Title: Dalton Academy?

Characters: Kurt H., Blaine A.

Summary: AU. Kurt and Blaine had been best friends since they were 9. Blaine suddenly moved the beginning of the school year leaving Kurt. Will Kurt ever find Blaine again? Will they become more than friends? Mpreg.

Genre: Romance, Drama

Rating: M

Multi-Chapter

Authors note: I changed some things in this story to make it more understandable:

1) Burt met Carole when Kurt was eleven.

2) Kurt never had his crush on Finn

3) Burt never had his heart attack

I think i have it all. If I missed anything just tell me and i'll add it to the list.

Chapter: 25

AN: I've decided that this chapter is going to be mostly about Adam and Dave's relationship since I've basically cut them out. This was my face when I realized I forgot completely about Artie for the Sexy Songs and basically the whole story :O! LOLL, ANYWAYS HE’S GOING TO JUDGE THE PERFORMANCES WITH MR. SHUESTER.

Dalton Academy?

(15 years old)

[3 months along]

*So here’s what you missed on 'Dalton Academy?' Rachel and Kurt become friends again and everybody choose the song they want to sing for their assignment.*

    Adam and Dave were asleep in Dave's bed. Ever since Dave's mom let Adam move in they have been snuggling every night Dave spooning Adam. It was now 4:13 when Dave woke up.

"Adam your wet." Dave stated

"What?" He mumbled and looked back at Dave. Dave's eyes widened as he jumped out of bed. He saw his boxers were covered in blood from where Adam was spooned. He pulled off the covers off of Adam and saw that Adam was dripping blood from his ass. Dave gasped as Adam started to cry.

"Mom! Dad! We need to go to the hospital!" Dave yelled out the door looking at a bloody crying Adam.

"What?" Dave's mom asked as the first one to show up. She looked at Adam and saw all the blood.

"Oh my god Adam what’s going on?"

"I don’t know! Dave! What about our child!" Adam yelled and clutched his stomach. Dave too stunned to say anything.

“Child? Adam! You were pregnant?”

“Are…” Adam corrected.

"Were. This is a miscarriage. We have to get you to the hospital. How far along were you?"

"Two months next week."

"Alright so this miscarriage may not hurt as much."

"Oh my god!" Adam said throwing his head back in pain. Dave let out a few tears in the process his shaking hand covering his mouth.

"Paul! Call 911!" Mrs. Karofsky yelled as she watched Dave start to cry. "Come here." She said letting Dave cry in her arms.

"My child is dead and my best friend/ boyfriend is in pain."

"Don't worry Dave. It doesn't mean you can't have another child."

"It’s going to be harder to make it... Now Kurt's children is going to be like a year older."

"Kurt's pregnant!"

"Yeah…"

"How far along were the two pregnancies?"

“A month and two weeks.”

"How far along is Kurt?"

"Three months..." They heard a siren of the ambulance. Paul was waiting outside and directed them to Dave's room. Dave held a moaning Adam's hand as he cried in pain. The worker men carried Adam onto a gurney and brought him into the ambulance another man came up to Dave, Paul and Mary.

"What are you relations towards Mr. Gonzalez?"

"He doesn't like to be called by his last name. ADAM lives with us and he's my boyfriend." Dave spoke up.

"Were you the father?"

"Yes"

"I'm sorry." the woman said then walked away. Dave followed the man into the ambulance and stood next to Adam.

"It'll be alright. We'll just make another baby." Dave said and let a few tears spill. Adam reached up and wiped the few tears.

"I love you. Do you know that?" Adam said looking into Dave's brown eyes.

"Yes I know and I love you sooo much more." Dave said laughing then leaning in to kiss him. They stood there kissing until they finally reached the hospital.

(AN: I don't know how a miscarriage looks or what they do or anything. I HAVEN'T BEEN PREGNANT YET! So let’s just skip two days later. Adam and Dave are at school.)

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Dave and Adam walked into the school, Adam crying onto Dave's chest and Dave's arm wrapped around him protectively.

"Hey guys." Kurt said smiling. "What’s wrong?" he asked. Adam turned around and started to sob harder onto Dave's chest. Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No... Adam had a miscarriage." Dave said looking down rubbing Adam's back. Kurt gasped.

"Oh my god! Adam I'm so sorry!" Kurt said hugging him. Adam did not reply, just grilled Kurt and walked away.

"Why are you grilling me?"

"The doctor said that she didn't give me the pills because I have an allergic reaction to the pills and that I would have killed the baby. If you had never given me those pills my baby would still be alive!" Adam said running into the nearest bathroom.

"Oh so now it’s my fault! You should have told me that before you took the pill!"

"I didn't know!"

"I didn't know either!"

"I hope your children die! Have the same emptiness I feel!" Kurt gasped and started at Adam.

"You know what? Fuck you..." Kurt said walking out of the room. Dave stood outside of the door hearing the whole argument.

"It's not your fault..." Dave said grabbing Kurt's arm.

"I didn't do anything."

"I sure he doesn't really hope your children die."

"I'm sorry for the pills but he should have said something. I feel so bad now." Kurt said letting out a few tears.

"Come here." Dave said and opened his arms. Kurt slowly walked into his arms and started to cry on his chest. Blaine came back with a box of cigarettes in his hand and the smell of smoke.

"What happened?" he asked clicking his tongue ring that he decided to keep since Kurt loved it.

"Adam had a miscarriage and blamed Kurt." Dave explained handing Kurt to Blaine. Kurt snuggled into Blaine.

"It's not my fault." Kurt mumbled into Blaine's shirt. He was starting to get used to the smell of Blaine's cologne mixed in with the smell of smoke.

"I know baby. He's just sad."

"He said he hoped our children died..." Kurt said looking up with watery eyes.

"What! He can't just say that! You didn't know that the pills will kill his child."

"I know Blainey but I feel so bad!" Kurt yelled crying harder onto Blaine's shirt.

"Let— let’s just go to Spanish."