"So, you do realize that we are delinquent parents, right?" Blaine questioned as he reached around Kurt to stir the sauce.

"What?" Kurt gave him a genuinely confused look as he scooted over so that Blaine could reach the stove top. He grabbed the spaghetti noodles to dump in the boiling water.

"We really should have started the kids in preschool this past year. I feel terrible. I was looking into schools for Addy back in Columbus but then everything happened..." he trailed off, stirring the sauce mechanically.

"Hey, don't beat yourself up. You kind of had a lot going on, honey." Kurt stood behind the shorter man, resting his chin on the shoulder in front of him and placing soft kisses on the nurse's cheek. "I feel bad too. I really should have signed Elliott up, but at that point he still wasn't talking and..." it was Kurt's turn to trail off and lose himself in thought. Blaine smiled and turned around, wrapping his arms around the other man.

"You didn't want to be judged." He reached up a hand to cup the doctor's cheek. Kurt nodded, knowing he shouldn't feel self conscious. The whole issue was resolved and Elliott seemed to be perfectly well adjusted, but it had still been a difficult road for Kurt to travel. Blaine just leaned in and kissed him lightly. It slowly became deeper and more passionate. Just as both men were breathing heavily and starting to reach under clothing they heard a sizzling sound behind them.

"Crap!" Blaine ungracefully pushed Kurt away from him and yanked the spaghetti pan back from the burner, yelling as water boiled over onto his hand. Kurt made a pained face and quickly grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and paper towel to wipe up the mess.

"We've learned an important lesson today, I think," he sighed as he quickly brought order back to the kitchen. Blaine looked at him with puppy dog eyes as he held his burned hand to his mouth. Kurt smacked it away and handed him the ice pack. "Make that two lessons. You're a nurse for goodness sake. Use ice instead of your bacteria covered tongue."

"You don't complain when that tongue is rimming you." Blaine sassed, snatching the ice pack.

"True," Kurt responded evenly, fighting a grin. "Being a doctor means that I have way too much knowledge though and could go down a whole other bacteria road, but I won't because I'm a very clean person and it's just way too fucking amazing for me to ever insinuate that you stop." Blaine rolled his eyes but laughed.

"Back to my original point though, darling." Kurt pulled back the ice pack to check on the burn before placing a light kiss and covering it again. "Our lesson is that we cannot make out during dinner prep. It always ends in disaster."

Blaine couldn't deny the truth in that, remembering two nights back when Jeff had agreed to drop off the kids from daycare. The two men were alone in the house immediately following work and amazing kitchen sex ensued. Unfortunately it had resulted in scorched stir fry and them ordering pizza at the last minute.

"Well, back to the preschool discussion, it's March now. We've got plenty of time to start looking at schools for this fall... and we'll be able to officially sign them up as brother and sister." Kurt sidled up next to Blaine again and started nuzzling his neck.

"Seriously? Didn't we just have this conversation about no funny business during food prep!" Blaine teased.

"Fine. I'll finish dinner solo and you go ice your hand." Kurt smacked him on the bottom to push him toward the kitchen table and Blaine sat down to start sorting through the mail.

"So," Kurt began tentatively, happily playing with the band on his finger while he spoke. "Do you really think that everyone will be okay with this plan? I know it's pretty sudden."

"Yeah, but baby, our entire relationship has been sudden. I'm fairly certain that our friends and family would be thrown off if we decided to drag this out." Blaine bit his lip and grinned as he looked down at the band on his own finger. His was even newer than Kurt's and it was still a pleasant surprise to feel it there. His mind drifted back to just last Thursday...

"Darla! My favorite patient in the world!" Blaine kneeled down in front of the slight but glowing girl in the wheelchair and hugged her gently. "So, you're officially in the clear. No more chemo, you get to go home. What's the first thing you're going to do?"

"Eat pizza." She answered without a second thought and a huge grin. Blaine laughed.

"That sounds like a pretty great celebratory meal to me! Well, I'm going to miss you honey, but don't take it the wrong way when I say that I hope I don't get to see you too soon." He stood then and hugged Karen. She squeezed him close and spoke with tears in her eyes.

"We never could have done this without your and Doctor Hummel's help. I can't even begin to tell you how much you mean to us!"

"That's what we do," Blaine hugged her back before pulling away and meeting her eyes with a smile. "I can honestly say that working with you both has been such a pleasure for me. Especially considering I get to send this little beauty home today!" He reached back over to lightly pinch the girl's cheek. He moved then to peer a little anxiously down the hall, wondering where Kurt was. Blaine knew without a doubt that he would want to be here to say goodbye. He couldn't figure out what was keeping the doctor.

"Nurse Blaine?" He turned at the sound of Darla's voice and knelt back in front of her.

"What is it, sweetie?"

"Doctuh Hummel loves you." Blaine was taken aback.

"I-I, yeah he does. Thank you, Da..." he stopped when she pulled a small deep blue box from inside her little puppy-dog shaped backpack. She handed it to him with the world's brightest smile. Blaine felt his heart race and tears automatically pricked the corners of his eyes. Slowly he took the box and opened it. Nestled in the blue satin was the most unique ring he had ever seen. It was black but something was scrawled in fancy silver lettering, stretching around the outside of the ring. When he examined it closely, he realized that it said this sentence...

~I am yours~

He was still on his knees, too full of feelings to respond yet, when someone knelt down next to him. He turned to see those amazing blue eyes looking directly into his own. Kurt was on one knee and had taken the ring from Blaine's hand and was presenting it to him. The doctor was choked up as he spoke.

"There was no way I was going to top your proposal so I didn't even try. I thought that if I couldn't have the most romantic plan then I would go the route of using the most special person we know." They both glanced over at Darla then, who was literally jumping up and down in her chair in excitement, tiny squeals escaping her mouth. They smiled at her and both reached out to squeeze one of her petite hands while still holding onto each other.

"I love you, Blaine, and I'm going to follow your lead and repeat the same thing I said to you on that hill the first night we got together. I just want you. I want to be together. Forever. Will you take my ring?"

Blaine couldn't even voice an answer. Deep down it had bothered him that only Kurt was wearing an engagement ring but it had felt weird to get one for himself. This shouldn't have surprised him, everything about their relationship was so equal, but Kurt always managed to find ways to take his breath away. He nodded, the tears coming now, and allowed Kurt to put the ring on before pulling the doctor into a deep kiss.

"Woo hoo!" They were broken out of their moment by Darla's loud cheer. She leaned forward in her chair to hug them both and they wrapped arms around her and each other.

They kissed her cheeks and said their final goodbyes as Karen congratulated them with a few tears of her own before wheeling her daughter out the door. As they were leaving they heard Darla speak up in a demanding voice.

"Mommy? I want to watch a fairy tale movie now. Do we have any with two princes instead of a princess?"

"Still. I know it's soon." Kurt's voice was full of insecurity. "Like, really soon. We won't even have time for a honeymoon right away because of work. We'll need to wait till this summer... and what if the kids..."

"Whoa-whoa-whoa... what's going on here? You seemed great when we figured this all out last night. I was seriously about to push the send button. What's eating at you all of a sudden?" Blaine dropped the mail and the ice pack and came to pull the taller man into his arms. Kurt distinctly avoided Blaine's gaze and finished gathering everything from the stove top. He pulled out of Blaine's arms and went to drain the pasta in the sink. The nurse just leaned back on the counter with his arms crossed, knowing full well that Kurt would speak when he was ready. Just as the doctor was mixing the sauce and meat, his shoulder's sagged and he paused. His voice was quiet.

"What if this is just too good to be true? What if we are riding out some crazy infatuation phase and things don't last. What if... what if you decide you don't want me anymore?" He kept facing the counter while he spoke, not daring to meet Blaine's eyes. Soon he felt hands turning him around and soft lips were meeting his for a small kiss, and then another, and another, and countless more. Every time Blaine kissed him he said, "I love you." After around kiss fifteen Kurt broke into a smile and kissed back saying, "I love you more." Blaine smirked and pulled back.

"Doubtful." He took Kurt's hands in his own and looked his fiancé in the eye.

"Kurt, I know things have moved insanely fast with us and we've had some ridiculously hard circumstances to overcome, but really? The proof is in the pudding, baby." Kurt snorted at this. Blaine kissed him on the nose and continued. "Look at what we've gone through? All we've gone through together. Every single obstacle brought us closer together. Most couples go through years of being together before they have to withstand those kinds of tests. We've been through hell and back, baby, in less than..." he pulled out his iPhone to look at the calendar, "eight months. Not only do we still want to be together, we are even more in love. I'd say that's all the proof we could ask for that we are for real." Kurt chuckled.

"Somehow, you checking your iPhone to see how long we've known each other pales in comparison to all the signs you had our friends make."

"I can't hit the ball out of the park every time." Blaine shrugged. Kurt leaned into his shoulder with a sigh and Blaine ran his fingers up and down the doctor's back gently.

"You did actually. That was perfect. You're right. I just needed to hear it again."

"You ready to press send then?" Blaine had let go of Kurt and was jumping up and down in place, excitedly. Kurt smiled to himself at his man's antics.

"Let's eat dinner first. Everyone else is probably doing the same. Let's wait till after and we can do it with the kids."

"Okay, but I get to press the button!" Blaine was still hopping around and even pulling off a couple of dance moves. Kurt grinned and shook his head.

"Sure thing, darling. Right after I fill your ritalin prescription."

"Hey Kurt, I just got..." Blaine walked into the kitchen where his fiancé was clearing the dinner dishes, holding an opened letter. Kurt held a finger in the air to show Blaine he needed just a moment and the nurse realized he was on his phone.

"That's amazing, Noah. I miss you though, man... yeah, I know it's only a two hour drive, but I've got kids! You make the drive! ... No way... No way! I thought that was completely over! ... Ah well, I'm happy for you and I get why your schedule is a little tight."

Blaine smiled. He really loved Kurt's friendship with Puck. It was amazing to see that no matter how different they were, they always managed to have each other's backs. Kurt had been missing him more than he would say over the last couple of weeks after Puck had officially joined the force in Westerville, becoming Silas's new partner. The former Detective had been so happy to be back to his original line of work though that Kurt couldn't begrudge him.

"Okay... It was great talking to you too... No, Noah!" Kurt rolled his eyes. "He is not old enough for the gun yet! I'll let you know when he is... I promise... There is no 'gay' pinky swear, it's just a pinky swear... Yes, we'll do it when we see each other..." another eye roll. "Really miss you too," his voiced choked up the tiniest bit. "Soon, I promise. Alright, night."

"What was the whole drama in the middle of the conversation about?" Blaine asked as soon as Kurt hung up. Kurt laughed out loud as he turned on the dishwasher.

"Do you happen to remember that pro-wrestler I mentioned that Puck had a very unfortunate date with once upon a time?" Blaine nodded with a smile at the memory. "Well, apparently she's back in town and they are well on their way to getting together." Blaine laughed.

"No stitches this time around?"

"Nope. Just a serious right jab, but apparently she was so impressed at how well he could take a punch that she gave him a second chance and here we are." They smiled at each other before Kurt noticed the paper in Blaine's hand.

"What's that?"

"Oh," Blaine had momentarily forgotten about his initial reason for entering the room. "I just got a letter from Alex's lawyer, requesting a meeting with me." Kurt wrinkled his forehead.

"Is it a will thing do you think?"

"I don't know what else it could be. I'm surprised though. I thought for sure that Alex had removed me completely since I didn't hear anything right away." For just a moment he reverted back to the more withdrawn and uncertain Blaine that Kurt had originally known. He actually seemed to physically withdraw into himself. The doctor stepped forward and grabbed his arms, shaking him lovingly.

"Hey, it's fine. Whatever it is, it's fine. Let's not worry. We'll call tomorrow and set something up."

"Okay." Blaine offered a small smile, nodding. Kurt traced a finger up his arm.

"I know what'll make you feel better, baby..."

"What is that?" Blaine smirked and drew close, leaning his head to the side so that his neck was open to be kissed.

"Well.."

kiss

"I was thinking..."

kiss

"that I could.."

Kurt slowly sucked and lightly bit until he was sure a small hickey had formed. Blaine had his eyes closed blissfully.

"That you could..." the nurse started the sentence again, hoping to lead the conversation forward.

"Push send before you!" Kurt pushed him back and dashed to the living room.

"You ass!" Blaine scrambled after him madly with a huge grin.

"You guys ready for this?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Do it Daddy!" Addy bounced wildly in Blaine's lap, trying to grab the cell phone from his hand.

"Hold on, baby girl!" He laughed, tickling her side.

Kurt tipped his head around to see Elliott's face clearly. The boy was quiet, but it wasn't necessarily uncharacteristic for him. Even after he started speaking he would go through phases of quietness and the two dads were quickly learning that it was just his way of processing. It wasn't good or bad. It just was.

"What do you think, little monster?" Kurt pulled out this rare nickname in special moments. Kurt, and Elliott in his own childish way, found it amusingly ironic since the young boy was anything but.

Elliott turned to Kurt, placed hands on either side of his face and gave his father a kiss. He turned again and did the same to Blaine. The two men shared a soft smile. That was about as big of an approval as they could ask for.

"You okay with this?" Kurt teased Blaine. He had convinced his soon-to-be husband that it would be more fun to send it together. Blaine grinned.

"Everyone reach in..." Two adult fingers and two tiny ones all worked their way in to find a spot on the small send button on Blaine's phone.

"Let's count together!" Kurt sang out.

"Five, four, three, two, one..."

Mass Text

Dear close friends and family,

We realize that what we are about to say is a bit unorthodox, but hey, we are incredibly unorthodox. Two weeks from Saturday, yes, that is only sixteen days from today, we are getting married. We are becoming a family. 2pm, on the hill where we got engaged. It will be short and sweet, but the after party is going to kick ass! We feel as if we are already married, but this will make things official... at least in our eyes. This summer, we will take a honeymoon in Vermont and actually make it legal. We are inviting just you few because you have all been instrumental in our relationship. We wouldn't be here today without you. We love you all and we hope that you'll be there. Love, Kurt, Blaine, Elliott and Adelaide. -Blaine

Oh, sweeties! I'm so excited! You're going to have to help me find a dress on short notice though, Kurt -Carole

All right, dudes! Congrats! Of course we'll be there. Addy and El, your Uncle Finn is excited for you too :) -Finn

Oh my gosh! I have less than sixteen days to plan a wedding! I'm freaking out! I can't do this! You have to change your plans! -Rachel

Rachel, chill. It's their wedding. They didn't ask you to plan it. -Finn

Good to know you're finally making an honest man out of my son, Blaine. So happy for you guys though, seriously. Love, dad (that's dad to both of you!) -Burt

Fine, but you are officially on full time daddy duty so I can be available 24/7 for whatever they need. -Rachel

Of course, honey (Get out while you can, guys!) -Finn

This is amazing! We're so there! -Nick

I promised myself I wouldn't cry... -Jeff

Honored to be invited. I'm there. Love to the kids from Grandpa Paul! -Paul

(He's not really crying) -Nick

They didn't need to know that, Nick! -Jeff.

I'm so excited! Of course we'll be there -Marie

Pre-wedding sex! Pre-wedding sex! -Wes

Aaah, so now I know why I had to cover those shifts for you ;) I'm totally there! -Simone

Ditto :) Love you both! -Lisa

Wesley! -Marie

Spousal abuse! I was just whacked with a newspaper? You sure you want to get in on this? -Wes

Aak! She just did it again! -Wes

Stop giving my wife ideas! If her arms weren't full of twins at the moment I think I'd be getting whacked myself. -Finn

Wow, incredibly off track guys. Looks like we'll all be there :) Love you all so much! -Nick

Wait, we didn't hear from Puck. -Finn

*Ding*

Kurt and Blaine who had been happily reading the responses to the kids, censored of course, looked at each other in confusion. They had been hearing dings and seeing messages pop up every few seconds. This time no message popped up. It took them a moment to realize that it had come from Kurt's phone. The doctor scrambled to pull it out of his pocket.

Dude! I'm your best man, right? I mean, I didn't want to insult Finn by mass texting this... but come on! -Puck

Noah, will you be my best man? -Kurt

*Ding*

Blaine laughed. He had watched the interchange on Kurt's phone and then showed his fiancé his own phone again.

Of course I'm there! Sorry, was taking care of some other business. Couldn't be happier for my favorite gay dudes! -Puck

We'll see you all then. Thank you and we love you! xoxo B,K,E & A -Blaine

And Rachel... we are all set. It is truly going to be simple. You don't have to plan a thing. -Blaine

We'll see -Rachel

Kurt and Blaine nervously settled at one side of the table with Nick. The conference room at Hartford & Associates was intentionally intimidating. It was successful. There was a gorgeous view of the city from wall to ceiling glass windows and expensive artwork on the walls. Nick actually wasn't so much intimidated as just a little bit jealous when he was in this building. Maybe moving to Columbus wouldn't be so bad.

They all sat up straighter when Sam walked into the room.

"Mr. Duval. Mr. Anderson." He hesitated when he saw Kurt. "This is actually a private matter..."

"This man will be my husband in less than a week, Mr. Meyers. Whatever you have to say to me you can say to him." Blaine stated firmly. Sam nodded professionally and offered Kurt his hand, which the doctor shook after some hesitation.

"Well, I offer you my congratulations then." Kurt and Blaine nodded with perfunctory smiles. They really just wanted this to be over with.

"Well, let's get going then, if you don't mind. What is this about?" Nick spoke up.

"Yes, absolutely. I want to apologize that I haven't contacted you sooner, Mr. Anderson. We had some issues to work through with life insurance and the will."

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand under the table but simply nodded.

"I regret to say that you're pretty much out of luck when it comes to life insurance... due to the circumstances of Alex's death..." Sam trailed off uncertainly.

"We understand. We expected that." Nick cut in.

"Right, well I'll move on to the will then. This is the part that took me the longest, actually. I had some issues with Mr. Martin's family in this regard." Blaine looked at him in confusion.

"Why? What could they possibly want to fight about? Alex and I had some money but it was nothing to fight over. If they want it they can..." Nick reached out a hand and stopped Blaine from speaking.

"Let's just hear what he has to say before we make any sweeping statements, okay?" Nick suggested quietly. Blaine sighed in frustration.

"I'm assuming you weren't aware of your husband's family inheritance."

Blaine's eyebrows shot up and he shook his head numbly.

"Well, it was in an account that had his name only so I guess that's not surprising. You had no prenuptial agreement that would keep you from the money should he die, though lord know the family tried. I'm happy to say that Alex's will was iron clad, thanks to me," he looked up from his papers with a small smirk but it died when he received only a reserved look from Nick and shocked looks from Kurt and Blaine in response. "Ahem, you'll be receiving this amount, in full." He slid a paper across the table.

Blaine reached for it in slow motion.

This can't be right. There are too many commas here.

He looked up with wide eyes to Sam for confirmation. He received a genuine smile.

He slid the paper to Kurt.

"Oh... my... god."

"One more thing, Mr. Anderson," Sam seemed a little uncomfortable now. "On the day your husband died, the detective on the scene, a Silas Jones, found a note in his pocket. The police determined that it had nothing to do with the death and turned it over to me since it seemed like it might have to do with legal matters. They were right, but it was intended for you so I will give it to you now." He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a scrap of paper that had obviously been incredibly wadded at one point, but then smoothed out meticulously. As he handed it over he spoke again.

"I am terribly sorry that I've had some words from your husband that I've kept from you, but when you read it you'll realize why I waited until now." His eyes were sincerely apologetic but looked like they offered some hope of closure.

Blaine took it with a shaking hand.

~Blaine,

Use the money to take care of yourself and Adelaide. Use it to be happy, whatever that means for you.

I really did love you.

Alex~