"Two days! We leave in two days!" Kurt was literally jumping up and down with excitement. Blaine laughed out loud. He almost never saw his husband like this.

They had been married for three months now. Three amazing months. Being married really hadn't been that big of an adjustment for them so far. Life was very similar to what it had been previously, only now they had the joy of calling each other husband. Even after three months they both had a tingling thrill flow down their spines at the very word.

"Did you talk to everyone today and work out the details?" Kurt nodded happily before bouncing down on their bed. Blaine laughed again. He was just too fucking adorable. The nurse dove onto the bed, pushing Kurt onto his back, and attacked the doctor's neck with kisses.

"Mmmm, seven days of this… non-stop? I'm going to be in heaven, baby." Kurt sighed with contentment and relaxed under his husband's onslaught of kisses.

"Anyway, yes, we are all set. I have the schedule laid out for everyone." Blaine smiled to himself as he kept up the kissing. It always amused him how Kurt could manage to be totally into a make-out session, yet discuss their everyday plans at the same time without losing focus. Once Blaine started going for it with his husband, his mind could focus on one thing only. How much he wanted that beautiful dick.

"Carole is coming early Sunday morning and will take the kids home with her. They'll stay at mom and dad's until Wednesday. Jeff and Nick will take them from Wednesday to Friday. Puck will drive out and pick them up from daycare on Friday afternoon and stay here with them until we get home."

"Great." Blaine whispered, reaching down to stroke Kurt over his jeans. Kurt smirked.

"And Puck is going to feed them sugar the entire time and take Addy to get her ears pierced."

"Uh-huh." Blaine was now rubbing his fully hard erection against Kurt, starting to pant slightly.

"And they're going to have a kegger. I told Puck to feel free to get them drunk so they'd sleep good for him."

"Sounds good, baby." Blaine was moaning lightly. Kurt smacked him on the back of the head and pushed him back.

"Ouch! What was that for?" Blaine looked annoyed and thoroughly confused.

"You weren't listening to a word I said!" Kurt shot out exasperatedly as he scooted up on his elbows.

"You said all the plans were set."

"And after that?" Blaine looked to the side, chewing the inside of his lip.

"Something about... people?" He looked to Kurt and wrinkled his nose in that adorable way that the doctor couldn't resist. Kurt laughed and pulled Blaine back into his arms.

"You are such a boy." He placed kisses down the nurse's neck with a sigh.

"I'd think that would make you happy, seeing as you're gay and all." Blaine teased and pulled back.

Kurt looked him over appraisingly for a moment. "Yup, it does make me happy," he grinned, trying to pull his husband in for more kisses. Blaine pushed back though, sitting up on the bed.

"What are you doing? I thought you wanted sex!" Kurt whined from where he was lying.

"Not anymore," Blaine said sassily. "You whacked me on the head. That's a boner killer if ever there was one, darling."

Kurt smiled and shook his head. He stood to walk over to their closet. He was wearing his extra tight skinny jeans and knew exactly how much they turned Blaine on. He thrust his hip to the side and put his hand up on the door frame, pretending to debate clothing options. Before he knew it he was being grabbed from behind and Blaine was whispering in his ear.

"I've been cured." Kurt laughed as Blaine half pushed/half carried him to the bed and tossed him down again, sliding his hand up under the doctor's shirt.

"That quickly, huh?" Kurt whispered seductively as he reached down to do some groping of his own.

"Yup. Instead of Viagra they should just send out pictures of your ass. Immediate erection." Kurt burst out laughing.

"You're forgetting that a lot of guys who take that drug are straight, honey."

"Wouldn't matter," Blaine mumbled against his skin. "You're just that hot."

"Holy shit, Kurt. I don't think I'm going to make it out of my pants." Blaine gasped, quickening his pace as he thrust against his husband. Kurt was writhing under him already.

"That's okay," Kurt gave a breathless little laugh. "Me neither... oh fuck... oh... OH BLAINE!"

"Aaaahh... Baby!" Blaine drove one final and deep thrust into Kurt's hips and the doctor lunged up to meet him. They immediately relaxed into each other, panting heavily.

"I'd be really embarrassed by how fast that was if you hadn't come with me." Kurt breathed out. Blaine grinned and rolled off of him.

"Eewww," Blaine groaned distastefully as he moved to sit up. "Now I remember why we don't do it like that very often. I am ridiculously uncomfortable now." Kurt wrinkled his face up, just coming to the same realization.

"Daddies! We're hungry!" Addy's voice came from right outside their door.

"Well that was perfect timing," Blaine laughed softly.

"Okay, princess. I'm coming out in just a minute to make dinner." Kurt called. He stood to pull some clean clothing from his dresser and tossed fresh boxers and sweats to Blaine.

"From now on, let's take just a little more time and get naked." Kurt tossed over his shoulder as he moved to leave the room. Blaine stopped in his tracks and sat down on the bed. Kurt looked back in confusion.

"You coming?"

"You just put naked pictures in my head, baby. I'm gonna need a moment before I can face our children."

"Already?" Kurt laughed incredulously.

"I told you. That ass is like Viagra."

"Oh, Nick called me today." Blaine spoke up as he scooped fettuccine onto the kid's plates.

"Oh good! Is everything all set?" Kurt spoke excitedly as he sat down at the table.

"Yup. All of the papers are ready. We just need to sign them."

The two men smiled at each other as they started to eat dinner. Their original plan had been to head out to Vermont and get married at a justice of the peace legally during their honeymoon. After their wedding though, three months had just seemed like an awfully long time to wait. The next time they had two days off in a row from the hospital they had booked a fight and flown with the children to Vermont. They had bribed Lisa and Simone into covering an extra couple of shifts for Blaine, it honestly didn't take much, and Kurt called in a favor to another doctor whom he had helped in the past. It had made for a pleasant little four-day vacation for the family and had given them peace of mind, knowing that their union was legal. Nick was drawing up papers such as their wills and power of attorney, making sure that they would be set legally, in any circumstance.

"What about the adoptions? " Kurt whispered, glancing over to see if the kids were listening. Both Addy and Elly were happily focusing on their pasta.

"He's started on them. That process is going to take a little longer, but we shouldn't run into any difficulties since there aren't any other parental figures to contest it." Blaine stated softly. He gazed at Elliott and lovingly ran a hand through the messy brown hair. The little boy looked up at him with a grin, slurping a noodle into his mouth.

They had decided, even before they got married, that they wanted to adopt each others' children. If anything ever happened to either of them, they wanted to know that both kids would be taken care of and that there would be no danger of them being separated. It was a sad and scary thought, but one that needed to be considered. All in all, they were making sure that no legal stone was left unturned. It was a tiring process, but well worth it.

"What about your parents?" Kurt questioned quietly. The air around them was automatically filled with tension.

"What about them? Blaine asked back stiffly. Kurt sighed.

"Honey, I get that there are difficulties from your past and that you're not close with them. You've told me enough of what happened. I'm not trying to pry for more information. You just... you can't get like this every time they're brought up." Blaine ate a few more bites mechanically. Kurt's heart sank. He got up from the table and knelt down at his husband's side. The children had noticed the strain and were watching them curiously now, so he was careful with his wording.

"I'm sorry that this subject is stressful for you. Trust me, the last thing I ever want is to cause you pain." Blaine hung his head a little and then turned in his seat to look Kurt in the eye. "I love you. I know very well how hard it is for you to talk about this. I won't ever push you where this is concerned. I promise. I'm just trying make sure that we're not overlooking any possible roadblocks." Blaine reached out and took his husband's hands.

"I know. I'm sorry. It's such an automatic response. Alex was never exactly sensitive about it." Kurt sighed and looked at the man in front of him sadly before pulling him into a loving embrace. Blaine had been through so much. It wasn't fair. Kurt vowed to spend every day, for the rest of his life, making up for that. Blaine pulled back and cupped Kurt's cheek.

"I don't think they even know of the existence of... their grandchild," he glanced at his daughter to make sure she wasn't grasping the meaning of their conversation. She had focused back on her pasta though. Her little tongue was sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she concentrated on twisting the noddles onto her fork against her spoon, just like her daddy Kurt. She ended up with a huge mass of noodles that was way too big to fit in her mouth and she nibbled at it like an ear of corn. The nurse laughed at the sight, thinking he couldn't love the little girl anymore. He turned back to Kurt. "Seriously, baby. I don't see any reason why we should have trouble on that end." Kurt leaned in and kissed him gently.

"That's good enough for me, sweetie." He stood and moved back to his own seat, leaning over to help Addy make a more manageable bite. She had succeeded in dropping most of her forkful by then and had covered a majority of her pixie face in sauce.

"When are you gonna leave, daddies?" Elliott asked. He had decided on his own way of eating and was slurping the noodles loudly, one at a time. Kurt rolled his eyes at his son's lack of manners and Blaine reached over with a grin, cutting the boy's food into smaller pieces.

"In two days." Blaine answered. "Grandma will come when we leave really early Sunday morning and take you back to her and Grandpa's. You're gonna get to spend time with Uncle Jeff and Uncle Nick for a couple days later on in the week. Uncle Puck will take you home next Friday and spend the next couple of days with you here until we get back." Kurt looked at him in amusement.

"I thought you weren't paying attention?"

"My brain caught up after you smacked me." Blaine replied cheekily.

Suddenly, Addy jumped from her chair and dove into Kurt's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. She let out a tiny sob.

"What's wrong, sweetpea?!" Kurt asked in surprise, holding her close and stroking her curls.

"I don't want you and daddy to go away!" She snuffled into his neck.

"Oh, pumpkin, we're only going to be gone for a few days!" Kurt crooned into her ear. "You're going to have so much fun, you'll hardly have a chance to miss us. I promise." Blaine watched them, feeling both touched at their close relationship and heartbroken at his daughter's sadness. He turned quickly when he heard a sniffing at his side. Elliott had climbed from his chair and was standing next to Blaine with a trembling lower lip.

"We know. We're just gonna miss you, daddy!" Blaine absolutely melted at that and scooped the little boy into his arms.

The two dads looked helplessly across the table at each other, each holding a crying child.

"What would make you guys feel better?" Blaine asked gently. Elliott gave one big, final sniff and looked up.

"Superman tag," he stated with a still pathetic look.

"And ice cream. Superman ice cream." Addy piped up, using Kurt's shirt as a tissue.

"That's disgusting, little girl." Kurt pulled a face and handed her a napkin, but tugged her in for a kiss anyway.

"What do you think, daddy? Can we do those things?" Blaine asked Kurt with a grin.

"I think that we can do anything for our little angels." Kurt smiled.

The kids yelled in excitement and jumped off of their fathers' laps, running for the yard, fettuccine forgotten.

Kurt stood quickly to clear the plates and looked at Blaine over the rim of his glasses.

"I also think that you should never again call me daddy. It's just disturbing."

Blaine was standing in the doorway of Elliott's room, watching the four-year-olds sleep. They were curled together in a ball on the twin-sized bed. Even though Addy had her own room with a perfectly good bed, the kids would still insist on sleeping together some nights. Kurt and Blaine never argued. Addy had one arm flung across Elliott's face with her head on his shoulder. Elliott was turned on his side, sucking his thumb and stroking one of Addy's curls absentmindedly in his sleep.

Blaine sighed with contentment as he watched them. Just then a pair of arms slipped around his waist and a chin rested on his shoulder. He leaned his head back and rested his cheek against his husband's. Kurt whispered in his ear.

"They're pretty worn out, huh?" Blaine nodded his agreement.

"Me too," he yawned. "Superman tag is exhausting for the adults." Kurt chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm going to sleep good tonight. That's for sure."

"Do you realize that we're just now coming up on a year since we first met?" Blaine asked as he lightly stroked the hands that were wrapped around his waist.

"Wow," Kurt laughed a little in disbelief. "I don't know how, but on one hand it feels like just yesterday and on the other it feels like I've been with you forever." He leaned in to place light kisses on his husband's neck. "It's been quite the journey, my love." Blaine sighed in contentment and turned his head to place a kiss on the doctor's lips. It was a kiss filled with both emotion and desire.

"It's just the beginning, baby."