I am soooo sorry this took so damn long! I have just been insane at work and life lately. This whole fic should be finished by the end of the summer. I hope you enjoy! PS CK is coming to a close soon. I will post when I have everything finished!

The weeks began to pass in a flurry of paperwork and the family's usual day to day chaos.

Everything seemed to be about the same in the insane day to day lives of the family; as the leaves finished falling and the bitter chill filled the air the family rushed from appointment to appointment, meeting to meeting, and class to class. Liliana's schedule was probably the craziest of all between her dance classes and vocal training, tutoring, school plays, and fairs. It really should have been no big surprise when the five year old started acting out.

"I don't care. I'm not going." Liliana crossed her arms and stomped her feet in defiance.

"Liliana Elizabeth. We have five minutes to leave this house or we are going to be late for the art fair." Blaine tried to reason.

"No." Blaine pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration and in almost vain attempt at keeping calm. Liliana's increasing defiance was beginning to wear him down.

"I don't know what has gotten into you lately, young lady, but this behavior is unacceptable. You are going to put on your coat and we are leaving now."

"I hate you." She muttered under her breath.

"Again with the 'I hate you'. We had this conversation before." Blaine paused to take a deep breath. Those words were like a punch to the face and they have been coming a little too often lately. "Now get on your coat and we are meeting Daddy Kurt at the school. There are no negotiations in this little girl. When we get home you are going to bed and you can forget about going to dance class this week. You are grounded."

Liliana just looked up at him with her eyes swollen with tears that she refused to let fall. Wordlessly she put on her coat and waited for her father at the door. It's not even here yet and it's ruining everything.

Kurt's day wasn't going much better. It was what he called 'Hell Week' at work. It was the mad rush to get everything set for the final holiday displays, even though they were pretty much all up he had to make sure that the merchandising in the stores were prime selling points. There were few holidays like Christmas where people would spend whatever amount of money that it cost to be the best looking at those family functions where they didn't even like half of the people anyway. The one day out of the year where they are the 'perfect family'.

He had to be out of the office by 4:30 at the latest today if he was going to make it to Lili's school on time for her art fair.

At 4:25 with no end in sight he almost sat at his desk and cried. He was exhausted. His body hurt. His mind ached. He just wanted to go home and spend time with his family. He just wanted to go to his daughter's school and gush about all of amazing stick figures she and the other student's in her class drew.

At 4:29 Kurt closed his lap top and turned out the light in his office. He refused to miss this day. He honestly didn't even care if he saved his work. He needed to get out. He winced at the pain in his shoulders as he put on his pea coat. Why isn't this pain going away? He had good days and bad days and today was definitely a bad day.

In the public eye Liliana was the golden child. She minded her manners, she listened well, and was everyone's dream child. 'Oh Misters Anderson-Hummel, she's such a wonderful child!' and 'What I wouldn't give for my little one to be so well-mannered and well-behaved.' Oh yea, and the best, 'You are both so lucky.' Okay, yes, they knew they were extremely lucky to have her because she is a wonderful child – just not as wonderfully well-mannered as she appears to the public eye.

Liliana politely ignored Blaine throughout the entire trip to the school. While they waited for Kurt Blaine asked if she wanted to show him around, she bit back with a bit of politely laced snark with a 'No, I want to wait for Daddy Kurt'. So Blaine and Liliana stood to the side while all of the teachers came up to sing her praise, Liliana smiling as bright as Rachel Berry after a sold out performance. Blaine was really having a bad day which was only to be made worse when Kurt walked it.

"Oh my goodness Blaine, I thought that I was going to be late." He paused to kiss Lili on the cheek and pulled back up to kiss Blaine on his as well. "First, the subway had construction so the train was ten minutes late, then over packed, and seemed to be going at a snail's pace. It took all I had in me to just not cry. It's been one hel-heck of a day."

"Don't I known it."

"What's wrong?"

"We'll talk about it at home." It was that moment that Liliana grabbed Kurt's hand, ignoring Blaine completely, and pulled him towards the art lining the walls of the hallway.

"Come on Daddy Kurt I want to show you my art!" Neither man missed Blaine's rejection and both men tried to look past it. Yesterday she was mad at Kurt and tomorrow she would probably be mad at the both of them. Welcome to parenting, boys.

Later that night after Liliana was bathed and tucked into bed, and she even made sure both daddies got hugs and kisses, Kurt and Blaine laid in their bed just talking about their days.

"So what do you think Lili's issue has been lately? Is this something that children do once they hit the age of five? Is this what we get to look forward to in her teen years? Or is it going to be worse?" Kurt asked in a stage whisper – worried that their daughter might overhear.

"Oh God, I hope it doesn't get worse. But I don't know. Ever since we started the adoption process she has been a little hellion at times. I mean our routines haven't changed at all. We spend the same amount of time with her as we did before I just don't understand why all of a sudden she is so angry. Maybe it is just the age." Blaine sighs and curls himself into the crook of his husband's neck.

"Whatever it is I hope that she grows out of it soon. It is driving me mad."

"Me too."

"So, change of subject. When do you think that we would hear about another little hellion? We've already done all the paperwork and did the home visit." The process so far has been running very smoothly especially because of an adopted child already being in the home.

"Oh honey, you know that it can take years for anything to come along."

"I know, but I want it now."

"I know honey, me too. But we have to be patient." Blaine leaned up to kiss Kurt on the lips with a smirk. "But, you know what we can do during the wait?"

"What's that?" Kurt asked with a half raised eye brow.

"We could do something that we won't be able to do with a new little one in the house?" He added a waggle to his eyebrow for added effect.

"You are absolutely ridiculous, but I love you anyway. And I think that sounds like an amazing plan." Blaine smiled at him and quickly hopped up to hover over Kurt and begin to pepper his body with light kisses and tender nips.

Of course, of fucking course, Kurt's back would start to ache now. He was finally feeling better, the pain in his lower back had been diminishing over the past two weeks or so – I must have pulled it or something – and right now, in the middle of sex his back seizes. He tried to ignore the pain, but when Blaine gripped his hips and pulled him just too quickly, at just the wrong angle he couldn't hold it in anymore and a pained cry escaped his lips.

Blaine immediately stopped what he was doing. "Kurt, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Never once had Blaine heard that pained sound leave his husbands lips.

"No, no. I'm fine. Please. Just keep going. I just moved wrong or something."

"Are you sure?" Blaine was skeptical but would take Kurt's word for it.

"Yes. Please." Kurt didn't even believe himself so he had no idea if Blaine did, but Blaine began to rock his hips sensitively again. Not even thirty seconds into again the pain shot through his body and he cried out as his body collapsed to the bed.

Blaine stopped and fell to his side careful not to touch him in a way that can hurt him more. "Kurt, please. Tell me what's wrong."

"I think I just pulled a muscle. It has been feeling better and I must have moved it wrong." He said between labored breaths as he tried to breathe through the pain.

"You need to go see the doctor."

"No Blaine, I'll be okay. I just need to stop doing so much at work."

"No Kurt." Blaine was serious. He looked at the wince Kurt had displayed across his features with his eyes clamped shut in pain. "You said that if it got any worse you would go to the doctor."

"But it's not worse. It's just my back." Kurt would do just about anything to avoid going to the doctor. He hated going to the doctor. They are always judging me.

"No. You promised and you're going. I'm worried about you Kurt. This isn't normal."

"Okay." Kurt relented. "I'll call tomorrow and make an appointment when I have a chance to look at my schedule at work. It's crunch time right now." Blaine glared at him. "But I'm sure I can leave early one day.

"Okay." Blaine kissed Kurt on his forehead. "Is there anything I can get for you?" He asked Kurt who was still splayed on the bed in the exact same position that he collapsed into, the pain finally subsiding and him being afraid of aggravating it again.

"No. I'll be okay in a minute."

Blaine just sighed and got off of the bed in search of a warm cloth and the hot pad. There was something going on with Kurt and he knew it. But damnit if Kurt would relent and just get it checked out. Couldn't he see how worried Blaine has been? I can't do this again. Please let it just be a pulled muscle.

The next morning went off a lot better. Liliana was in better spirits and was back to her happy, polite, loving self. She went off to school without a fight allowing both men to leave the house and get to work on time.

Kurt wouldn't be so readily to admit it, but that hot press did help somewhat last night. He felt a little better this morning and was able to get up and out of bed with minimal hassle. Well, at least not too much that Blaine would notice anything out of the ordinary. He worries too much.

Kurt's day was going extremely well. Everything was falling into place and he was actually getting a lot of work done. He was just finishing sending an email with his spread to the store level to be implemented when his cell phone rang.

"Hello? Kurt Anderson-Hummel speaking."

"Hi Mr. Anderson-Hummel. This is Beatrice from the State of New York. I just wanted to make sure that you and your husband were still looking to adopt."

Kurt's heart started pumping into his throat. "Of course we are."

"That's great to hear. We have a little girl, Kensington, who is nine months old that is almost ready for adoption."

"What so you mean almost?"

"Well I can explain more to you in person. But basically, her mother signed away her rights and there is no father listed. We have to put out reasonable effort into finding her father before she can legally be adopted but it's been a few weeks and we haven't heard anything."

"Oh, okay."

"Would you and Blaine like to come down and meet with me this afternoon and we can discuss it some more?" Kurt doesn't think he has ever been this excited.

"Yes! Of course!"

Miss Beatrice gave him and time and an address and hung up the phone leaving a beaming Kurt clinging to the phone in his hand like an anchor. It took a moment for him to snap out of his thoughts and run out of his office, grabbing is coat, and not even thinking about turning off his computer.

"Isabelle! He yelled, most likely in vain, at his boss as he ran though the hall to the front desk. He got no answer so he left a quick message with the secretary as he ran for the elevator. "Tell Isabelle I got the call. I will text her later but I have to go." Kurt didn't even let her brain have a chance to formulate a response before he was flying out of the office toward the elevators.

The subway ride seemed to take forever even though it all reality it was only like fifteen minutes before he was running down the sidewalk towards Blaine's office. When he blew into the doors all he could hear was laughter filling the office. There was no one at the front desk and no one that he could see at the desks in the back of the office. He opened the door from the waiting room and it didn't take him long to see what everyone was laughing at, including Blaine – his friend Kiki had gotten her sweater stuck in the shredder. How does one actually shred their own shirt? If anyone could do it, it would be Kiki.

"Kiki, what the hell?" He asked completely bemused.

"Oh hey Kurt! Oh you know, a little of this, a little of that. Stuff happens." She shrugged as one of the other members of the office staff snapped a picture.

"Hey Babe, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working? Is everything okay?"

"Blaine, everything is more than okay. Can we go into your office?" He asked not even waiting for an answer, just walking towards the back.

Once inside, Blaine closed the door behind him and sat on his desk. "So what do I owe the pleasure of a midday visit?"

"Well I got a call from the state." Blaine's eyes immediately raised as if to prompt him to continue. "And they might have a baby for us!"

"What? Already?" Blaine exclaimed jumping off the desk and pulling Kurt into a hug.

"Yup. And she wants us to meet her at two in her office to go over some paperwork and to talk about her."

"Her?"

"Yes. She is nine months old and her name is Kensington."

Blaine had his coat on before Kurt could even finish his sentence. "Well what are we waiting for? Let's go."

The men left the office hand in hand completely ignoring Kiki who was still stuck in the shredder and the appointment that Kurt was supposed to make completely forgotten about.

Until next time! I promise it won't take as long. I literally have the whole story mapped in my head it's just getting it to paper that's the hold up!