"Rachel! Rachel! Pick up your phone! Damnit!" Kurt heard the beep signalling the time limit end of his message to Rachel and tossed his phone onto the couch. He paced back and forth, trying to remain calm, but just getting more anxious by the second.

Blaine looked up at him from where he was reading the paper at the kitchen table. "This is not something to panic over dear." He stated calmly, taking a sip of his coffee once he had said it.

"This is exactly something to panic over! How could we have not prepared for this! We are terrible dads!" Kurt exclaimed, throwing his hands up into the air in wild gesturing as he spoke.

Blaine rolled his eyes, shook his head, and looked back down at his tablet, apparently opting not to engage Kurt in a debate over the issue at hand.

Kurt groaned and looked back at his phone on the couch, hoping it would ring. After staring at it for a minute, he walked down the hall and banged on the door to Julie's room. "Are you alright in there? Do you need help?"

"Oh my god daddy...." came Julie's muffled voice from inside her room, "Please just leave me alone. I definitely do not need help from you."

Kurt groaned and walked back to the living room where he picked up his phone and tried texting Rachel again, "Please, please, please...." He murmured to himself, earning a chuckle from Blaine who failed to cover it up.

"Not funny." Kurt said curtly as he finished up his latest text.

"You are adorable." Blaine replied, grinning stupidly at the tablet. "I wish you would let me tape you during this."

"You lift your phone or tablet up at any point and I will launch it through the window Blaine. I am dead serious."

Blaine snickered, but went back to his reading, leaving Kurt to his nerves. Thankfully, his phone buzzed then and he quickly answered it before it even got through one ring.

"Rachel! Thank goodness!"

"What's wrong Kurt? My voicemail is full and I have an insane number of texts from you. Is everything alright?"

"No. It is definitely not alright. I need you here. NOW."

"Okay! I'm getting a cab. Is someone hurt? Did someone die?"

"Julie started."

"What? She started what?"

"She STARTED." Kurt hissed the word out, hoping that Rachel didn't make him say more. He could hear Blaine giggling from the table at him, but choose not to pay attention to his amusement at this point in time.

"What? Oh.... OH! Really?"

"Yes."

Some laughter came through the other side of the phone, making Kurt huff. "Oh wow Kurt. Here I was worrying that someone had died and you're freaking out because your girl is becoming a woman."

"It's not funny."

"Right. I'll be over anyhow. Try to stay calm. Poor girl. Having to deal with you on top of it all."

Kurt said his goodbyes and hung up, going to the front entry to put on his jacket, "I'm going to get the required supplies."

Blaine arched an eyebrow, "Are we going camping or something?"

Now it was Kurt's turn to roll his eyes. "No. Lady products obviously."

Blaine snickered, "Alright. Don't have too much fun with that."

Kurt grumbled and left the apartment, walking down the street to the convenience store. How everyone else was so calm was beyond him. Didn't tribal cultures have special ceremonies when this sort of thing happened? How could he be expected to keep calm when his baby girl was now able to reproduce? Oh no. She could reproduce. He wasn't ready to be a grandfather. No. No. Keep calm. Just because she could didn't mean she would. Right?

By the time he came back, Rachel was in Julie's room talking, so he came in carrying the grocery bags. "I got you what you needed!"

Both of the females were sitting on Julie's bed, cross legged. He had obviously interrupted the conversation and stood there waiting for some sort of acknowledgement as they both looked from him to the bags.

Rachel spoke first, "... Kurt... what's in the bags?"

Kurt rolled his eyes and set the bags down on the bed, letting the girls see for himself that he could be a capable father to a teenage daughter. They began going through the bags and he watched with pride, through that started to diminish as Rachel and Julie's eyes both went wide as they went through the bags.

"Every single type of pad and tampon available to mankind... adult diapers... pamprin, midol, women's vitamins, feminine wipes, yeast infection medicine?! Really Kurt?!" Rachel looked up at him with an absolutely aghast expression. Julie meanwhile had gone completely pale and was staring at the adult diapers with a mix of fear and disbelief.

"I want her to know that I can get her whatever she needs for this." Kurt explained, folding his arms across his chest.

"Alright. You're a super dad. Now get out of here so I can undo the additional trauma you've caused." Rachel snorted, standing up off the bed and prodding Kurt out of the room who tried protesting but instead had his daughter's door slammed in his face by his so-called friend.

"Hon... do yourself and Julie a favour and just let Rachel help her out with this..." Blaine said, coming up beside him, taking his hand, and giving it a supportive squeeze.

Kurt sighed and tilted his head to the side, resting it against Blaine's, "Why is this happening?" he whined.

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand again, "You know it couldn't be put off right? It's a natural part of a girl growing up."

Kurt sighed and nodded slightly, sluggishly sulking to their bedroom, keeping Blaine in tow behind him. "I know... and I suppose I'll get used to it... but it's just like another kick in the pants that she's growing up and I'm getting older."

"You started getting older the instant you began dying your hair dear."

Kurt's eyes went wide and he spun in place, looking directly at Blaine, "How did you find out?!"

Blaine chuckled and reached up to ruffle a hand through Kurt's hair, "I was walking one afternoon a couple years ago, on the way to the sheet music shop, and I saw you through the window of the stylist you go to, with all the little foil things in your hair."

Kurt groaned and sat back on the edge of the bed, hiding his face in the palms of his hands. "You weren't supposed to know...."

Blaine chuckled and sat down beside Kurt, setting a hand on his thigh. "Really? I think once you started getting say... ten years older and your hair was the same color I might have started questioning it naturally. Besides... I have grey hair, what does it matter if you do to?"

Kurt lifted his hands from his palms, looking at Blaine, "Because on you it looks distinguished and handsome.... on me it just looks silly. Plus I have to compete now with actors younger than myself... I need to keep my pretty face."

Blaine smiled and cupped a hand under Kurt's chin, tilting it up to press a kiss to his lips gently. He looked at Kurt lovingly, "You will always be the most handsome man around, and you've made enough of a name for yourself that you'll always have work - whether as the young buck or the refined old man. Why can't you see yourself the way I do?"

Kurt chuckled and bumped his nose to Blaine's, "Because you're blinded with love and passion you dork."

Blaine laughed and bobbed his head from side to side, "Absolutely I am."

Kurt rested himself against Blaine, who wrapped his arms around Kurt's chest and upper arms.

"Should we get her on the pill?" Kurt thought out loud.

"Oh for goodness sake Kurt...." Blaine shook his head. "If she wants to go on it she can tell Rachel and leave us out of it. I don't want to think about her doing THAT."

Another sigh. "I suppose. I just... "

"You just what?"

Kurt shrugged, "I don't know. One of those moments where I spoke without thinking."

Blaine arched a skeptical eyebrow but didn't probe for more. "Do you think you'll be able to handle this all a little better when Audrey is going through it in a few years?"

"Oh god! You just had to remind me....Augh...." Kurt blanched and made a sour face. "We'll have two women to deal with in the house... it'll be like living with Santana and Rachel all over again...."

Blaine laughed at that, "And here's why I don't get it. You lived with two women when you came to New York, and yet you still seem to have no idea what happens with them once a month. They could be turning into werewolves as far as you know."

Kurt huffed and rolled his eyes, "I know that doesn't happen. Let's just say I had a hard enough time having the sex talk with my own dad when I was younger, that I was never very open to having the 'what happens to girls once a month' talk with either of them, though Santana was always more than willing to share the gory details at random."

Blaine laughed again, "My dad always said never to trust anything that bleeds for several days and doesn't die when mom was going through her monthly cycle."

Kurt let out a little snort of amusement at that and then looked at the door as it creaked open, revealing Rachel standing there.

"Is she alright?" Blaine prompted before Kurt could get the chance.

"Yes. Aside from the panic this one...." She pointed at Kurt accusingly, "... caused. Really Kurt? Adult diapers and yeast infection tablets? I had to convince her that you wouldn't make her wear those."

"You honestly bought her adult diapers Kurt?" Blaine looked down at him incredulously.

Kurt looked between them, "What?! I thought it would be practical given that Santana always said she could flood a sub when she was sharing the details...."

Blaine and Rachel simultaneously groaned and Kurt arched his eyebrows.

"Alright. Never use Santana as a point of reference for that stuff Kurt. Please. Never." Rachel scolded him, even wagging a finger his way. "Also, from here on in, let her get her own feminine products. She will know what she needs and she also now can test every single product out there thanks to your extensive buying practices. I don't even want to know what the cashier was thinking when you put that all at the till."

"Actually, the cashier asked if I had a teenage daughter...." Kurt noted defensively.

"Because you made your lack of knowledge clearly evident dear...." Blaine murmured, receiving a slight whack on the chin in retaliation from Kurt.

Rachel continued. "Anyhow. For her sake, don't even talk about. She's embarrassed enough that she wore white skinny jeans on the day she started this and you saw and freaked out. Do us all a favour - burn those jeans and get her news ones. Don't even try to wash it out."

Kurt nodded and Rachel kept going.

"Then you apparently kept trying to get her to go to the hospital since your first instinct was that she must be bleeding internally - since that makes zero sense. When you finally do get it, you try to help her wash up and thankfully Blaine is there at that point to corral you and you have the sense to get ahold of me. And then you proceed to get adult diapers for her. ADULT DIAPERS KURT!"

"What is with you and the adult diapers?"

"Hon... they're for incontinent persons... usually the elderly...." Blaine offered.

"Oh...." Kurt bit his lower lip, "So... not a good idea then."

"No." said Blaine and Rachel, again simultaneously.

"So please Kurt... just let her deal with this. She has my number. She said she'd text if she had any questions or needed help, but please, promise me, don't bring it up with her."

Kurt nodded obediently, his mind flooding with the realization that he had probably scarred Julie for life now.

"Thank you Rachel. Can you stay for dinner?" Blaine offered.

"So long as it's vegetarian, I'd love to. Finn is still visiting the family in Ohio anyhow, so I was just going to curl up with a box of take-out."

Blaine smiled and gently pushed Kurt up as he got off the bed in order to go make supper. Kurt looked apologetically at Rachel, "Thanks... so much... and sorry."

Rachel smiled at Kurt, albeit with a bit of wickedness, "You're welcome. Now come on. I want to see my other niece and nephew."

Kurt took Rachel to the den, which was actually more of Blaine's office with all his equipment and instruments around. Audrey was playing the piano and George was at the computer, playing some video game.

Audrey noticed Rachel first and hopped off the piano immediately, going in for a hug. Audrey kept her hair long, down to the middle of her back, and it was probably longer than that if she choose to straighten it ever, preferring her long lazy curls. She had dazzling amber eyes, and a smattering of freckles over her nose and cheeks. Her height and lean build made people assume she was always younger than she actually was, but when she spoke, they thought she must be older. She was always very precise with her words, always thinking before she spoke. Kurt wondered if that was a trait given by nature since it was one neither he nor Blaine had.

"Oh Aud... that was a beautiful piece. When's your next recital?" Rachel asked, pulling out of the hug.

"In a month. Dad and Daddy already reserved tickets for you and Uncle Finn. I hope you are able to attend." Audrey smiled and smoothed down her skirt as she came from the hug. Audrey also always wore skirts and dresses - though where Julie wore the latest trends and styles, Audrey preferred classic styles that were more modest.

"Auntie!" George cried out, finally having noticed her. "Auntie! Auntie! Auntie!" He bounded out of the chair and into her arms, nearly bowling her over in the process. George had just come home from soccer practice not long ago and still had on his uniform. Kurt made a mental note to mention that to him, once again, later on. He was spreading his sweat everywhere by keeping it on.

"Georgie!" Rachel laughed and hugged back the ball of energy, ruffling the bit of fuzz on the top of his head. George liked to keep his hair cut short since he was involved in so many sports. It didn't seem to matter how many sports he was involved in though, he still always had energy to spare - except in the morning when Blaine and Kurt both had to fight to get him up in time for school.

Kurt watched Rachel talk with the kids for awhile before sneaking off to join Blaine in the kitchen. He stopped abruptly when he saw Julie sitting at the table, cutting vegetables with Blaine and talking to him about some of her teammates in lacrosse.

"And honestly... I have no patience for Janessa.... she's too worried about looking cute for the boys than the game... she was so busy making googly eyes at this troll named Freddy that she totally missed a pass!" Julie kept going on as she peeled carrots, not looking up as she spoke.

Blaine winked at Kurt and responded to Julie in 'Oh really?' and 'I see''s to let her know he was listening.

Kurt smiled softly and walked into the kitchen to see what was cooking, finding rice in a pot and tofu slow frying in a pan. "Mmmm... "

"Daddy, are you less freaked out now about my period, or are we never having rare steak again?" Julie said coyly from the table, apparently having noticed Kurt after all. He grimaced at the mention of bloody meat after the days events, but tried to keep his revulsion hidden.

"Well so long as your aunt is here, we won't be having meat of any kind young lady... but thank you for that fabulous visual."

Julie and Blaine snickered and Kurt exhaled a sigh of relief, feeling like he was forgiven for his indiscretions earlier.

"Don't worry daddy. I thought of a use for the adult diapers anyhow." Julie said, not taking her eyes off the carrots she was peeling.

"Oh?" Kurt sat down at the table, "And what's that?"

Julie paused her work, looking up at Kurt with a sly grin, "Why you of course. Since you nearly pooped yourself today, I thought maybe it was time you had some."

Blaine laughed loudly at that, having to set down his knife in order to hold his stomach as he carried on. Julie chuckled as well, looking at Kurt as he just groaned and leaned back in his chair.

"Guess I deserved that..."