"I um, here." Kurt said reaching into his pocket and pulling out the sonogram, handing it to Blaine who was absolutely speechless.

"Is this a joke?" He asked looking at the black and gray photograph.

"No, um, it's our baby." Kurt said quietly as Blaine looked up from the picture and to Kurt's apparent bump.

"Our baby?" Blaine asked and Kurt sighed. Clearly Blaine wasn't taking the news well, and this was heart breaking to take.

"Yeah, it's ours. The night of the wedding, we didn't use protection. And well this happened." Kurt said gesturing to his abdomen.

"I've heard of carriers, I just never, oh my god Kurt. You're really pregnant?" Blaine asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I really am." Kurt said rubbing his bump.

"C-can I feel?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded, guiding Blaine's hands to his belly.

"That's our baby Blaine." Kurt said tears still fresh in his eyes.

"Kurt, I'm really sorry." Blaine frowned.

"It's okay Blaine, I'm just as responsible for this as you are." Kurt laughed.

"No, not for that. Just I'm sorry I wouldn't listen to you today. I was a real dick." Blaine frowned.

"It's okay Blaine, you did listen. And I'm so happy." Kurt said hugging Blaine tightly, Blaine not reciprocating.

"That's not all I'm sorry for. I'm sorry Kurt. I can't do this. I'm seventeen Kurt. I'm still in high school. What did you just expect me to drop my whole life for you?" Blaine asked.

"No I would never ask you to give up anything for me." Kurt frowned, everything he had originally feared coming true.

"Well then why did you tell me?" Blaine asked.

"Because I thought you deserved to know." Kurt cried.

"What do you want from me Kurt?" Blaine asked harshly.

"What do you want from me?" Kurt asked turning the question on him.

"Well I want you to abort the bastard of course" Blaine yelled and Kurt cried. "What did you expect Kurt, that I'd come run away with you and we could play house. I have a future ahead of me. I'm not going to be trapped with you." Blaine exclaimed and Kurt cried.

"I didn't want you to feel trapped." Kurt cried.

"Well what did you want me to feel? That I could just love this thing, that you probably don't even know if it's mine. You're off in New York whoring yourself along. You probably got knocked up by some stranger you met on a one night stand, you probably figured you could pin it on your innocent high school sweetheart, who oh just so happens to be loaded, and what you expect me to believe you don't want money from me?" Blaine accused and Kurt cried.

"I didn't want any of your money Blaine. I just thought maybe you'd care." Kurt cried.

"Care about a child that's not even mine? Fuck you Kurt. You're a freak and a fag and no one will ever love a misfit like you. What kind of guy gets pregnant, you're such a fucking weird slut. And don't ever contact me asking for money or support. I'm done with you. Whose child even is this? Or do you even know?" Blaine yelled.

"It's yours Blaine! You're the only one I've ever slept with! It's yours! You're a father! Except it!" Kurt yelled and Blaine slapped him across the face.

"Don't you dare fucking lie to me!" Blaine yelled.

"It's yours Blaine!" Kurt yelled.

"Well I don't want it! So have it taken care off, don't ruin your life Kurt, just get an abortion and move on." Blaine yelled and Kurt cried.

"I'm keeping my child, and you need to leave my house now." Kurt said as calmly as he could, Finn and Sam restraining Blaine when he looked like he was about to attack Kurt.

"Fuck you." Blaine yelled after him.

"You already did, and now I'm pregnant with your child. Either be a man and stay or leave. But know that once you go you no longer have a say in this child's life. Leave Blaine, I don't care. I won't let you hurt our child." Kurt explained.

"Stop calling it that!" Blaine yelled.

"Our child, our child, our child, our child, our child!" Kurt yelled after him and Blaine lunged at him, Finn and Sam pulling him away, taking him down stairs, telling him to get in his car and go home. Not before threatening him to stay out of Kurt's life.

"Kurt? I asked you what it is you wanted to tell me?" Blaine asked, Kurt opening his eyes to find that they were still in the hallway, there was no shouting, no tears, just everyone looking at him for an answer. An answer he had yet to give, and a response he had yet to hear.

"Blaine, I love you. And no matter what I will always love you." Kurt said softly.

"I love you too, but what is it? Is everything okay?" Blaine asked stepping closer and placing a reassuring hand on Kurt's cheek. "You can tell me anything." Blaine smiled.

"Blaine, I'm pregnant, and you're the father." Kurt said closing his eyes as he awaited a reaction.

"Oh my god Kurt, that's amazing!" Blaine cheered grabbing Kurt and kissing his face. "Oh god I was such a jerk to you today! It's no wonder you didn't kick my ass. I'm so sorry. Why didn't you tell me sooner, love? Awwh is that why you threw up today?" Blaine asked voice full of concern.

"You're not mad?" Kurt asked confused.

"Why would I be mad? We're having a baby!" Blaine smiled.

"Kurt, show him the sonogram." Rachel suggested and Kurt pulled it out of his pocket Blaine snatching it immediately his face full of awe.

"Oh my god, this is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Do you know the gender? Awwh oh my god if it's has your nose I'm done, this is just too freaking adorable. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, this is unbelievable. This truly is a miracle Kurt. I love you." Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt. "May I feel?" he asked gesturing to Kurt's bump. Getting down on his knees and feel Kurt's belly.

"I love you baby, you are so perfect and beautiful and just totally awesome. You're daddy and I are so happy and I can't wait to meet you." Blaine spoke to the child and Kurt cried.

"Kurt are you okay? Did I say something wrong?" Blaine asked standing up worried.

"No Blaine, I was just worried you wouldn't want to keep him or her, and I do. And I was worried you'd be angry." Kurt cried.

"No baby no, I love you. I don't know what this means for us, and we're definitely going to need to work this out. Hell I'm still in high school. But I promise you we'll make it work. I fucking promise you." Blaine smiled and Kurt kissed him.

"I don't know what it means either, and it's all just so scary, but we'll make it work?" Kurt asked and Blaine nodded enthusiastically.

"Of course we'll make it work." Blaine reassured him.

"And we'll be there for the two of you every step of the way." Santana reminded them and Kurt smiled.

"We still have roughly six months to figure out everything that's going on. Blaine graduates in two, maybe me and him could drive up and visit you guys then and we can arrange some real plans." Finn suggested and they all agreed.

"Kurt, I know you're probably going to say something like this doesn't mean we're back together. But that's a lie. Because as long as you're having my child I am yours. Yours and yours only. And I'd really like for you to be mine as well." Blaine said and Kurt smiled.

"Blaine I was always yours, we may have been separated for a little bit, but I never stopped being yours. I never stopped loving you." Kurt said and Blaine kissed him.

"I love you Kurt." Blaine said his fingers tracing over the swell of Kurt's stomach.

"I love you too Blaine." Kurt cried into Blaine's shoulder.

"Group hug!" Finn said excitedly pulling everyone together, no on exactly wanting to let go.

"I need to be back before curfew, but I'll call you when I get home." Blaine whispered to Kurt a few hours later as they were seated in the living room watching Sam and Finn aggressively flip channels. "I love you Kurt, and I'm so happy for us, and I promise you I'll be there for you every step of the way. We will make this work." Blaine said kissing Kurt goodbye.

"I love you too, I love you so much and I'm so happy you want to stay with me. Call me when you get home safely. We can talk baby names, we have some rudimentary ideas, but I really want input from the father." Kurt smiled and Blaine absolutely beamed.

"I love you." Blaine said kissing Kurt once more.

"I love you too." Kurt said softly, a hand on his abdomen and a smile on his face.