Notes:

And we have reached the end of the second ending. Which is kinda crazy. I hope you guys enjoy it and more at the bottom.

Ending 2 - Klaine

Chapter Thirty One

A few years later

Kurt shook hands with Paul Wontorek and sat down on the blue couch. It wasn't his first time being interviewed for Show People, but Kurt was always a little bit nervous when it came to interviews.

"Kurt, it's good to have you back. I last spoke to you when you and your husband were finishing your run in Stuck in an Elevator: A Love Story and it seems that decision was a good one. After all, the two of you have written and starred in quite a few productions since then. And now you're doing an LGBT version of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf at Lincoln Center."

"Yes," Kurt said, "We've very proud of this show. I mean, it's been an amazing few years over all and we're happy and proud of everything we've managed to accomplish but for me it has just been a dream come true to get to do what we do and that we're doing it together is even more amazing."

Paul nodded and smiled. "But it has been a bit crazy for you, hasn't it? I mean, everyone is calling you the new Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka which has to be mindblowing."

Kurt laughed. "I don't know about that. We're not on their level."

"No twins in your future, then?"

"Oh, no. No. We, um, we want kids but I think we'll wait a little longer until we're more settled."

Paul nodded. "Sure, of course," he said, "two very busy schedules after all."

Kurt nodded quickly and he hoped that he sounded believable. He was used to keeping secrets from the press when it came to his and Blaine's private life but this one was a harder secret to keep.

"So, until I started to do some research I did not realize that you and Tony award winning Rachel Berry were from the same town and from the same high school in Ohio. Or for that matter that director Artie Abrams and Mercedes Jones also attended the same high school. Not to mention of course your husband. What was in the water there?"

Kurt who never tired of talking about McKinley leaned back in the chair. "We were all in the same glee club and we all dreamt of making it big. I mean, it's surprising how many of us did and lots of talent is still coming from there now that it's a performing arts school. We still talk to the principal there who at the time when we attended high school was our glee club coach."

"Certainly there have been plenty of big names come out of there," Paul said, "so let's talk about the new show."

The rest of the interview was spent discussing how he and Blaine were preparing for their new show as well as the possibility that one of their earlier shows might go to The West End.

"Nothing is set in stone, but we're trying to figure out if we will do it. Obviously Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf is a limited run so there are other projects and things we're in talks for as well."

Paul nodded. "And are you writing anything else? It seems the two of you are always working on something."

"Blaine is," Kurt said, "but he won't even show me so good luck getting it out of him. And there's other things we're working on too."

Paul nodded. They veered into a few other topics and then the interview was over. Once the camera was turned off, they made small talk.

"Well, say hello to Blaine for me. We should have him on here soon."

"He would be happy to," Kurt said.

They hugged and then Kurt had to talk to his publicist and after a few more things, he was getting into the town car and being driven home.

"How did it go?" Blaine asked as he entered.

"Fine," Kurt said and dropped off his things before wrapping his arms around Blaine, "just how they always are. Paul is one of the better ones. Anyway, we have the rest of the day to ourselves."

"Hmm," Blaine said, "oh what could we possibly get up to?"

Kurt laughed and bent his head slightly to kiss him. "What indeed," he mumbled against him between kisses, "and soon we won't have the peace and quiet for any of it."

"Better make the most of it, then," Blaine said and they were kissing again and the thrill had never seemed to disappear and Kurt hoped that it never would.

A few months later

Blaine didn't know what to do with himself. They had gotten the call early in the middle of the morning from her best friend and immediately they had gotten dressed and gone to the hospital even though they knew from everything they read that it was definitely still too early.

So, they had wound up in a waiting room, and Kurt was pacing in front of him.

"Come here," Blaine said, reaching for him, "it's not going to make things go faster if you keep pacing."

Kurt let out a breath and he nodded, walking towards Blaine and sitting down in the vacant seat next to him.

"I just – a few hours ago we weren't even thinking that this might happen today and now we're in a hospital in the maternity ward and we're going to be dads."

Blaine reached over and grabbed his hand, "we are," he said, "and we're ready for this. We made sure we both had time off to stay at home and we can do that for as long as we need to. Between the two of us and our friends we can do this."

Kurt nodded. "I know," he said, "I just - a baby, Blaine. It's finally happening."

It had been a long time coming. Even back in high school they had been going over names and making plans for the eventuality of having a child or multiple children together. It had been a lot of work to figure out how to do it. Adoption had interested them both at first, but in the end they had settled on surrogacy when it seemed that it was going to be a faster process.

By the time that they had already picked an egg donor and gone through the trouble of finding a surrogate that they both liked from their agency, Rachel's offer to be their surrogate had come too late.

Blaine had never expected for one of their friends to offer, especially not Rachel. Quinn had always been their first choice and she had definitely been happy to do it, but the timing hadn't worked for her.

"Should we call our parents?" Kurt asked and he pulled out his phone to look at the time.

They had been at the hospital for a few hours already, but Blaine knew that as much as his mom, Burt, and Carole would like to know that their surrogate was in labor, that they would appreciate getting just a few more hours of sleep.

"Later," he said.

Kurt nodded and he opened up an app on his phone.

It was a few more hours before they called the soon to be grandparents as well as Rachel and Jesse, Cooper, Sam, Sebastian and Elliott, and Mercedes. The ones in New York offered to join them in the waiting room, but they declined. Burt and Pam both gave them a talking to about not calling earlier and promised to try and get the next flight out despite their protests.

A couple of more hours after that and at long last they were brought to see their baby.

She was perfect, wrinkly, pink, and wailing.

"Oh my," Blaine said.

"Would you like to hold her?" the nurse asked.

Blaine watched Kurt nod quickly and step forward. The baby was handed to him to craddle in his arms and Blaine leaned over him to look at her.

"So beautiful," Kurt muttered and Blaine could hear the emotion in his voice.

"I quite agree," the nurse said, "and a screamer too. She has a good set of lungs on her."

"We could hear her," Blaine said.

She seemed to have settled down some, because at the moment she was calm. None of the books they had read could have prepared them for actually having her with them. Blaine took out his phone and quickly snapped a picture sending it to each of the grandparents including his dad with an "it's a girl" as a caption.

The nurse gave them a few moments before returning to fill them in on all the tests they'd already done.

"She's perfectly healthy," she said, "and you should be able to take her home after a few more things. What are you going to name her?"

Blaine looked at Kurt and then at the baby and suddenly he didn't know. They had joked for years about Little Fetta, and Blaine had even written that into one of the songs for Stuck in an Elevator: A Love Story and yet naming her after a pasta dish felt strange now that they really were sort of famous.

"We could always name her after your mom," Blaine said, "Eliza or Lizzy for short."

Kut shifted her in his arms. "Wanna hold her?" he asked.

Blaine nodded quickly, thoughts about names disappearing as Kurt transferred her over to his arms. She weighed next to nothing, tiny and the most perfect and precious thing that Blaine had ever held.

"Kurt, I - she's so..."

"I know," Kurt said and leaned over his shoulder. She was wrapped up in a blaket, but Kurt undid it and suddenly she was a very naked baby with tiny hands and tiny feet and Kurt reached to grab her hand.

"Elizabeth," Kurt whispered, "maybe as a middle name if it fits. But, oh, look at her."

She had opened her mouth, but closed it again and Kurt cooed at her.

"She's beautiful," Elliott said, peering into the crib. Kurt who had dropped into the rocking chair that Rachel and Jesse had gifted them yawned and nodded.

It had been exactly a month and two days since they had brought her home and both he and Blaine were on just a few hours of sleep. It didn't matter if they tried to take turns taking care of her when she woke in the middle of the night because no matter what she woke both of them and they had both gotten so used to sleeping together that getting back to sleep after that was almost impossible until the other returned.

"Such a cute little thing," Elliott said.

"How is the spawn of Hummel?" Sebastian asked as he entered the nursery.

Kurt shot him a glare and would have gotten up to hit him if he wasn't so tired.

"Looking far prettier than her dads that's for sure," Elliott said, "come see."

Sebastian stepped towards the crib and despite everything, he started to use baby talk.

Kurt laughed and he leaned back in the rocking chair. "She's going to just capture everyone's heart."

"That's for sure," Elliott said and turned to face him, "but like we said we're just a call away if you ever do need anything."

Kurt nodded even though he knew they wouldn't be asking for help except for future babysitters. Mostly they wanted to do everything on their own and not miss a moment of her life. The first couple of weeks it had been nice to have his dad and Carole stick around to help them, but not wanting to rely on them too much they had sent them back to Ohio with promises of visiting them soon.

"But aside from sleep deprivation," Elliott said, "is it everything you wanted?"

"Yes," Kurt said quickly, "sometimes I can't believe this is my life."

He had been thinking about that a lot during the months of their surrogate's pregnancy. Mostly it had been brought back up when the offer to take Stuck in an Elevator: A Love Story to The West End had been brought to their attention because he almost couldn't wrap his mind around how far they had come. The fact that he and Blaine had once been in a fake elevator in McKinley, trapped for over twenty four hours, sullen and upset at each other with no hope of becoming more than just friends and that years later they were married and parents was something else. Kurt almost couldn't wrap his mind around it.

"Well, it was all kind of going pear shaped for a while," Elliott said, "I mean, you were close to falling in love with Sebastian here."

Sebastian lifted his head from the crib. "Good times," he said, "and I will continue to point out that the treesome offer will always be on the table. Your husband is hot."

Elliott reached over and pinched his side.

"Foursome then," Sebastian said, "and you can't lie and say you never thought about Kurt like that." He turned towards Kurt, "if you only knew the kind of questions he asked about our sex life."

Kurt dropped his head to his hands. "No treesomes or foursomes or nothing," he said.

"I agree with that," Blaine said.

He was rubbing sleep from his eyes and his hair which he had started styling differently mostly because having a helmet of gel in his hair had never been very conductive to hair and make up for a lot of the roles he'd played, was curly and frizzy.

"Oh, hon, did we wake you?" Kurt asked.

"Don't worry about it," he said and walked towards Kurt, sitting down on the floor in front of him to sit between his legs.

Sebastian turned back to the baby and Elliott joined him at the crib.

"I'm sure that if we weren't here Sebastian would steal her away into the night," Kurt whispered to Blaine, his hands going to his hair.

Blaine laughed. "Is that so?"

"Yeah."

"I won't even try to deny that," Sebastian said.

After Elliott and Sebastian left about an hour later, Kurt led Blaine back towards their bedroom and they both collapsed on the bed even though they both knew that the baby would be waking up at any minute for a feeding. Sure enough, as soon as they had gotten comfortable they heard her crying.

"I'll go," Kurt said.

He detangled himself from Blaine's hold and walked back to the nursery. She was red faced and crying, face scrunched up and her arms and legs moving uselessly.

"Oh, sweetheart, no crying no. Your daddy is here now."

He rocked her in his arms but she only quieted down a little. In the month since they brought her home Kurt had gotten practiced at feedings. He checked her diaper first, but was happy to note it wasn't wet, and then continued to the kitchen where they kept her bottles ready to get warmed up.

In a few minutes, he kept swaying her in his arms while he waited for the bottle and when it was ready he walked back to the nursery and he paced around the room as he fed her.

Feeding her always felt magical. It was something else to see her suck and drink her nourishment and Kurt didn't think he would ever get enough of it.

"How is she?" Blaine asked.

Kurt glanced up. "You should be sleeping so you can take her later," he said.

Blaine shrugged his shoulders. "You know that I love watching you feed her. I love being with my little family."

"We've come a long way," Kurt said, peering down at their daughter, "despite everything we've accomplished there is nothing I'm more proud of than us and her and just this."

Blaine nodded. "I agree," he said and he wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind, head pressed against his shoulder to peer down at their daughter, "there's just so much more to come for us with her."

"A whole new adventure," Kurt whispered.

"I love you," Blaine said, "both of you."

Kurt turned his face towards him and kissed him, mumbling, "we love you too," against his lips before she made a noise and he had to turn to look at her.

Blaine took her from his arms. "Oh, look at you, you're already getting big," he told her, "did you have a good dinner? It sure looked good."

Kurt sat down on the rocking chair and watched them as Blaine talked to her and went about getting a cloth for his shoulder for burping. It hadn't surprised Kurt how Blaine was taking to parenthood, but it still amazed him sometimes and he didn't think that it was even a little bit weird that it made Blaine appear even hotter to him not that they had any time for that anymore.

Blaine rocked her back to sleep after burping her and he put her down easy. He kissed her forehead and set her down in the crib before turning back to Kurt and extending out his hand.

"Well, I'm impressed by how fast she went down again," Blaine said.

"I think Sebastian and Elliott tired her earlier and she still needs more than fifteen hours of sleep."

Blaine nodded.

"Come on," Kurt said, "we need to sleep too."

It was the middle of the day but it didn't matter. If there was one thing that they were following religiously from all the books they read, it was the whole sleep while your child sleeps thing because even though it had been a month, their daughter was still fond of waking up in the middle of the night. They crawled into their bed and Kurt snuggled against his husband and felt himself already starting to fall asleep.

"Hey, Kurt," Blaine said.

"Yeah?"

"You don't regret anything, do you?"

Kurt opened his eyes and he proppped himself up to look at Blaine, "what gave you the idea that I would?" he asked.

"I don't know," Blaine sighed, "just seeing Elliott and Sebastian and probably that I'm really really tired."

Kurt laughed. "I don't," he said, "and I know you're talking about Sebastian but I don't regret what happened with him and I definitely don't regret the choice I made. Things have been better than I ever expeted."

"Oh," Blaine said, "good."

Kurt laughed again and he leaned down to kiss him. "Sleep, Blaine, or you'll start asking other silly questions."

He nodded and Kurt watched him as he fell asleep. He kissed him again before he let himself fall asleep as well, a smile playing on his lips even though he knew that in exactly an hour and a half, two hours if they were lucky, she would be crying again and this time because of a dirty diaper.

Note:

So there are a few notes for this one.

1. Paul Wontorek is the host of Show People and he he interviews Broadway stars almost exclusively. He actually did two interviews with Darren Criss in the past once when he was in H2$ and once when he did the Listen Up Tour and he's pretty awesome and his intereviews are really good. They're between 20 and 30 minutes and better than most and I loved the idea that Kurt might get interviewed by him.

2. Stuck in an Elevator: A Love Story is technically canon. At least it was in the script that was released a few weeks , but it was one of the things that were cut and other things that were mentioned there were that Blaine had been nominated for a Grammy and Kurt had won an Obie. Blaine supposedly composed the music for Stuck in an Elevator: A Love Story in canon and I added that Kurt also helped with the writing of it.

3. I did not name their child...and there was no way I would have Rachel be their surrogate because I hated that they did that...but then I can't stand Rachel. I didn't name their baby because I couldn't make up my mind but her middle name is definitely Elizabeth.

4. Sebastian is totally going home after seeing the baby to beg Elliott for a baby...and Elliott will laugh at him for a few hours and they will adopt in a few years but in the meanwhile Sebastian will constantly try and steal Klaine's baby. Sebastian is just a kid person.

Lastly I just want to say this has been a lot of fun to write and explore and the best way for me to truly enjoy this last season of glee which really did piss me off too many times to count. I loved getting to write both endings and still wouldn't be able to really pick which of them I felt was more real for me and I'm glad I got to share it with you guys.