Chapter 9

After a few beats of silence, Blaine looked at his mate's stunned expression. He waited a few more seconds and spoke up when Kurt still sat in silence.

“Babe? Are you okay?” The concerned tone roused Kurt from his stupor and he looked at Blaine.

“Uh… are you serious?” Kurt whispered as Blaine nodded.

“Yes, I know we are technically married due to us being mates, but I want to make it doubly official with a ceremony and everything. Make it a big spectacle.” Blaine smiled as he raised his hands with the word “spectacle.”

Kurt thought about all the possibilities and smirked evilly. “You mean I can have and do whatever I want. No limit on money?” He asked Blaine, already knowing the answer.

“Yes, whatever you want, dear. So, what do you say?” Blaine asked as he raised the ring toward Kurt.

“Of course I'll marry you, Blaine. I love you. I just popped out your kid.” Kurt laughed sweetly as Blaine put his head down and laugh wholly.

“Thank you, I love you too.” Blaine replied as he got up and reached down for his sleeping son. “Now, let's put the little prince to bed while we go celebrate as newly engaged mates, hm?” Blaine wriggled his eyebrows and gently lifted Gabriel from Kurt and laid him in his crib.

“I knew you only wanted sex from me. You're so devious, Blaine Anderson.” Kurt coyly smacked Blaine and practically skipped out of the room.

“Remember, little prince, you don't do that until you're at least 18.” Blaine whispered to Gabriel as he kissed his head and left the room, turning off the light.

A couple of days later

Blaine was having the best dream in a long time when he heard Gabriel's piercing scream from the nursery. He groaned as he was roused from his dream and blearily looked at the clock. He sighed when it read 3 am and he looked to the other side of the bed and saw that Kurt was in a deep sleep. Blaine got out the bed as quietly as possible to not disturb his mate and padded to the nursery.

“Gabriel…” Blaine sighed his son's name out as he was apparently screaming bloody murder. Gabriel's face was completely red with tears just streaming down his cheeks. “C'mon, buddy, what's wrong, hm? Why can't you sleep?” Blaine went over to the crib and picked up the crying infant and rocked him gently.

When Gabriel's cry didn't lessen, Blaine became increasingly concerned. “Gabriel, what's wrong, sweetie?” Blaine asked as his son began to shudder and shake. “Gabriel…?” Blaine questioned when he saw his son's eyes begin to move side-to-side rapidly and he started to convulse violently.

“Oh my god! Gabriel?!” Blaine screamed as he almost lost the grip on the baby as he cried more and convulsed in his grip. Blaine began to panic and ran into the bedroom and yelled Kurt's name to wake him.

Kurt jerked awake at the sudden sound and looked around. “What…?” He whispered as his eyes adjusted to the room and zeroed in on Blaine's panicked face and the violent jerking of his son. He was immediately on alert.

“Blaine! What the hell is happening?! What's wrong with him?” Kurt stammered out as he rushed to the two and snatched the baby from Blaine's arms and set him on the bed and tried to keep his limbs from moving.

“Kurt!” Kurt jumped and lost his grip on Gabriel's arms and looked at Blaine. “Don't hold him down, he's having a seizure, you need to let it ride out.” Just as Blaine finished his sentence, Gabriel stilled and went unconscious on the bed. Kurt looked at his son and began to cry and Blaine grabbed his mate and hugged him tightly.

“I know, we're going to go to the hospital and see what happened and what's wrong.” Blaine attempted to soothe Kurt. “I'm going to go to my parent's room and tell them what's wrong, you get him to the car and wait for me, okay?” Blaine kissed Kurt when he nodded and quickly ran to his parent's room.

After a couple of knocks, Jon opened the door, not looking too pleased. “Yes, Blaine, what is it?” He asked.

“Something's wrong with Gabriel. He had a seizure. Kurt's already in the car and we're going to the hospital to see what's wrong.” Blaine rushed out the explanation.

Jon nodded coolly. “Okay, hurry up. Keep us updated.” Blaine hugged his father quickly and ran to the car.

The wait at the hospital was the worst wait in Kurt and Blaine's life. The receptionist had giving them a disgusted glare and implied that they were ‘immoral' and they should let their child die because he was a sin and she was dually rectified with the look that Kurt was giving her. She switched with someone else after that.

It took 30 minutes for their names to be called. They were ushered into a room and Kurt took a now conscious Gabriel out of his car seat and held him close, rocking and bouncing him when he got testy. After another 30 minutes, the doctor came in.

“Gabriel Lynn Hummel-Anderson?”  He asked as he looked over the chart in the paper.

“Yes, you've got the right room.” Blaine replied.

“Good, now, what seems to be the problem?” The doctor asked as he motioned for Kurt to put Gabriel down on the bed.

“I woke up about an hour or so ago when he was crying like something had burned him and I picked him up and he started to shake and his eyes were going crazy and he started to have a seizure.” Blaine explained as the doctor examined his son.

“Hmm, is he pure or a hybrid?” He asked as he prodded the baby.

“He's pure.” Kurt quickly answered.

“How long did the episode last? About a couple of minutes I assume?” The couple nodded and handed Gabriel back to Kurt. “I think I have an idea about why he had an episode, but I need and EEG and MRI done to see if my theory is correct. I will warn you that we have to induce a seizure to see the nerves in his brain and the electrical pulses. I need your consent to do this. We have specialized machines for pure vampires, so it will be very safe.” The doctor explained as he gauged the parents' reactions.

“How long will this take?” The doctor thought about the question.

“About 4 hours for both roughly.” Blaine and Kurt looked at each other for a minutes and took a breath. “Okay,” Kurt told the doctor. “We'll sign the papers.”

The doctor smiled and opened the door. “I'll get them for you right away.” He said gently, leaving the parents to worry.

5 Hours later

Once the couple returned home from the hospital, they decided to call a meeting and tell the coven of the bad news.

“Hello, everyone, I'm sure you are all confused as to why you are here. But we have some bad news about Gabriel and his health.” He got everyone's attention at that point. “He has a rare vampirism form of idiopathic epilepsy. It's not something that is passed down but something that is caused in the first weeks in the womb. He has a mild case, which means with medication, he has a low probability of having a seizure. He might have a staring issue or he might have shaking spells. It's not life threatening, but he needs his dose every day to keep the seizures under control.”  Blaine tried to put the explanation as brief as he could. The doctor used many medical terms that confused Kurt and Blaine, so he gave an easier diagnosis.

“So, what happens when he has a seizure?” David asked from the back of the room.

“If you're in company with him, or watching him for us, you just have to set him on a couch or bed and just let it ride out. Don't hold him down and make sure he doesn't fall. The first time you see one you're going to be scared and want to help, but just let him go through it. You can't do anything to stop it. Holding him down will only injure him.” Kurt said in a solid tone.

Blaine scrunched his eyes at his mate's tone and looked back at the coven. “We just wanted you guys to know so you don't freak out if he has an episode and to be careful with strobe and bright lights around him.” The coven nodded and looked at the couple and felt horrible for their situation.

Five months

After Gabriel was diagnosed with his condition, it took a while for everything to feel almost normal again for Blaine and especially for Kurt. Blaine noticed how protective Kurt has gotten over their son for the past four months. With Gabriel being a pure vampire, it means that he grows faster than a human baby. At five months, he looks like a ten month old. He was just starting to stand and support himself and beginning to take a few wobbly steps before he fell back down.

Since he was growing at a rapid pace, Kurt almost never lets Gabriel leave his sight. Blaine let it slide for the first couple of months because he did the same. They were scared about the episodes and didn't trust anyone else to watch him in fear of him having an episode. But now? Blaine was scared that Gabriel's condition changed something in his fiancé that made him think about taking Kurt to a therapist.

“Kurt?” Blaine called out as he opened the door and set the groceries on the island and took off his shoes. When he heard no reply, he went into the living room to see both Kurt and Gabriel sitting on the floor and Kurt coxing Gabriel to stand up and walk to him.

“C'mon, Gab. Come to Daddy.” Kurt urged as his son who just sucked on his fist, not moving an inch. “Gab, come to Daddy, it's easy.” Kurt continued as his son looks on, disinterest in his eyes. Kurt huffed in frustration and looked behind him when he heard a rustle.

“Blaine, did you get everything on the list?” He asked as he picked Gabriel up and set him on his feet, the baby grabbing on to the couch for support and looking at his parents.

“Yeah, some things had to wait until next time because they were out.” Blaine watched as Gabriel had a look of concentration on his face as he let go of the couch and his legs shook as he balanced his weight and Blaine pointed to his son as Kurt turned around and gasped.

Gabriel manages to hold himself up and take a small, shaky step toward Kurt. Kurt smiled and held his hands out. “That's right, Gab, come to Daddy, that's right.” Kurt cooed and Gabriel smiled and took another step. Blaine quickly got his phone out and began to record the milestone.

“Almost there, come on. That's right, baby.” Kurt's smile was so big and as Gabriel took the final step and landed in Kurt's arms. “That's my baby boy!” Kurt yelled in joy as he stood up and hugged Gabriel tight and kissed his head. He then turned toward Blaine.

“Please tell me you got all of that?” Kurt asked Blaine as he bounced Gabriel on his hip.

“I got it.” Blaine put his phone away and put his arms out toward his son. “Come to Papa, Gab.” Blaine cooed as Gabriel reached for Blaine and made sounds that sounded like ‘Papa' but came out as babble. “That's my boy.” Blaine smiled as Kurt let Gabriel grab his finger and put it in his mouth.

“I'm going to get his medication.” Kurt asked as he left the living room and went into the kitchen to sort through the bags to get Gabriel's medication and the syringe out. Kurt then went into the fridge and got a bottle of blood out to keep Gabriel from throwing the medicine back up and soothe him immediately after. He walked back into the living room and sat on the couch.

Blaine walked over and sat next to Kurt and sat Gabriel on his leg. He always dreads this time of the day. Gabriel did not like to have his medication administered. He would cry for hours afterward and Kurt always got upset when it happened.

“I hate doing this.” Blaine complained as Kurt carefully measured the liquid into the syringe and scooted closer. Gabriel, being the smart baby he is, immediately knew what was about to happen and began to wiggle out of Blaine's grasp while making “nuh uh” sounds.

Kurt sighed as he watched Blaine grab the baby to keep him still while he put the syringe tip in Gabriel's mouth and quickly released the medication and closed the child's mouth. He knew the medicine went down when the whimpering started.

“Give him to me. You can put the groceries up, then we can watch something to calm him down.” Blaine nodded in agreement and went into the kitchen.

Gabriel started to cry when Kurt maneuvered him into a cradle and put the nipple of the bottle into his mouth. The cries stopped and Gabriel hiccupped and looked up at his father with tear-filled eyes. He began to drinking contently and tried to hold the bottle himself.

“No, no, Gab. See, the medicine is not that bad.” Kurt cooed softly as Gabriel's eyes started to droop slightly. “Hmm, now you're happy. You've got to stop doing this. I can't give you a bottle every time.” Kurt told his son as the bottle is emptied and he removed the bottle and lifted the baby over his shoulder to burp him.

Blaine came back with a movie and a pacifier and smiled at his little family. “Is he happy now?” Kurt nodded as he patted the baby's back firmly and he heard a little release of gas and held him to his chest.

“Yeah, surprised it only takes a little treat and he gets sedated. What movie did you pick?”

“Mulan. Thought it would be a good one for him to fall asleep to.” Blaine handed Kurt the pacifier and got behind him and pulled Kurt's back to his chest, looping his arms around his waist and kissed the top of Gabriel's head.

“I love this movie!” Kurt leaned into his mate's embrace and put the pacifier in the baby's mouth.

“I love you.” Kurt said suddenly. He turned his head toward Blaine and kissed him on the lips gently.

Blaine smiled warmly. He saw that Gabriel was fast asleep against Kurt and he looked back to Kurt. “I love you too.” Blaine replied. He couldn't be more content.

One years old

“Do what?” Kurt asked Blaine as they were having breakfast one cold morning.

“Take him to the mall. He's a year old now, his sensitivity to the sun isn't there anymore and I want him to go out for the first time. Let him see what's beyond these walls and us.” Blaine tried to explain. He knew by the look Kurt is giving him that it will be a fight to get Gabriel outside.

“Babe, I don't want him to go outside. What if he has an episode? What if he catches something? What if he gets hurt? What if he-” Kurt's tirade was cut short by Blaine's hand.

“Honey… please stop worrying so much. You know we can't keep him huddled up in here forever. Nothing is going to happen, I will make sure of that. We have to start exposing him to other stimuli. He grows faster than humans, but he still needs outside stimuli.” Blaine grabbed Kurt's hands.

“Don't give me those puppy dog eyes, Blaine. I'm immune.” Kurt's steely expression made Blaine visibly deflate. He then had an idea and smiled.

“Well, I have someone who wants to plead their case.” He turned and lifted Gabriel from his high chair and turned toward his fiancé. “Pwease let me go outside, Daddy.” Blaine's imitation of their son was over-the-top, but cute nonetheless.

Kurt stared at the duo for a minute and sighed in defeat. Blaine made a victory noise and tossed Gabriel in the air, who yelped in excitement.

“But I decide where we go and how long we spend.” Blaine knew there would be stipulations. “I also get to spend how much I want.” Kurt finished and left the kitchen to get dressed.

“I think Papa is going to be in trouble, little prince.” Blaine whispered in Gabriel's ear and bounced him.

“Twrouble…?” He unsuccessfully copied.

“Yes, trouble.” Blaine left to get ready.

It only took two hours at the mall for things to go bad.

When they first arrived, everything had been going great. Gabriel went into the stroller without fuss and sat still through the first stores, they got a few essentials and splurged a little, Gabriel was entertained by all the new smells and colors.

But, when they decided to go for a lunch break, a burly man and his wife decided that they needed to intervene and insult the couple and their child, big mistake considering Kurt is very protective of his son.

“What did you just say?” Kurt's eyes began to redden and his fangs began to come out.

“Did ya hear me, fairy? Why ‘r you and your fag-buddy doin' with that devil spawn? No one wants to see that thing here and your disgusting acts.” The man spat out as his wife nods in agreement.

“Listen, douchebag. I don't give a fuck what you think of us, but mess with my kid and we are going to have some problems. Back the fuck off before I wipe that smirk off your face.” Blaine spat back at the man as he wrapped an arm around his mate's waist and pulled him back, seeing the change in his eyes.

“You wanna start some'n?” The man cracked his knuckles and walked into Blaine's personal space.

Blaine took a deep breath when he felt his fangs touch the bottom of his lip and retracts them. He is aware that Kurt is behind him by the stroller protecting Gabriel. Blaine looks at the man and clenches his fists.

“Yes, I do. I advise you walk away and take your wife with you because I can't held accountable for what my fiancé or I do to you for insulting our child. You know the laws.” Blaine threatened as a look of confusion crossed the man's face.

“What laws are you spewing about, fag?” He asked.

“You don't know?” Blaine realized that the man didn't know of the vampire/human laws. If a vampire is provoked after repeated warnings, they can take any action they see fit. The man threatened a vampire child and he could be killed.

“I ain't scared of your fucking laws. I don't want to see you fairies in my mall. Get out or I will force you out.” The man threatened again and Blaine has had enough.

Before the man could blink, Blaine had twisted his arm behind his back, knife to his throat and fangs extended.

Everyone in the food court stopped and looked at the confrontation. You could hear a pin drop.

“Now you listen to me, you piece of shit.” Blaine whispered. “You apologize to my fiancé and child and you walk away and pray to the ting you call God that you never run into me or him again. You are lucky that my child is here and I don't want him to see violence. You leave and you change your ways. If I hear that you do this to someone else, and believe me I will, I will find you, gut you and your wife. Are we clear?” Blaine finished and pressed the knife harder against his throat.

The man stammered out a yes and breathed deeply when Blaine released him and pushed him toward his wife who quickly grabbed her husband and practically ran out of the mall.

“Babe? Are you okay?” Kurt gently took Gabriel out of the stroller and walked slowly to his fuming mate.

Blaine breathed slowly as he retracted his fangs and willed his eyes to return to their normal color. He saw Kurt walk up to him and watched as Gabriel reached for him and called his name.

“Papa! Papa!” he chanted as Kurt handed him over.

“Hey, my little prince. Wanna go home and watch a movie with Daddy and me?” He asked his son. When the toddler nodded enthusiastically, Blaine nodded to Kurt and put him back in the stroller and the couple walked out of the mall, leaving all the patrons in silence.

That night

“Is he out?” Kurt turned to see Blaine at the doorway. Kurt shook his head slightly.

“Yes, almost. He's fighting it.” Kurt replied as the pacifier fell out of the toddler's mouth and he bent down and grabbed it. Gabriel made a noise of irritation as he realized the pacifier is not in his mouth anymore.

“Aw, no, sweetie. You're almost down.” Kurt complained as he put the pacifier back in Gabriel's mouth and continued to bounce him while putting his hand on the back of his head.

“He's being stubborn, huh?” Blaine whispered.

“You think? I guess he got that from me. One of the traits I hoped he missed.”

“Well, it's an admiral trait in some instances. Makes you a great parent.” Blaine watched as Gabriel finally seemed to fall asleep as his eyes closed and his arms went limp. “He's out.” Blaine told Kurt.

“Thank god.” Kurt exclaimed as he carefully put his son in his crib and snuck out with Blaine in-toe.

“So, how about we take the opportunity for private time since it is still early?” Blaine implied.

Kurt laughed and smacked Blaine's shoulder. “Wisk me away, my prince.” Kurt proclaimed and squealed when Blaine lifted him and held him like a child. He quickly wrapped his legs and arms around Blaine.

“I intend to.” Blaine carried Kurt to their room, a radiant smile on his face.

Sue's hideout

“So, Quinny, what did you see at their little shopping trip?” Sue asked as Quinn as she sat down.

“The child is the weakness. A man said something ill about him and they both almost killed him on sight. That child is the one thing that makes them irrational. He also seems to have a disease, epilepsy, which hinders him also.” Quinn reported.

Sue had a satisfied smile on her face. “Ahh, good job. There is a reason you're my number one, Quinn. You get the job done.” Sue took off her glasses and looked behind Quinn in thought. “I believe we have found a way to get them to come to us. We grow our army and we lure the Dalton coven to us. We destroy them and take over.” Sue finished, seemingly satisfied with herself.

Quinn raised an eyebrow at her “leaders” words. “How do we lure them? We have nothing they want.” Quinn asked.

“Simple Quinn…we take the child.” Sue smiled and Quinn looked at her, stunned.