"Hey Guys!" Mr. Shue says, entering the room.

"Alright guys! We all voted last week on who we wanted to get a duet at regionals and everyone chose...drum roll please." Mr. Shue says, pointing to Finn.

Everyone laughs as Finn starts to dramatically hit the drums.

"Kurt and Blaine Congrats you guys!" Mr. Shue smiles.

"Wait, are you serious?" Kurt asks, with shock on his face.

"Completely. Ok, Let's get up and start working on the setlist. Any ideas?" Mr. Shue asks.

"Perfect." Rachel says, surpsiingly to the glee club. Everyone just looks back at her. "What? I mean they did great when they sang it for the glee club and it's perfect for them." Rachel smiles.

"OK! Is that with you guys?" Mr. Shue asks.

"Yeah, it's great." Blaine replies.

Kurt just nods and leans his head on Blaine's shoulder.

"Kurt, are you okay?" Mr. Shue asks, eyeing him suspiciously.

"Oh, Um, Yeah, just fine. Just -umm- felt bad today. I'm fine." Kurt stumbles over his words.

"Ok, then." Mr. Shue says, still suspicious.

"Kurt and Blaine. Let's work on that duet." Mr. Shue says, clapping his hands.

Kurt slowly gets up and walks to the front with Blaine. "Now, since it is a duet, we might have to change the arrangement for the verses. Is that alright?" Mr. Shue asks.

"Kurt are you sure you're okay? You look a bit green." Mr. Shue says, walking up to Kurt.

"Yeah, fine." Kurt quickly replies.

"Okay. Let's get started." Mr. Shue says, clapping his hands.

Blaine begins to sing.

Made A Wrong Turn

Once Or Twice

And then Kurt takes over

Dug My Way Out

Blood-

Kurt suddenly clamps his hand over his mouth and runs out of the room.

Blaine begins to follow him, but it stopped by the glee club and even Mr. Shue.

"WAIT!" the glee club exclaims.

"What is it?" Blaine asks, unhappily.

"There is something wrong with Kurt, you know what it is, and we all want to know." Mercedes says.

"Yeah! Finn just sinks in his chair a little, not going unknowticed by the glee club.

"FINN! Even you know whats wrong and won't tell us." Rachel erupts.

"Look, Kurt may be my stepbrother and Blaine is his boyfriend, but it's not our place to tell you guys. It's Kurts. And when he chooses to tell, he will. But until then, I guess you can play the guessing game or sit and wait game." Finn says.

The entire glee club is quiet and doesn't say anything when Kurt walks back into the room.

"Oh dear god, did one of you tell everyone? If you did, I might just faint." Kurt says, leaning into Blaine.

"No, nobody knows." Blaine says.

"Yeah." Finn steps in. "I told them it was your place to tell."

"Thanks Guys. And for the rest of you, even Mr. Shue, nobody will know until the end of the week." Kurt says. "But for now, I still feel awful, so I'm going home." Kurt fnishes, grabbing his bag and Blaine following him out.

"I gotta go too." Finn says, grabbing his bag.

Well, truth be told, Kurt did feel awful, but he had a doctors appointment today, which he was midly excited for.

The boys finally arrived at the doctors and walked in the room.

"Kurt Hummel." a lady nurse called out, leading him back to his room.

"Hi Kurt." Shayna says, walking into the room and putting her clipboard onto the table.

"Hi." Kurt says.

"What' wrong, Kurt?" Shayna asks.

"Awful sickess. Like I'm puking all the time. The medicine helps for a little while, but then it's like I never took it." Kurt explains, with a sigh.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I might try a new medicine out, depending. When did you take your last pill?" Shayna asks.

"This morning right before I left for school which was around seven-thirty." Kurt replies.

"Alright, I want you to skip the pill for the rest of tonight, and here is your prescription. Go pick this up tonight and then you may begin taking this tomorrow morning." Shayna says, handing Kurt a small slip of paper.

"Alright, ready for see your little one." Shayna asks.

"Yeah." Kurt replies, leaning back on the table, pulling his shirt up.

"Yay! You know the drill." laughs Shayna.

Kurt begins to giggle at Shayna doing a small little happy dance.

"Now, anyways, where was I?" Shayna asks, pulling out a small tube of gel.

"Gah, I hate this stuff." Kurt says, flinching as she applies the cold gel.

"Yeah, If someone could make this stuff warm, they would become a millionaire." Shayna says.

"I might just do that." laughs Kurt.

"Ok, anyways, there is your little one." Shayna says, pointing the small looking blob to the boys.

"Ok, baby is doing well. You seem to be alright, other than symptoms. Just remember to snack plenty during the day, and don't skip meals or anything. You need to eat plenty to feed number two during the day." Shayna explains.

"Ok, do you want a picture or video?" Shayna asks, shutting off the machine.

"Umm, Well, we plan on telling our friends tomorrow so let's set on 4 pictures." Kurt says.

"Four?" Blaine asks.

"Yeah, One for Burt and Carole, one for glee club to pass around, one for us, and then one extra." Kurt explains.

"Oh yeah, then yes, four." Blaine says.

"I cannot believe I just had to explain that to you." Kurt laughs, as Shayna walks out the room, but quicky returns with four small pictures.

"Here you go boys." Shanya says, handing four small black and white photos to the boys. 

Thanks Shayna." Kurt says, sliding off the exam table.

Later on that night, Blaine has gone downstairs to get some food for him and Kurt and come back up the stairs to Kurt silently crying his bed with some clothes on the floor beside him.

"I can't fit anything. I'm fat." Kurt whines.

"Oh honey, your not fat your prenant. There is a different." Blaine says, realizing he just fazed it the wrong way.

 "A DIFFERENCE! When I blow up like a whale, it's going to be the same thing as getting fat." Kur whines.

"No sweetie, it's called being pregnant. You aren't fat. But, if it makes you feel more comfortable, you can wear one of my hoodies and sweatpants. They are more comfortable. And remember, you can start taking your new naseau pill tomorrow." Blaine says.

"O-Ok." Kurt says. "I'm sorry, I'm just really hormonal, meaning I'm really moody." Kurt explains.

"I know. But it will be ok." Blaine says, handing Kurt an old dalton hoodie and sweatpants.

"You still have these?" Kurt asks.

"Of Course, I may not go there anymore, but they are beyond comfortable." Blaine says.

"Alright." Kurt says, sliding on the outfit.

"I have McKinley ones you can wear tomorrow." Blaine says.

"Nahh, It's okay. I'll just find a loose pair of jeans." Kurt says. 

"Are you sure?" Blaine asks.

"Yeah, We have to tell glee club tomorrow too." Kurt says. "I really am dreading that."

"Yeah, We'll just not tell them. We'll just hand them the picture and then if they can't figure it out, they're just stupid." laughs Blaine.

"Yeah, We can do that." Kurt says, giggling over thinking of his obnoxious friends.

It was the next day and Kurt was ready to reveal his secret. He and Blaine took a seat in the choir room near the front, as Mr. Shue walked in.

"Ok, Hey Class Oh, Kurt are you feeling better?" Mr. Shue asks.

"A little. I have an announcement." Kurt says.

"Ok, go ahead Kurt." Mr. Shue says, taking a seat on the stool, beside the piano.

"Ok, Well, I'm just not even sure how to say this, but umm, so here." Kurt says, handing the small photograph to Rachel. "Just pass it around."

"Oh my dear baby Jesus." Mercedes says, looking in shock at the photo.

Kurt starts to laugh, but then remembers he probably shouldn't be.

"Wait, are you serious dude?" Puck asks, in shock.

"Yes. And don't call me dude." Kurt says, with a stern face.

"Okay dude. Well congrats, I don't really know what to say." Puck laughs.

"Oh, trust me, I didn't either." Kurt says.

"Wait, that means you and Blaine-WANKY!" Santana exclaims.

"Oh shut it." Kurt says, with his world famous bitch-glare.

"Fine, fine, fine." Santana says, waving her hand.

"Ok, I really also want to see what is going on." Mr. Shue says.

"You seriously have not guessed." Kurt says, looking at Mr. Shue is disbelief.

"Ok, I'm slow." Mr. Shue says, with a slight laugh.

"Fine. Here." Kurt says, shoving his extra photo at Mr. Shue.

"Oh Mercy." Mr. Shue says, before giving Kurt a slight hug.

"I sorta had a guess this was going on." Quinn says with a smile.

"Yeah, I didn't until I was puking up my guts every five minutes." Kurt says. 

"So that's why you've been so sick." Mr. Shue says, finally getting it. "Well, congrats, I guess."

"Thanks and yes, mostly sick and-" Kurt says, not able to finish with Quinn cutting in.

"Tears." Quinn says, smugly.

"Dear God, are you a mind reader?" Kurt asks.

"Nope, just been though this before." Quinn says.

"Ok, so that's pretty much it." Kurt says, taking his seat.

"Well, I'm glad that took it well." Blaine whispers in Kurt's ear.

"Yeah, me too." Kurt smiles, relixing.

Not knowing there had been someone listening at the door the whole time.

"Man, Have I got some news for the school." the person thought walking away from the choir room door.