She listened to the muffled shouting of Kurt and Blaine that was coming from their bedroom. Lily couldn't hear what they were saying but her instincts told her that it was a bad sign. She shifted closer to Sheba and threw her arms around the puppy's neck, whimpering into the fur. She jumped when she heard the door slam and tears welled in her eyes.

"Blaine!" Kurt shouted and Lily whimpered. She didn't like it when Kurt used that tone of voice. Usually he only used it on Sheba when she had done something naughty – like when she jumped up on the kitchen bench and ate the butter, as she was prone to doing.

The house fell silent and Lily continued to hug Sheba tightly. The puppy allowed Lily to hug her, just resting her head in her paws without care or attention to the drama unfurling around her.

Lily remembered a little of her time before ending up at the adoption agency. She remembered lots of yelling and being shut in her little room. One day, her mum had dropped her off at the agency and had never come back. Lily bit her lip and hiccupped while repressing a sob. Did that mean her daddies were going to give her back?

Lily started to cry, sobbing into Sheba's fur, her little body heaving with sobs. "I don't want to go back," Lily cried to Sheba. The puppy whined and lifted her head, though it didn't offer much comfort to the young girl.

"Lily?" Came Kurt's voice and Lily peered through her tear filled eyes to see Kurt kneeling down in front of her. "Sweetie, what's wrong?"

"I don't want to leave," Lily sobbed, "I want to stay!"

"Stay? Lily, what do you mean?" Kurt asked, eyes full of worry.

"Y–you and daddy were figh–fighting and n–now I h–have to GO!" Lily bawled, tears streaming down her face.

"What? Oh Lily, honey, no," Kurt said, pulling her into his lap and holding her tightly. "Lily, you don't have to go anywhere."

"B-but that's w-what happened l-last time," Lily howled, clinging to Kurt's shirt tightly.

Kurt's heart beat painfully in his chest and his stomach dropped. Lily remembered being dropped off at the agency and she hadn't said anything. She thought that she was being given back – and it was all his fault. Guilt tugged on his heartstrings and he wanted to cry along with his daughter. "Lily, we love you so, so much," Kurt vowed, running his hands through Lily's hair gently, trying desperately to comfort her, "we will never leave you. I promise."

"But you and Daddy were fighting," Lily cried.

"I'm sorry, Lily," Kurt apologised, voice barely creeping above a whisper. "It was just a little fight. It's nothing serious."

"Do you still love daddy?" Lily asked, looking up at him through her tear-speared eyelashes.

"Oh sweetie of course I do," Kurt told her, earnestly, "I will always love you and your daddy. That's not going to change."

"Where did Daddy go?" Lily enquired and Kurt leant down to gently wipe her tears away.

"Daddy went for a walk," Kurt said gently. "He'll be back soon."

"OK," Lily whispered, taking a deep, steadying breath.

"Come on," Kurt gently put Lily down and stood up, "I'll get you a warm cloth to wipe your face." Kurt went to bathroom and came back with a warm towel, trying to stay calm, though his hands were trembling. He gently wiped Lily's face, knowing she'd feel better for it. Kurt put it back in the bathroom and went back to his daughter. Kurt scratched Sheba's head lightly and sat down with Lily.

"Will you play with me?" She asked, looking up at him hopefully.

"Of course, sweetie," Kurt told her, picking up one of Lily's Barbies, heart thumping uneasily in his chest and he tried to keep his hands from shaking. He knew he'd screwed up.

Blaine slipped into the house quietly. He felt so guilty for just storming out but he had needed to cool down. The fight was stupid and they had both over reacted – stress from their jobs had overtaken them briefly – and Blaine had left. Both he and Kurt had a tendency to flare up when bated and though it was a coveted trait to fight one's ground, it often resulted in blazing rows. They'd managed to keep things under control just recently but they were both under so much pressure that anger had consumed them before they'd had time to think rationally.

Blaine hung up his coat and toed off his shoes, knowing his life would be on the line with Kurt if he didn't. He glanced at the living room but found it empty. He frowned and began his search of the house. He paused at the bedroom door and smiled softly when he heard Kurt singing to Lily.

"Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these broken wings and learn to fly,

All your life,

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see,

All your life,

You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird, fly, blackbird, fly,

Into the light of the dark black night,

Blackbird, fly, blackbird, fly,

Into the light of the dark black night.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,

Take these broken wings and learn to fly,

All your life,

You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

You were only waiting

For this moment to arise,

You were only waiting

For this moment to arise."

The song had always sent chills down Blaine's spine – and that was when it was sung by Paul McCartney, let alone by the man he loved. Kurt's voice was as stunning as ever and Blaine was almost brought to tears by the way Kurt's vocals teased each word and gave it a deeper send of meaning than Blaine realised existed in the whole of the world.

Throwing his train of thought aside to focus on the situation in hand, Blaine hesitantly stepped into the room. "Hi," he greeted quietly.

"Daddy!" Lily cried, scrambling to her feet and launching herself across the room, hugging his leg. Blaine crouched down, picking her up and hugged her gently. He looked at Kurt over her shoulder and frowned. His husband was biting his lip and looked close to tears, wringing his hands together in typical fashion for Kurt, which usually meant that he was trying to conceal an emotion.

"It's time for your nap Lily," Kurt said gently and Lily pulled back, nodding. The two men helped her into her pyjamas and tucked her into bed. Lily snuggled under her duvet and after her spell of tears, she fell asleep easily.

When she was settled, Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and tugged him out of Lily's room and into their own. Kurt shut the door and immediately threw his arms around Blaine's neck, kissing every inch of his face. "I'm so sorry," Kurt cried, caressing every inch of skin he could reach.

Blaine hugged Kurt tightly. "Me too; God, Kurt, I'm so sorry." He continued to hold Kurt and after a few minutes, Blaine felt something wet on his cheek. He pulled back slightly and saw that Kurt was crying. "Baby, please don't cry," Blaine urged, wiping Kurt's tears away.

"She thought she was going back," Kurt sobbed, hiccupping and clutching Blaine tightly, hands fisting in the back of Blaine's t-shirt.

"What?" Blaine asked, thoroughly confused. He could feel every shudder that ran through Kurt's body and the fact that Kurt was upset made him want to cry, too. He always appeared so strong, but only Blaine saw him crumble.

"She heard us fighting and she said the last time that happened, she was left at the agency. She thought we were taking her back," Kurt cried and Blaine gasped, holding Kurt tightly.

"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry," Blaine whispered in his ear, fighting his own tears. Kurt continued to sob into Blaine's shoulder and the older man held him tightly, whispering soothing words into his ear and rubbing his back.

"I'm a horrible father," Kurt muttered and Blaine pulled back in shock.

"What? No, Kurt!" Blaine cried, tilting Kurt's head up so that he was looking at him. "No! Kurt, you are a wonderful father, don't ever doubt that."

Kurt sniffed and hiccupped, tears still streaming down his face. Blaine wiped the tears away and gently kissed each cheek. Kurt hiccupped again and Blaine ran a hand through his husband's hair, smiling when Kurt leaned into the touch.

"I'm so sorry, baby," Blaine whispered. "It was such a stupid fight."

"No, I'm sorry," Kurt sniffed. "I didn't mean to snap at you."

"It's OK," Blaine soothed, "come on." Blaine led Kurt to the bathroom and grabbed him some tissues. Kurt blew his nose and fisted away his tears. "I know we've both been stressed and busy recently," Blaine said gently, "and I had no right to take it out on you."

Kurt shook his head. "No, it's OK. We were both wrong."

"I love you so much Kurt," Blaine vowed, leaning his forehead against Kurt's. "Maybe I should quit – ow!"

Kurt had punched him in the arm, pulling back and glaring at him in a way that would have been adorable if it wasn't so terrifying. "That is the stupidest thing you have ever said. You are not quitting."

"But we've been so stressed," Blaine protested.

"Blaine, you love performing and yes, it's stressful but we've been through so much worse! It was just one stupid fight! We're going to be fine," Kurt insisted, gazing up at Blaine with pleading eyes.

"I know, you're right, sorry, I'm being stupid," Blaine replied, shaking his head. Kurt cupped his husband's cheek and pressed their lips together.

"We're going to be fine," Kurt promised. "At the moment we need to focus on Lily."

"How upset was she?" Blaine asked as Kurt led him out of the bathroom.

"Very," Kurt whispered. "Oh, Blaine, you should have seen her; she was so devastated. I found her crying in her room and it just broke my heart."

Blaine didn't know what to say so he just held him tightly. "We're all going to be OK," he whispered after a few moments of silence. "We'll sit Lily down and explain to her that we aren't going anywhere." Kurt nodded and cuddled closer to Blaine who dropped a kiss on his temple. "How about we go cuddle on the couch, put on Project Runway and have a drink?" Blaine suggested, raising a questioning eyebrow at Kurt.

"Sounds good," Kurt smiled. Blaine took his hand and tugged him out of their room and into the living room.

Kurt got the drinks while Blaine set up Project Runway. Kurt sat down and pulled Blaine into his lap, wrapping his free arm around him. Blaine sighed contentedly and nuzzled Kurt's neck before turning his attention on the screen.

When Lily woke up, Kurt and Blaine switched off the television and sat their daughter between them. "Sweetie," Blaine started gently. "We want you to know that, no matter what, you will always be ours. We love you so much and we'll never give you up."

"You're our daughter, Lily," Kurt smiled, "no matter what."

"You're not breaking up?' Lily looked up at them with pleading eyes, silently begging them to say she was wrong.

"Where did you learn that?" Blaine asked, frowning.

"There's a boy in my class. He said his parents are breaking up," Lily told them, eyes wide with innocence, "he said they fight a lot."

"Sweetie," Kurt said gently, "your dad and I aren't breaking up. We'll never break up."

"Your dad's the best thing that has ever happened to me," Blaine said, smiling. Kurt looked up at him fondly. "He's my best friend."

"We love you so much Lily," Kurt smiled, kissing her cheek. "Don't ever question that."

"I love you, Daddy," Lily said, wrapping her arms around Kurt's neck and after a few moments, she did the same to Blaine. They hugged her back tightly, their thoughts identical – how did I get so lucky?