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I just wanted to address this issue before the next chapter, about Hailey Anne's age. I realize that Finn's Dad died when he was two, but Hailey Anne is only two years younger than Fin in this story, because in this story I am making Finn and Kurt both sixteen. Oh, and I know it really isn't possible for either Finn or Kurt to have siblings that we didn't already know about, but it's just for the sake of the story. Thanks for the reviews!

Blaine was at his home with his brother and sister because his parents had gone to visit their Grandma to comfort her after their Grandfather's death. Mom had left Blaine in charge, but he felt like a dog walker walking two wildly out of control dogs. Who was walking who?

The answer was clearly Sam and Erica. The two were currently fighting over the T.V. remote. Sam wanted to watch a football game and Erica wanted to watch a dancing show. They were literally having a tug of war over the remote.

"I was here first! Go away, Sam!" exclaimed Erica, tugging the remote closer to her.

"Well, I was born first," said Sam, pulling the clicker towards him once again.

"Would both of you please stop acting so immature?" asked an exasperated Blaine. "I was born before either of you, and all I have to say was that it was the happiest fourteen months of my life!"

"My three years without Erica must have been great," muttered Sam, slumping down on the couch in defeat. Erica gleefully switched the channel to her dancing show. Couples in flashy outfits danced by on the screen.

"Sam, can I talk to you for a moment, please?" asked Blaine.

"I'm busy," said Sam unintelligibly, as he was stuffing a handful of potato chips in his mouth. He was now busy watching the dance show with Erica.

"Just come with me," snapped Blaine. "I guarantee you that anything I have to say is far more important then a re-run of a dancing show that you claim not to even like!"

Sam begrudging pulled himself off the couch and followed Blaine into the kitchen. "What's going on?" asked Sam, eyeing the T.V., already planning his escape.

"I need to talk to you," repeated an impatient Blaine, tapping his foot up and down repeatedly.

"So talk," said Sam, his eyes darting back and forth from Blaine to the T.V.

"I wanted to talk to you about what I told you before," Blaine was referring to when he had revealed to his younger brother that he was gay.

Sam instantly grew more serious. "Look, Blaine, what I said before still applies. I'll be there for you no matter what. You're my brother, and nothing will ever change that."

"Thanks, but I was actually meaning to tell you something else," said Blaine. "You said you knew Kurt, right?" Sam nodded, encouraging Blaine to continue. "Well, I sort of was convinced by Wes and David to 'woo' him into transferring to Dalton. It worked, but I feel terrible. Kurt is miserable at Dalton, and it makes me feel awful to think I tricked and manipulated such an honest person. I was the one responsible for making sure that Kurt didn't get a solo."

"Why would somebody do that?" asked Sam.

"I didn't really know Kurt as a person when I agreed to the plan," defended Blaine, helplessly.

"Well, you have to tell him the truth," said Sam, point blank, as Sam was known to do.

"I will,' promised Blaine. "I Will."

The Hummel Hudson household was buzzing with excitement. The eight residents of the small house all had to input their two cents on the new family member. Finn thought that the baby should join the military, but everyone ignored Finn's ridiculous suggestion. Kurt had too many suggestions to count, varying from baby names ("Elizabeth Kurt Hummel,' he suggested. "What, it's a good, solid name!"), to future baby outfits ("I was thinking that from birth to three months we dress it in light pink and from four months onward we dress it only in autumn tones."), to what food the baby should eat ("We should start it out on a healthy, organic diet, so that he doesn't fall into bad habits and turn into a little Finn.)" Tim and Alex were trying to see if they could break the record for largest age difference between siblings, but were disappointed to find out, through extensive internet research, that they were not even close, as the real largest age gap was forty-seven years, between half-siblings. Emily looked through her set of encyclopedias, searching for any helpful piece of information she could find on newborns. She then hand printed a copy of her list for all eight members of the family. Hailey Anne had all sorts of crazy ideas such as looking into roles for newborn babies in the T.V. circuit and making the baby join the circus.

"Why is this thing such a big deal to all of you?" asked Emily. "It's just a baby. Do you know what the statistics are for the birth rate of babies?"

"We don't care, Emily," said Finn.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" asked Hailey Anne. "If it's a girl, Hailey Anne Junior is a nice solid name…"

"We won't find out until tomorrow," said Carole.

"Liar!" accused Finn.

"I don't know to what you are referring, Finn," said Carole.

"I heard you on the phone with your obstetrician," reported Finn, proudly.

"We kind of wanted it to be a surprise," muttered Burt.

"Cat's out of the bag now," said Carole.

"So, what is it?" asked Kurt.

"Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy," chanted Alex.

"Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl," chanted Hailey Anne.

"It's a girl!" she announced, proudly.

Hailey Anne and Kurt's faces lit up, while Finn's dropped in disappointment.

"Yes! My prayers have been answered!" cheered Kurt.

"Aw, man," said Finn.

"Oh, quit your whining, Finn," said Carole, too happy to be convincingly threatening. "We still don't have a name picked out yet, though."

'We thought that, as the ones who had the most to give up when our families came together, Finn and Kurt could pick the name," said Burt.

"Buster," suggested Finn automatically.

"It's a girl, Finn," Kurt reminded, dryly.

"Oh, right," said a disappointed Finn.

"I propose we name it Dolce," said Kurt.

"Well, the name has to be within reason," reminded Burt.

"What do you think we should name it?" asked Kurt to Finn.