Chapter One: The (Not) Break-Up

Blaine Anderson had never been more nervous before in his life. And that was saying something; he had performed at amusement parks. He clutched a bouquet of roses tightly in one hand, raising the other to knock on the door to Kurt's New York City apartment. He hid his face behind the flowers as the door slid open almost immediately. Steeling his courage, Blaine moved the flowers out of the way.

“Surprise!” Blaine exclaimed, managing to muster a convincing smile.

Kurt gasped. “Blaine!”

Blaine saw Finn and Rachel getting to their feet and moving towards him. Kurt took the flowers and pulled Blaine in for a tight hug.

“This is amazing but I wasn't expecting you for two weeks!”

“I know. I just . . . couldn't wait any longer,” Blaine said, satisfied that he wasn't technically lying to his boyfriend. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too,” Kurt said, pressing a kiss to his lips.

“I can't believe you're here!” Rachel interrupted, embracing him.

Finn offered a fist for Blaine to bump, who complied in surprise.

“Finn, what're you doing here?” Blaine asked. He had not expected to see him.

“I'm not really sure, honestly, but it's good to see you, man!” Finn answered.

“You're all dressed up. Oh, no, you were going out, weren't you?” Blaine asked with a frown. He knew he should have called instead of showing up on Kurt and Rachel's doorstep but he didn't want to give himself any extra time to back out.

“We're going to Callbacks,” Rachel informed him. “It's a karaoke bar where all the NYADA students hang out. You have to come with us!”

“I don't want to intrude,” Blaine said hesitantly. He had to tell Kurt about the baby and the sooner the better.

“Nonsense,” Kurt protested. “You're coming with us.”

“Oh-okay then,” Blaine said.

Kurt put the roses in some water and Rachel grabbed her purse. Before Blaine knew it they had hailed a cab and were on their way to Callbacks. The bar was nicer than what Blaine had imagined for a college hangout. Kurt found a high-top table for them to sit at. Blaine listened as Rachel prattled away but didn't join in the conversation. He was trying to figure out how to broach the subject of the pregnancy when Kurt addressed him.

“Blaine, are you okay?” he asked. “You seem a little down.”

“I'm great,” Blaine lied. “It was just a . . . rough flight. I had a middle seat because I booked the tickets at the last minute.”

“Well I am glad that you did,” Kurt said with a brilliant smile. “Our first night out in New York! We'll never forget this!”

“That's for sure,” Blaine mumbled.

Kurt didn't hear him, thankfully. Rachel chose that moment to announce she wanted to sing and dragged Brody to the stage with her. Blaine watched as they performed, an idea slowly coming to him. When she rejoined them his mind was made up.

“I want to sing something,” Blaine said suddenly.

“Just ask Pasqual,” Brody told him, pointing to the man behind the piano.

Blaine made his way to the man in question, asking if he could steal the piano for a performance. The man moved out of the way and Blaine took a seat on the bench. He played a few notes before lifting his mouth to the microphone. A hush fell over the room instantly.

“Hi, everyone,” Blaine said nervously. “I want to sing something that's very special to me. It's a song that I sang the first time I met the love of my life. So, Kurt, this is for you.

“Before you met me, I was all right but things were kinda heavy. You brought me to life. Now every February, you'll by my Valentine, Valentine! Let's go all the way tonight. No regrets, just love. We can dance, until we die. You and I will be young forever,” Blaine sang. Tears filled his eyes and he fought them back fiercely.

“'Cause you make me feel like I'm livin' a teenage dream. The way you turn me on. I can't sleep. Let's run away and don't ever look back, don't ever look back. My heart stops when you look at me. Just one touch, now, baby, I believe. This is real. So take a chance and don't ever look back, don't ever look back.” Blaine watched as the smile slid off of Kurt's face. He panicked as more tears fought their way to the surface.

“I'mma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight. Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight. You make me feel like I'm livin' a teenage dream. The way you turn me on. I can't sleep. Let's run away and don't ever look back, don't ever look back. My heart stops when you look at me. Just one touch, now, baby, I believe. This is real. So take a chance and don't ever look back, no! I'mma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight. I'll let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight.”

Blaine ignored the applause, fighting back his tears once more as he joined Kurt at the table. He didn't have a chance to sit down before Kurt's hand was in his and pulling him out of the bar. Finn and Rachel walked in front of them. Kurt didn't speak until they had reached the park.

“So that was moving,” Kurt said uncertainly. “I guess I'm kind of wondering why that was.”

“Well, I really missed you,” Blaine answered. He knew he was dragging things out but the words wouldn't come.

“I miss you too and I'm really glad that you're here. . . . But you've been so emotional and weirdly sad. Please stop pretending that there's nothing wrong,” Kurt said seriously.

Blaine stopped walking. He knew this was the moment. It was now or never.

“I'm pregnant.”

Kurt's eyes widened comically. “What?”

“I swear I didn't know I was a gene carrier,” Blaine said hurriedly. “If I did I never would have asked that we not use condoms. But I thought we were okay! We were both virgins and I didn't think we could get pregnant and-”

“Blaine, please, slow down,” Kurt interrupted, taking both of Blaine's hands in his.

“I'm so sorry, Kurt. I'm just – I'm so sorry,” Blaine said through his tears. “I didn't mean for this to happen.”

“Have you been to the doctor yet?” Kurt asked, effectively cutting off Blaine's rambling.

“Not yet,” Blaine said in confusion. “Why?”

“Then there's a chance that it was a false positive. I'm assuming you took a home pregnancy test.” Blaine nodded. “We'll go down to the free clinic tomorrow and they can tell us for sure. Until then, try to relax.”

“How can you be so calm about this?” Blaine asked. “I ruined your life!”

“You did no such thing,” Kurt protested. “First of all, if you are pregnant, it takes two, Blaine. And we'll get through this, just like we've gotten through everything else that life has thrown at us. We're in this together, always together.”

“I love you so much,” Blaine said.

Kurt pulled Blaine to him, holding him tightly. Once Blaine's tears had subsided, Kurt led him over to Rachel and Finn. They caught a cab back to the loft together. Rachel and Finn disappeared into Rachel's curtained-off bedroom the instant they were home. Kurt and Blaine showered together, where Blaine broke down once more.

Kurt hated seeing his boyfriend so upset but he knew there was little he could do to comfort him until they went to the doctor the next day. He helped Blaine into his pajamas and tucked him into bed before dressing himself. He slid into bed next to Blaine, smiling when his lover instantly moved into his arms. Blaine drifted off to sleep quickly. Kurt couldn't stop his hand from sliding over Blaine's flat stomach, thinking about the possible life growing there.

It was safe to say all four of them slept fitfully that night. Kurt finally abandoned all hope of rest at seven and left Blaine asleep. He made himself a cup of coffee and settled into a chair with his back to the window. He heard stirring from Rachel's bedroom and looked up to see Finn sneaking out with his backpack slung over one shoulder.

“You can't just run away,” Kurt said, startling his stepbrother.

“You scared me.” Finn jumped. “I thought I was the only one awake.”

“I couldn't sleep,” Kurt said, “and I didn't want to wake Blaine.”

“You guys okay?” Finn asked. “He seemed upset last night.”

As unobservant as his brother could be, Kurt was honestly surprised Finn had noticed. He drew in a deep sigh, knowing there was no point in hiding the truth. If Blaine really was pregnant, everyone would know soon enough.

“Blaine thinks he's pregnant,” Kurt said.

Finn's bag fell to the floor and he sank into a chair beside Kurt. Kurt took it as his sign to continue.

“Apparently no one in his family thought to tell him he's a gene carrier, which really shouldn't be that surprising considering his parents like to pretend he's straight.”

“Did he take a pregnancy test?” Finn asked.

Kurt nodded. “It was positive. We're going to the doctor today to make sure.”

Finn nodded. He stood up, grabbing his bag once more. “I don't want to be here when Rachel wakes up, but call me if you need me.”

Kurt nodded. Finn surprised him by pulling him into a hug before disappearing out the door.

K/B

Blaine pulled his shirt over his head, handing the garment to Kurt who folded the material carefully. The ultrasound technician squirted gel on Blaine's stomach, warning him too late that it would be cold. With bated breath, Kurt and Blaine watched as an embryo appeared on the screen.

“Congratulations. You're pregnant.”

K/B

Blaine felt numb, sickeningly numb. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that he would be a father at seventeen, much less to a child that was biologically both his and Kurt's. Blaine let Kurt do the talking as they walked home. He immediately made plans to take a few days off of work to return to Lima with Blaine so they could tell Burt and Carole the news.

“No matter what you're not in this alone,” Kurt repeated his words from the previous night.

“I don't know what I'd do without you,” Blaine said seriously.

“Well, you probably wouldn't be knocked up at seventeen,” Kurt said with an attempt at humor.

Blaine didn't laugh.

“This isn't the end of the world,” Kurt said, surprising Blaine. “You're eight weeks along; your due date isn't until May 16th. You'll finish out most of your senior year before you deliver. Maybe you can take your exams from home with a proctor so you won't have to go back to school.”

“But what about your life?” Blaine asked.

“I'll move home,” Kurt said. “I'll give Isabelle my two weeks' notice and be back home before November.”

“No, Kurt, I can't ask you to do that,” Blaine argued.

“You're not asking me to,” Kurt told him.

“But you're not the one who's pregnant. You shouldn't have to give up your dream job because I screwed up.”

“We both screwed up,” Kurt insisted.

“Still,” Blaine persisted, “I can't let you give up Vogue.”

“I'm not leaving you to raise this baby on your own,” Kurt said passionately.

“What about adoption?” Blaine asked.

Kurt stopped in his tracks. “You don't want to keep it?”

“I-I don't know,” Blaine stammered. “Everything's happening so fast. We're both so young.”

Kurt nodded. He took Blaine's hands in his. “We are young. But we're in love. And I never thought I would be able to have a child with you, a child that is a part of both of us. This is . . . a miracle. And if you don't see it that way I understand. But I love you, and I love this baby. I want us to be a family.”

“Kurt,” Blaine sighed happily. He threw his arms around Kurt, burying his face in his shoulder. Kurt's hands soothed up and down his back as Blaine cried.

“Come on,” Kurt said once Blaine had dried his eyes. “Let's get you home.”

K/B

The next day, Blaine walked into the choir room alone. He had caught a flight home with Kurt the previous evening. Now Kurt was spending time with his father while Blaine was at school. They planned to tell Burt and Carole about the baby over the weekend.

“Hey,” Finn greeted him.

“You were already gone by the time I woke up yesterday,” Blaine said as he approached him. “Did Kurt tell you?”

“He called me this morning,” Finn said.

Blaine opened his mouth to reply but suddenly the rest of the glee club was streaming in. He gave Finn a pleading look, hoping he would understand that Blaine was not ready for them to know. Not yet. Finn gave the smallest of nods. Blaine took his seat as the club gathered around the graduate. And if Sam was looking between the two of them suspiciously, Blaine didn't notice.