Kurt sped through morning tea, trying to wolf it down so he could tell Blaine the good news. Carole watched him fondly, halfway through Madeline's bottle.

"Don't eat too fast." She scolded fondly, and Kurt chuckled.

"Carole, I'm going home tonight. You can't say anything that will slow me down!"

Carole chuckled, turning Madeline over on her shoulder to burp her.

"Can we go back to my room now?"

"Don't you want to tell Blaine?" Barbara asked, and Kurt blinked in confusion.

"Isn't he in my room…?"

"Not for a couple of days now sweetie…" Carole laughed and Kurt looked confused.

"Where is he?"

"You'll see." Barbara smiled as Kurt swallowed the last of his meal. "Do you want to walk down to see him?"

Kurt tested himself, standing up, and found himself too wobbly. "Uhm…not all the way."

Barbara smiled and nodded, finding the wheelchair and pushing it back over. Kurt sunk into it gratefully, stretching out his legs and sighing.

"Blaine now?"

Carole chuckled. "Do you want to finish burping Madeline?"

"Yes please!"

Carole handed her over and Kurt grinned, resting her over his shoulder and gently patting her back as Barbara wheeled him to the lifts.

"Where are we going?" Kurt asked as Carole hit the ground floor.

"You'll see." They both replied and Kurt let out a frustrated grunt, but kept quiet.

Madeline – a little more used to the elevator – whimpered slightly on the way down, but Kurt cooed to her gently and she settled.

The lift stopped at the ground and they made their way to paediatrics. Not understanding, Kurt looked around – until he heard gentle guitar music from the second youngest room. Blinking slightly, he passed Madeline to Carole and wheeled himself forward, stopping in the doorway as he got himself around the frame.

Blaine sat in the middle of the room – on a proper chair this time – with a crowd of captivated children around him.

As Kurt watched, one of the nurses stepped in, calling the kids away to food, or visitors – back to their beds to give Blaine a break.

Blaine stood, setting his guitar down carefully and stretching.

Kurt pushed himself out of his wheelchair, wincing slightly at the burn in his legs, and silently hobbled to where Blaine was, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Blaine jumped, turning around to find Kurt and relaxing.

"Oh hi." He laughed, hugging him back. "How'd you find me?"

"Apparently, the nurses like to gossip." Kurt whispered, laughing. "Are you free?"

"Almost." Blaine told him. "Go sit down, and I'll be there soon."

Kurt did as he was asked, watching as Blaine talked to all of the kids again, waving goodbye, sharing jokes and getting hugs from one or two of the kids – and a couple of the parents as well.

"Done." Blaine smiled, meeting Kurt in the doorway and waving at the kids as he left the ward, stroking Madeline's head fondly.

"Back to our room then? I've got some good news."

"Yeah." Blaine agreed, smiling at Carole and Barbara. "Just got to thank the nurses first."

^.^

Ten minutes later, Kurt had been tucked back into bed by Carole and Barbara, both of them insisting he get some rest while Blaine packed up their stuff, and Barbara told him what he'd have to do.

"Kurt will be able to do nearly everything, just make sure he doesn't stand for too long." She instructed Blaine. "And make sure he gets plenty of rest – try not to let him tire himself out too much. Stairs will be difficult – he can manage, but don't let him carry Madeline upstairs."

Kurt interrupted sleepily from the bed.

"Take plenty of naps, barely any walking. Got it."

Barbara laughed.

"That's about it. I'll see you bright and early Monday morning Kurt, you still have another week of physio."

Kurt groaned and Barbara smiled at him.

"Just be grateful they're letting you go home."

"I am! You just get too much pleasure out of thinking up evil exercises."

Barbara laughed, frowning at him.

"Go to sleep. I'll see you later."

"Yes ma'am." Kurt mumbled, rolling over and missing the look Barbara sent at him.

"Good luck!" she called, letting herself out of the room.

Blaine quickly finished packing up their stuff, and hesitated, glancing between Carole and Madeline, and Kurt.

"Go take it down to the car." Carole said softly. "He'll still be asleep when you get back."

Blaine nodded, his decision made. Slinging his guitar on his back, he grabbed all the bags except for Madeline's nappy bag – the one that had their wallets in it - and hurried out of the room, ignoring Carole asking him why he couldn't take two trips.

He bounced back into the room not much later, taking Madeline out of Carole's arms and kissing the woman on the cheek, much to her surprise.

"Thank you. For everything." Blaine said warmly. "You dropped everything to come and help us when we needed it, and just... Thank you." He repeated, and Carole smiled at him, hugging him gently.

"We're family... That's what family does."

^.^

Kurt woke later – when Madeline had started crying, and Blaine hadn't gotten to her fast enough - about ten minutes after Carole had left, making Blaine promise to ring her if they needed anything, and promising to come to the party on Sunday afternoon.

"She won't be hungry yet." He'd mumbled. "Check her nappy."

Blaine made a face at him, but took his advice, screwing his nose up and carrying Madeline over to the change table.

A couple of minutes later, Blaine deposited Madeline in Kurt's arms, hurrying out of the room to bin the dirty nappy and wash his hands.

Kurt rested Madeline on his stomach, slouching so that he was lying flat, and holding her in place. She gurgled, kicking her legs in the air and waving around her arms, and Kurt laughed, slowly waking up.

"Are you excited to go home as well?" he asked, tickling her sides.

She gurgled again, and Blaine laughed, scooping the baby back up off of Kurt and kissing her nose as Kurt pouted up at him, the expression quickly relaxing back into a smile.

"Of course she is! She wants to go home just as much as we do." Blaine told him, leaning down to kiss Kurt's nose as well. "We just have to get you checked out of the hospital, whenever you're ready to go."

Kurt practically bounced upright.

"Really? Can we go now?"

Blaine laughed, kissing his cheek.

"Are you ready to go then?" he teased, and Kurt smiled up at him.

"Definitely."

They checked the room one last time, making sure they hadn't forgotten anything before leaving, making their way to the nurse's station.

A few forms later, and Kurt was checked out of the hospital. He grinned proudly as he took Blaine's hand, waving goodbye to the nurses he'd had to depend upon for a couple of weeks.

"We don't want to see you back here until you're ready to give Madeline a sibling!" one teased, and Kurt blushed.

"You'll see me for physio next week anyway."

"Are you sure you don't want a wheelchair?" Jackie asked in concern, noting how wobbly Kurt was.

"No, I'll be fine." Kurt grinned. "Thank you though."

"Take care of yourself." She called as they walked away.

In the elevator, Kurt let go of Blaine's hand, leaning against the side with a sigh.

"You okay?" Blaine asked, rocking Madeline when she started to whimper and readjusting the nappy bag on his back.

"Fine. My legs are still a bit wobbly, that's all." Kurt explained, taking Blaine's hand again as the elevator stopped.

"Alright." Blaine said, stopping just outside of the hospital, and pushing Kurt down onto a seat. "You wait here with Madeline, and I'll go get the car."

"Blaine..." Kurt called as Blaine started to walk off. "You did remember to bring the car seat didn't you?"

Blaine laughed.

"Of course I did."

^.^

It didn't take Blaine long to get the car, and soon they were both struggling with the car seat. Blaine had managed to attach it to the car, but how the straps did up around Madeline was almost twice as confusing. Kurt finally pushed Blaine aside and managed it in two or three movements, tugging to make sure it wasn't too tight, and pulled back, grinning at Blaine.

"Front or back seat?" Blaine asked, and Kurt frowned, glancing at Madeline nervously.

"Will she be okay in the backseat by herself?"

"She's strapped in." Blaine said gently, noting the way Kurt was stroking Madeline's arm worriedly, biting at his lip. "And I'll drive carefully, okay?"

"..okay." Kurt agreed finally, letting Blaine help him into the front seat, but almost immediately twisting around so that he could keep an eye on Madeline.

"Blaine, this is her first time in a car."

"Yeah?" Blaine asked, glancing at Kurt and taking his hand with a smile as he eased the car out into the traffic.

"It seems... important. Like a milestone or something."

"Mm." Blaine agreed non-commitedly. He was far more nervous then he thought he'd be, driving Madeline home. She was very small... What if there was an accident?

Kurt sighed and dropped the topic, glancing back at Madeline again. He curled sideways in his seat, resting his cheek against the headrest, yawning tiredly as he glanced between Blaine and Madeline. Ten minutes into their journey, both Kurt and Madeline were fast asleep.

Blaine smiled at them both fondly before turning to concentrate on the road.

^.^

Kurt woke up as Blaine turned to car off, making a sleepy noise of annoyance until he realised where they were.

"Maddy?" he asked, confused, and Blaine smiled.

"Sleeping."

"Oh..."

Blaine smiled at him.

"Do you want to get her out of the car while I unlock the house?"

Kurt seemed oddly nervous, glancing at her, then at the house before nodded, smiling at Blaine.

"Okay." He agreed, climbing out of the car and leaning over their daughter. "Shh." He soothed when she started whimpering, obviously a bit confused. "It's okay princess, daddy's got you."

Blaine held the door open as Kurt went past him, almost immediately seating himself on the couch and stretching out his legs.

"Shh, it's okay baby, we're home now." Kurt soothed as Blaine went back for the bags and his guitar.

By the time Blaine had returned, Madeline was calmer, her eyes locking with Kurt's every time he moved – as if waiting for a reaction.

"How is she?" Blaine asked softly, depositing the bags in a corner and putting his guitar on its stand.

"Good. I think." Kurt said softly, chewing his lip as he watched her look around. "She seems…okay."

Blaine nodded, carefully sitting down next to them.

"Kurt." Blaine nudged him gently.

Adjusting his grip on Madeline, Kurt glanced over at his boyfriend, worry lines creasing his forehead.

"What?"

"We're home. All three of us."