(Hellos everyone! I hope that everyone is doing good! This is maybe oneshot, depends if anyone wants more. I hope you enjoy it! And there is mpreg in this, so be ready!

Also, there is a mention of a character in this little story, it's from one of my favorite movie, if you get it I'll... I don't know give you a cookie!)

Kurt sighted and looked out his window. It was snowing very heavily outside, people were hustling around trying to get home before the true storm started. Blaine was out there, picking up some last minute items. But, to Kurt he seemed to be taking a long time.

Kurt turned away from the window, looking around the flat. It was a medium sized flat with lots of windows and many paintings. Blaine was a sucker for paintings, he believes that when they move into their first "real" home, all the walls will be covered with paintings and song lyrics. And of course tons of Harry Potter items. Kurt chuckled lightly at that thought, Blaine and his big ideas. Kurt looked at the kitchen, where on the bar counter a cup of tea was sitting. Blaine made it before he left, now it was sitting there, waiting for Kurt to drink it. But, to the cup's dismay, Kurt felt like he didn't have the strength to go and get it, after all he was three months pregnant.

The cold winter breeze shook the windows, making loud reading noise. Kurt curled his blanket more tightly around him, trying to not let the noise get to him. Because whatever he was feeling got sent to the baby and Kurt didn't want to upset the baby. His baby, Blaine's baby. How lucky were they. Suddenly, Kurt's cell phone went off, no ringtone, a unknown number. While raising an eyebrow, Kurt picked up his phone and answered it. "Hello?" A quiet voice answered him. "Is this ?" "Yes, this is. Well, the newly added Anderson but anyway, yes. Who is this?"

The wind shook the windows again. "My name is Jane Gatsby. I got some... news for you." A knock on the door. "Well, Jane. Could you hold on for one sec, there is someone at my door." "I think you should hear my news first." Jane's voice got higher and more frantic. "Um, why..?" More pounding on Kurt's door. "Please ! You must hear this!" Kurt sighted.

The pounding got harder. "I'm very sorry. But I must answer the door. Please hold on." Kurt almost put does the phone when he heard Jane yell, "Your husband just got shot!" The world seemed to freeze, everything was moving in super slow mode. Kurt couldn't breathe, there was someone at his door, who seemed to really want his attention and now this lady is telling him that his husband just... oh no. His husband just got shot. Blaine just got shot. At that realization, Kurt fell to the floor, he was hyperventilating and sobbing. "Mr. Anderson? I'm so sorry, truly I am, but the police would like you to come down to the hospital and ask you some questions.. ? Do you hear me sir?" No words pierced through Kurt's grief, one minute Blaine was there and the next he was gone. What the hell happened? "Mr. Anderson? Sir? Please! Sir?" The pounding on Kurt's door continued. Kurt's sobs got louder. Where was the peace and quiet when you need it?

... WOA. Look at all that angst, I didn't know that all of that was going to happen. I'm sorry if I made you sad, I'll make it up to you in the next chapter... that is if you guys want me to.

Also, sorry about the lack of update on It's True What They Say, Love Must Be Blind, I sprained my left ankle and because of ISU's and exams, I will try to update soon!

Thank you reading, I hope you liked it, sorry if I made you cry and if you have time or if you want to, please R+R! Thankies!

~Apple-Strudel09