Chapter 12

It only took a week for the Dalton Coven to find Quinn's hideout. She had been leaving a trail for weeks and the coven took a preemptive choice to follow it. Everyone geared up and made a plan to get Quinn and the weapon.

“It's about a mile upstream.” Wes informed Jon as the groups ran in formation in the dense forest.

“Alright, you guys know the plan. Make sure you're group is protected and always make sure that Kurt is out of harm's way.” Jon instructed and looked at Kurt gripping his mate's neck tightly as Blaine held him snuggly to his back.

“I see the clearing!” A member yelled as they reached the river separating the land. Each member jumped over the gap and they saw figures in the distance.

“Stop!” Jon commanded as he stopped and held his arms out. They were face-to-face with the rouges and Quinn, who was standing in the middle. Jon instantly went into a defensive stance as did the others in his group. He looked to his right to see Blaine gently put Kurt down away from rest and take his place next to his father.

“Well, looks like you actually followed my trail. I'm shocked, Jon, I thought you would just come in guns blazing. I underestimated you.” Quinn sighed in disappointment.

Jon smiled. “Well, seems to be a lot of that lately, hmm? Remember when you're fearless leader underestimated me also? Now she's rotting in a cell for all eternity.” Quinn's lip twitched in anger and Jon smiled internally. “Now, do you want to do this the easy way, or the hard way?” Quinn seemed un-impressed.

“I mean, you can come and try to take the weapon, if you want to die that is.” Jon raised his eyebrow. “No way are you getting this weapon unless it's from my cold dead hand.” Quinn threatened.

Jon raised his knife. “That can be arranged.” He growled as Quinn laughed.

Jon has had enough and instructed his group to attack. Quinn immediately attack as well and all hell broke loose.

Blaine ran and killed the first two rouges that came after him. He spotted another coming to close to his mate and he leaped on the rouges back and snapped his neck. Blaine turned toward his mate to make sure he was unharmed. Kurt nodded determinately, silently telling Blaine that he was okay and go kill the bitch that stabbed their son.

“Oh Blainey!” Blaine quickly turned toward the voice and saw Sebastian across the way. His fangs instantly lengthened and he growled. “What's wrong, Blaine? You're little wifey too fat to move?” Blaine knew Sebastian was taunting him, but he could feel his control slip as his pregnant mate is mocked.

“Blaine!” Kurt yelled and Blaine snapped his head to Kurt. “Don't lost focus, he's taunting you. He wants you to attack him. Think clearly, don't worry about me!” Kurt reasoned.

Blaine breathed deeply as he calmed himself. He turned around to find Sebastian gone and he looked around quickly. He felt an arm wrap itself around his neck and he was yanked back. The breath was knocked out of him and he struggled to get free from the crushing grip.

“You should have attack when you had the chance! Now I'm going to snap your neck!” Sebastian yelled from behind Blaine as he tightened his grip. Blaine thrashed around trying to scratch at Sebastian's arm to get him to release. He looked at Kurt, silently asking him if it was okay to give up the control. When Kurt nodded his head yes, Blaine let the vampiric instinct take over and Sebastian was shocked when his arm was ripped from his body. He doubled over in pain and he held the stump. He looked up at Blaine as he heard the most feral growl he has heard in his immortal life.

“What the fuck are you?” Sebastian stuttered. He looked at Blaine in pure terror as he took in the features. His eyes were completely black, his skin turned pale grey and his fingernails grew to sharp points. Sebastian knew he was fucked, but he thought that he could talk his way out of this. “Blaine, I'm sorry for insulting lady-boy over there. Please don't kill me.” He pleaded when he got no reply he began to sweat for the first time in a long time.

Blaine was stoic for a moment before he smiled and in a swift moment, he had Sebastian by the neck and slammed him on the ground, leaving a crack. Sebastian coughed up blood and he scrambled to remove the hand from his throat. Blaine tightened his hand and saw the veins in Sebastian's eyes pop. He smiled in satisfaction as the life in his enemy's eyes began to fade. “Please…” Sebastian breathed out as it became harder to breath. Blaine looked into the terrified eyes of Sebastian Smythe once more before he flicked his wrist, breaking his neck and letting the body crumple before him. He turned toward his terrified mate and ran to him. He could feel himself coming back slowly as he felt Kurt's warm embrace.

Leon could not believe that he followed the Dalton Coven to this fight. He made it his mission to stay out of vampire issues, but after he saved the princes' child, he somehow felt a little attachment to the family. He kept telling himself that he followed just to watch the weapon in action, but deep down he knew he followed to lend assistance to the Dalton Coven if needed. He watched the prince fight a rouge and was shocked at the sudden transformation. “When could he do that?” He decided to lurk closer to the battle and only intervene when it was crucial.

Quinn watched with distain as her rogues were quickly being disposed of. She decided that activating the weapon is her best choice at winning. She quickly grabbed it and opened the box. She watches as the gear turn and all vampires grabbed their ears and howled in pain. She smiled triumphantly as the shield she made worked as the weapons powers didn't affect her. She looked around at the Dalton Coven and zeroed in on Kurt and Blaine, both grabbing their ears and double down in pain. Turing around and grabbing a knife out of its hiding place, she ran to the couple in a blur, Jon followed her with his eyes as he struggled to stand with the incredible pain in his head. He was much older than many of the members, so he could tolerate pain much easier.

“Blaine! She's going after Kurt!” Jon screamed as loud as he could when he saw Quinn run toward the two with a knife raised. He knew immediately what she was doing and he sluggishly ran after her.

Blaine squinted through the pain and jumped in front of Kurt as he heard his father scream at him in time to see Quinn swing her knife. He felt an intense pain in his abdomen as he looked at the satisfied grin on Quinn's face. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion as Blaine looked over Quinn's shoulder to see his father's shocked face turn into pure anger as he grabbed Quinn around her neck from behind and yank her away from the couple. He heard Kurt behind screaming in agony as blood soaked his shirt. Blaine made a strangled sound and his legs gave out underneath him and he fell on his back.

“Blaine!?” Kurt screamed as he grabbed his mate's head and put it in his lap, petting his matted curls. “Baby?” He cried has his mate's skin turned a deathly white. “Blaine?” Kurt whispered desperately, he felt his bones chill as Blaine coughed up blood, nearly chocking on it.

Leon took in a quick breath as he watched the scene unfold in front of him. He watched Jon try to kill Quinn, but to no avail. He decided now would be the time to help. He rushed over Jon, who was not expecting to see the warlock.

“Leon!?” Jon yelled in confusion as he held a wiggling Quinn. He tried to snap her neck, but there was something preventing him from moving her body. He growled in frustration as he looked over to his dying son and distraught son-in-law.

“Yes, no time for pleasantries, hm? I'm here to aid you. You can't kill her until the weapon is destroyed. Only a vampire can destroy the weapon.” Leon rattled off. Before his sentence was complete, Kurt ran to the stone, took that weapon in his hand and smashed it down with all his strength. The weapon shattered into a million pieces and many things happened at once.

The intense pain ceased and all the vampire removed their hands, Jon twisted Quinn's neck quickly and efficiently and Kurt rushed back to his mate, putting his hand on the wound. Jon let Quinn's dead body fall to the ground and rushed over to Blaine as well.

Kurt bit his wrist hastily and put it to Blaine's dry, crackled lips. He yelled in frustration as his mate's skin turned even whiter. “Blaine! Take my blood damnit!” He yelled again.

“I can heal him.” Leon stepped closer but stopped dead in his tracks when Kurt let out a warning growl.

“Kurt, please let Leo help. He'll heal Blaine.” Jon whispered. He heard Kurt make the saddest sound Jon has heard and he grabbed Kurt and held him close. He felt the tears run down his shoulders and he held Kurt more firmly. Jon looked up and Leon. “Heal my boy.” He demanded. He dragged Kurt's legs across his own and cradled the distraught vampire.

Leon nodded. He kneeled next to Blaine and put his hands over the stab wound and starting to recite a spell. Kurt watched from Jon's arms in desperation as the warlock began to radiate. Blaine's skin began to regain color and the wound stitching itself together. Once Leon finished the spell, he whipped the sweat off his brow and stood up on shaky legs.

“Are you alright, Leon?” Jon asked. Leon looked at the leader and shook his head.

“Yes, this much magic takes a lot out of this guy, ha.” Leon joked.

 Kurt made a mewling noise and rushed out of Jon's embrace toward his mate. He went to his knees and held Blaine's face in his hands. “Blaine? Are you there?” Kurt desperately looked at his mate.

After a moment of silence, Blaine gasped and coughed violently. Kurt lifted Blaine up and hit his back. After a fit of violent coughing, Blaine looked around in confusion before settling on his upset mate.

“What happened? Did we win?” Blaine asked in confusion. He noticed Quinn's dead body near his father and he scrunched his eyebrows. He heard his mate's cry of happiness and was engulfed in a tight hug. He was knocked by the force of the embrace and wrapped his arms around Kurt's back.

Jon turned around from the scene and surveyed the battlefield. He was elated when he saw that only a few members of his coven were dead. All the rouges were dead. He smiled in triumph as he realized his coven was the best. He walked to Leon and hugged him. The warlock was stunned but nevertheless hugged back.

“I was hoping that you would like to join our coven as how healer. You look like you need somewhere to be and you showed your loyalty to my sons.” Jon practically begged the warlock who in turn smiled softly.

“Nothing would make me happier. I would love to join your coven.” Leon shook the hand offered to him by Jon.

The Dalton Coven had two wins that day.

Two months later

The months after the win, the Dalton Coven had an air of calmness and normalcy. Kurt finally felt like he could enjoy his pregnancy and family without fear of someone trying to kidnap them or kill them.

Being in the last week of his pregnancy, Kurt was as big as a house, hormonal and hungry. Blaine knew that he had to be very careful around Kurt and always help his mate when he needed to go to the bathroom, which was once every 10 minutes now, helping him move around and making the weird food combination that was demanded.

Don't get Blaine wrong, he loved seeing his mate's bulging stomach. It meant that their child was safe and growing normally. He just could do without the weird food combinations and emotional Kurt. Either way, he endured it because he knew Kurt had it even worse.

Kurt was currently watching a crappy reality show, absentmindedly stroking his stomach as he drank from a bottle of blood. He tensed when he felt a sliver of pain rush across his lower stomach. He ignored it again. These little pains came at random intervals for the past couple of days, but he didn't say anything thinking it was false labor. He resumed stroking once the pain subsided. No use getting Blaine worked up over nothing. Kurt knew how protective Blaine already is, telling him about his pain would only make it worse.

Later that day

“Did he go down?” Kurt asked as Blaine quietly closed the door to their bedroom.

“Yes. A little singing and he was out like a light.” Blaine smiled. He walked over to Kurt and kissed him on the head. “When are you going to stop this skin thing? You're almost all vampire, your skin is perfect.” Blaine shook his head when Kurt gave him a glare. He raised his hands in surrender and laid on their bed.

“Well, old habits die hard I gu-” Kurt's sentence was cut short when he felt fluid on his sweats. His eyes widened as he looked down. “Shit.” He whispered harshly and pushed himself away from the mirror.

Blaine was on high alert immediately. “What!? What's wrong!?” Blaine bombarded Kurt with every question in the world and Kurt huffed in frustration.

“Would you shut the fuck up, Blaine?” Kurt's raising an octave as he felt a sharp pain rack his stomach.

Blaine stopped. He looked at the fluid soaking Kurt's pants and the pained look on his face. Blaine's mind clicked and he went into overdrive. “Holy shit, you're in labor! Holy shit! Oh my god.” Blaine shakily screamed.

Kurt glared at his mate. “Don't just stand there! Get the damn bag and tell your parents.” Kurt demanded with venom in his voice. Blaine nodded in fear. He grabbed the bag and lifted Kurt bridal style and ran out of the room. He made it to his parent's room in no time and set Kurt down. He knocked loudly and insistently until his father wrenched the door open a look of anger on his face. Before Jon could get a word out, Blaine rushed out his words. “Kurt's in labor. Taking him to the hospital. Get Gab and meet us there!” Blaine picked Kurt back up and left before Jon could process what was happening. Thankfully, his wife was quicker than he was.

“Jon, go to the car. I'll grab Gabriel and meet you out there. We're about to become grandparents again!” Alex's voice roused Jon from his stupor and he rushed to the car. Alex ran into Gabriel's room and lifted the sleeping toddler, who was woken and started to cry, and preceded to go to the car where Jon was already waiting. She got in.

“Go Jon.” Alex said and Jon drove out of the parking lot, following Blaine's car both smiling widely.

At the hospital

Even though Kurt went through this before, the pain was still unbearable. It seemed that his labor was going too fast and he was almost 5 centimeters dilated by the time they reached to hospital. He was quickly checked in and within the hour, he was hooked up and withering in pain on the white sheets.

“Fucking shit!” Kurt grinded his teeth as another contraction hit hard. He squeezed Blaine's harder, nearly breaking the bones under the pressure.

“I know, baby. What can I do?” Blaine begged. He hated to see his mate in such pain.

“Just shut the fuck up, Blaine.” Kurt replied angrily. He growled in frustration as the contraction still reigned strong.

The doctor walked in with a smile and Kurt glared intensely at him.

“So Kurt, how are we doing today?” The chipper doctor asked.

“In fucking pain. What do you think?” Kurt retorted. This didn't seem to faze the doctor.

“Well, we've discussed the options of birthing with you and I think a C-section will be your safest bet. But, as I said before, it is up to you what happens.” The doctor looked to Kurt.

Kurt bit his lip as he debated what he should do. “Blaine?” He looked at his mate for options.

“Baby, you do what you need. No matter what, I'll be there for you.” Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and squeezed it in comfort.

“I think I'll do the C-section. It seems safer.” The doctor nodded.

“Alright, you're labor is still going on, but I'll schedule it once you're further along. With how fast it is, it won't be more than four hours I'm guessing.” The doctor told the couple. “I'll send in a nurse in an hour or so to check up on you.” The doctor left and Kurt let out a breath.

“I'm going to have a scar, Blaine.” Kurt complained.

“Kurt, you keep forgetting that you're a vampire, that scar will heal on its own.” Blaine tried to comfort his mate.

Kurt huffed in anger and crossed his arms across his chest. Blaine smiled sadly.

Four hours later

Kurt was completely done with this labor. The doctor said his C-section will happen in four hours and those were the longest hours of his immortal life. The labor got worse about two hours in and he swore if Blaine weren't a vampire, all his fingers would have been broken by now.

Blaine was currently whipping the sweat off of Kurt's forehead. He sighed as Kurt glared at him again. He knew that Kurt was tired of the pain, but he was only trying to help. Blaine wouldn't dare to complain, thought. He knew Kurt would rip his head off.

The doctor then walked into the room with a flurry of nurses behind him. “Well, are we ready to have this baby?” The doctor clapped his handing, looking at Kurt in the bed.

“Fuck yes!” Kurt exclaimed as he put his arms up in triumph. Blaine smiled at his mate's antics.

The doctor smiled softly. “The nurses will get you dressed and ready. We'll take you to operating room 2 and numb you up. Blaine, you can come and stand by Kurt. You can look over the sheet if you want.” The doctor monotonously rambled on. Kurt breathed in nervously. He looked over at Blaine as the nurses pushed his bed down the hall and into the operating room.

Once everyone was situated and Kurt was numb, the reality really hit Blaine. They were going to have another baby. He suddenly became nervous and only the grip of his mate's hand is keeping him grounded.

“Okay, who's ready to see your little baby?” The nurse enthusiastically announced when the doctor reached into Kurt's stomach and cut open his uterus. He grabbed the baby and lifted it out of Kurt's stomach and a defining cry rang out in the room. Both Kurt and Blaine gasped as the doctor lifted the child over the sheet so both parents could see.

The baby was taken over to the station and was cleaned off and weighed.

“Looks like it's a little girl!” One nurse said from the station, wrapping the wailing girl in a blanket snuggly. Blaine cried happily and kissed Kurt on the crown of his head.

“Baby, we have a little girl!” Blaine nearly jumped out of the stool he was sitting on in excitement. The nurse smiled at his enthusiasm and handed the bundle to Blaine who immediately took her. He thanked the nurse and lowered the baby to Kurt's face.

“Hi, my little princess.” Kurt cooed at her. He lifted his hand and stroked the little girl's hand. The baby stopped crying and opened her eyes. Kurt gasped as he saw bright blue eyes looking back at him. “Blaine look, she has my baby blues.” Kurt awed as the baby yawned.

Blaine couldn't help but cry as he held his baby as hit mate was being stitched back up. He cradled his little girl while mesmerized by her eyes. He looked down at Kurt, his mate looking back.

“What shall we name her, honey?” Blaine enquired as he swayed the baby, calming her slightly.

“Hm. Well, I like Clarissa a lot. A unique, but not strange name.” Kurt said.

“I like that name. I think it's perfect.” Blaine leaned down and pecked Kurt on the lips. “I love you, baby, I love that you gave me two beautiful children. You're the best mate anyone could ever have.” Blaine's emotional speech made Kurt giggle.

“If I didn't know any better, I would think you're pregnant Blaine.” Kurt playfully quipped.

“Haha, funny one.” Blaine mocked.

A nurse came over and interrupt the conversation. “Hey, guys. Kurt's finished and we can take him back to his room. We normally take the baby back to the baby center for an overnighter,” Blaine growled at the thought of a stranger taking his child away from him and his mate. “But, I know you're vampires and very territorial. We make exceptions for the supernatural. You can take the baby with you to the room.” The nurse quickly and calmly directed the conversation to avoid an angry father. “It's time to get you two back and settled.” The nurse unlatched the bed and wheeled Kurt out of the room, both parents smiling happily.

That night

Kurt hummed lightly as Clarissa sucked contently on his finger. It seemed that she was a full vampire and Kurt couldn't be happier. This meant that she wouldn't have an illness like Gabriel did. She had a strange affinity of sucking on things and Kurt's finger seemed to suffice.

Blaine was beside him filling out the proper paperwork.

“Blaine?” Kurt asked and Blaine looked up from the paper. “Did your parents tell the coven yet?” He asked and Blaine set the papers down.

“Yes, I also told them to tell everyone that they can meet her tomorrow. This is just us time.” Blaine sat on the bed next to Kurt. He looked down at his daughter and smoothed the hair on her head back. “She's so beautiful Kurt. She looks like you, like your little clone.” It was a good think Clarissa looked more like Kurt because as Gabriel gets older, he looks like a mini-Blaine. It makes it even.

“Well, I'm not the only one who made her. She has your curls.” Kurt commented.

“Man, that's a part of my gene pool that shouldn't exist. It's going to be hard to tame those things once her hair gets longer.” Blaine shook his head in contempt.

Clarissa's eyes started to droop and she released Kurt's finger with a pop. Kurt kissed the top of her head and started to hand her to Blaine. “Take and put her in the crib before she wakes up.” He said. Blaine carefully took and arranged his daughter in his arms and slowly walked over to the crib and gently laid her down, kissing her on the forehead as well. He walked back over to Kurt and laid down next to his mate. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and pulled him close.

“I love you, Kurt and I love our little boy and girl. I'm so happy.” Blaine felt the tears threatening to fall from his eyes. Kurt turned toward him.

“Alright, babe. Enough of the tears. I know you love me and me as well. Now, go to sleep you goober. I'm exhausted.” Kurt kissed Blaine one last time and they both promptly fell asleep.