Two weeks in and they still hadn't heard from Jess and the tension in the apartment was steadily growing.

Blaine woke up to an empty bed. He frowned and sat up, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his palm. He looked around the dark room but there was no sign of his husband. Frowning, Blaine threw back the duvet and shivered as the cold air hit his bare chest. He grunted and swung his legs off the edge of the bed and padded to the door. He opened it and peered down the hallway, blinking his eyes insistently, willing them to adjust to the darkness. He saw the light on in their office and he hurried towards it.

He leant against the door frame, crossing his arms as he saw Kurt bent over his sketch book, hand flying across the page with every swoop and dive of his pencil. Blaine watched him for a while before silently sneaking up behind him and laying a hand on his shoulder. Kurt jumped, the pencil flying out of his hand.

"Blaine!" Kurt gasped, whipping around. "What are you doing up?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Blaine countered, perching himself on the edge of desk, clad in only his boxer shorts.

"I couldn't sleep," Kurt admitted, closing his sketch book with a sigh.

"The adoption," Blaine guessed, knowing instantly what was weighing on his husband's mind.

Kurt nodded. "I want this so much Blaine," he whispered, looking into his husband's eyes through his own tear filled ones.

"I want this too, Kurt," Blaine promised, taking Kurt's hands. "But if you keep worrying about it like this you're going to make yourself sick. You've been working so hard lately, you haven't stopped once."

Kurt let out a sigh and dropped his head into his hands, pushing his fingers through his hair and looking up only when Blaine pulled him up off the chair. He put his hands on Kurt's shoulders and pushed him out of the office, switching the light off as he went. He directed Kurt back to their room, shut the door behind them and pushed him back onto the bed.

Blaine switched on the bed side lamp which bathed them in a soft golden glow. Blaine could still clearly see the dark shadows under his husband's eyes and winced. He should have been taking better care of Kurt.

"Lay on your stomach please," Blaine instructed quietly. Kurt gave him a confused look before doing as he was told. He listened to Blaine hurry to their joined bathroom and after a few minutes, he came padding back in.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asked, raising his head from the pillows.

"Shh, lie back down," Blaine hushed him and Kurt rolled his eyes but obeyed. He jumped when he felt something cool drip onto his skin but promptly turned to goo as Blaine's warm hands started rubbing his back.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asked again, although his voice had taken on a dream-like quality.

"Helping you relax," Blaine told him, settling himself on Kurt's thighs.

"By giving me a massage at three in the morning?" Kurt questioned, sounding sceptical.

"I married you, Kurt, in sickness and health, through good times and bad times," Blaine murmured softly. "I should have taken better care of you."

"What? Blaine, no," Kurt protested, trying to twist so he could see Blaine, but Blaine put a firm hand on his shoulders to stop him.

"No, Kurt," Blaine said firmly. "I'm sorry." He resumed rubbing Kurt's back, feeling the tension slowly disbanding from his husband's body. "Jess will call us and even if we can't adopt we'll find another way. I'll do anything to have a child with you, Kurt, I promise."

"I know you will, Blaine," Kurt murmured tiredly but the sincerity was still evident in his voice.

"You did all the hard work so please let me take it from here," Blaine pleaded, leaning down to place an open mouth kiss to the back of Kurt's pale neck.

"I'm sorry," Kurt whispered.

"It's OK," Blaine replied soothingly. "Just promise me you'll slow down."

"I promise," Kurt vowed, smiling into the pillow.

"Good," the relief was audible in Blaine's voice. "Tomorrow, we aren't going to do anything. You've done enough work to last you a month and I need a rest, too."

"But what about –" Kurt started but Blaine cut him with a kiss to his shoulder blade, feeling Kurt let out a soft sigh in response.

"We are doing nothing," Blaine insisted.

Kurt sighed but agreed. He felt himself slipping into unconsciousness, Blaine's warm hands lulling him into relaxation.

True to Blaine's word, they did nothing. They didn't wake up until after eleven and stayed in the bedroom until around two thirty in the afternoon. While Kurt was in the shower, he made them something to eat. He was humming to himself absentmindedly when the phone rang.

"Hello, this is Blaine Anderson-Hummel speaking." Even years after the wedding, Blaine still felt a thrill shoot through his body whenever he said his married name.

"Hello Blaine, it's Jess here from the adoption agency," a voice crackled down the phone in response.

"Oh, hi," Blaine greeted, immediately setting down the knife he held in his hand and leaning against the counter, crossing his fingers with his free hand.

"I'm calling to let you know that you have been successful in your application to adopt a child. Congratulations!" Jess told him brightly.

"We have? Really?' Blaine gasped, breathless.

"Yes," Jess chuckled. "We can set up a time for you two both come and start the process of choosing a child."

"Yes, please," Blaine replied before Jess had even finished her sentence. "When can we come?"

"How about Friday?" Jess asked.

"Friday is perfect," Blaine beamed. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. Have a good day," Jess said, her smile audible.

"You too," Blaine hung up and immediately dashed to the bathroom. He threw open the door and drew back the shower curtain. Kurt jumped and turned to look at Blaine, confusion and alarm written across his face.

"Blaine! What are you doing?" Kurt shrieked, attempting to clutch the shower curtain back.

"Jess called! We did it, Kurt! We really did it!" Blaine cried, barely being able to talk through the massive grin that was plastered across his face.

"She called?' Kurt gasped, jaw dropping.

"Yes and on Friday we can start meeting the children," Blaine gushed, eyes wide and bright with excitement.

Kurt squealed and launched himself at Blaine, ignoring the fact that he was naked and soaking wet while Blaine was fully dressed. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and kissed him deeply. They could finally start their family.

Friday couldn't come quickly enough for the two of them. When it finally did, they had gotten up so early that they didn't know what to do with themselves. Eventually, the hours ticked by and they could make their way to the adoption agency. Blaine parked up outside and the two of them jumped out, both buzzing with nerves and excitement. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Blaine?" Kurt's voice was abnormally small and Blaine turned to his husband.

"What is it?"

"What if they don't like me?" Kurt asked, eyes filled with worry.

"Hey now," Blaine soothed, immediately drawing Kurt into his arms. "Don't freak out on me now. Everything is going to be OK." Kurt nodded and Blaine squeezed his hips gently. "Come on love." Blaine gripped his hand tightly and didn't let go as they headed into the agency.

Jess was waiting for them, a bright smile on her face. "Hi, you two," Jess greeted warmly, "are you ready to meet the kids?"

"Yes," Blaine answered, Kurt's throat having instantly dried up.

"Follow me then," Jess beamed and she led the two of them to a large room that was filled with toys and play equipment. There were children laughing and running around. They glanced up when Kurt and Blaine entered and a few of the more confident ones came running up to them.

"Hi!" They greeted happily, one of them even being so bold as to clutch onto Kurt's leg, who chuckled in response.

"Will you come play with us?" a little boy asked, eyes bright. He grabbed Blaine's hand, who laughed and eagerly went to join them, the child detaching himself from Kurt's leg to run after the other boys.

"He seems comfortable," Jess noted.

"I swear he's a child himself just trapped in a man's body," Kurt teased and Jess laughed. Kurt looked around at the children and his gaze softened as he saw Blaine interacting with the children easily, already building towers with Lego.

"Go on," Jess said gently, touching Kurt's arm. "It'll be OK."

Kurt nodded and stepped further into the room. He gazed around the room, looking at all of the children. His gaze fell on a little girl who sat alone at a small table that was scattered with crayons and scraps of paper. Kurt wandered over and saw that she was colouring a picture of Valarie out of Little Red Riding Hood. She looked up as Kurt approached and smiled at him shyly.

"Hi," Kurt greeted softly. "Can I sit with you?" The girl nodded, her dark curls bouncing as her head bopped. "Thank you," Kurt smiled and sat across from her. He looked through the papers and found one of a scene from Tangled, which remained to be one of his favourite ever Disney films.

Humming slightly, he started to colour, fingers a little clumsy around the fat crayons. The girl stopped her colouring and watched Kurt curiously. "You like to colour?" she asked, her voice abnormally high, though Kurt suspected that this was probably because of her age.

"I love to colour," Kurt corrected her, smiling. "I'm Kurt."

"I'm Lily. You like watching Disney movies?" She looked sceptical.

"Uh huh," Kurt grinned as her face brightened with happiness. "My favourite is The Aristocrats."

"I like The Lion King," Lily told him, eyes wide.

"I like that one too," Kurt gushed. He had never seen a more adorable child. She had long dark curly hair and blue eyes, rosy pink cheeks and lips and was only small. She must have been no older than four.

"Do you like all Disney movies?" Lily asked, having completely discarded her picture in favour of talking to Kurt.

"Yep," Kurt nodded. "I like to sing along with them."

"You can sing?" Lily asked, looking surprised.

"Yeah. Do you like to sing?" Kurt queried, lips turning up in a smile.

"Yeah, but I'm not really that good," Lily told him shyly.

"I'm sure you are," Kurt complimented.

"Are you here to become a daddy?" Lily asked, looking up at him through her spectacularly long eyelashes. Kurt suspected that one day, that very same look would break a boy's heart in two.

"Yeah," Kurt replied, voice dropping slightly. He'd almost forgotten that he would have to choose one of these kids.

"You should talk to Kelly," Lily told him, eyes dropping to her page. "She's nice and pretty."

"You don't want to talk to me?' Kurt asked sadly.

"I do!" Lily exclaimed. "I do, honestly. But everyone talks to Kelly."

"I like talking to you," Kurt replied.

"You do?' Lily looked shocked as Kurt nodded. "Where's your wife?"

"I don't have a wife," Kurt said slowly, assessing whether or not he could tell this child the truth. "See that man over there?" Kurt pointed to Blaine who was looking at them with a curious smile. "He's my husband."

"Two daddies?" Lily asked with wide eyes – wide with excitement, not disgust, Kurt noted – and he nodded.

Blaine came wandering over and crouched down beside Lily and Kurt. "Kurt," Blaine gasped playfully, sliding an arm around his husband. "You were colouring and you didn't invite me over." Blaine pouted dramatically and Lily giggled.

"This is Blaine, Lily," Kurt smiled.

"Hi Blaine," Lily beamed.

"Hi Lily," Blaine replied, grinning at her. "Do you think I can colour with you too?"

"You like to colour too?" Lily gasped. This was almost too good to be true.

"I sure do," Blaine grinned and carefully selected a picture to colour – unsurprisingly, another Disney picture.

"Blaine is the best at colouring," Kurt told Lily. "He likes to sing too."

Others came and joined them at the colouring table, chatting excitedly, mostly amongst themselves but occasionally pulling Kurt and Blaine into conversation as well. Lily grew quiet but she scooted closer to Kurt, handing him crayons every so often and holding the hand that wasn't colouring.

Blaine watched them fondly and he knew; he just knew that this little girl was theirs. He caught Kurt's eyes and saw them sparkling with joy. Blaine nodded and Kurt beamed.

"Lily," Kurt called quietly as the kids were distracted by the arrival of another couple. "How would you feel about coming to live with Blaine and me?"

Lily looked between the two of them, eyes wide. "Like, forever?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yeah," Blaine replied.

"You would be my daddies?" Lily asked breathlessly.

"If you would like that," Blaine smiled.

Lily looked between the two of them, a smile turning her lips upwards. "I would like that," she whispered and Kurt beamed, trying desperately to contain the squeal that threatened to bubble out of him.

"We would love that," Kurt gushed happily and Lily beamed at them.

"Lily," Blaine said gently and she looked to him. "We have to speak to Jess now, but we'll come back tomorrow, OK? Pinky promise," Blaine stuck out his pinky finger and Lily giggled, linking her own one to his. She did them to Kurt who laughed, but obliged willingly.

"We'll see you tomorrow," Kurt promised. He was surprised when Lily hugged him tightly, though she barely reached half way up his long legs.

"Bye Kurt, bye Blaine," Lily beamed.

"Bye Lily," they grinned and waved goodbye.

They went to Jess who was smiling knowingly at them. "I take it you found her?" Jess asked, already pulling out their file with a pencil poised to make the appropriate notes.

"We found her," Kurt beamed and took Blaine's hand, squeezing it tightly.