"Good morning, ladies! How are you both doing?" Kurt walked into the room to find Darla sitting on the exam table, looking incredibly weak and pale. His heart plummeted, seeing how sick she was. It was still hard for him to see his young patients like this, whether he knew to expect it or not, especially with someone as special as Darla. The world had thrown more at this little one than was even remotely fair, but she never once complained... even at the diagnosis he had given last week of Childhood Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia.

"Am I gonna be really sick, doctuh Hummel?" She looked at him with scared but trusting eyes.

Kurt swallowed hard, desperately trying to remain professional. "Yes, honey. You're gonna be really sick." He pretended that his voice hadn't cracked slightly right at the very end.

Darla's mom leaned down, face in her hands, body shaking with silent tears. The doctor was thankful that Blaine had insisted on being in the room for this meeting. The nurse knelt down in that moment, wrapping his arms around the crying woman and whispering, "I know. It's ok, cry all you need." Kurt was glad that there was one of them to focus on the mom and one of them to focus on the girl.

"Do you have any questions you want to ask me, honey? Anything at all?" He scooted up onto the exam table next to the child, putting an arm around her and pulling her close. He rarely did this kind of thing, but then Darla was a rare and special person. She snuggled in and reciprocated with a small arm around him, patting his back in a comforting manner. Kurt thought he would burst into tears just a that. It was so purely Darla. Get the news that you yourself are sick and give comfort to the doctor.

"Are you gonna take care of me?" She again gave him that look that said she would trust him in anything. He didn't take that lightly.

"Well, sweetie. You need a certain kind of doctor that takes care of cancer. I can't be the one to fix this. You need someone special." He looked at her intently, hoping she understood that he wasn't abandoning her, only giving her over to someone better. She quirked her eyebrow as if to say that he clearly wasn't following the conversation.

"But you can take care of me too, doctuh Hummel. I can have two special doctuhs." Kurt hugged her tightly then, the tears that had been threatening to escape from the moment the conversation had started finally dampened the corners of his eyes. He knew by now that his rule to never becoming emotionally involved had been completely thrown out the window.

"You deserve all the special doctors you want. I will do my best to take care of you, Darla. Always."

"Dr. Hummel! This is a nice surprise! What are you doing here?" Darla's mother gave Kurt a tired but genuine smile when he walked into the room. Darla reached her arms out for a hug and Kurt gave her one happily.

"Well, Darla asked me to take care of her to so that's what I'm doing." Kurt responded with a smile. "I asked the pediatric oncologist if he was okay with me being a part of Darla's care team and he assured me it would be fine."

The woman looked at the doctor in amazement. "I don't even know what to say. You've always been so great with Darla whenever you've seen her in the ER. I didn't expect... this is really incredible of you!" Kurt started to shrug as if to say that it was no big deal, but stopped himself. He realized that, to her, it was a very big deal indeed, so he nodded and smiled kindly. "Um, I feel like this is the worst timing and that I'm going to sound so ungrateful, but I need to be very straight forward with you. Our insurance isn't the best right now. To be honest I don't even know how we will pay for everything Darla is going to need. We want you here, trust me, but I don't know if we can afford another doctor's bill." She finished looking uncomfortable and awkward, watching Kurt with an expression that told him she felt terrible even bringing something like this up.

"Please don't worry about that. I'm not about to charge you for my being here. In fact, I wanted to tell you..."

"Hello there!" They were interrupted by the door opening as a balding older man entered the room. Kurt nodded with another smile to the mother, indicating that he would finish later.

"I'm Dr. Hurvitz. You must be Darla." He reached out to shake the girl's hand and she smiled shyly as she glanced at Kurt, scooting closer to his side. The younger doctor put a reassuring arm around her shoulders.

"Hi," she responded shyly.

"You must be the mom?" He reached it to shake the woman's hand.

"Karen, yes." She shook his hand nervously before settling back into her seat.

"Well, for starters I just want that, well, this pretty much sucks, doesn't it kiddo?" Karen looked at him in surprise but Darla let out a small giggle and covered her hand with her mouth. Kurt just smiled and looked to Darla who gave the older doctor a vigorous nod. "Okay, things can sound pretty cold and unprofessional coming out of doctor's mouths and it can seem like we don't care, but that couldn't be further from the case. I care a lot and that's why I'm here. To help get you better. Alright?" Both mother and daughter nodded again, Karen wiping a tear from her eye.

"Let's get to it then." The doctor pulled out a chart and started to explain their situation. They were dealing with standard risk leukemia since her white blood cell count was below 50,000, which was the best possible option, if you could call it that. Darla would need to be admitted to the hospital right away to start radiation and chemo. He thoroughly explained the process of induction and consolidation therapy and how she would be admitted to the hospital for small periods of time but would be able to go home in between as long as she stayed healthy. "In almost every case of ALL, kids go into remission right away. In most, they go on to live normal healthy lives. We really are dealing with a best case scenario here as we caught it fairly early on. We have every reason to be optimistic." The mom wiped more tears from her eyes and nodded, trying her best to give a sincere smile.

"Now, I just want to cover one last issue. Dr. Hummel here has asked to be a part of the team. I invited him today and I'm assuming you don't mind." He winked at Darla as she was still sitting right next to the young doctor, now holding his hand. "He has informed us of your insurance issues. I'm very sorry you're having to deal with that. For his part, he is writing off any of the work he does for you and I have agreed to do the same." At the mother's look of shock he went on. "Every once in a while I pick a patient to do something like this for and you seem like a great family so that's that." Karen just sat there, mouth open slightly. "Dr. Hummel here has already talked to some of the other doctors that will be on your case and most of them have agreed to be on board with this as well. Unfortunately that only covers the doctor's portion of your billing, not the hospital's, but the good doc has a plan for that too." He grinned and clapped Kurt on the shoulder. Kurt turned to look at Karen directly then. She was still sitting with her mouth open but had moved her sightly shaking hand up to cover it.

"The hospital has a program that allows us to help families in need. In most cases 80% of your bill will be forgiven if you are accepted. I've written a letter of recommendation already and sent it to the board. I hope that I wasn't out of line, but I wanted to get the process started. I'm very confident that you'll be approved."

Karen was up and out of her seat and hugging Kurt before he knew what hit him.

"I can't begin to thank you! This is incredible! YOU are incredible! I've never... I don't... Oh, Dr. Hummel!" Kurt laughed as she threw her arms around him again patted her on the back.

"Told you he was special, mama." Kurt looked down to see that Darla had climbed off of the exam table and wrapped her arms around his legs with eyes closed and a huge smile. Kurt knew that she didn't understand everything that had just happened, but she thought he was special and that was the best compliment in the world.

"Street clothes, Dr. Hummel?" Kurt looked up from the chart he was holding to see Simone in front of him holding a tray of meds and looking at him questioningly.

"Yeah, I'm not supposed to be here actually, but I got a page that Dr. Hurvitz was meeting with Darla so..."

"Daddy!"

Kurt turned his head with a grin as his small family walked toward him down the hall of the ER. Elliott was skipping happily, holding Blaine's hand on one side and Addy's on the other.

They had all been at the park together this morning, starting Elliott's birthday celebration with some breakfast ice cream and playground time. Kurt, however, had gotten a call to come to the hospital only half an hour in. The kids had been playing happily so Blaine had told his boyfriend to go and the three would come to pick him up for lunch.

"Hey, birthday boy... Oh my god... what happened to your eye!" Kurt's greeting to his son quickly turned into a gasp of surprise and worry. The doctor panicked a little as he scooped the boy off of his feet and sat him up on the desk at reception to examine the small face.

Elliott's left eye was already turning black and purple and was almost completely swollen shut. Kurt turned to look at Blaine for an explanation but the nurse just grinned and nodded back to the little boy. "Go ahead, buddy."

Kurt looked back to his son, starting to feel exasperated at the lack of information.

Elliott peered up at his father through his one good eye, a huge smile on his freckled face. "Daddy, you should..." the little boy paused, then motioned for Blaine to come over as he loudly whispered, "I forgot it!" Both men snickered, though Kurt still had no idea what was going on, and Blaine whispered something into the child's ear. "Oh yeah, now I remember... Daddy, you should see the other guy!" Elliott grinned proudly, awaiting praise for finally accomplishing what Blaine had coached him on.

Kurt groaned, shaking his head, and leaned in to hug his son tightly. "I should, huh?" He turned to Blaine and teased, "There isn't really another guy is there?" Blaine only gave him a silent grimace. "Please tell me that there isn't really another guy." Kurt was starting to feel his panic rising again. Blaine opened his mouth to respond but Kurt had started to go into full-blown overreacting dad mode by then. "Oh my god, who beat up my son! It wasn't an older kid was it? Did you see who it was? Did you talk to the parents? I will kill the kid who started this!" Kurt snapped out of his tirade when Blaine grabbed his shoulders and gave him a tiny shake.

"Seriously, honey, get a grip." Blaine looked at Kurt questioningly to see if he had actually succeeded in calming his boyfriend down.

"Blaine, my three-year-old..."

"Four!" Elliott piped up.

Kurt rolled his eyes and went on, "Okay, four-year-old has a black eye. There is nothing to be calm about!"

Blaine swung Addy up to sit next to Elliott on the desk. "You're telling me you never once had a black eye as a kid? Every little boy does. It's a rite of passage. I probably had three!"

Kurt shot his boyfriend an incredulous and irritated look, "Have we just met? Have I, seriously, ever given you the impression that I did anything typical of little boys when I was El's age?"

Blaine did his best to hide a smile. "Of course not, sweetie. I don't know what I was thinking."

"I'm hearing your sarcasm and it is not appreciated in this moment." The doctor shot his boyfriend another look of irritation. "Now do you mind telling me what happened?"

"Elly, take Addy's hand and go to Daddy's office. You can each pick out a sucker from his drawer, okay?" Kurt watched in confusion as Blaine ignored his question, swung the children back to the floor, one in each arm, and pointed them to the room two doors down. He turned to Kurt once they were on their way. "I just didn't want to talk about it in front of them." He sat down on top of the desk and gave Kurt a long look with an unreadable expression.

"I'm kind of dying over here," Kurt waved his hands in an exaggerated motion indicating for Blaine to get talking.

The nurse just smiled and took Kurt's hand, "Just after you left the park, Addy had a little altercation with some bullies." Kurt looked at him in surprise and confusion.

"Addy? El's the one with a shiner."

"I'm getting there, patience darling." Kurt couldn't help but smile at the 'darling.' He loved it when Blaine called him darling. "Anyway, it started with some mom making a comment about 'those poor kids not having a real family,' referring to us," he waved away Kurt's indignant look. "Just hold it in baby and let me finish." Kurt shut his mouth with a pout but was silent. "ANYway, her own kids heard her and decided to tease Addy about having a weird family." Kurt looked absolutely livid by now and Blaine felt his heart warm at Kurt's protectiveness of his daughter. "I didn't hear the whole thing firsthand so I rushed over when I saw Addy crying, trying to comfort her and figure out what was going on... and I was kind of too distracted to stop Elliott in time..."

"Stop him from what?" Kurt was looking incredibly wary by now.

"Well, ha," Blaine let out a quickly nervous laugh, "while I was kneeling down to talk to Addy I felt someone rush past me and I heard a little voice scream, 'Don't talk that way about my sister and daddies!' and before I knew it your son had tackled a kid twice his size to the ground and was shoving his face in the mud."

The shock on Kurt's face was close to comical as he opened and closed his mouth several times, trying to form words. "I-I... Wow, he did that?" His tone showed his awe, along with just a touch of pride.

"Yeah," Blaine was looking at Kurt a little uncertainly at his next words, "I wasn't sure what to be more surprised about. The fact that he actually screamed, the fact that he physically attacked someone... or the fact that he called Addy his sister and me his other dad."

Kurt gave his boyfriend a slow smile, moved to stand directly in front of where Blaine was sitting on the desk and held both of his hands. "Well, the last part shouldn't surprise you, it certainly doesn't surprise me. He loves you guys so much. I don't know what he'd do if you ever weren't in his life anymore." (I don't know what I'D do!)

Blaine pulled Kurt in so that he could wrap his arms around the doctor's waist. "Addy feels the same way. Did I ever tell you what she said after her surgery last week?"

Kurt shook his head, feeling his heart flip-flop...

Kurt headed into Elliott's bedroom the moment he got home from work.

"How's the patient?" He walked up to Elliott's bed where Addy was curled up. She blinked at him sleepily and just smiled. He moved to sit on the edge of the bed next to Blaine and smoothed back the curls from her forehead with his hand.

"She's doing good. She's still pretty loopy from the anesthesia, but she's not too uncomfortable. Dr. Greenberg said it went really well." Kurt smiled at his boyfriend and continued to stroke the little girl's hair.

"What can I do for you, sweetie? Anything you want." Addy leaned back on her pillow and scooted over on the bed.

"Snuggle?" Kurt gave a small loving laugh, thinking that she was just like her daddy.

"Sure thing, honey. Just let me take care of my bag and I'll be right back." One last tug at a curly pigtail and he walked out of the room.

Addy was so out of it from the medicine that she had closed her eyes and was already drifting off as Kurt stepped away.

"Daddy?" Blaine turned to see what she wanted and then saw her hand reaching toward the door that Kurt had just walked through. A tiny lump formed in his throat as she wiggled her little fingers searchingly and called softly once more, "Daddy, are you coming?"

Kurt walked back in, having missed the whole thing, and climbed onto the bed with the little girl, pulling her close so that she was curled up on his chest. She sighed contentedly and was sound asleep in seconds. Kurt stroked her arm lightly and looked over to Blaine. He was surprised when he saw his boyfriend looking a little misty eyed. "Are you okay, babe?" He looked at the nurse in concern.

"Oh, yeah, totally fine." Blaine smiled and cleared his throat. "I'm just tired. It's hard to not worry even though it's such a routine procedure."

"Why don't you go take a nap? Elliott is going to be playing over at Micah's until after dinner and I'm good here."

Blaine nodded and leaned in to kiss them both. As he headed to the bedroom he went over the moment in his mind. He would definitely tell Kurt, but for right now he just wanted process the enormity of what had happened by himself... and revel in the pure joy he felt.

"I really meant to tell you the next day but things got so busy with you working those double shifts and planning Elly's birthday party, I kind of forgot."

Kurt just stared at his boyfriend in awe. He knew that he and Addy had ended up having a special evening. They'd snuggled together and read books in bed while Blaine had napped and then all four joined together on the couch after Elliott came home to eat ice cream and watch Finding Nemo. He had no idea that something like that had happened though.

"I suppose she was just loopy from being put under earlier," he spoke uncertainly, not wanting to make too a big a deal of it.

"You know what happens as well as I do when people are in that state. They usually end up being really honest and saying exactly what's on their minds. You, as a dad, is what is on her mind." Blaine let go of the doctor's waist and tugged on Kurt's hands to hold them to his chest.

Kurt was definitely a little choked up now. "That makes me incredibly happy!" He stated in a rough voice. "Are you okay with it though?" The doctor was suddenly worried that Blaine would feel like his territory was being invaded.

"I feel incredible about it! How do you feel about the fact that Elly pretty much called me one of his dads at the park today?"

"Same as you. Incredible!" Kurt let a nervous laugh. "Wow, we have a lot to talk about... and a pretty big discussion to have with the kids when we figure everything out."

"Yeah, especially considering I'm technically still married." Blaine scrunched his nose a little, "Oops..."

"How do you make something like that comical?" Kurt laughed. Blaine shrugged and pulled the doctor back into his arms and held him tight. Kurt planted a firm kiss on the other man's cheek and pulled back slightly so that they were face-to-face again.

"We need to finish the discussion about my son getting into his first ever fight before he's even in preschool. Tell me the rest of what happened. How much damage did he end up doing?" Kurt pulled a distasteful face, waiting for Blaine to talk.

"Um, a lot actually." Blaine was laughing as though he thought this was the best thing ever. Kurt was not so amused. "By the time I pulled him off he had already caused a black eye of his own and he might have knocked one of his attackee's baby teeth loose... I checked on that one myself. The kid was in shock. The only reason El got HIS black eye was that the other boy was panicking and flinging his arms so that when I pulled El off he accidentally clocked him."

"This is not happening" Kurt faceplanted down on Blaine's shoulder. "I can't believe that MY SON would do something like this."

"It really is okay, honey." Blaine laughed again as he rubbed his boyfriend's back soothingly. "I'm not saying it was definitely the right response, but his heart was in the right place. The boy's mom wasn't thrilled, of course, but she knew full well that her son had started it. Plus, I think they were both mortified in the end that a four-year-old had done that kind of damage." Kurt sighed and shook his head, pulling up from Blaine's shoulder. "And listen, since he's kind of showing a penchant for fighting I could always show him a few things, like how to defend yourself and others but not cause damage and hurt people unnecessarily." Kurt looked at him skeptically. "I used to box and I started young too. Only if you're comfortable but I think it could be good for him." Kurt's skeptical look changed to one of interest and something else entirely.

"You boxed? You... all shirtless and sweaty and punching people... oh god, you so need to fuck me tonight." The last part was whispered in a seductive voice and Blaine felt all of the blood rush from his head.

"Ahem.." They looked up at the little cough to find Nurse Wilkins standing next to them with glaring disapproval. "I'm sorry Dr. Hummel, Nurse Anderson, but I need to get to the files behind you." Her words were polite. Her tone was anything but. Kurt took a deep breath and moved back, looking like it was taking everything in him to not snap at her. Blaine had no such self-control.

"Hey, honey, I see the kids waiting at your office door and it looks like they may have helped themselves to more than one sucker. Why don't you grab them and I'll meet you all out at the car. I just have to check on a chart really quick before we leave." Blaine hopped down from his seat on the desk and gave Kurt a smile. The doctor looked at him curiously but quickly went to his office to rescue it from the stickiness that was their children.

"Okay, listen you little bitch, I have officially had enough. You are going to shut your mouth and listen to me, got it?" Blaine had taken a step closer to the girl and was glaring down at her. She swallowed, looking nervous. Blaine was one of the sweetest people on staff and usually had only positive and encouraging things to say to people. "I don't know if you are a homophobe or if you are seriously immature enough to still be mad that you didn't get to go to some concert but I am sick of it." He made a sweeping motion with his hand and took one step closer. The girl's eyes widened and she took one step back. "The accusations, the whispering behind our backs, the absolutely hatred you send our way every time you look at us... it stops now." She tried to pull off looking indignant but her obvious nerves ruined the effect.

"It's disgusting the way you guys are always all over each other. I don't have to put up with it."

"Actually, you really do. I'm sorry if you find it distasteful but we are doing absolutely nothing wrong. We're in a relationship. People are generally physically close to each other in that scenario. I get no preferential treatment from him in any way though when it comes to the hospital. I work just as hard as any other nurse here. This. Stops. Now."

She sneered then, regaining her ability to look haughty. "I don't have to stop anything. In fact, if you guys keep it up, I'll just complain to HR again. I'm sure if they keep getting complaints they'll have to do something..."

Blaine interrupted, now looking absolutely menacing. "Do you seriously think that I don't know about the times you leave early but have the orderly you're sleeping with clock you out on time so you don't lose hours? Do you REALLY think that I don't see all of the times you coerce someone into doing your job for you, but still sign off on things as though you were the one to do the work?" He was glaring at her with a satisfied smile.

"Are you trying to blackmail me?" She looked distinctly nervous.

"Now, do I seem like the kind of person to blackmail somebody?" He shot her a now innocent smile. "I'm just making sure you know where we stand is all." He took a step backward to start leaving as he shot out one last quiet comment.

"Oh, and tomorrow? I'll be walking in here with my hand on my boyfriend's ass and you're gonna smile and say good morning."