It was Saturday. Both Kurt and Blaine had the day off. Saturday was the day that they went out for a run with the kids. When they found out they'd be having Chris, Kurt and Blaine bought a double jogging stroller. Perfect for out running. Getting dressed and helping the kids into warm clothes the four of them headed out the door. Blaine had decided he was going to push the stroller today. As they jogged they talked about the latest episode of greys anatomy they had just watched the night before. As they made it to the four mile mark the stroller hit something which made it stop causing Blaine to fall head first. He face was scraped up and his arm was in major pain. He had used his arm to stop himself.

"Blaine!" Kurt cried out rushing over to his husband.

"you ok?" he asked trying to help his husband up.

"should I call Carole to pick us up?" I asked watching him. He nodded slightly crying. Quickly making sure the kids were ok Kurt pulled Blaine into him as he let him cry. Pulling out his phone he called his mother.

"Carole, it's me kurt." I sighed you could hear Blaine crying.

"you guys ok?" she asked.

"no, well I'm ok Blaine's not." Kurt sighed.

"I need you to come pick the four of us up. I'll explain in the car." he said holding Blaine. He kept him close his eyes on the kids. As they continued talking Kurt gave the address of the street they had landed on so Carole could pick them up. He also reminded her that they had the kids with them so she would need to bring the carseats. As they waited Kurt held tightly his shorter husband letting him cry trying not to bend his arm. Just as Kurt caught Carole out of the corner of his eye he sighed. Watching her pull up and get out quickly Liza smiled.

"Nana!" she belted.

"hi baby girl." she smiled reaching to help her out.

"go get in the van for nana ok?" she asked her watching her granddaughter nod and go get in her seat. Coming back around she lifted up a sleeping Chris laying his head on her shoulder.

"I left the middle bench open so you guys can sit together." Carole explained. She didn't want to know what happened right now she just wanted them safe and off to the ER. Slowly Kurt helped Blaine into the car and got him buckled up before helping himself get buckled in reaching around Blaine to comfort him.

"love you." Kurt smiled as he nuzzled his face into Blaine's to give him a kiss. With in 10 minutes Carole had hem at the front door of the ER.

"please, please call me with updates." Carole sighed watching Kurt slowly help blaine out of the car. He had blood on his shirt from Blaine's face and then some from Blaine's arm.

"will do mom." Kurt sighed and slowly walked with his husband inside the ER. Walking up to the desk he smiled at the nurse. Her eyes got wide as she noticed he was bleeding.

"I'm going to need trauma one open." she called pointing them the way as a nurse came over calling the X-ray division asking them to bring the mobile X-ray machine. With Kurt's help Blaine was seated on the bed Kurt kept himself close.

"I'm going to need to take your shirt off to make sure you don't have anything lodged." she explained. Kurt watching and helped Blaine take his shirt off. His arm was killing him. As the machine arrived they X-rayed his arm.

"well it looks like you broke your arm." the doctor explained as a nurse cleaned his face.   He only needed 6 stitches on his cheek. But a full cast on his arm. The doctor left to go get what he needed for the cast as the nurse carefully cleaned his arm off. Giving him a kiss Kurt smiled and told Blaine he'd be right back after calling his mother.

"mom! It's Kurt." he sighed.

"oh hi baby." she smiled.

"how's Blaine?" she asked.

"he's fine, had to get 6 stitches on his face and is now getting a cast." Kurt explained.

"oh thank god he's ok." she smiled.

"chris is napping and dampa and Liza are coloring." she added

"good, look mom I gotta go. Love you." he smiled.

"love you, tell Blaine the same." she smiled and hung up. As Kurt went back to be with Blaine Burt sat with Liza as they colored. One of Liza's favorite things to do.

"dampa," she paused.

"what happened to papa?" she asked.

"I saw him all red and crying." she looked up at her grandpa who was trying to figure out how to tell her four year old granddaughter.

"papa is fine." he smiled.

"he just fell and got a little owie on his arm and his face." Burt added.

"he be ok?" she asked him.

"just fine." Carole smiled as she moved to kiss her granddaughter. Just as she pulled back she heard a cry on the baby monitor.

"I'll get it!" she smiled swiftly making her way to the nursery down the hall.

"hi there Chris!" she smiled and lifted him out if the crib.

"ooff... Someone needs a new diaper." she laughed slightly as she set him on the changing table undoing his sleeper giving him a fresh diaper. Finishing she picked him up going back into the kitchen to put him in the high chair.

"he's gunna be hungry soon so one of us will have to feed him." Carole sighed.

"I can do that." Burt smiled getting up.

"it's grandmas turn to color anyways." he chuckled slightly handing her a crayon.

"alright, alright!" she smiled slightly with a laugh.

"I'll color." she took the crayon and pulled out one of the printed sheets of 'tow mater' from cars. One of the family's new favorite movies.

"how bout I give him some pink flames?" she asked Liza as Burt moved around the kitchen to make Chris a warm bottle of breast milk. After having Liza, Kurt found out that with his pregnancy gene he was one in like a small percentage of the men to get pregnant to be able to breast feed. They had tried with Liza but she just wasn't latching on like she should. When they had Chris everything went fine. And today when Kurt knows he's going to be away from his son he pumps. Not his favorite thing In the world. But if it was going to make his son healthy he was all for it. As Burt gave Chris his bottle Carole continued to color until her cellphone began to ring. It was teenage dream meaning it had to be either Kurt or Blaine.

"Kurt hi, how are you?" she asked over the phone.

"we are fine, Blaine's being discharged as we speak." Kurt smiled.

"they told him no driving or anything crazy for a week." Kurt explained.

"let me just get some shoes on and I'll come pick you guys up." Carole smiled.

"alright." Kurt said hanging up. Blaine was all clean and ready to go. He had his casted arm in a sling and a band aid on his face over his stitches. Waiting outside they both smiled when Carole came driving up. Blaine was really ready to get home and relax with his kids. As they both got in Carole gave them the low down.

"ok, Liza and I have been coloring, Chris just got up from a nap, had his diaper changed and is having a bottle." she smiled.

"ohh good." Blaine smiled knowing his kids were being well taken care of.

"Liza asked some questions so I told her you got an owie in your arm and face." she explained as they drove.

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"now Liza papa and daddy are on their way home." he began to explain.

"so I need you to listen." he sighed. She nodded and perked up her ears watching her dampa feed her brother.

"his arm got a pretty bad owie and you have to be very careful." he explained.

"just like when daddy had baby Chris." he continued to smile remembering that day.

"cause daddy hurt too right?" she asked.

"yup, you will understand that more when you get older." he chuckled slightly.

"babies can do a lot of damage." he laughed as he heard the garage. Waiting at the door Liza almost pummeled her papa as he came in the door.

"papa!" she smiled giving him a big hug. He smiled and tried to hug her. Kurt smiled and reached for Chris who had finished eating.

"hi baby boy!" he smiled as Chris reached to play with his fathers hair. Blaine smiled and kissed his son.

"papa missed you guys." Blaine sighed moving to go sit on the couch. Liza would come join him as Burt and Carole went to make dinner leaving the four of them alone. They would soon eat and Kurt would give Chris his after dinner breast feeding before putting him down for bed. Since Blaine was still fresh from the hospital Carole offered them to spend the night. They needed to be cared for so they could rest up before going home.