Kurt was looking through the café window at the college kids running to their classes. A young, tiny girl with black hair, pale skin and a big and confident smile was standing in front of the music shop, looking at his mirror and smoothing down her hair, a tall and very fashionably dressed boy came from the music shop and both headed to Fifth Avenue. Kurt looked sad as he watched the boy and the girl fade away as they talked animatedly.

"Kurt, table number 5 needs the pancakes now" an angry voice said next to him.

"Oh, yeah... Uhm, two pancakes and two large coffees, isn't it?" Kurt checked.

"Yes, yes. Go. Now!"

My boss is a jerk, a complete and disgusting jerk, Kurt thought as he carried the food to the table where a couple was talking in a hussy voice and sending each other lovely looks. With surprise Kurt realized that the man was pregnant and he smiled.

The morning progressed from bad to worse. Today was the first day for almost all colleges and Kurt had woken up moody, anxious and with the need to cry all day and don't stop. When Kurt arrived to NY his idea was to look for an affordable place and more or less centric, so he wouldn't be too far from either Parsons or Juilliard. Also, he had thought about working on a bar at night singing, so he could earn some extra money, because he couldn't afford more than one year in college with the money his father had left him. Or what he thought he had left him. When he went to talk to his father's attorney, who was in the city on vacation and had agreed on meeting him, Kurt's hopes and dreams fell to pieces. The garage had been having problems for a little while and his father owed money to a lot of people. It looked like his father insistence of him going to a private school had been costing him almost all his money. Also, it appeared that while he was at Dalton his father had been gambling behind his back and lost a lot of money, as well as the garage, because he bet it too. So, all the money he had gotten for selling the house had gone to pay the dues.

"So, you're telling me that I came to New York City with only the money of my father's inheritance?" Kurt tone was high because of the surprise.

"Yes, Mr. Hummel, that's what I'm telling you. You should know too that the inheritance it's not a lot of money. Just a couple of thousands" the attorney informed Kurt.

"But... my father never said anything of this to me! And he was a congressman!"

"Your father was a congressman for only four months, so he couldn't earn a lot of money and he couldn't pay all his dues."

So, that way Kurt had gone literally broke. He rented a small apartment in Bushwick with other guy, called Sebastian. Sebastian was kind of a jerk, at the beginning Kurt had been excited to share an apartment with another gay guy, but it turned out that Sebastian was a slut and impossible to live with. Yeah, maybe Kurt had made out with Sebastian a couple of times, but he wasn't ready for more – also he was a little afraid and embarrassed about his condition (or lady-parts as his former classmate Santana called it) – and even if he had been ready, he would had never given his virginity to someone like Sebastian. Also, sometimes Sebastian frightened him, especially when he was drunk, a thing that happened more than what Kurt would have liked.

But not everything was bad in Kurt's life. While working in One more night – yeah, strange name for a café- he had become friends with an Asian girl called Tina, who was an alternative theater college student – Kurt still didn't know what that meant – but as he discovered several days later, she was studying at Juilliard. They shared their like in music, fashion and men, many times they went shopping while gossiping about men and celebrities. He had also meet Tina's boyfriend, Mike, who was a junior in Julliard, but he was studying dance. They had been dating since high school and were really sickeningly sweet, but it was great to go out with them. Even with the bright sides in Kurt's new life he was really concerned because of the money. He realized that, with the speed he was earning money, he wouldn't be able to afford college until he was twenty-five, but he couldn't get more than a year of downtime, because otherwise he'd lose his spot.

So, that was the reason why he was looking at the newspaper job section at midnight one Friday night while trying to ignore the sounds his roommate and his "twelve o'clock-guy"– as he himself used to say – were making. He couldn't apply to half of the jobs because he didn't have the required qualifications, and the other half paid almost nothing, so he didn't even consider them. The best offers were either being a stripper or a company boy, and neither was very appealing. On the last page he caught sight of something interesting, it said New beginnings, making your dreams come true. It turned out to be a surrogate agency. Kurt knew that with his condition he was able to bear children but he'd never thought about it. He grabbed his laptop and searched the web-site. He saw that they offered surrogacy for guys too and the money was better than what he could earn in two years working at the café. If he got pregnant before January he should had given birth before he started college. Seeing that this was the best option, that he didn't have anything to lose and that he would be helping some sappy couple, he wrote an email to the agency coordinator. He closed his laptop with a happy expression on his face. His money problems would be solved. Hey, maybe I could even afford a better place, he thought as he walked past Sebastian's room.

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Patrick lay on the sofa watching the game while Blaine was softly playing a song with his guitar. It had been almost a month since their anniversary and they hadn't talked about the baby subject again, and that was keeping Blaine on edge. So, he decided that moment was as good as any other to throw the question again.

"Honey?" Patrick hummed in response without taking his eyes off the TV. "Patrick, honey, we have to talk, and it's not like your team is going to win with the way they're playing."

Patrick sighed turning off the TV and sitting in front of Blaine. "Okay, you have my full attention. What's so important to interrupt my game?"

Blaine gave him a murderous look, "Don't be a jerk. I was thinking that it's been a month since we talked about having a baby, but then it's like we've been avoiding the issue. I just wanna know if you still want to have a baby. Because, I really, really want it and I think we would be amazing parents."

"I don't know Blaine... I mean, yeah, I think it could be amazing to be a father and it could bring us closer, but I don't know if I'm ready for parenthood. For crying out loud, I don't know a thing about babies!" Patrick tried to explain his doubts and reticence.

"I know that now we're not prepared, but we have more than nine months to learn about babies, parenthood and everything else. And, when the baby comes I assure you we will be prepared." Blaine brushed off both Patrick and his own concerns.

"Why do I get the feeling that even if I said no now this matter will come get me again?" Blaine took that as the beginning of his winning on the matter and smiled happily.

"I'm not trying to force you to do anything you don't want or don't feel ready to, but I think this will be what we need." Hey, nobody said you couldn't use a little psychological blackmailing.

"Yeah, okay, yes!" Blaine smiled broadly and ran to their room to get his laptop.

"Well, I've been looking for some surrogacy and adoption agencies, just to keep our possibilities wide open. So, the first thing, surrogacy, adoption, or what do we do?"

"Uhm... I think surrogacy would be better, because that way we could have a baby that's at least half of both of us, and we'll have time to prepare for it."

"That's what I thought! Okay, so the first important matter cleared. Second, who will be the father? Or do you want to mix our semen so we don't know who the father is?"

"I think you should be the father, at least for our first child. There's enough californian-blonde guys in the world, we need more handsome curly haired men" both chuckled. "And besides, it has always been your dream to have a mini-you, hasn't it?"

"Thank you sweetie- However, if you change your mind let me know, okay?" until Patrick nodded Blaine didn't continue talking. "Last choice, as surrogate, we use a man or a woman? Personally, I'd prefer a man, because I think that with us being gay it'd be lest awkward"

"Oh, I didn't think about the possibility of a man being the surrogate, but I think it's an amazing option"

"Well, joining all the choices, these are the agencies I've found" Blaine showed Patrick the web sites of the two agencies that fulfilled all the requirements.

"This one gives more importance to the relationship between the parents and the surrogate. It would be nicer to be more involved with the pregnancy, wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, I'd die if I couldn't feel the first kick. So, we have a winner" he sing-songed looking at New beginnings web site.

They read all the information the web provided and registered. After half an hour they had completed all the applications and looked at the files of different males until they had chosen five of them. They received and email with the date of their first meeting. Next Friday at three.

"Oh my god, we've just inscribed ourselves in the agency. Oh god, we did it!" Blaine shouted excited hugging his sexy boyfriend. "I think this deserves a celebration, don't you?" Blaine said kissing Patrick while leading both of them to the bedroom clumsily.

"Yeah... And we have all evening to celebrate it" Patrick answered lying backwards on their bed.

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Kurt had been signed on the surrogate web site for two weeks and hadn't received any calls or other kind of communication from the agency. He didn't know how long they took to call new guys, but his more pessimistic side thought maybe he hadn't received any call because nobody wanted a man as the surrogate of their children. Just as his shift on the café was starting, his phone vibrated. It was the agency. He answered quickly.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Hummel? This is Jessica Stuard from New beginnings, the surrogacy agency" a young lady said.

"Yeah. How may I help you?" Kurt was trying to ignore the angry look his boss was giving him.

"We received an application from a couple and they had chosen you as potential surrogate for their child." Kurt was beyond happy. Maybe his special condition didn't repulse people in New York, like it repulsed the Lima population. "They have arranged a meeting at three next Friday, is it good for you?"

"Yeah, it's perfect. Thank you so much." he started to jump enthusiastically as he hanged up. But, of course his boss had to wind up his day telling him that he had lost half an hour on the phone, so he had to close the café.