"AMELIE HUMMEL ANDERSON, DON'T THINK YOU'RE GETTING OUT OF BATH TIME THAT EASILY!"

Blaine looked up to see a naked 4-year-old girl run past the sofa where he was currently residing. The girl giggled in delight, and skidded out of the room, leaving a trail of bubble bath on the floor behind her. Blaine chuckled to himself, and followed Amelie's tracks into her bedroom. The little girl had situated herself behind a barricade of teddy bears, attempting to hide her tiny body from the dreaded bath.

Blaine held in his laughter, and played along with the little girl.

"Amelie? Oh Amelie? Where are you? Hmm, that's strange. I could have sworn I just saw her go in here… And to think, Auntie Rachel and Uncle Finn are on their way! Maybe she just won't get to see them this time…"

He knew that would do it. Unsurprisingly, a shower of teddies went flying in the air and Blaine felt a pair of little hands clutch onto his leg. He looked down to see a pair of bright blue eyes staring up at him, wide and innocent. Damn those puppy dog eyes! It was so obvious that she was biologically Kurt's; she had Kurt's porcelain skin and his glasz eyes that made Blaine at her peril with a single bat of long eyelashes. Her waist length, silky brown hair was not Kurt's… They knew it was from her mother. Rachel had offered to be the boys' surrogate, but they had declined. Sure, Rachel was gorgeous, but having a child with Rachel's diva tantrums would be a complete nightmare. They had, of course, met Amelie's mother many times, and she was a beautiful woman, who contacted once a year to get a new picture of their daughter.

Blaine hoisted his daughter onto his shoulders, whilst tickling her feet. Her laugh was like music to his ears. He carried her back to the bathroom, despite her protests, and deposited her in the bath. She giggled, splashing her father until he was soaked through. When she realised what she had done, she gasped.

"Daddy I'm so sorry! I already got Papa wet…" She clapped her hands over her mouth and her eyes widened in shock.

Blaine leant into the bath and flicked a load of water back at his daughter, laughing as he did it. They continued their water fight until every surface in the bathroom was sodden. Blaine lay on the floor, bent over in hysterical laughter, hearing his daughter doing exactly the same. They lay there, laughing, until they both heard a cough from the doorway.

Blaine spun round in surprise to see his husband standing in the doorway, a smirk on his face. Blaine stood up and walked over to Kurt, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"She soaked you too I see." Kurt observed, as he looked Blaine up and down. Kurt, Blaine noticed, was topless. Kurt's figure was still perfect; his pecs were defined, his arms muscular but slim and his stomach was flat. Blaine traced his hand over the long scar that was still visible on his husband's stomach. Kurt shivered; 8 years after the attack, and he is still affected by the memory of it. Karofsky had been sentenced to life in jail for attempted murder, with no chance of bail. There was no way he could ever hurt Kurt or Blaine ever again, but that didn't stop the occasional nightmare that Kurt had.

In the nightmares, he was back in the dark forest, and there the other Kurt was once more, clutching the knife. Karofsky was there too, and he always felt the immense pain as the knife penetrated his stomach. But this time, as he fell to the floor, he saw Blaine as he fell, and after Kurt fell, Karofsky would step closer to Blaine and threaten to stab him. There was nothing Kurt could do but watch as the knife penetrated Blaine's stomach too, and Kurt would scream and cry, screeching so loudly that his throat ached. He would then wake up in a cold sweat, with Blaine pulling him into an embrace, soothing him. The nightmares were getting further and further apart; soon, Kurt hoped, they would be gone forever, and he could get on with his life. Karofsky had already marked his body; he didn't want him having control over any other part of him.

Kurt kissed his husband gently. "They're going to be here any minute."

Blaine nodded and helped his daughter out the bath. Just as he was pulling her pyjamas on, he heard the doorbell ring. He ran out of the room and swung it open, expecting to see the smiling faces of Finn and Rachel, but was stunned to see Wes and his wife Lisa standing there instead, wearing incredibly formal clothes.

"Wha-at on earth are you two doing here?"

Wes scoffed.

"Nice to see you too, Blaine. I haven't seen you since… yesterday!"

He pulled Blaine into a massive hug; nothing had changed between them since they were at school. They worked together at Avatar Studios; co-owning the recording studio. He placed a kiss on Lisa's cheek, before welcoming them both inside. Amelie ran out from her room.

"UNCLE WES!"

Wes laughed as the small girl launched herself at him, picking her up into a big hug.

"Did you bring Jonathan?"

Wes shook his head.

"Sorry sweetheart, he was on a sleepover. I promise he'll come next time."

Amelie's face lit up at the promise of seeing her friend soon, and skipped back into her room. Kurt came round the corner in a classic black suit and white dress shirt, with a black bowtie. He looked gorgeous. Blaine placed a kiss on his cheek, before whispering in his ear.

"You look incredible… Although I preferred your earlier outfit."

Kurt blushed. After 9 years together and 6 years of marriage, Blaine still made him melt at the slightest touch.

"You mean when I was topless?"

Blaine winked. "The very one."

Wes cleared his throat, and both men jumped back in surprise. Kurt smiled at the couple in the doorway.

"Well don't you two look lovely. Lisa, is that a Kurt Hummel dress I spy?" He winked at the woman, as she twirled dramatically.

"It most certainly is. Thank you so much for the discount! All of my friends are so jealous, these are sold out everywhere!"

Kurt shook his head modestly, blushing. He'd worked so hard in the fashion field, and his work was finally being sold in Bloomingdales. He couldn't be happier. Blaine still looked incredibly confused.

"I still have absolutely no idea why you're here! We're supposed to be having Finn and Rachel over for dinner."

Wes, Lisa and Kurt all shared a similar look; one that Blaine was unable to place. The doorbell rang once more, and Blaine raised an eyebrow at his husband. What on earth is he up to?

Kurt ushered Blaine into Amelie's bedroom with instructions to 'read her a bedtime story and get her into bed as quickly as possible'.

Amelie must have been considerably exhausted because, after just one story and a quick lullaby, she was out like a light. Blaine crept quietly towards the door and pressed his ear to it. From the other side, he could hear muffled voices, with Rachel's being the most prominent. Ah, so she is here, he thought.

Taking a deep breath, he swung open the door to see all of his friends milling about his living room, holding delicate champagne flutes and making conversation with each other. They all whipped round to stare at him in delight as he entered.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

Blaine looked suitably shocked. Kurt chuckled and slipped his hand into his husband's. He leant over and whispered into his ear.

"I know you've been really busy lately with work and Amelie starting school, and you seem to have forgotten that it's your birthday in 2 weeks."

Blaine opened his mouth to protest, but shut it quickly. They had a new client at work, and Blaine had spent all his waking moments either at work or at home playing with Amelie. His birthday was the last thing on his mind, and he was so glad Kurt had remembered, let alone planned a surprise birthday party for him.

Blaine was tackled with hugs from people he hadn't seen for months, years even. Jude threw himself at the tenor, now sporting a brunette haircut. For the past few years, Jude had been working in England on a new project (he had studied architecture after leaving Dalton), and hadn't been able to return home for a long time, let alone come to New York.

"Nice hair, Jude." Kurt chuckled from beside him.

Jude mock glared at him. "I haven't seen you two since your wedding and this is how you treat me?"

Blaine and Kurt spent the rest of the party walking around, schmoozing and catching up with their guests. Rachel and Finn, much like Kurt and Blaine, lived in New York; Rachel had landed the role of Fanny in Funny Girl, Finn was working in a large car garage in the city, and they had a set of twins together; Fiero and Maria. Kurt had rolled his eyes when he heard the names of her children; of course, Rachel Hudson (nee Berry) would name her children after characters from Broadway musicals. Mercedes and David had also gotten married the previous year, after David finished a particularly successful court case (he'd become an extremely qualified lawyer), and Mercedes was pregnant with their first child. They were living in Jersey, and even though they saw each other almost every week, Kurt swore that Mercedes got bigger and glowed more each time he saw her.

Artie rolled up to the happy couple, with his new fianc�e Amanda not far behind. From what Kurt had been told, Amanda had been Artie's carer for a few years until he had finally realised that he was in love with her. Thankfully, she had reciprocated his feelings. Unluckily for him, he hadn't become the next Eminem, but was a very successful accountant instead, which he enjoyed almost as much. Mike and Tina had gotten married as soon as they had left school, and now had 4 children. Everyone always knew they would end up together.

Puck and Quinn had never managed to track down their daughter. They had had a particularly large fight and split up for good a year ago, so there was a large amount of awkward tension between the two. Quinn looked suitably jealous at Puck's new 'girlfriend'; in other words, a young, skinny blonde with an IQ similar to her age. Puck had, somehow, become the Principal at McKinley High, and was brilliant in scaring all the homophobic jocks completely shitless. Quinn was an estate agent in Ohio, much like she had planned.

Santana and Brittany had finally admitted that they truly loved each other, and were married, much like Kurt and Blaine. They didn't have any children; Santana wasn't exactly the maternal type, and the thought of Brittany being responsible for any child made Kurt hugely worried.

Burt, Carole and Amelie (Senior- she was delighted when the boys had named their child after her) were all there to help celebrate Blaine's birthday too. Amelie had remarried, and her new husband was lovely, kind and successful, and not at all homophobic like her ex husband. Louise was also on her way, but running late, as per usual.

Kurt was most surprised by Sam. Apparently, he had met a wonderful girl in a coffee shop in Ohio, and they had just moved in together. He was bringing her tonight, and Kurt couldn't wait to meet the girl that had convinced him to go back to his natural hair colour. There was a knock on the door, and Kurt and Blaine ran to open it. There stood Sam, smiling happily with none other than… Louise? Blaine looked gobsmacked, but a huge grin found its way onto his face, and he pulled his sister into an embrace. Kurt shot Sam a you could have told me face, and Sam shrugged nonchalantly, grinning at his girlfriend. He was obviously happy with Louise, and Kurt and Blaine couldn't have been happier for them.

The party went off without a hitch. Kurt smiled happily, seeing how much joy it brought his husband to see all his old friends again. Blaine was literally glowing; the smile that had grown on his face when he first opened the door hadn't left the entire night.

It was quite early the following morning when everyone left. By 2am, Kurt and Blaine were finishing the final clean up, after Blaine's insistence that he 'must help, because you organised this beautiful party'. They had just tied the ribbons on the last bin bags, and they simultaneously collapsed onto the couch, sighing as they did so. Blaine turned to the side, taking his husband's hands in his own. His fingers found the plain silver band that still adorned Kurt's finger; he'd been wearing it for almost 9 years, and, even though they also had a wedding ring, Kurt wore it as a sort of 'engagement ring'. Kurt rested his head on his husband's shoulder, nestling into the familiar warmness. Blaine placed a soft kiss to Kurt's forehead, and the countertenor turned to lean his chin on Blaine's chest.

"Did you enjoy tonight? I know you aren't a big fan of surprises, but I just thought you'd like to see all your friends again and…"

His voice trailed off to a whisper, and Blaine placed a kiss to his husband's lips.

"I loved it. It was perfect, amazing, incredible… You are just the most perfect man in the world. When did I get this lucky?"

Kurt chuckled. He thought the same thing every single day… What did I do to deserve Blaine?

Kurt kissed Blaine back, feeling the familiar tingles down his spine. With every kiss, Kurt felt the same as he did when they'd first kissed, and there were no words to describe the incredible feeling. Kurt pulled back, a smile creeping onto his face.

"I love you."

Blaine chuckled, pulling Kurt into a tight hug.

"I love you more than you could ever imagine."

The two men snuggled together, spending another precious moment in each other's arms, just as they planned to do for the rest of their lives. They had everything they ever dreamed of; a beautiful home, a gorgeous daughter, and each other. Forever.