Kurt drummed his fingers on the steering wheel nervously as they drove home. Addy and Elliott were completely passed out in the back seat, having been overloaded on fun and sugar. Blaine was silent and continued to send sideways glances at his boyfriend.

(What next! What the crap do I do! It's too soon to have this conversation!) Kurt chanced a sideways glance of his own, catching the other man's eye. They both jumped slightly and looked away, back to the road, as if the asphalt was suddenly incredibly interesting.

Kurt wanted to be a little irritated at his son for the wish, for forcing him to face something he wasn't quite ready to face. He couldn't though. Deep down he knew that he had brought this on himself. He and Blaine certainly acted as if this was the next natural step. How could he blame a four year old for picking up on it and even requesting it. He was irritated with his dad though. A lot irritated.

"Dad! What the hell is wrong with you?" Kurt whispered as he jerked his father into the walk-in pantry while the others were enjoying cake.

"What is wrong with me? What the hell is wrong with you, Kurt?" The doctor just sputtered for a moment, feeling more than a little attacked. "You love this man, right?"

A nod.

"He is basically living with you, right?"

Another nod.

"You're putting both of your little kids in a position where they view the two of you as their parents, right?"

No response, just an incredible feeling of guilt.

"Hey, I'm not blaming you. I'm just stating a fact. A fact that you need to hear."

A little glare.

"Is there any doubt in your mind that this is the man for you?"

A hard swallow, eyes cast to the ground.

"Kurt?"

"No, dad. No doubt at all."

"Does he feel the same way?"

"I-I don't know for sure. I mean, I think so. Everything we say and do insinuates it, it's just... we haven't actually had the talk marriage yet..." Kurt trailed off, feeling nervous and miserable and every other uncertain and crummy feeling.

"The way he looks at you, kiddo? I seriously doubt you have anything to worry about." Burt clapped his son on the shoulder reassuringly.

"He's still married, dad!" Kurt flung out in exasperation.

"So? You're right, in most cases I would not morally condone something like this, but this... this is different. Extenuating circumstances and all. What's to stop you from being what you need for each other and letting the kids have the two parents they need right now? Just making things official when you can."

A surprised stare.

"You'll do the right thing, bud. I have no doubt. You always do."

Burt had spent the rest of the evening making pointed comments about how nice having two dads would be and calling Blaine 'son' as much as possible. Though clearly embarrassed, Blaine had thoroughly enjoyed be accepted into the family with open arms. Kurt just wasn't sure what to do next.

They both took deep breaths and opened their mouths to speak in the exact same moment.

"So, the cake was good."

"Will you marry me, Kurt?"

Eyes widened. A heavy, shocked silence ensued.

"Um, y-yeah, it... it was delicious." (Oh my god! I proposed and he talked about cake! Kill me now!)

"I, uh, I, uh..." (Oh god, oh, god, oh god!)

Silence again, this time with both men feeling a little sick.

"You missed our turn, Kurt."

"Oh." The doctor quickly turned around and they were pulling into the driveway moments later. They carried their respective children to the house in silence and tucked them into Elliott's bed together. They headed to the bedroom and got changed without a word. As Blaine was pulling on a pair of pajama pants he heard a soft voice from right behind him.

"I didn't realize you were into polygamy." Blaine tried his best to keep a straight face but broke easily and turned around to grin at his boyfriend.

"You're hilarious," he snarked sarcastically and moved to pull the other man into a tight embrace. He could feel Kurt smiling into his shoulder as he was lovingly hugged back.

"Did you mean it?" Kurt whispered, barely audible.

"Yes." Just as quiet.

"Okay." Blaine froze, not quite sure he had heard Kurt correctly. They both pulled back to look at each other. "I'll marry you, Blaine." The nurse thought that he surely must be jumping and dancing around the room, screaming in excitement, and was surprised to find that he was standing still and silent. "Blaine?"

"Are you sure, Kurt?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life!" Kurt laughed and kissed the other man's forehead. "It's scary admitting it. I didn't want to be the first one to say anything because it just felt ridiculous, and when you asked me just now in the car I was in shock I think." Kurt gently pushed Blaine back onto the bed and climbed on top of his boyfriend, placing kisses up the side of his neck. "I feel the same way I did on the first night we got together though. I told you I wanted to be with you for always and I meant it."

Blaine felt a steady warmth grow inside of him until he was overwhelmed by it and grabbed Kurt, flipping the doctor onto his back, straddling him. Leaning down as if in slow motion, he pressed a deep kiss to his boyfriend's lips, pushing them open to allow his tongue entrance. He explored Kurt's mouth with intense and deliberate swipes of his tongue, breathing him in deeply. Kurt responded by opening his mouth even wider and accepting Blaine's dominance. He absolutely loved it when his usually reserved man took control like this. It sent thrilling chills throughout his body, causing Blaine to become well aware of his boyfriend's arousal. Blaine smirked at the hardness suddenly pressing against the inside of his thigh. It was only their position that kept his own erection less noticeable. He shifted so that Kurt could feel his mutual excitement and smiled into the doctor's mouth as he kissed him again deeply. Blaine began moving steadily against his boyfriend, causing the other man to throw his head back and close his eyes, small groans leaving his lips.

"So, you want to marry me, huh?"

"Oh lord, yes!"

"You want me to do this to you for forever, as your husband?"

"Yes, Blaine! Oh god, yes!"

Blaine stopped his movements abruptly and sat up, still straddling his boyfriend.

"Sweet Katy Perry, what are you doing! You can't just stop like that!"

"Oh, I think I can, baby." Kurt swallowed roughly, feeling himself grow even harder, if that was possible, at the authority in the nurse's voice. Blaine slowly started to strip his own clothing as he spoke. "I think that I can go as slowly and take as long as I want. I think that I can kiss, and tease, and string you along all night until you're begging me to just fuck you as hard as I can." He had moved on to remove Kurt's clothing now and could feel his boyfriend trembling in excitement. "I think you'll be begging for it, but I won't give in."

"You won't?" Kurt's voice was just a shaky whisper by now.

"Nope." They were both naked at this point and Blaine had scooted back slightly so that he could stroke Kurt's length with one hand and trace a teasing finger over his boyfriend's ass with the other. Kurt was breathing heavily, body shaking with slight tremors, basically incoherent. Blaine stopped his ministrations abruptly, only to pull Kurt up so that he was sitting in Blaine's lap, straddling him face-to-face. They both breathed heavily, staring into each others eyes. Kurt thought that Blaine would surely kill him if this kept up much longer.

"You can't fuck on the night you get engaged. You have to make love." Kurt smiled and groaned into Blaine's mouth as he gave him a kiss filled with emotion. Blaine slid his fingers down to slowly and carefully start prepping his boyfriend, all the while placing gentle kisses everywhere he could reach. His mouth found Kurt's ear and sucked gently while whispering.

"Make love tonight. Fuck tomorrow."

"Shit, Blaine... oh yes, yes, yes, yes..."

"Daddy!" Blaine's eyes popped open at the sound of Addy's voice, right on the other side of the shower curtain. Kurt quickly clapped a hand over his own mouth. The doctor's face and chest were pressed up against the shower wall and Blaine was directly against his boyfriend's back, still hard inside of him.

"What do you want, sweetie. I'm in the middle of a shower." Blaine did his best to sound controlled and even.

"We want breakfast!" Addy placed a small hand on the edge of the curtain, intent on poking her face in to talk to her father directly. Luckily Blaine saw the little fingers and whipped a hand over to hold the curtain in place.

"You need to give me some privacy, princess. Go look at some books and I promise I'll be out to cook you breakfast in just a minute."

"Daddy? Do you know where my daddy is, Addy?" Elliott's voice piped up from the doorway. Kurt banged his forehead lightly against the wall.

"I'm right here, buddy."

"Why are you guys in there at the same time?" Elliott's voice showed genuine confusion and another little set of fingers started to pull back the other side of the curtain. Kurt reached out quickly and snapped it back shut.

"Listen, we'll talk about whatever you want in just a minute. Please go out now though... We love you!" Kurt called out as the children left and shut the door behind them. Blaine sighed and pulled away, knowing the moment was gone. "What? No! We're alone again, babe! You promised to fuck me today!" Kurt pulled the other man into his arms, placing desperate kisses along Blaine's neck and chest. Blaine smiled but pushed him back gently.

"I'm sorry, baby. I just can't right now. I keep picturing those little fingers about to pull back the curtain and I feel like a creepy pedophile..."

Kurt groaned in frustration. "Fine." He grabbed the shampoo and started washing his hair. "By the way, how did they get in? I thought you locked the door?"

"You said YOU locked... oh my word, we really need to stop making that mistake." Blaine offered his hand out for some shampoo and began scrubbing his own scalp.

"Maybe we both have an exhibitionist streak that we were previously unaware of." Kurt smirked as he moved under the spray to rinse his hair.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, seeing as one of the potential audiences was our own children." Blaine rolled his eyes, scooting his boyfriend out of the way to step under the stream.

"Speaking of which, it looks like we need to have a serious talk with both of them about respecting privacy and personal space." Kurt observed as he carefully scrubbed the other man's back.

"Yup, and get deadbolts for all of our doors."

"Daddy?" Kurt had just finished tying his tie and was pulling on his lab coat when Elliott poked his face through the bedroom door.

"Yeah, baby?" Kurt knelt down, reaching his arms out for his son. Elliott had been particularly quiet this morning. After being interrupted in the shower, both men had talked to the kids at breakfast about needing to respect people's privacy in the bathroom and the bedroom. Both children, being sensitive and emotionally older than their years, had nodded solemnly, taking every word to heart. Addy had resumed her normal chatter though after Blaine had swooped her up in the air to tickle and hug her. Elliott had remained silent, despite Kurt's attempts to engage him in conversation while they ate. Blaine had just watched their interactions, heart breaking for his boyfriend, and had soothingly rubbed the other man's back. The twenty minutes it took to eat their meal had seemed to stretch on forever and Kurt was reminded of the time, only weeks before, when Elliott had never spoken a word. It cut him deeply and he desperately wanted to hear his son's little voice.

That one word made the world seem okay again. Elliott quickly ran into his father's waiting arms and let himself be picked up. Kurt went to sit on the edge of his bed, settling his son on his knee.

"Was my wish okay?" Elliott whispered in a tiny voice. Kurt's heart broke completely at this. He had thought that the boy's quietness came from being reprimanded. It hadn't even occurred to him that El was worrying about his father's reaction to the birthday wish this entire time.

"Yeah, honey. It really was okay. It's a big deal though. You know that, right? This isn't something that daddy can just make happen overnight."

"Cuz Addy already has another daddy that isn't nice, huh? Um, not a daddy… I think she called him a papa, like Elise's."

"You guys have talked about Addy's papa?" (Duh, Kurt! They're smart kids. Of course they have!)

"Uh-huh. She said he never gave her snuggles or was nice to her like you are, and she didn't have a brother at her old home. She said she wants you be her other daddy, but she doesn't want to call you papa. She just wants to call you daddy too. That's why I made my birthday wish. I want Addy to have two nice daddies and I want Blaine to be MY other daddy cuz he plays with me, and doesn't make me eat the crusts on my sammiches, and he gives the best hugs."

Kurt just sat there silently for a moment, trying to absorb all of this new information. He felt overflowingly full of love for these two children. It was entirely possible that he might burst. Interpreting his father's silence as hesitation Elliott hurried on.

"Please daddy? It can be all my birthday wishes for forever if you want. It's okay if it takes long times too…"

"Oh, sweetie, no no no. You don't have to use up any more birthday wishes and you don't have to beg me. I think it was the most amazing and selfless birthday wish you could possibly have made!" Elliott gave his father an odd look at the word 'selfless,' but more or less understood that his dad was saying his wish would come true. He gave a huge smile. Kurt blinked away tears at the grin adorning the chubby freckled face and hugged his son to him.

He looked up then to see Blaine standing in the doorway, scrubs on and backpack hanging from his shoulder. He was quietly observing the two men he loved with a watery smile.

"We'll make it happen, baby. I promise. I don't know exactly when or how, but it'll happen."

"Um, may I ask what this is all about?" Kurt yelped indignantly as he felt Blaine's hand grope his ass as they walked away from the hospital at the end of the day. He caught a tiny squeak coming from someone to his right and looked over to see Sarah standing there and staring with her mouth hanging open. She quickly threw on what she probably considered to be a genuine smile when she caught Kurt looking at her though. To the doctor she just looked like a disturbed lunatic. "And what is up with her? Blaine... did you do something when I left with the kids yesterday?" He smacked his boyfriend's hand away and looked at him suspiciously as they walked outside.

"What, me? What could I have possibly done? I think she just decided that she is an ignorant bitch and has changed her ways. Look at us baby, changing the world one psychotic homophobe at a time." Kurt tried to hide his grin and started to make what was sure to be a fabulously sarcastic comeback.

"Dr. Hummel!" They both turned to see a short, round man that they both knew was on the hospital board running to catch up with them. Stopping, he breathed heavily, holding up a finger as if to ask for just a moment to catch his breath. Both men smiled to themselves. Most of the board were fairly stuffy and thought themselves above the hospital staff. This man was different and by far their favorite.

"Are you okay, Mr. Johnson?" Kurt asked, patting the man's back.

"Oh yes, just fine. Gotta lose a little of this weight is all." He jovially patted his Santa Clausesque belly with a grin.

"Anyway, I don't want to keep you two, I just wanted to tell you that the board came to a decision about your request for the little girl with cancer." Blaine looked to his boyfriend in surprise. They had not talked about Darla further in their personal time. Blaine knew he had overreacted about Kurt not caring and had decided to trust the doctor, knowing the man had all of the pertinent information. He was also aware that Kurt was more involved in her case than normal, but had no idea his boyfriend had taken things as far as the board. Kurt, for his part, was just reluctant to share his hopes with Blaine until he knew how things would end up landing. Kurt glanced sideways at the nurse with a hesitant look, hoping he wasn't in trouble for keeping a secret. Blaine just smiled at him lovingly.

"We were quite impressed with your letter of recommendation and scheduled a meeting with the girl and her mother today. We feel confident that they are the right family for this program. We informed them that 80% of their hospital bills will be covered and after finding out about this, the rest of the doctors on her case agreed to write off their billable hours. The family should end up with very manageable costs." The man nodded and shook Kurt's hand before slowly jogging back to the hospital.

"I feel both wretched for how mad I was at you about this and desperately in love with you at the same time." Blaine stopped in the middle of the parking lot and let his backpack slide to the ground. He pulled the doctor into his arms and simply held him. Kurt melted into the touch, enjoying the embrace despite how public they were.

"Seriously, dudes? In the middle of a parking lot? Not everyone wants a first row seat for your sickeningly adorable gay romance." Puck grinned as he walked up to the two men. The doctor and nurse broke apart at the voice. Kurt reached out to pull his friend into a quick hug before noting Detective Jones by Puck's side.

"We missed you at Elly's birthday party last night. He was pretty sad to not have his Uncle Puck there. And thank you very much for sending him a present that I had to immediately take away. I am officially the mean daddy." Kurt smiled but eyed the younger detective nervously.

"What! Come on, princess. I had a gun just like that when I was his age!"

"Yes, and how many innocent animals did you kill with it? On top of that, how many times did you almost shoot yourself?"

"Point taken. This is why you are the dad and I am not." Puck shot his friend an apologetic look. "I'm safe now though. At least let me take him out sometime and I'll help him shoot it." He gave Kurt a begging look and the doctor rolled his eyes with a sigh.

"Maybe... but you can't bring it up to him until I've decided! I've had enough of being the bad guy."

"Deal." Puck held up a fist for his friend to bump and Kurt did so with a laugh.

"You heteros and your strange customs," he teased. Blaine cleared his throat then.

"Um, not to interrupt, but we really need to pick up the kids and I'm assuming that with both of you here this is not a simple social visit." Kurt and Puck grew serious at that and Silas stepped forward.

"Yeah, man. The detective has something he needs to tell you. You might want to be sitting down for this." Blaine's breath caught in his throat.

"No, just go ahead. I've had enough of people sitting me down to tell me things. I'd rather just get it over with." Silas looked to Puck and the PI just nodded.

"Your husband is starting to wake up from his coma, sir. He's not fully awake yet, but all the signs are there that it will be happening soon. The doctors are surprised to be honest. They thought for sure that he wasn't ever going to wake up or even make it. They really need to see you at the hospital if you think you can manage it. He's in no position to be causing anyone damage so you'll be perfectly safe. They just need to talk to you and ask you some questions. I'm here to escort you tonight if you can make it."

Blaine felt his world spinning out of control.