaine. This is our future that you're screwing with here by not finding out!" Kurt shook his head, anger flashing through his eyes, "I just can't believe that you'd be such an idiot to let this slide!"

Hurt and betrayal shone bright in Blaine's watery honey coloured eyes even as Kurt's hands slapped over his mouth, the horror spreading across his face. "Blaine…I-"

"Go for a walk and cool down Kurt," Blaine muttered, cutting his husband off, his voice icy cold. "I've been in a relationship where he talked to me like that before and I won't, no I can't, ever go back to that. So go for a walk and come back when you're ready to talk civilly."

Kurt glared once more at Blaine, brushing up against his shoulder to grab his keys from the bench before turning on his heel and slamming out of the apartment. Blaine turned back to the sink, steadying himself against it as the tears he refused to let fall stung his eyes. Snapping them shut, he forced himself to take a deep steadying breath as he let the now cold water slowly drain from the sink.

"Papa, are you and Daddy gonna get a divorce?"

Blaine froze, the tear tracks drying down his face before he whipped around to come face to face with his two eldest children. Flynn looked simply petrified while Alice had tears streaming down her tiny face, wrapped up tightly in Flynn's arms, her bottom lip trembling with the effort to hold back her sobs.

"Oh Bug," Blaine whispered, cursing Kurt silently in his head, yet still alarmed at the thought of where his husband could be getting himself to in the dead of the New York City night. "No baby girl, we're not, we're just very annoyed at each other. You know just like you and Flynn got annoyed at each other earlier over the chicken nuggets?"

Slowly, the little girl nodded, Flynn's eyes still betraying his terror. "Do you promise? Jerry from schools Mommy and Daddy were mad and they got divorced and he doesn't see his Daddy anymore. I don't want that to happen. I love you," She whimpered, Flynn's arms curling tighter still around her.

Blaine's eyes shut momentarily as he beckoned his two children closer. Alice instantly wriggled out of Flynn's arms running to Blaine and throwing herself into his waiting arms, her tears soaking through his shirt as her petite, quivering body tried to find comfort in his arms. Standing slowly with his young daughter sticking to him like a limpet, the man watched several emotions flicker across his son's face making him look younger than ever. Gently extending one arm towards him, Blaine sighed softly when his face crumpled and he sprinted into Blaine's hold. Holding them both close, Blaine pressed kisses to Flynn's messy curls and Alice's soft temple.

"Guys, we're not going to get a divorce, this was just a little fight that went out of control much too quickly."

"It didn't sound little," Flynn whispered his voice shaking as Alice nodded her agreement against Blaine's shoulder.

Letting out a juddering breath, Blaine managed to shuffle the trio through the apartment to collapse onto the couch each of the children refusing to relinquish any of the hold they had on Blaine. Sighing, he let his head fall on top of Flynn's, cuddling Alice even closer.

"I know it didn't sound little Mouse," He muttered, kissing Flynn's curls gently again even as he felt the boy's faux glare at the nickname. "It is something that your Dad and I are going to have to talk about. But you two have to know that no matter what happens between your Dad and I, the two of you and Molly? You will always, always, be our number one priority and neither one of us are going to leave you no matter what."

"Promise?" Alice questioned, pulling back from his chest so that her tear stained face was watching him closely.

Blaine rested his forehead against hers, one of his hands gently stroking Flynn's curls as his gaze flickered between his two eldest children, a small, sad smile crossing his features. "Promise Bug."

"Can we stay with you tonight?" Flynn mumbled barely audibly.

"Of course, but it's pretty late guys so I think it's about time we went to bed," Blaine sighed standing with Alice still wrapped around him, tugging gently on Flynn's hand, he gently ushered his children into his and Kurt's bedroom, his eyes flickering over the clock with a grimace when he wondered where Kurt was. Lying Alice on the bed, he smiled when Flynn crawled in beside her and they both watched him with their wide blue eyes. "Give me a minute to get changed and I'll be right with the pair of you, and I'm no fool, pick out a film because we all know we're not sleeping anytime soon."

Shutting the door to the bathroom, Blaine sighed softly, resting backwards against it. "Please come home Kurt," He whispered before moving to get changed, pointedly ignoring all of Kurt's moisturising items and special face wash. As an afterthought, he quickly left the bathroom through the other, rarely used door, checking on a still snoozing Molly. Reaching out, he carefully stroked her curls, smiling as she snuffled and leaned into them unconsciously. "Love you little girl," He murmured leaning over the edge of the crib to peck her forehead gently. Dragging a hand through his own hair, he opened her closet to pull out a spare pillow and blanket to leave on the couch.

Wandering back into the bedroom, he shook his head softly as he watched a baby be placed on a doorstep, "No doubt you're my kids then," He smiled. Letting Alice crawl on top of him and Flynn snuggle into his side as 'Harry Potter' slowly began to play out on the television.

Kurt slowly tiptoed back into the apartment his eyes bloodshot, his face streaked with tear tracks and red raw from the cold of the New York City night. Kicking his shoes off, he glanced nervously between the couch and the corridor that led to his and Blaine's room. Sighing, he ran a ragged hand through his wind swept hair and ignored the blanket and pillow that had blatantly been left on the couch for him, starting towards their room, edging slowly and quietly through the dark apartment.

Pushing the door open gently, his heart shattered into more pieces at the sight of his family. Flynn was curled compactly into Blaine's side, his head tucked into the crook of the man's neck and one hand grasping a handful of Blaine's t-shirt so tightly that his knuckles were stark white. His other arm was stretched over Blaine, his hand coming to rest on the small of Alice's back where the young girl was spread over Blaine's chest, one thumb in her mouth while the other hand tugged lightly on the neck of Flynn's t-shirt. Blaine meanwhile simply held their oldest two children as close as he could get them, one hand resting in Flynn's curls and the other splayed out on Alice's back. All three faces held tear tracks.

Resigning himself to a night alone on the couch, Kurt sighed softly and made a move to switch off the TV currently scrolling through the ending credits of a 'Harry Potter' film. Turning back to look at his family once more, he jumped, one hand flying to his heart at the miserable amber eyes following his every move.

"Blaine I thought you were asleep," He murmured softly, climbing onto the bed and folding his feet underneath himself, thankful as ever that his children were moderately heavy sleepers.

Watching Blaine shake his head sorrowfully, his hazel eyes filling with tears once more in the soft glow of the bedside light, Kurt sucked in a deep breath. Reaching over, he carefully rolled Flynn out of Blaine's hold, moving Alice so that she was lying with him instead of on Blaine. Both men froze when Alice muttered in her sleep before she rolled closer to her brother. Grabbing Blaine's hand, Kurt gently guided him out of their bedroom back to the living room couch, the sad hazel eyes never once leaving Kurt.

Sitting opposite his husband on their couch, both with their legs crossed, Kurt let his eyes rake over Blaine, taking in the beauty that was his husband and thanking the god that he still didn't believe in for giving them a second chance. Laying out his hand between them, he tried not to wince when Blaine hesitated before finally sliding his hand into Kurt's waiting one. "Blaine, I…I love you, so much. I just, I need to know once and for all how this is going to end Bumble Bee, this could be the end of everything, and if it's not then we both need to steel ourselves for another battle, but one way or another we will find an end to this, we will. Whether that's right now or ten years down the line, well that depends on those test results. I just, I want you happy and healthy Bumble Bee. "

"Love isn't easy Blaine," Kurt's eyes flashed up to meet Blaine's, his thumbs running gently over the back of the younger man's knuckles. "Love is about risking everything. It's risking your heart. No matter what these results say, I would much rather have loved you as deeply as I have for all of this time and risked losing you, because to be perfectly honest B, a life without love, a life having never met you? That's just not a life worth living. I am so, so sorry, you're not an idiot B. Far from it."

Blaine's eyes flickered over Kurt, taking in his dishevelled hair, his still rosy red cheeks and his cerulean eyes enhanced by the tears shining in them. His nose was running slightly and his shirt was crumpled from where it had been bundled underneath his countless layers. Yet to Blaine, he'd never been more beautiful than he was right there in that moment. This was his Kurt, the Kurt that no one else ever got to see. The messy, emotional, slightly wacky man that he had fallen in love with well over a decade ago and who still held his heart in a vice like grip up until the present day. With a choked sob, Blaine threw himself into Kurt's arms, burying his face in the crook of Kurt's neck and letting the tears flow.

"Sssshhh B, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, not now, not ever," Kurt whispered lovingly, running his hands soothingly through Blaine's curls while rocking them gently.

"I'm sorry Kitkat," Blaine hiccoughed, leaning back to stare into Kurt's love filled eyes, "I'm just scared. I'm a coward. I couldn't open those results. What if it's back again? Then what do I do?"

Kurt snorted softly, "You are anything but a coward Blaine Devon Anderson-Hummel." Stroking his fingers along Blaine's cheekbones, he leant in to press a kiss to his nose. "And I have no idea where this 'I' crap is coming from honey. It's what we will do if it's back, and what we will do is go and see Doc Benson and get back into the fight. But we're never going to know what we have to do until you open those results."

His eyes never leaving Blaine's, Kurt leant around his husband to open the drawer in the coffee table that sat opposite their couch. Pulling out the large brown envelope, he smiled softly at Blaine's predictability. Anything the man was scared of he would shove into the draw until Kurt was there and they could be each other's strength, be that Flynn's final adoption papers, Alice's first report card, the letter that let them know that their surrogate was indeed pregnant with Molly or the deed that had let himself and Dani move the booming business of 'The Coffee Script' into much bigger premises in a more centralised location. "We do this together, okay?" Kurt whispered, kissing Blaine's curls as they both reached to tear open the envelope.

"Kurt, I can't read them, please look first?" Blaine whimpered, screwing his eyes closed and burrowing his face into the crook of Kurt's neck, the designers arms still wound tightly round his body, his trembling hands unfolding the letter slowly.

Kurt's breath suddenly hitched making Blaine's face fly out of his hiding place to look at his husband's face, a squeak of terror flowing from his lips at the tears filling Kurt's eyes. "How bad is it Kitkat?"

Kurt simply shook his head, pushing Blaine backwards onto the couch and pouncing on him with laughter, kissing every inch of his face. "Not bad Bumble Bee, freaking brilliant! You're clear, you've finally got the all clear!"

"What?" Blaine yelped, yanking the letter from Kurt's grasp to read it, a beam spreading over his face. "I'm free. I'm finally free! No more hospitals, no more doctors, no more chemo. None of it," His eyes filled with a childlike wonder when he turned back to Kurt whose face had been overtaken with a Cheshire cat grin. "I'm free."

"That you are baby, that you are," Kurt chuckled, still kissing Blaine's face as he pulled his back tight to his chest in the small space of the couch.

The next morning found the three kids hovering over their parents, Molly held securely in Flynn's arms. A smirk grew on Flynn's face as Alice scratched the top of her head in confusion.

"I don't get it, why are they out here?" Alice queried, her blue eyes staring at her older brother, "Why didn't they share the bed with us?"

Flynn's smirk simply grew, "To quote Aunt Santana Ally Bug, wanky," He sniggered wandering into the kitchen in search of food.

"But I still don't get it?" Alice whined, following her brother's footsteps while their father's slumbered on, small smiles on their faces and oblivious to the mess their children were concocting in the kitchen. "Fllllllyyyyyynn?"

2 years later….

"Hey Uncle Seb?" Alice questioned, a small smirk on her face as she clutched each of her little sisters' hands tightly in hers.

"Yeah Ally babe?" He grinned, looking up at her through the dark lenses of his sunglasses and reaching out to ruffle the sandy blonde curls of two year old Matilda Evans even as she giggled and pulled away to hide behind her older sister.

"Harry's headed for the water," The six year old stated, her smirk growing ever wider.

Propping himself up on an elbow on the blanket he was lying on, Sebastian peered lazily around the trio of young girls. "Nah that's Henry…oh shit!" He yelped throwing himself upwards and taking off down the grassy hill, ignoring the laughter and shouts about his language from the groups gathering of blankets.

Elliott simply rolled his sparkling hazel eyes, watching in slight relief as Sebastian managed to catch up to their eighteen month old and throw him over his shoulder, Molly and Matilda attaching themselves to Sebastian's legs when they caught up. Glancing to the identical little boy sat calmly in his lap, he shook his head softly and pressed a kiss to the top of his green sunhat, "Harry baby boy your brother and your father are goons."

"I could've told you that years ago Elliott," Santana snorted, her head happily lying in Brittany's lap while the woman stroked her fingers through her wife's hair lovingly.

"What happened to family Sundays being non-bitchy times?" Mike laughed, accepting a drink from his wife Lara as he, Puck, Finn and Quinn's husband Jeremy returned from throwing a Frisbee.

A lazy smirk formed on both Sebastian and Santana's faces as the former re-joined the laughing group. "That was never going to happen," They sniggered simultaneously.

"Especially not if Rachel insists on continuously smothering that poor child with sun cream," Santana muttered as she sat up, pulling a face at the squirming baby being held hostage in Rachel's lap.

Shooting daggers at Santana, Rachel started to rub more cream into Tabitha's leg even as the baby whined. "There is nothing wrong with being overprotective Santana! The sun is a very dangerous thing."

"No kidding Sherlock, but if you put anymore cream on that kid she's going to start resembling Casper the friendly friggin ghost."

Rachel turned her glare to Dani as the brunette started to snigger beside her. "Sorry Rachie, but it is pretty funny," She laughed, pulling Molly and Harry closer as they tried to feel the babies growing inside her kick, Matilda and Henry curling up on Sam beside her. "Even Kurt wasn't as protective over Alice in her first year and we've all seen what he's like with his skin."

Kurt's eyes snapped open from where he had been dozing pulled back against Blaine's chest in between the man's bent knees. "Don't bring me into this," Eyeing his six month old niece, he raised an eyebrow slightly, "But I do agree with Santana Tabby's beginning to look like a ghost."

"Her name is Tabitha!" Rachel shrieked eliciting more laughter from the group as she released her daughter who didn't hesitate to crawl into Finn's arms.

"And Tilly's name is Matilda yet she still gets Tilly, go figure," Sam laughed dodging the bagel Rachel threw at his head with a yelp.

The sound of pattering feet and out of breath laughter had most of the adults turning to watch Alice and Quinn's four year old Marco sprinting towards them, an irritated looking Flynn hot on their heels. "Flynn was sucking face! Flynn was sucking face!" Marco crowed as they sped over the blankets and down the other side of the hill, Flynn threatening them all the way.

"He really spends far too much time with Ally," Quinn muttered, watching the younger pair take opposite paths around the lake, giving Marco the opportunity to double back and run into his father's waiting arms.

"Yeah, he probably does," Blaine laughed, groaning under the weight of his daughter and his niece as Molly and Matilda attacked him from behind, begging him to come and play with them and Sam. Kissing the crown of Kurt's head, he stood and threw a squealing girl over each shoulder, heading down the bank to where Sam was already waiting for them with a jump rope.

"I wouldn't have it any other way though," Quinn grinned, watching as Alice was finally caught by Flynn and thrown up into the air, Marco running over and begging for a turn.

"Our family's crazy Quinnie, but I wouldn't change them for the world," Kurt grinned, pulling Quinn close on one side and Dani close on the other as Rachel and Santana continued to argue heatedly, Brittany's head twisting between them in bewilderment.

"We're messed up as shit, but I totally can get that sentiment," Sebastian grinned, collapsing beside them, "Ever think at the end of high school or in early college days that anything would ever end up this way?"

Kurt laughed softly, "Oh definitely not. I was so determined to hate you in high school and then to hate Blaine in college that this whole set up was never even in my mind."

"Not that you ever actually hated Blaine," Dani smirked, switching into Sebastian's arms when he opened them for her.

Kurt glanced up just in time to watch his husband gently cleaning a wound on Alice's knee from where she had obviously just tripped up, swiftly he bent down to kiss the sore knee before kissing each of the girl's tear stained cheeks, pulling both 'Cars' and 'Finding Nemo' plasters out of his back pocket for the now giggling girl to choose from. "No, no I never did," Kurt whispered, smiling as Flynn sat cross legged next to Alice, doing impressions for her as Blaine continued to clean the scrapes on the palms of her hand, Molly leaning over him to inspect, pulling faces at the little specks of blood.

"And we've lost him…" Dani laughed, shaking her head softly.

"Hey you," Blaine murmured, collapsing breathlessly next to Kurt on the grass, reaching out a hand to tickle Tabitha where she was sitting in her Uncle's lap.

"Hey yourself," Kurt beamed, reaching over to kiss his husband tenderly. "I don't know what's more riveting to watch, the kids game of 'Simon Says'," He nodded towards where a laughing Flynn had obviously just told them to stick their tongues out, Marco showing Henry what to do before he lost interest, "Or their game of 'football'." Both men snorted as Rachel caught the ball and stood like a deer in the headlights, Santana, Brittany, Quinn and Elliott all diving on her as Dani failed in her role as referee, crippled with laughter.

"Oh I'd say that game of 'football', if one of them doesn't end up in the hospital it may be a minor miracle."

"God I hope not, I've seen enough of those places to last me a lifetime," Kurt chuckled softly, rolling his eyes onto Blaine's sparkling caramel ones. "Besides it's food and movies at our place tonight, as if they'd miss that with your baking."

Blaine blushed slightly, resting his head on Kurt's shoulder, "You're telling me," He sighed slightly at the bliss of the last few years which had thankfully included very few hospital trips save for the births of their nieces and nephews, "We're still ordering pizza in though right?"

Reigning Tabitha in when she tried to crawl away from him, Kurt turned his head slightly to kiss Blaine's forehead, "Of course, if you want to see any of them, and yes I am including the likes of Seb, Sam and Jeremy in this, on just a sugar rush, then you're mad Bumble Bee." Smiling as the kids all shrieked with laughter, Kurt wrapped an arm around Blaine's shoulder. "It's days like today that make me know that I am exactly where I was always supposed to be."

Blaine sighed happily snuggling closer to Kurt with a nod, "Life isn't all about the big grand gestures Kitkat. It's the little moments. It's the day to day life. Time spent with our family, our weird, insane, albeit slightly messed up family. That is what matters to me and what makes all the difference in life."

"When did you get so philosophical?" Kurt grinned with a raised eyebrow.

"Just shut up and kiss me already."