
July 17, 2012, 2:27 a.m.
July 17, 2012, 2:27 a.m.
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“How are you holding up this week Blaine?” Miss Pillsbury asked with a smile as she caught up with the teenager in the hall as he walked to his English class. It had been three weeks since the start of term and the school year was definitely in full swing with assignments and essays already being handed out.
“Not bad” he chuckled “It’s been a little tough finding the time to get all this homework done with Mrs Lopez sick and being without someone looking after Claire but I’ve managed. She’s well again and insisting she take Claire more often to make up for the week she was sick”
“Well that’s nice of her. She’s Santana’s mother right?”
“Yeah”
“Have...” She began before noticing Amber, one of the ladies that ran the childcare centre at McKinley come running toward them “Is everything ok?”
“So glad I finally found you. We need your help with Claire” she sighed to Blaine as she caught her breath. The ladies in the centre were very well trained and could handle just about anything the kids threw at them but not today, not with Claire.
“Is she ok?”
“She’s fine; running a slight temperature which might explain why she won’t settle or stop crying. We’ve tried everything”
“You gotta sing to her” he chuckled letting out the breath he had held since Amber ran up. He was a Dad and Dad’s naturally thought the worst when their carer’s came running.
“Sing?”
“I’ll show you”
“I’ll let you English teacher know you’ll be late” Miss Pillsbury offered as Blaine started to walk off with Amber. All the teachers at McKinley knew who had kids down at the day care centre and all (except for maybe Coach Sue Sylvester) understood that the children do take priority sometimes. They just wanted the parents to finish high school.
Blaine his made way down the day care centre with Amber quickly. He knew what the brave childcare workers were facing when it came to Claire. When she was uncomfortable or upset, the whole world knew. A Princess at heart, she put on the act sometimes just to get her Dad to sing.
“Singing” Amber laughed to the other ladies as the pair walked into the day care centre. They just looked stressed especially the one holding a squirming Claire.
“Hey Claire Bear” Blaine smiled and took his daughter into his arms “I hear you’ve been making these lovely ladies’ day a little bit of a nightmare”
“You got that right” one commented softly before being nudged hard in the ribs.
“I’ve got this” he chuckled and began pacing with Claire in his arms as the carer’s went back to work. “You gotta calm down baby girl. I can’t always come and sing you to sleep”
Still crying, Claire only calmed down slightly at the sound of her father’s voice. Kissing her forehead softly, he started signing softly to her.
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when, you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Will Schuester walked past the day care centre on his way to the Teacher’s Lounge and stopped at the sound of someone singing. Peering in, he saw a young boy swaying his little girl gently as he sang. His voice was just so smooth and captivating that Will couldn’t stop listening.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So, tell me when you gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don't we go, so why don't we go?
Hmmm yeahh.
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know?
By the time Blaine was finished Claire was asleep in his arms and the childcare ladies were just watching him in amazement. They couldn’t understand how he’d managed to tame the little girl. The exhaustion of crying for so long probably helped her sleep more than her father’s singing but either way Claire was asleep and quiet.
“Amazing”
“You just have to sing”
“Right, because we can all sing as well as you Blaine”
“She doesn’t care who is singing as long as there’s music” he chuckled and set his daughter down in the cots they had for the younger ones. “I should get back to class”
“Thank you Blaine” Amber smiled
“Any time. I love singing to her”
Blaine grabbed his books and headed for the door saying one last goodbye to the ladies before walking out into the hall. Smiling to himself, he was stopped in the hall by a man in a horrible sweater vest.
“Blaine Anderson right?”
“Yes...”
“I’m Mr Schuester, Glee Club Director. Have you ever thought about joining our Show Choir?”
love this story :)
I love Claire. I am seriously considering naming my future daughter Claire now. Haha.