"Hey Pops," Ella called out in to the empty salon as she pushed open the door. Blaine looked up from his scissors that he was cleaning, to give his eldest daughter a smile.

"Afternoon Ella, how was class?" he asked as she threw her bag onto his counter and flopped down in his chair at his station, pulling her long brown hair out from between her back and the chair.

"Oh my god Papa, my history professor is a genius. She is just so passionate about what she does. I want to be just like her when Im older," Blaine smiled at his daughters genuine response.

"Enjoying your courses then?"

"Papa, you have no idea. I mean, Ive always liked history, but now I love history," Ella gushed.

"You sound just like your Dad," Blaine smiled as he placed his scissors back in his rolling trolley.

"Speaking of he, where is Dad?"

"Out back in the office. He had some paperwork to go through today, and I think that hes roped your sister in to help him,"

"Well, if anyone knows numbers, its her," Ella said, Blaine nodded in agreeance.

"Why dont you go and say hi, Ive got to set my station up, your uncle should be due in any minute now,"

"Uncle Coops coming in?" Ella asked, the excitement clear in her voice.

"Yes," Blaine nodded, his salt and pepper curls bouncing slightly with the movement, "But go and see your Dad first," Ella nodded before standing and making her way out to the office, taking her bag with her.

"Hey Dad," she announced as she walked through the door, finding her father and sister hunched around the computer, "Hows the number crunching going?" she asked as she sat down in the chair on the other side of the desk, kicking her feet up.

"Ella-May, would you kindly remove your shoes from my desk," Kurt said, without even looking up from the screen.

"Sorry Dad," Ella replied, placing her feet on the ground.

"Thank you. How was class?"

"Amazing, my history professor is just amazing," Ella gushed again.

"Im glad that youre enjoying it sweetie," Kurt said with a smile, lifting his head to look at his eldest daughter over the screen through his glasses.

"Hows work going?"

"I couldnt tell you," Kurt said honestly, "Thank god Juliette knows what shes doing," he said with a smile as he nodded towards his youngest daughter, whos dark and curly hair was pulled up in a bun at the back of her head and her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, "She looks like Blaine when she concentrates," Kurt laughed, "What is your Papa up to out there?"

"Uncle Coop is on his way over," Ella said, "Papa was cleaning his gear when I arrived so I guess Uncle Coop is after a free haircut, as always," Kurt laughed at his daughters eye roll.

"Sounds like someone else I know," he said with a wink towards Ella.

"Hey, I dont exploit my father," Ella said as she raised her hands in a defensive position.

"No, just his employees," Kurt laughed again.

"Well yeah, I still find it weird to have Papa cut my hair. I mean I know that hes the best in like the country or whatever, but hes still my Papa and I still find it weird," Ella said with a shudder.

"I find it weird too," Juliette spoke up while raising her hand, her eyes still not leaving the screen.

"Its not that weird, he cuts my hair all the time and he cuts Uncle Coops as well," Kurt said.

"No Dad, its weird," Ella said again, Juliette still nodding in agreeance.

"Well then, I guess Ill leave you two to talk about your weird Papa, while I go and find him and appreciate him and all of his weirdness," Kurt said as he stood to leave the room.

"Keep it PG Dad," Ella called out after him with a laugh. She smiled to herself as she heard Blaine taking to Cooper out on the floor, pausing when Kurt arrived, clearly stopping to give him a kiss.

"Hows it going over there Jules?" Ella asked, turning her attention to her sister rather than her parents and Uncle.

"Not gonna lie Ella, it would be much easier if both Dad and Papa didnt try to do their own accounts. It just makes my job so much harder," Juliette replied as she paused to push her glasses back up her nose.

"They muck it up again did they?"

"Every month," Juliette replied with a sigh.

"Still thinking about doing accounting and business management at college then?"

"Of course," Juliette said with a nod, "Someones got to be able to take over this place," she sent her sister a wink. Ella just laughed.

"Its all yours. We all know that I dont have a business brain," Ella replied.

"Youre not stupid Ella," Juliette said, looking up to meet her sisters eyes.

"I know," Ella agreed, "I have an artsy brain, like Papa,"

"So have you ever thought about following him then and becoming a stylist?"

"All the time," Ella nodded, "But maybe after college," now it was Juliettes turn to nod.

"Fair enough," Juliette replied. Ella smiled at her younger sister before turning her ear to the salon floor.

"You know, for having both of our parents out there and Uncle Coop, its awful quiet," Ella said, turning to watch Juliette stop and listen.

"Should we go and see whats going on?"

"I think so," Ella said, standing to lead the way out onto the floor.

They both emerged out into the salon to find Kurt and Blaine standing stock still, holding each others hands while Cooper was standing next to Blaine with his hand on their Papas shoulder. All three men were looking towards the reception desk at the older woman standing there. Her eyes seemed to bulge when she saw Ella and Juliette.

"Dad? Papa?" Ella asked, the older womans eyes grew even more.

00000

"Hey Coop," Blaine said in greeting to his brother as he walked through the salon doors. Everyone else had gone home for the day, so it was just Cooper and the Anderson-Hummels there.

"Hey Blainey," Cooper replied with a grin, "Are my two favourite nieces here?"

"They are," Blaine said with a laugh, "But theyre out the back helping their dad with the books,"

"Not anymore," Blaine turned to see Kurt walk out from the back room, "I think I was being more of a hindrance than a help so I left Juliette to it. Ella is just keeping her company," he stopped next to Blaine and pressed a kiss to his cheek, "Hi Cooper," Kurt said in greeting to his brother in law.

"Kurt, always a pleasure," Cooper said with a smile, "So whats the plan Blaine? Where do you want me?" Cooper asked, turning to face his brother.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked when his husband didnt answer, "Blaine?" Kurt asked again, this time sounding a little more worried as he felt Blaines grip tighten on his hand. He looked up to see his husbands gaze glued on something at the front of the salon. Kurt heard Cooper gasp and saw him place a hand on Blaines shoulder.

"Mother," Cooper finally said out loud, Kurts head snapping up to look at the woman standing next to the reception desk.

Amelia Anderson was standing right in front of her two sons for the first time in over twenty years. Her eyes grew wide as she took in Kurt, and her mouth dropped slightly when she caught a glimpse of the wedding band on his left ring finger. Kurt felt his heart speed up when he heard movement behind him. He knew that his two daughters had come into view when Amelias eyes grew slightly wider again. He stroked his thumb over Blaines hand, trying to calm his husband.

He knew what Amelia was thinking, there was no mistaking Ella and Juliette as Kurt and Blaines daughters they were both spitting images of their fathers.

"Dad? Papa?" Kurt heard Ella ask behind him. He couldnt believe that Amelias eyes could grow any wider.

"Dad, Papa?" Kurt heard Amelia question quietly from across the salon.

"Im Papa, and Kurt is Dad," Blaine replied, his throat sounding dry.

"Oh Blaine," Amelia said, her eyes clouding over. Since Kurt had last seen her, her facial features seemed to have softened with age, the hateful look that she always had towards Blaine, seemed to have all but vanished, "Blaine," she whispered again, taking a step closer. Cooper also took a small step forwards, clearly trying to protect his younger brother from their mother, even though Cooper was now almost sixty.

"Papa?" Juliette asked quietly behind them, sounding just as confused as her sister.

"Its ok Juliette," Blaine said softly, turning to face his youngest daughter, who took a step closer and wrapped her arms around Blaines waist, tucking her head under his chin, ducking under Coopers arm in the process "Its ok," Blaine whispered, trying to blink back tears as he kissed the top of Juliettes head. Ella followed her sister and moved to stand next to Kurt, placing her hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"Blaine, Im so sorry," Amelia said, taking another step forwards, "Im so, so sorry,"

"Why are you here, mother?" Cooper asked, moving his hand to squeeze Juliettes shoulder gently after bother her and Ella let out a small gasp at the sound of the word mother.

"Cooper, Blaine," Amelia paused, clearly upset about what she had to say next, "Its about your father,"

"What about him?" Cooper asked, his voice still sounding empty.

"Hes sick, its not looking good," Amelia said quietly, her eyes now downcast. Kurt felt Blaine stagger slightly next to him.

"So why are you here?" Cooper asked, Blaine still to shocked to speak.

"Does he want us to see him?" Blaine asked, his voice shaky.

"I dont know," Amelia replied, "Bit I wanted to see you. Ive missed you both so much. I know that what happened all those years ago hurt the two of you and I dont think I could ever apologise enough, but Ive missed you Blaine, and you Cooper. Youre my boys," she finished as the first tear fell down her cheek.

"Mother," Blaine spoke up after a moments silence, "Id like you to meet your granddaughters," Kurt squeezed Blaines hand in encouragement, "This is our eldest, Ella- May Elizabeth Anderson-Hummel," Blaine said with a gesture to Ella, still holding on to Kurt, putting emphasis on the last name, "And this is our youngest Juliette Amelia Anderson-Hummel," Kurt watched as another tear slid down Amelias cheek at the realisation that her name had been used as a middle name. Both girls lifted their hands in a small wave.

"Oh Blaine," Amelia sobbed, "And Kurt," she said, turning to look at Kurt, "Im so proud of the both of you," she said with a smile though her tears.

"Mom," Blaine coughed out wetly as he let go of Kurts hand and gently placed Juliette around Cooper before rushing forwards and into his mothers open and waiting arms.

"My Blaine, my beautiful, beautiful Blaine," Amelia whispered into Blaines hair as she brushed back his curls, "Im sorry its taken me so long,"

"Im just glad that youre here now," Blaine whispered back.

"Is Papa ok Dad?" Juliette asked as she moved from Coopers arms, to stand under Kurts waiting arm.

"Hes going to be just fine sweetie," he replied, kissing both of his daughters heads as he watched Cooper move forward to join his mother and brother, "Hes going to be just fine,"

It may have taken over thirty years for Amelia to accept Blaine, but as Kurt stood watching his husband embrace his mother, he was glad that they were able to reconnect.