When Blaine got the text from Brittany telling him that she was pregnant, he left Kurt's house without even stopping to think about. He left a note because he was far too scared to have to reject the love of his life in person. But the next day, after there was nothing he could do, he regretted it. He hadn't been being fair to Kurt.

He waited until a relatively reasonable hour the next morning before calling Brittany.

"Daddy Blaine!" she called in the phone.

"Hi, Brittany," he said forcing a cheerful tone. He felt like an awful person. He was so selfish. He was going to be a dad, and he couldn't find it in himself to be even the slightest bit happy about it.

"Listen Blainers," she began, "Santana and I both work today, but we'll come over as soon as we can, okay?"

"That's fine, Brit. I'll be here all day."

"Great! See you then."

Blaine called Lacey who answered by simply grumbling into the phone.

"I know it's early, I'm sorry. Look, I need a few days off."

Lacey seemed to wake herself up a little at this. "Is everything okay?"

"I'm going to be a dad," he said softly.

"Blaine!" she exclaimed. "Congratulations! Please, take all the time you need. I can run the store without a problem."

"It won't be too long, I don't think. I just need some time to process the news. Today and tomorrow maybe?"

"Sure, sure. Blaine?"

"Yeah?"

"I hope I'm not over stepping, but you've been so excited about this for a long time and…you don't sound very happy."

"Well," Blaine considered denying it for a second, but decided not to bother. "Kurt and I hooked up last night."

"Finally!" she exclaimed but after a moment "Oh."

"Yeah. Listen, I don't really feel like talking about it."

"Completely understand. Don't worry about coming in this week, Blaine. Take some time to figure everything out, okay? I've got things under control here."

"Thank you. I'll call you tomorrow, Lace."

It was pretty late in the evening when there was an enthusiastic knock on the door. Blaine opened the door and both Brittany and Santana had comically wide smiles across their faces. He gave a genuine smile in return, and the both pulled him into a hug at once.

"You're having a baby!" Brittany exclaimed.

"I'm having a baby," he echoed with as much happiness as he could muster. Apparently it wasn't enough because Santana's smile instantly fell.

"Blaine, what's going on?" she demanded.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't even bother trying to lie to me, Anderson. I was in the closet much longer than you. Hiding feelings is my specialty. You're going to be a dad. Why aren't you excited? Are you scared?"

"You are going to be a great daddy, Blaine," Brittany assured.

He smiled "Thanks, Brit."

"That's clearly not it either," Santana persisted.

"I slept with Kurt last night," Blaine admitted.

"What?" Brittany and Santana yelled in unison.

"But you guys hadn't even been talking until like two weeks ago!" Santana exclaimed.

"Yeah, well, we've been hanging out since then and –"

"Were you planning on telling your best friends this? I've talked to Kurt multiple times too and he didn't mention you once. Was it a secret or something?"

"No, of course not I was just trying not to make a big deal of it, but clearly it was," he mumbled.

"Clearly," she agreed.

"I'm still in love with him, Santana," he said without thinking.

"Nice timing, hobbit."

"I know, I know. And I may have left his place last night when you guys texted me while he was asleep."

"Blaine!"

"I know. I panicked. What was I even supposed to say to him?"

"How about the truth. I hate to break it to you, but that was probably your last shot," Santana said bluntly. "This situation would have already been hard enough to work out as it is, but you just fucked it up pretty bad."

"I know. Could you guys just stay here tonight? I could really use some friends, and I really am excited that Brittany is pregnant. I just need some time to deal."

"We're here, Blaine," Brittany assured.

"Thank you."

The next morning, Blaine woke up much earlier than he intended after an awful night's sleep. Brittany came in and found him on the couch and began to comfort him by saying many nonsense Brittany things that were actually kind of soothing. Somewhere off in the distance, he heard a knock at the door and Santana talking to someone. Then, his voice.

"Kurt?"

"You really didn't think I'd want answers?" he said storming in. "Do you really think that I don't deserve them? After everything, Blaine, don't you think that I at least deserve that?" Kurt asked exasperated.

Blaine sighed. How could I do this to him? What's wrong with me? Why do I always have to hurt him? "You're right. Of course you deserve answers. We should talk."

Blaine looked over to Santana and Brittany, but they were already gathering their things. "We're gone," Santana assured taking Brittany's hand and leading her out the front door.

Blaine turned back to look at a now very broke Kurt.

"I just don't understand," Kurt said softly. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, Kurt. No, no, no. I just panicked, okay?"

"But, why? Did you realize you didn't want me anymore? Did you decide we weren't worth fighting for? Did you – "

"I'm going to be a dad."

Kurt looked completely taken aback. "What?"

"Brittany is my surrogate, and she texted me Monday night to tell me that she was pregnant. I'm so sorry that I left like that I was just so scared to face you like that, and we had just shared that beautiful night together. I –"

"You're having a baby," Kurt said still confused.

"Yes I am. I've reached a point in my life where I feel that I've accomplished everything in my career that I want to accomplished, and starting a family was always the next step for me after that."

"But – and you," Kurt struggled, "But wouldn't be finding another parent for the child be the next step of that plan?" he asked. His eyes widened. "The child doesn't already have another father, right?"

"No! No, Kurt. Of course not. I just – marriage hasn't really been apart of the plan for a while for me. I dated guys after high school and even really connected with some of them, but I never felt the pull that I always expected to feel with the man that I was going to spend the rest of my life with."

"How did you know that feeling even existed?" Kurt said suddenly feeling skeptical about love altogether.

"Because I felt it with you," Blaine shook his head. "I didn't plan on anything happening between us. I just wanted to be your friend, I swear. I still felt something towards you, I don't think there will ever be a part of me that doesn't love you, but I wasn't going to act on. Then you kissed me, and the entire world fell away. I was able to ration that Brittany probably wouldn't get pregnant on the first attempt anyway to excuse what was happening before I turned myself over to you completely. I know how selfish that was, and I am so, so sorry."

Kurt looked at him not saying anything for a while. After an eternity of not speaking he finally asked, "Why do all of your scenarios involve us not being together?"

This took Blaine aback; it had been the last thing he was expecting. "Well," he began slowly, "I'm having a child. You're living out your dream on Broadway. It would be different if we had already been in a relationship for a long time or were married, but there's no way you could be with me and continue your job. It would get way too complicated."

"And you just decided this for me?"

"You know that I'm right, Kurt. Even if it weren't for your job, that would be an awfully big commitment for me to ask you to make we haven't even seen each other in years let alone been in a stable relationship."

"Everything you've said has been about me, Blaine. What do you want?"

"That's completely irrelevant."

"I don't care if it has nothing to do with anything that happens right now. What do you want, Blaine?"

"It doesn't matter, I have to think about a child now – "

"Take the child out of the equation, just for a second. If for nothing else, give me something for closure, okay? Do you want to be with me or not, Blaine?" Kurt yelled.

"Of course, I do! I love you, Kurt!" Blaine screamed back. "I always have and I always will. Even with a child in the equation that is what I want. When we were together I saw a future for us and it was forever. I wanted to get married and have kids with you, but it is not an option anymore!"

"Why the hell not?"

"You know why!"

"I won't be on Broadway forever! It's just one show! It is a first time running show anyway. It will probably only be a few months tops."

"That's not the point! One show only opens the door to more opportunities. Who knows how many shows you'll do!"

"I don't have to do another."

"Yes, you do. It's what you want to do with your life, Kurt. It's your dream!"

"You're my dream, Blaine!"

Both of them went silent. They were both out of breath from screaming and after Kurt's comment, it took Blaine a moment to get back on his feet.

When Blaine spoke again, he had lowered his voice and was struggling to hold it together. "Kurt, I love you, and I wish things were different so that we could be together, but they're not. I will not be the reason that you don't get to live out your dream. I'm sorry. For everything, I really am. None of this was fair to you."

"Blaine –"

"I think that you should go," Blaine managed to get out firmly, regaining some of his composure.

Kurt closed his eyes willing himself to hold in the tears. He took a deep breath. "Fine. If that's what you want," he said before turning on his heels and in seconds he was gone. Gone forever.

Blaine collapsed onto the couch, exhausted.

His apartment had never felt so empty.