Carole and Burt were standing in the nursery.

The nursery, that in three months, would hold Kurt's own baby. From his uterus.

"I don't think I can do this." Blaine whispered into Kurt's neck from the doorway, and Kurt scoffed.

"At least they're not your parents!"

"You seem awfully calm about this…" Blaine hissed, taking Kurt's hand and squeezing.

Kurt shrugged, but his fingers were trembling. Burt finally turned around and gave them a long look.

"Something you haven't been telling us?" Burt raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah…we're uh…we're having a baby…" Kurt said softly, faltering slightly.

Burt didn't look happy.

"Aren't you two a little young to be considering adoption?"

Kurt bit his lip. "It's not adoption, exactly."

Burt frowned. "Surrogacy?"

Kurt took a deep breath and looked to Carole, who nodded encouragingly with a small smile. With a small gulp, he stepped out of Blaine's embrace.

"Not surrogacy." With tentative fingers, Kurt slowly lifted the fabric of his baggy shirt over his stomach, revealing the skin that had stretched over the baby's growth.

There was a stunned silence.

"You..That.. Men can't get pregnant. No."

Kurt dropped his shirt, wrapping his arms protectively around himself. Blaine stepped up behind him, pulling Kurt back into his arms, offering comfort.

"Dad…" Kurt whispered.

"This is a joke right?" Burt laughed awkwardly. Carole looked at her feet, slightly ashamed. "Right?"

"Burt, I think we should go."

"Why?"

"Because you're making Kurt feel horrible." Carole said.

Kurt tensed at the mention of his name, turning to hide his face in Blaine's shirt. Blaine murmured something to him and Kurt nodded. Carole smiled at them apologetically as Blaine pulled Kurt from the room.

"Burt, let's go."

"But Kurt.."

Blaine reappeared out of their room, watching as Carole tugged Burt down the stairs.

"I haven't said good bye yet!" he protested.

"Burt, just go." Carole sighed.

She glanced up at Blaine, standing guard in front of his bedroom door and half smiled.

"I'll try to explain to him...I'll call you later okay?"

Blaine nodded and she hesitated.

"Blaine... He isn't rejecting you... He just honestly doesn't understand."

Blaine shrugged.

"You don't have to convince me. You have to convince him." he gestured to the door.

Carole sighed.

"I know. I'll call you." she said as she left, shutting the front door behind herself.

Blaine gave himself a moment before he went back in to Kurt.

"Are they gone?"

Blaine pulled Kurt into his arms, rubbing his back as Kurt cried softly.

"Are you okay?"

Kurt whimpered, nuzzling his face against Blaine's chest.

"Why wasn't he upset? Why didn't he freak out?"

"I don't know." Blaine said softly, still rubbing at Kurt's back.

"She should've told him. That would've been better. It's like he didn't even believe me!" he whispered, cuddling into Blaine tighter.

"Carole will fix it, okay?" Blaine assured him, and Kurt nodded gently with a small sigh, pulling his shirt up again to look at it.

"Hi baby." He said softly, and Blaine smiled, rubbing his hands along Kurt's sides as he talked. "Those were your grandparents."

"They're going to love you." Blaine said softly from over his shoulder. "They just need time."

Kurt squeezed his eyes closed as his mobile rang, and he frowned, grabbing it from the bedside table.

"Hello?"

"Kurt…you're…you're pregnant…?"

Kurt drew in a deep breath. "Yeah dad."

"How…?"

Kurt blushed. "Uhh…"

"It's Blaine, isn't it?"

"Yeah…"

"Can I talk to him?"

Kurt faltered. "Uhm…"

"Please Kurt."

He finally handed the phone over to Blaine, who took it apprehensively.

"Hello?"

"Did you know?"

"What?"

"Did you know you'd get my boy pregnant?"

"No sir." Blaine said calmly. "I didn't even know it was possible."

Kurt stroked Blaine's arm, offering comfort as he heard his father's voice get louder, causing Blaine to wince. After a few minutes Blaine hung up, staring at the phone.

"Carole took it off him." he explained to Kurt, a little shocked.

"Blaine? What did he say?"

Blaine shook his head.

"You don't need to know."

"Blaine..."

"Kurt, you don't need to know."

Kurt sighed, dropping his head to rest it on Blaine's shoulder again.

"Oh, Kurt?"

"Mm?"

"Carole's sending Rachel and Finn over."

"When?"

"Um, now?" Blaine said as a car pulled up outside.

Kurt's eyes went wide.

"Blaine... Do they know?"

"I'm not sure..."'

Kurt's eyes widened further. "Oh my god…"

"Do you want me to tell them you're sick?"

"KURT!" Rachel's voice screeched up the stairs, and he panicked. "COME HERE!"

"Ughhh, Hold on Rachel! I uhh…"

Her thundering footsteps echoed up the hall and Kurt froze.

"Blaine!" he whimpered, and Blaine quickly shut the door and stood out in the hallway, blocking the path when Rachel stormed up.

"Blaine, get out of my way!" she frowned.

"Kurt's um….sick. He's like, throwing up and stuff. He doesn't want to see you."

"Then why aren't you in there, looking after him!" she frowned. "You're the father of his child!"

Blaine was stunned. So she knew? In his silence, she managed to worm past him, opening the door to find Kurt with a classic 'deer-in-the-headlights' look.

Rachel flung herself at him, engulfing him in a death-grip.

"I'm very angry at you." She said, kissing his cheek gently.

Kurt was still frozen, trying to angle his stomach away from her. Immediately she dropped to her knees, pulling up his shirt to reveal his bulging stomach.

"Oh Kurt…it's beautiful!" she gushed with a grin, and Kurt finally got his words back.

"What….how…how did you know?"

"I had to hear it from Finn, five minutes before we got here!" She frowned, standing back up. "That is why I'm angry at you. Why didn't you tell me?"

Kurt pulled his shirt down, a flustered grin on his lips. "I…how do you explain something like this?"

She grinned. "What were you afraid of?" she laughed. "Me not believing you? Kurt, how could I not? You've got a freakin' bulge! Anyway, why would you make this up?"

Kurt let out a deep breath, pulling her into a hug. Blaine and Finn stood at the doorway, quietly talking.

"Thank you." he breathed into her hair. Rachel laughed, her hands dropping to Kurt's waist.

"For what? And I think you'd better let me go, the baby's kicking the hell out of me. I don't think she likes hugs."

Kurt laughed, pulling back and wiping at his face.

"She?"

"I think it's a she."

"Blaine thinks it's a him."

"I guess we'll just have to wait to find out." Rachel laughed, hugging him again. "And stop hiding! I want to see!" She yanked his shirt back up, placing her hands on his stomach. "She moves a lot doesn't she?" She asked, her eyes going wide.

Kurt smiled. "You have no idea."

She stared down at it with a grin. "So am I godmother or…?"

Kurt laughed. "Auntie, silly."

She giggled. "Oh my god I'm so excited!" she giggled. "Have you picked out the nursery or…?"

Kurt nodded, excitement bubbling in his chest. "Come on!"

"Kurt…be careful." Blaine said fondly from the doorway. "Don't tire yourself out."

Kurt kissed him on the cheek as they passed, and Finn followed them to the nursery.

"So…does this technically make you a girl?"

^.^

Blaine finished showing Rachel and Finn out and came back inside to find Kurt already asleep on the couch. He smiled at him fondly, laughing slightly as he came around the couch to find Kurt's shirt pulled up, and his hands on either side.

"You've had a very long day." Blaine whispered, dropping a blanket over Kurt. He leant down to kiss his cheek, swearing softly when the phone rang and ran off to answer it before it woke up Kurt.

"Hello?"

"Blaine? It's Carole."

Blaine smiled. "Hey."

"I want to apologise for earlier. Burt…he's calmed down since then. It was just a bit of a shock – I should have told him earlier and-"

"Hey, it's okay." Blaine interrupted. "Kurt was just a bit upset…"

Carole seemed to hesitate. "Can I talk to him?"

"He's sleeping at the moment…do you want him to ring you when he wakes up?"

"Blaine…" Kurt said sleepily from the doorway, and Blaine sighed.

He half-covered the receiver. "Sorry babe. I tried to get the phone before it woke you."

"S'okay. Is that Carole?"

Blaine nodded, and Kurt held out his hand for the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Kurt…I'm so sorry about your dad…"

"Is he okay now?" Kurt asked.

He knew it wasn't his dad's fault. He couldn't blame him for rejecting the idea – Kurt had done the exact same thing.

"He's asleep. When we got home, I talked him through it…he seemed more accepting. Do you mind if we came over tomorrow?"

"We might come to you. We've got to go shopping for a few more things – the more expensive things like cloth nappies and stuff."

"Are you boys able to pay for everything? We can help…"

"No, no…we can do everything. We'd like to do everything ourselves. We're…slowly…turning into adults."

"Fathers." Carole clarified. "If you boys do need help, make sure you talk to us. We'd hate for you to struggle."

"Okay. I promise." Kurt yawned.

Carole laughed.

"I'll let you go back to sleep now."

"Okay." Kurt nodded. "See you tomorrow."

"Bye!"

They both hung up, and Kurt turned to Blaine with an uncertain smile.

"They want to see us tomorrow."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"I don't know yet."

Blaine stepped forward, pulling Kurt into his arms. "I'm sure everything will be okay."

Kurt nodded and started to inch his way to the stairs.

"Can you come sleep now? I'm tired…and baby and I don't want to be alone."

Blaine smiled and kissed him gently before helping him up the stairs and tucking them both into bed. His hands instinctively wrapped around both Kurt and his stomach, and he planted a kiss to Kurt's shoulder.

Tomorrow was going to be a long day.