The appointment with Dr. Riker didnt go anywhere near as planned and the news was far from reassuring. Even so, they made their way back to the apartment with a new plan that would be set into action the following day.

Kurt helped Blaine up the stairs to their apartment. Where as previously Blaine would have raced him up, would have been sitting on the couch smiling by the time Kurt made it up the four flights, he was now struggling to find the strength to get up each step. Kurt could see how tightly he grasped the banister, placing so much of his weight on it to pull himself up, could see each wince, and hear each intake of breath.

When they finally made it into the apartment, Kurt eased Blaine on to the couch then walked over to stand in front of the ladder leading to their bedroom.

He stared up and clapped his hands together, "First things first, we need to redo the apartment."

Blaine opened his eyes and lifted his head from where it was resting on the back of the couch, "Redo what? Why?"

Kurt walked over to his fiancé and sat with him, pulling him so that Blaines head rested on his shoulder. He ran his hand up and down the side of his arm, "Well, we need to bring the bed down here for sure...maybe Ill put our desks up there...yea, I think that could work. We could rearrange the couches a little, I think it would fit in that nook."

"Why are we redecorating?" Blaine looked at him confused.

Kurt kissed his forehead, "I know you want to pretend that everything is the same, but youre having more trouble with walking than you were. I dont want to worry about you being stuck up there or falling down."

Blaine blushed, embarrassed, "Im not...I wont."

"Blaine, you heard what Dr. Riker said, at least for the time being youre going to be weak, thats why he gave you the prescription for the cane. Thats not even taking into account the new treatment, which we have no idea how youll react to. Please just let me do this, it will make me feel better."

Blaine sighed a little from his shoulder but nodded his head, his Buckeyes hat skewing to the side a little. He scooted closer to Kurt, who put his arm around his continuously thinning boyfriend.

"Who are you going to call to help you?"

"I was thinking Sam for sure, you havent seen him in a while and he is also very strong so its a win-win."

Blaine huffed out a laugh, "He called me the other day asking to come over so Im sure hell be happy to help."

Kurt hugged him a little tighter, "Ill see what Max and Kyle are doing, Im sure they wouldnt mind helping out," Blaine nodded, Max and Kyle were the only other couple that could possibly rival Kurt and Blaines relationship and only because they had known each other since childhood, were married, and had a four year old daughter. "Also I was going to see what Santana was doing, Im sure she wouldnt mind helping if she knew it was for you."

"Dont be jealous because Santana loves me more than you."

Kurt poked him in the side, but smiled, "Believe me, I will never be jealous that Santana loves you the most." He stood up, "Do you want anything, some tea? Im going to call them now, see if today is a possibility."

"No, if its ok I think Im going to just lay down for a while. Im a little tired."

"Of course." Kurt stood up then helped Blaine into a lying position, taking his hat and laying it on the table. He pulled the throw blanket off the side of the couch and covered him before kissing the top of his head and shutting the lights off. He then walked into the kitchen and made the calls, speaking in a quiet voice, though by that time Blaine had already passed out.

An hour later, the intercom buzzed and jolted Blaine awake.

"Its just the door." Kurt whispered and patted his blanketed foot and ran to buzz them in and held the door open.

A few moments later, Santana was standing in the doorway.

"Hey reading rainbow, wheres mi pequeno Amor?"

Kurt stared at her, blinking.

She rolled her eyes, "Blaine."

"Oh." He opened the door wider so she could come in. With Blaine in sight, Santana didnt give him another look and walked past him and right to Blaine, Kurt closed the door, rolling his eyes.

While Kurt had went to get the door, Blaine had put back on his hat, but when Santana reached him, she pulled it up a little and kissed the top of his forehead where his hair was now completely gone, something she had begun doing the first day she had seen him after he had shaved his head. He had been embarrassed, but she had just tipped his hat, kissed his head, and began a conversation like nothing was different. Kurt would never admit it out loud, but he was immensely grateful for her.

She smiled as she sat next to him, a soft smile that Kurt knew was only for Blaine was on her face, "How are you feeling?"

"Fine." Blaine attempted a smile. Santana leaned in to hug him, looking past Blaine to where Kurt was standing while doing so, he just shook his head a little and mouthed later.

She had obvious concern on her face, but when she pulled back she was smiling again, "Well, you look like shit."

Blaine just laughed. Kurt joined them, but only ten minutes or so into their conversation, there was a knock at the door.

"Hey Kurt!" Sam greeted when Kurt opened the door, "Someone let me in down stairs." He said as he hugged Kurt.

His eyes softened when he looked towards Blaine, "Hey man!" He moved quickly to sit on the couch across from him, "Howre you feeling?"

Blaine smiled a little, "No worse, so thats good I guess."

"Well, you look better than last time I saw you."

"Last time you saw me I was hooked up to chemo." Blaine laughed.

Santana snorted, "Nice."

They all ignored her, instead moving on to discuss Sams new girlfriend, Jackie, who was either an ice-skater or a gymnast, Sam wasnt entirely sure but thought that it was probably too late to ask now that theyd been exclusive for two months.

"When I meet her, Ill ask her to tell me what she does." Blaine offered as Kurt got up to let who could only be Max and Kyle in.

"Thanks man! Id like to finally be able to know for sure!"

"This is just another reason I am grateful I am a lesbian…the fact that there are men like you running around this city is terrifying."

Kurt shook his head, laughing, as he waited for the couple to appear from the elevator. What he was not expecting, however, was a four year old to be the first one out and running towards him.

"Uncle Kurt!" Mollie yelled, squealing when Kurt lifted and hugged her.

"Hey Mollie, I wasnt expecting you!" He said this with raised eyebrows, directed to her fathers walking slowly towards the door.

"I am so sorry Kurt! We had a babysitter planned, but she called, like, ten minutes after she was supposed to be at our house saying there was some kind of emergency." Kyle apologized.

"Yea, this is the last time that little B-I-T-C-H gets a job from us! This is the third time this month shes done this!"

Kyle placed a hand on his husbands arm to calm him down, but Kurt just laughed, "Dont worry about it, guys." He then looked at the little girl in his arms, "Im not sure how much fun uncle Blaine will be, but I know hell be happy to see you!" He smiled and set her on her feet when she started fidgeting in his arms to get down.

Mollie ran over to Blaine, disregarding the conversation that he, Santana, and Sam were having, and climbed up onto his lap, throwing her arms around his neck in a hug.

"Hi uncle Blaine!" She smiled at him when she pulled away.

"Well hello, beautiful, how are you doing?"

"Good! We went to breakfast this morning!"

Blaine opened his mouth wide, like he was shocked, "Wow! Im so jealous! Did you have any pancakes?"

While the two began talking, Santana and Sam got up, moving to join the other three adults knowing Blaine was now lost to his "niece." Though they were not blood related to Max or Kyle, Kurt and Blaine had known them since the year that Blaine had moved out to New York and the four had been double dating and in each others lives since.

"Yes! With chocolate chips!" Mollie exclaimed brightly, "What did you do this morning?"

Blaine thought of the testing, the meeting with the doctor, his nap, "Well I cant say that my morning was better than pancakes with chocolate chips, thats for sure! But uncle Kurt and I took a drive this morning and I had to go to the doctors." He stuck his tongue out in mock disgust.

When Blaine had been diagnosed, the four men had talked about what they would tell Mollie. She saw her uncles at least once a week in some manner, so it was impossible to lie to her about Blaines diagnosis. They told her as much of the truth as a four year old would need to know, uncle Blaine had cancer, which meant that he was sick. He had to take a lot of medicine that sometimes made him feel sick and tired, but that would help him feel better soon. They left out the hopefully in the last sentence.

"Did he say that you were better?" She asked, concerned.

Kurt had been walking over to the two to make sure they didnt need anything, but stopped when he heard Mollies question.

"Not yet, but hopefully soon." Blaine smiled, and while Mollie didnt notice anything off about it, Kurt knew that it was a forced, fake one.

"Did he say that you could have your hair back yet?" She asked, seriously.

Blaine laughed at her innocent question and Kurt decided it was a good time to interrupt, "Hey you two," He smiled when they both looked up at him, "Do you need anything?"

Blaine looked to Mollie, "Do you want to pick a movie to watch?"

Mollie perked up and nodded, "Can we watch…umm…the one with the lady and the bag?" She looked at Kurt, expectantly.

Kurt looked to Blaine hoping he could decipher which movie that was. Blaine just smiled and mock whispered, "Mary Poppins."

"Ahh! Lady with the bag, I get it. Sure. Were going to move the couches to the wall by the door, would you guys mind watching it in the lazy boy, though? Just so there is more room to move the rest of the furniture."

Blaine nodded and once Mollie had stood up, Kurt helped Blaine stand and move over to the chair that he only allowed in the home after Blaine had been diagnosed and the doctor recommended the chair for the lumbar support. It was big and brown and ugly, but Blaine knew that even though Kurt would complain about it constantly, it was the most comfortable piece of furniture they owned, and it reminded him of Burts chair back in Lima.

Once Blaine and Mollie were situated on the chair, a blanket thrown over them and the movie started, Kurt dimmed the lights in the living room area and kissed Blaine before going back to where Santana and Kyle were sliding the mattress down the ladder to Max and Sams waiting hands.

Three hours later, the bedroom furniture was completely set up downstairs where Kurt and Blaines office had been, and the desks were now up in the loft area. Though the apartment looked much smaller with the larger furniture downstairs and taking up floor space, Kurt found that everything still flowed nicely and nothing looked too out of place. While they were putting everything in their final places, Santana had called for pizza and they were now setting up the table to eat.

Kurt walked over to his fiancé and niece, and had to hold in a giggle as to not wake them where they slept cuddled together. One of the perks to Kurts job at Vogue was being allowed to take home sample products. Though most of these samples were geared towards women, Kurt often brought them home, knowing that Santana, Rachel, or one of his other friends would love to have them. One day, a few months ago, he had brought home a cosmetic kit on the same day that he and Blaine had been set to watch Mollie for the night. Needless to say, she found the kit, and ever since then when she was at their house, she and Blaine would play make up.

Kurt smiled down at the pair and quickly pulled out his phone and snapped a picture. Mollies hair was in a side ponytail and she had bright pink lipstick on, blue eye shadow that went up to her eyebrows, and pink blush in terrible round circles on her cheeks. Then there was Blaine…he had allowed her to remove his hat and use navy eye shadow to color hair on his head and draw in navy blue eyebrows. He also had a light green eye shadow that also went up to his "eyebrows" and a bright red lipstick that ran outside the lines of his lips.

Kurt never loved his fiancé more than in that moment and knew, without a doubt, that Blaine was going to make the best father once he was better and they could be married and begin a family.

Without waking either, he walked over to the table and took a seat, "Theyre both wearing fabulously hideous makeup and are passed out, we should just let them sleep I think."

They all agreed and began to eat. The conversation started off light and about how everyones Friday had been, however there was a tension in the air that Santana was willing to break almost as soon as Max ended his story about his new project at work.

"So the results were bad?" She said and no one needed further clarification. They all knew that Blaine had gone in for testing today to see how the tumor was reacting to his treatments.

Kurt dropped the slice of pizza he had been ready to take a bite from and sighed, "They werent good," he wiped his hands on a napkin and rubbed his face tiredly, looking at Blaines profile from where he was still sleeping in the living room, "The tumor grew. Not much, but enough that his doctor said there was no point in continuing with the treatment he is on. By now it would have shrunk if it was going to, and the fact that it grew…" He sighed again and was surprised when Santanas hand gripped his.

They might not have been as close as she and Blaine were, and even though she still often had mean names and biting remarks for him, Kurt knew that Santana loved him and was there for him always.

"So what does that mean?" She asked with concern heavy in her voice.

"He looked around at all of them, at Blaine, then back to Santana, "He starts a new treatment tomorrow, some stronger drug that the tumor will hopefully react to."

"And?" Kurt looked over to Sam when he spoke.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean he starts this new drug and what? We just wait and see what happens while that thing is still growing inside of him?"

Kurt felt the sting in his nose that meant tears would be forming soon, he felt choked up and unable to answer. He looked back out to Blaine, but heard Santana make an angry remark at Sam, felt her hand squeeze his again. He hadnt really been able to process what had happened at the doctors office that morning yet. He always waited to really think about Blaines cancer until Blaine was sleeping at night and he didnt have to worry about him being in pain or noticing the sadness in Kurts eyes.

He felt a tear slip from his eye, but brushed it as he turned back to the conversation. Kyle was looking angrily at Santana, but Kurt had no idea what had happened and he found he didnt care.

"Yes," he spoke quietly, looking at Sam, "We wait."