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Blaine’s Pov

“How long has she been pregnant?” An EMT prompted me, a stethoscope to her chest.

“Uhm, 4 and a half months. Is she breathing?” I asked in a panic.

Kurt was following us in the ambulance in his navigator, and I knew he was on the phone, despite it being illegal, trying to get in contact with Savannah’s parents.

 The EMT listened to her heartbeat, simultaneously taking her blood pressure, and after a few seconds in, he shook his head.

“What is it? What’s wrong?!” I panicked.

“Her blood pressure is low, she is really clammy, and she has a bit of a rapid heartbeat, I’d say she’s severely dehydrated.” He answered. “I need an IV!” He called to his partner, who was by his side with an IV in a second.

I looked away while he put it in. I don’t really like needles.

“Most likely the reason she fainted. Has she been complaining of dizziness?”

I shook my head. “Not to me. But the doctor said it would be common with her low blood pressure.”

“When were you last at the doctor?” He prompted.

“This afternoon.” I answered.

I pulled out my phone to text my parents.

‘On my way to the hospital in lima. Savannah fainted won’t make it for dinner’

As I sent the text, I looked up hearing a light moan.

Savannah stirred a little bit, her eyes fluttering open.

I sighed internally, and thanked whatever god was listening.

“Hi there. My name is Kyle. Can you tell me your name honey?” He asked her.

She was panting a little heavier than looked normal, but she managed to answer. “S-Savannah Lake.”

He flashed a little light in her eyes, and she flinched away from it and even swatted his hand away.

I smiled a little. She seems to be okay.

But the babies…….

“Hey, uhm, Kyle?”

He looked up at me with big eyes in question.

“Could you use that to hear the babies’ heartbeats too?” I asked pointing to his stethoscope. “I need to know if they’re ok.”

“Can you?” Savannah asked as well, both of our eyes now boring on Kyle the EMT.

“They? There is more than one?” He asked surprised.

Savvy nodded and I voiced, “Yeah, twins.”

Kyle bit his lip, “I’ll let Mark take this one. He’s a paramedic, more training.”

Mark stepped beside Savannah on the gurney and put a stethoscope to her stomach.

“I can’t guarantee being able to hear anything. Usually about 16 weeks you can detect a very faint beating.”

I was eager and I swore I was bouncing on the balls of my feet. Please hurry! I thought.

“Sorry kid, it’s too loud in the bus, but we’ll be at the hospital soon. That’s the first thing they’ll do.”

Drive faster. I thought.

I have to know if the babies are ok. They have to be okay.

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Kurt Pov

“Damnit!” Voicemail again!!! The hospital Savannah’s mom works at keeps giving me recordings! And her cell phone is on silent.

I don’t know the number to her dad’s restaurant, and he’s not picking up his cell either…

Damnit!

What the hell happened? I can’t believe she fainted, or passed out, or whatever. How? Why? Is she ok?

Bzzt bzzt!

I tried to quickly read the text on my phone without taking my eyes off the road.

‘Sav’s awake. On an IV, but she seems ok.’

Ok. That’s a relief.                  

But still. I wonder if her babies are okay.

“andf the babbvies?” I texted back. Though it was probably spelled way wrong because I am driving.

“I don’t know.” he texted right back.

Oh god, what if they’re not okay?

And Blaine. How will Blaine react to it? He isn’t exactly ecstatic about being a dad, but I know he doesn’t want anything to happen to Savvy or the babies. Hell, I don’t want anything to happen to Savvy or the babies.

At breadsticks tonight, Blaine and I talked about his whole situation. About how he wouldn’t be comfortable with his kids being raised out there by some stranger, and how Savannah feels the same way. He decided to take that job with Mattel toys. He decided to try and get excited about having a baby. He started to join me in looking on the bright side. Twice as much love, and joy, to accompany the double of the diapers and crying. Twice as much love to give, and everything happens for a reason. Eventually, he just started to smile about it, and then he dubbed me ‘Daddy 2’. I suppose as long as he’ll have me, I’ll be around, so I guess I will sort of be like a second dad to them. And I’m perfectly okay with that. I mean, Savannah is my best friend, and Blaine is the love of my life.

If I’m being completely honest, I think those babies will be perfect. An even blend of my perfect boyfriend, and my best friend.

They’ll probably have Blaine’s curls, but maybe Savannah’s hair color. Which is actually my hair color too.

And why does that make me smile a little more than it should?

Maybe they’ll have Blaine’s hazel eyes, but Sav’s tiny nose. Or maybe it’ll be the other way around, and they have Savannah’s green eyes, and Blaine’s nose. They’ll no doubt grow up insanely talented because both of their parents are sick with it. Maybe one twin will be sassy and stubborn like Savannah, and the other will be hot tempered and strong willed like Blaine.

Yeah. Those babies have to be okay.

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Blaine Pov

I sighed as I parked in the driveway of my house, that I can honestly say, I have never been happier to finally come back to. I need a nap so badly.

The babies are okay. Nothing looks any different or abnormal, and they’re even keeping her overnight just in case.

Nothing to worry about. But still, I feel extremely worried.

I walked into the house, ready to head straight up to bed and try to sleep, but I should’ve known that that would’ve been too easy.

“Is everything okay?” My mom said, both of my parents bombarding me at the door.

“Is Savannah alright? Is the baby okay?” My dad asked now, and he actually seems genuinely more concerned than he ever has been about something. And oh. Yeah that’s right. They don’t know about it being twins yet.

How to drop this bombshell.

“She’s fine. The doctor said she’s fine, and the babies are fine too. She was just dehydrated, and passed out due to a-“

“Wait. I’m sorry, did you say Babies?” My dad interrupted.

I cracked a side smile at my mom’s jaw dropped to the ground.

“I did. We’re having twins.”

My mom’s eyes widened with pure delight, and my dad just stood there expressionless for a moment until the gravity of the situation hit him. Then he smiled too.

He even clapped his hands together three times!

“You don’t do anything halfway do you son?” He asked. I just shrugged, and walked further into the house, aiming for the stairs. I need to get out of this room before they break out into song.

“Whoo! Two more Anderson boys Cheryl! I can’t believe it.”

Oh.

Yes!!!!!

That’s right, I get to rub baby B in his face!

“Actually dad. It’s only one Anderson boy.” I said, trying my absolute hardest not to smirk.

My dad looked confused. “But wait, I thought you said it was twins.”

“It is twins.” I clarified, “But they’re not twin boys. One of them, is a girl.”

And this would be the moment in movies where he drops his beer to the floor and it shatters while his mouth is left hanging wide open, and I smile evilly and walk away.

But he didn’t have a beer. So I just accepted his open mouth. I wanted to say, ‘Close your mouth pop. Flies might get in.’ But I settled for a devilish grin, and a retreat to my room.

Okay, that was kind of fun.

I plopped onto my bed and took a few deep breaths, relishing in the quiet that has FINALLY come after this day that has lasted for. Ever.

I opened my eyes after a few blissfully silent minutes to send out a few goodnight texts. Sure, Kurt was probably sleeping considering we had a long day, and he left the hospital hours ago on his dads orders. But still, I want to say goodnight.

I just couldn’t even come up to my bed and try to sleep without sending you a goodnight text. I love you. I had an amazing day with you. Even if it ended… the way it ended. –Blaine

I smiled huge at the almost immediate reply.

I love you too Blaine. You were so strong today. And amazing. And I’m glad you’re finally home. I’ve been waiting for a goodnight text. I can’t sleep without it. –Kurt

Aww. Thank you for waiting for me. I love you so much. Goodnight my love. Wanna go out tmrw? –Blaine

I will always want to go out tomorrow. : ) what time? –Kurt

I pondered for a moment. I need to call that Sebastian guy tomorrow morning and see about that job. That’ll effectively end my warbling with the warblers.

Sigh.

I can afford to miss the second half of school.

How about I pick you up at lunch? We can go get coffee and sandwiches? –Blaine

Deal! I’ll be waiting. I love you hun. Gnight –Kurt

Goodnight. Luv you more. -Blaine

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We finished our sandwiches with laughs and giggles despite how tired I am from my sleepless night. I couldn’t pass out. I swear, I just kept thinking, what if the babies aren’t okay? What if the doctor missed something? But my fears weren’t even there until my parents came into my room right before I called to check up on Sav.

(flashback)

“So son. What happened tonight? Why did she collapse?”

I shrugged, and sat up in bed. “Well, the doctor said that she was really dehydrated and she had a dizzy spell. It’s nothing serious.”

My parents exchanged a glance at each other but said nothing.

“What?” I prompted.

My mom sat at the edge of my bed and I knew then and there.

Great! Here comes a mom-ologue.

“Blaine honey. I’m worried that she may not be taking the best care of herself. I mean, dehydrated? She needs to be getting twice the amount of water that she needs for herself. She needs to eat right, and stay off of her feet, and-“

“Mom. She was just tired from glee club. She’s not an invalid, she knows how to take care of herself. She just overdid it a little in practice. They’re rehearsing for nationals.” I said.

“Glee club? That damn show choir. Blaine, she shouldn’t be on her feet so much! You need to be taking care of her Blaine. She’s carrying your kids.” Dad snooted.

Here we go again. I rolled my eyes.

(end fb)

Savannah was sleeping when I called, but the nurse said she was fine, that her blood pressure was raising and she would be good to go home in the morning. But still, I couldn’t sleep.

I never thought that I would agree with my idiot father, but part of what he said is kind of true. Savannah not drinking any water all day, and overdoing it in rehearsal was pretty reckless.

“I hate to leave you to fend for yourself, but you need to get me back to school.” Kurt smiled.

I groaned. I don’t want to leave his side ever. The stress just dissipates away when I am with Kurt. And I can always surround myself with his love, and I just bask in the beauty that is US and everything is beautiful, and perfect.

“And I don’t much approve of you ditching either Blaine Warbler.” He added with a stern eye on me.

“Come on Kurt. Missing a few classes for the day is not going to set me on a road to dropping out or anything. I just- I have some things that I want to take care of this afternoon.”

Kurt got up to throw his garbage away. I followed and he sighed, looking into my eyes.

“Going to Savannah’s?” He asked. And I could hear a little hint of jealously that he didn’t want me to catch. He tried masking it by wrapping his arms around my neck and pecking my lips before I could answer.

When he let go though, I nodded. “Yes. And would I succeed if I begged you to come with me?”

Kurt smile was all I needed to know that that twinge of jealousy was washed away. He looked up at the ceiling and sucked a breath in through his teeth. “As tempting as that sounds, I’m taking a rain check. My dad would shoot me if I ditched even half a school day.”

I rolled my eyes and walked back to our table to grab my backpack. “Oh please. Your dad is so soft. You told me that first remember?”

Kurt giggled, and grabbed his messenger bag as well, but sat back down.

Ok.

I followed his lead, and took my seat back too.

“Ok. Maybe you’re right. He is a big teddy bear, but he’ll still ground me, and if he grounds me then I won’t be able to take my gorgeous boyfriend to prom next weekend.”

My eyes were lit up, and it embarrasses me to know that he can see them right now just as I can feel them.

“Really?” I asked through my intense blush.

He grabbed my hands and held them tightly in his. “Blaine? Will you go to Junior prom with me next Saturday?”

I don’t know why I ever doubted that he would ask me.

“Yes, I would love to go to prom with you.”

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I dropped Kurt back off at school against my own wants, and after kissing him for several minutes after the bell rang, he finally pried me off of him. But I knew that he didn’t want to go either, and that is what will get me through the rest of this day without him.

I have to go and meet that ‘Sebastian Smythe’ CEO of Mattel toys, at 5:30 today, and I am torn with how I feel about it. I don’t know if I’m eager, or nervous. I mean, it’s my first job. This should be kind of exciting. But at the same time, I have to get a job to take care of…. My family. Not just to get extra cash on weekends to spend at the mall like most other 16 year olds do.

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I got to Sav’s at half past 1, and trotted up to the front porch, sandwich I picked up for her swinging in my hand, 3rd coffee of the day in my other, and backpack over my shoulder.

I rang the doorbell, and her dad, Harry opened dressed in a suit. He was probably heading out for work.

“Blaine?”

“Hi Mr. Lake. Is Savannah home?” I asked.

He looked at me with a bit of a judging eye, and I realized, crap, I should be in school. “Yeah. She’s taking a nap. Shouldn’t you be in class Blaine?”

I bit my bottom lip and didn’t answer for a minute. But when I looked up at Harry, his arms were crossed, and he was waiting for an explanation.

“I- I uh-“ I exhaled. “Yes sir. I am, but I- I couldn’t concentrate. I went off campus for lunch, and I picked her up a sandwich, I thought she might be craving something from takeout. And I have a job interview in a few hours, so going back to school wouldn’t really benefit me much.”

Harry sighed and nodded, but he gestured me inside. “She’s been asleep for a while, so she should wake up soon. You can just chill out on the couch. Do some homework or something though. Don’t just sit there.”

I sat on the recliner diagonally placed across from the couch Savannah was passed out on.

I pulled out my history book and started reading a chapter, still feeling a bit awkward being here. Especially since Savannah isn’t even awake. Her little brother is on the computer in the room next to this one, no doubt in his online class, and I heard her mom in the kitchen talking to her husband.

“Oh. Blaine’s here?” She asked. She peeked her head out through the doors, and I waved with a small smile. She smiled back a lot larger, and retreated back into the kitchen.

It felt nice to not be hated by that woman anymore. She was scary at that first meeting. Once we decided to keep the baby though, she seemed to accept me.

She came back out a few minutes later, and sat down at Sav’s feet. “So Blaine. Twins huh?”

I pressed my lips hard together and chuckled a bit. “Yeah. Twins.” I nodded to the ground.

“You realize, your sperm is awful.” She said, but I knew it was a joke. Her smile was from ear to ear. Savannah looked mostly like her dad, but I think she got her smile from her mom.

“I’m gathering that.” I agreed, still chucking.

“Be careful with Kurt, Blaine. You might get him pregnant too.”

I full on laughed now.

“I’m just kidding. I wanted to ask; how do you feel about this. Having two babies. Because not only is it twice the responsibility, its twice as expensive.” She smiled sadly.

I nodded. “Yeah. I uh- I’ve thought about that a little bit, but Savannah and I haven’t really talked about it because of- you know last night.”

She nodded letting me know I didn’t have to finish. “Gotcha.”

“But, I have a job opportunity with a toy company with someone my dad knows, so, hopefully I can get it. It pays really well, so-“

I got nervous and trailed off when Harry came into the room with a bag over his shoulder, and Jonah put a hand on my shoulder and proceeded to leave the couch and go back into the kitchen. She kissed her husband on her way, and Harry came to Savannah, and planted a kiss on her forehead,

“Bye daddy.” She mumbled.

“Bye sweetheart.” He called back, and the front door closed.

She turned a bit and tried to get more comfortable it seemed, but I could see that it wasn’t working based in the annoyed look in her eye.

“I want a chicken sandwich.” She whispered and got up from the couch, slowly, which I was glad for. The doctor told her that she needed to slow down. Not until she was standing did she notice me. But her immediate craving for a chicken sandwich upon wake up is kind of funny.

And maybe a little scary.

How di-

“Blaine!” She exclaimed. “What are you doing here?” She glanced over at a clock on the wall. “School is not out yet.”

“I know. But i- I wanted to check up on you. See how you’re doing.” I paused. “How are you?”

She sat back down. “I am fine. I feel fine. Refreshed actually. But you. You look exhausted.” She said.

I didn’t respond. She knows though what has been going on. With all of the stress of the past few weeks, I haven’t been getting much sleep, not to mention, last night, I got NO sleep at all. I had a coffee this morning, one right before lunch with Kurt, and another right after I dropped Kurt back off at school. I really am exhausted.

And she knows it.

"Ok. Listen to me mister; you living off of medium drips and fruit smoothies with energy boosts isn't healthy. You need to go home and get some rest, and stop worrying about me. If you don’t, I will send Kurt after you.”

“I just want to make sure you’re okay Sav! I'm worried about you and the babies.” I pleaded.

 “I am totally okay Blaine. Really I am. And the doctor said the babies are fine.”

“But what if they’re not? I mean you fell and-“

Savannah cuts him off. “Blaine, you heard the doctor say that everything looked normal and okay with my ultrasound. And, I only fell because I was dehydrated and dizzy and I passed out. I stupidly went all day long without a single sip of water. Then, I went through glee rehearsal on autopilot, and I let my inner panic after being slammed into a locker be repressed even though I was really scared. I was stressed, and my blood pressure dropped.”

After she said it all, it made me realize that my mom and dad are kind of right. Savannah hasn’t really been taking very good care of herself. How could she go all day without a single sip of water?

“Sav, why did you do that? You can’t just not drink anything all day. And when you were pushed against the locker, you should’ve called me to panic. Kurt told me you froze for a minute.” I pressed.

“I was ok. And I still am. I'm fine. And I'm never gonna do that again. It was dangerous, and I put the babies at risk, and I feel terrible about that. But you don’t have to worry. I’ll be fine, and the babies are fine, and everything is fine.”

 After her monologue, I tried to relax. Despite her words making me feel a little bit more comfortable, I’ll be coming around more often to keep an eye on her.

She got up to go to the kitchen. “Excuse me for a minute though, because I am craving, and I want a chicken sandwich.”

"Oh!” I yelped, remember her sub. “Kurt and I just had lunch, and before we left, I picked you up a sub."

Sav turned back around toward me, and approached me excitedly. “Oooh what kind?” she drawled.

“Chicken teriyaki?” I said, but it was more of a question.

Her eyes lit up like she just saw Jesus. “Oh my gosh! Yum!” She cried happily as I handed her the bag. “Thank u Blaine.” And she hugged me.

“No problem.” I said hugging back, and letting her go. “We were just there. I knew I was coming over here, and thought you might crave something fast food-ish. But of course, you know Kurt. He wouldn't let me get u like, taco bell, which I know you love. But, he said the babies would be born with more crap in their bodies than baby.”

She started laughing and I joined her realizing how insane my amazing boyfriend is.

Oh Kurt.

Savannah got her sandwich out of the bag and opened the wrappings, but just before she was about to dive in and take a no doubt, humungous bite, she froze.

“Wait…” She said, staring at me now

I raised an eyebrow.

“How'd you know that I would want a chicken sandwich?” She just glanced from the sandwich, to me. And then I looked from the sandwich, to her stomach, then to her face and to her stomach again.

That’s a really good question.

"Well uh... Kurt said last time you were there, u got the tuna salad sub. But, you know, that's fish, and we read that-“
"Yeah. Kurt read it to me too." Savannah chimed in.

I continued. ‘Yeah. So I figured....just pick one. Something in my head said to go with chicken. I mean, I guess it’s because I know you like sweet. So I saw sweet onion chicken teriyaki, and went with it.” I ended with a shrug.

Inside, I wanted to say, something just told me, pick that one.

But that sounded kind of creepy, despite how true it is.

She just mumbled her acceptance and picked up half of her sub, taking a huge bite. “Thanks so much for this Blaine. It is delicious! And I owe you.” She said after chewing her massive bite.

“You don't owe me anything. Just please, be aware of your body. Drink lots of water every day. I’ve got so much to worry about already, and now I have to worry about you not taking good enough care of yourself.” I responded, and as I said it, I moved over to the couch to sit next to her.

She leaned her head on my shoulder, clutching her sandwich like a lifeline.

Ha. That’s funny.

“I’ll be more careful. I promise.” She said, and I took a breath, and tried to relax. Three hours before I have to go and meet my potential new boss at Breadsticks. I might as well relax now.

“Want to watch TV or something? Savvy asked, turning the TV on. I shrugged, and was about to agree audibly, but her mom came in.

“No young lady. You said you would finish your assignments after a nap. Get it done.”

She groaned exaggeratedly and I just laughed.

“It’s not funny!” She whined, and hit me in the shoulder. “I have a stupid bio assignment, and a math test to study that I'm unprepared for, which is tupid cus I’m normally GOOD at math! Plus an essay that’s final draft is due this week!” She huffed. “School killing me this month. I haven’t slept enough because I’m uncomfortable with these babies in the way. I've been so tired.”

Ditto. I’ve spent this month pretty sleep deprived too. But I still always get my assignments done.

But then again, I’m not pregnant either. So, I guess I can’t fully relate.

“Well, I’m good at Math, and Biology, so let me help you out.”

I spent the rest of my time at Savannah's helping her with her math, which she seemed to be TERRIBLE at, and her biology which she is EXTREMELY HORRIBLE at. But, she did go through writing her essay in like, 10 minutes. Which was extremely impressive. I left her house at 5:15 and headed over to Breadsticks. I looked around the restaurant for a while and finally spotted a tall man who was wearing a suit. Everyone else in here was dressed casually and the majority of them were high schoolers. The suit was so out of place, I figured that to be this 'Sebastian' guy. So I approached him.

"Hi, uhm, are you Sebastian?"

He looked up from his cell phone, and made eye contact with me. I was able to make out every detail of his face now. He had striking green eyes. Similar to Savannah's actually, but hers are bigger, and... Well prettier. And Kurt’s eyes are doubly mesmerizing when they turn green. This guy’s eyes stood out, but didn’t even come remotely close to compare to theirs.

He was tall and slim, and his hair looks like he came straight from a TV show on the CW.

Otherwise though, the guy kind of resembled a meerkat.

"You must be Blaine Anderson." I nodded, and he eyed my body from my head, down my body to my feet. I felt very, very self-conscious.

Is this guy gay?

Regardless, I nodded and he held his hand out for me to shake. "Sebastian Smythe. It's nice to finally meet you."

"Likewise." I mumbled softly, not meeting his eyes for more than a second. My nerves were shooting out like fireworks.

Man up Blaine! I chided mentally.

"So. Now that you're here, let’s get to it. Have a seat." He put a hand out toward the booth seat across from him, and I slid in.

"K."

Here goes nothing.

"Let's talk business."

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Part two, a week later.

Burts Pov

"Hey Kurt?!" I called from his doorway.

When he didn't answer, I walked in. "Kurt?!" I called again.

"I'm in the shower!" He shouted from his bathroom.

"Oh! Well hey, can I borrow a ten? My car broke down. I had to take a cab home and I don't have any cash." I told him.

"Dad! I'm kind of busy. Ask Finn." Kurt yelled back.

"Finn doesn’t have any money!”

I walked further into his room to see his tux laid out on his bed.

Sigh. Freaking prom night. I was anything but prepared for tonight. Carole had already had to talk to Finn last night and establish major ground rules and curfew. I knew I was in for the same with Kurt once he's ready to leave here with Blaine in a few hours.

And I’m not ready.

Kurt shouted, "Okay. I think I have a twenty in my wallet. It's in my tux! The jacket pocket." Kurt answered.

"Thanks!" I replied.

I found the wallet. "Aha!" and opened it to pull out a bill.

But right behind that 20, was something I was not at all happy to see.

A condom, and a little tiny packet of lube. And it hit me.

Oh god, Kurt is having sex.

The second that I discovered it though, the shower water shut off, and the door burst open. "Wait dad!-"

He must've realized his screw up because his eyes were wide and terrified.

Because I have his secret, right here in my hands.

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