All too soon, in Kurt’s opinion, dinner was ready and Kate had to leave.

“Don‘t be a stranger, Kate.” Kurt said, leaning over her baby bump to kiss her on the cheek. “And try to stop by before those babies come out.”

“Why? Do you and Blaine have a bet on how much bigger I‘m going to get?” Kate teased.

“Maaayybee…” Kurt winked.

Kate rolled her eyes. “See ya, Kurt.” she said, leaving the apartment, Blaine following her.

“I‘ll be back in a minute Kurt, I‘m just going see Kate safely to Kyle‘s car.”

“Okay.”

Blaine shut the apartment door and he and Kate headed for the elevator.

“Kate?”

“Hmm?”

“What do you think about Lizzy?” he asked

Kate hesitated “I think she‘s an adorable, sweet little baby.” she said as they got into the elevator.

“But…” Blaine encouraged.

“But, I keep wondering why you thought it was a good idea to get her.” the elevator doors opened with a ding, Kate rushed out of the building. Blaine ran after her.

“What‘s that suppose to mean? I told you that-”

“that you and Kurt thought ‘Hey why not have a baby together’, that you were both desperate to have kids, and that you were worried that you would be too old to have kids by the time you found a decent guy.” Kate took a calming breath “Look, Blaine, I get it. You and Kurt have both wanted kids since you were little. And the fact that you‘re 27 and still haven‘t got one of your own bothers you,  I get that. But I think you were stupid to go and just adopt one like that.” Kate clicked her fingers. Blaine stopped in his tracks, and listened to his sister.

“Blaine, did you guys even take into consideration what would happen and who the baby would go to if, say, one of you guys got married? If that happened, what would happen to Lizzy. Would she stay with you or Kurt? Are you guys even going to have time to date now, now that you have a baby on your hands?

“I’m sorry, Blaine, I know you don’t want to hear this. But, if there is absolutely no chance of you and Kurt getting together, you need to give the baby back to the agency before you both get too attached.” Kate wiped a tear from her own face, damn hormones “I‘m sorry, Blaine. I just don‘t want any of you to get hurt.” Blaine hugged her.

“It‘s okay, Kate, I needed to hear that. I guess there are some things I need to think about, before the official papers are signed.”

“Yeah…” she wiped her eyes, and pulled away from Blaine’s embrace. “For what it‘s worth, I think you‘re a great father.”

Blaine smiled, tears in his eyes “Thank you.” he said, hugging her one last time, as he saw Kyle’s car pull up in front of them.

Honk honk.

“Hey there, pretty lady.” Kyle called, rolling down his window. “Wanna ride?” he smirked

Kate laughed, “Kyle, you dork!”

“Is that a no?” he gasped, mockingly. “Too bad. I guess you won‘t be getting these…” he teased, holding up a large box of cream eggs.

Kate chuckled “Bye Blaine.” she said before walking over to the car. “Give me the box.” she demanded

Dinner was long and awkward, in Blaine’s opinion, he couldn’t stop thinking about what Kate said. Should they give Lizzy back to the agency? …Maybe he should talk to Kur- NO! At least, not yet. He needed sort his own thoughts out first.

Currently, Blaine lay across his bed, thinking-over-thinking- everything. After dinner, he told Kurt he was having an early night, and he needed to sort out some things for work. He could tell by the judgemental look on Kurt’s face that he knew that he was lying. But, Kurt also knew that Blaine would tell him in his own time, for that Blaine was grateful.

Blaine didn’t want to give Lizzy up, he was actually enjoying being a dad, she was so cute and funny-and she made Kurt happy, too. Kurt. He wouldn’t want to give her up, would he? He already said he felt like they had her more than a few days…That’s a good thing right?

Of course, there’s the option that he and Kurt could get together. No. That’s not a possibility.

Well…

Kurt’s cute.

Funny.

Caring.

Great-with-kids.

He’s -Blaine will admit it- Hot.

Hmm… Maybe he could get together wit- NO! He can’t. Kurt wouldn’t want him. Kurt deserved better. Not-to-mention they’d been friends forever. It’d be too weird, and it could ruin their friendship forever. No, Blaine thought, best if we leave that bridge alone…

So…What does that leave?

Giving Lizzy back… Damn.

Blaine solemnly sat up in his bed. I guess that’s our only choice…

He stood up and walked to his bedroom door with the sole intention of telling Kurt that maybe having a baby with each other isn’t a good idea after all.

Blaine reached for the door knob and…

“Rain drops on roses and whisker on kittens.”

He froze.

“Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens.”

Kurt was singing.

“Brown paper packages tied up with strings…”

Blaine quietly, opened his door an inch, making sure Kurt didn’t see him.

“These are a few of my favourite things.”

Kurt was dancing gently and smoothly around the living room, cradling Lizzy to his chest. Looking down on her with so much…passion and…and love.

“Cream coloured ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favourite things”

Blaine’s heart was beating so fast. Kurt looked so happy, the smile on his face said even more than that; he was, content, peaceful, sparkling, the list goes on. He’d never seen Kurt like this. He was beautiful.

“Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favourite things”

Tears welled up in Blaine’s eyes, Kurt was a natural father. Blaine felt a unfamiliar sensation of butterflies in his stomach, and for whatever reason, he smiled. A smile of admiration, respect, and.. something else that Blaine didn’t know was there.

“When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favourite things
And then I don't feeeeel”

Kurt’s angelic voice echoed off the walls, as he waltzed over to Lizzy’s crib.

“So baaad.”

On that final note, Kurt tucked Lizzy into her crib, and placed a gentle, loving kiss to her forehead.

“Goodnight, Lizzy.” he whispered.

Blaine blinked, allowing tears to fall, he shut the door silently. He leant against it, and slowly sank down to the ground.

No, no way, his mind cried.

That’s when Blaine realized that there was no way either he, or Kurt, could give Lizzy back. Not now.

Not ever.