When I got home I found Kurt sitting on our bed (he had obviously changed the bedding after I left) with my baby box in front of him, sorting the contents into three piles, clothes for girls, clothes for boys and unisex clothing.

"Whachya doing?" I asked sitting down being him and resting my head on his shoulder.

"Just seeing what we have so we know what we need to buy."

"Hmm...are we getting ahead of ourselves?"

"How so?"

"Well...we need to find someone to help us have a baby; we can't really do that on our own. Or did you want to adopt? Because I'm fine with that but I was hoping our first kid would be biologically yours."

"Really?" He asked breathlessly.

I nodded against his shoulder.

"What if I wanted it to be yours?"

"Oh. Um...I was hoping maybe the second kid could be mine."

"And if we decide to have a third?"

"Adopted."

"Hmm...see the problem for me is I was really hoping the first one would be biologically yours."

"No the first has to be yours."

"Has to be?"

I nodded. "The first grand baby we give your dad has to be biologically related to him."

"You know dad won't care about that."

"I know but if for some reason we can only have one kid then I'd rather it had your families DNA then mine."

"Your family has some pretty good DNA." Kurt told me reaching up and caressing my cheek.

"I'm a fluke, I mean look at Cooper, we wouldn't want a kid like that." I joked. "Seriously though it's more important to me to pass on your DNA than mine."

"You've thought about this a lot haven't you?"

"I have."

"Ok then, you win."

"Yay!" I said softly, since my mouth was right by his ear and I didn't want to deafen him, before I covered every part of his face and I could with kisses.

"Now whose egg? Because I'll tell you right now I know she's your BFF but we aren't not using Santana's."

"Oh god no! But we're aren't using Rachel's either."

"Agreed!"

"How would you feel about using a donor egg?"

He nodded. "I like that idea, I mean I love our friends but I don't want to have a baby with any of them. Oh my god Blaine! These are the cutest little shoes I've ever seen!" He said pulling the tiny sneakers out of the box.

"I know! Have you seen the socks? They're so tiny!"

"You are not allowed to buy anymore baby clothes without me."

"I can't help it! I see all these cute little clothes and I have to buy them!"

"And where do you see these 'cute little clothes'?"

"The mall."

He turned his body so he could look at me.

"At the baby store in the mall." I admitted.

He laughed. "You are so adorable my love."

"Are we going to tell people or wait until there's a baby to tell them about? Because I kinda already told Tana."

"Blaine."

"Sorry Sexy, but I kinda had to."

"You had to?"

"I can't really say more than that without break her confidence but yeah I had to."

"Ok. Just tell her not to tell anyone and we won't tell anyone else until there's something to tell."

"You can tell Rachel if you want."

"Are you crazy? If I tell Rachel she'll tell Finn and then he'll tell dad and Carole."

"True."

"Now go make me some dinner husband." He ordered me.

"Bossy." I teased knowing full well it was my turn to cook.

I got off the bed bringing him with me.

"Put me down." He giggled.

"Come keep me company."

"Ah, you can't be apart from me for a minute."

"Nope." I replied kissing him before heading downstairs to the kitchen.

As I cooked Kurt sat at the table and googled egg donor and surrogacy agencies.

"This one's site has a whole section dedicated to gay parenting."

"That sounds promising." I replied putting down the potato I was peeling and coming over to look at the screen over his shoulder.

"We should definitely contact them."

"We should but we should probably keep looking as well, meet with a few and find the best fit."

"I agree."

By the time our dinner was ready Kurt had found a few different agencies and had called and left messages with them to call us back and set up an appointment to meet with them. The next morning a few of them called us back and two weeks later we had gone to all the appointments we had set up.

"I really liked the second place we went to." I told Kurt as we laid in bed that night.

"The second place? Really? I liked the third better."

"The third? The place with the uncomfortable chairs?"

"No that was the fourth; the third was the place with the green wall."

"That was the third? I thought that was the second."

"No, the second was the one with the cookies."

"Oh! I hated that place! The cookies were good but the chick we talked to..." I shook my head.

"So then we're agreed on the place with the green wall then?"

I nodded.

"Fantastic. I'll call them and let them know so they can start finding donors for us."

I reached over to the night stand and grabbed the nearest phone and handed it to them.

"It's the middle of the night my darling, there won't be anyone there. I'll call them tomorrow."

I put the phone back on the nightstand and wrapped my arms around him. "First thing right?"

"Of course."

"I love you Sexy."

"I love you too baby."

True to his word Kurt phoned them as soon as he woke up the next morning. The agency began putting together files for us right away and then emailed them to us, it was surprisingly fast, just a few days. When I saw the email in our joint account I grabbed Kurt and pulled him on my lap so we could look at it together, I smiled and kissed the back of his neck remembering us sitting in the same position just over two years ago as we planned our wedding.

"Oh wow! She went to Harvard." I said looking at the first profile.

"That's nice...but no." Kurt commented before scrolling down to the next one.

"I like this one's hair."

"Very stylish. No."

"Hey! Isn't that the chick we saw in The Importance of Being Earnest a few weeks ago? We really liked her."

"Oh yeah! But no."

We went through all the profiles like that, me pointing out something that I found impressive of a feature I thought would be adorable on a baby and Kurt making a comment, sometimes agreeing with me sometimes not and then saying no.

"That's ok that we didn't find the right donor today, this was just the first batch of profiles I'm sure she'll be in the next batch." I told Kurt I couldn't help but feel disappointed that we hadn't found her but at the same time I understood Kurt's need to make sure we find the right one. I just wish I knew what he was looking for.