The Oddest Twenty-Four Hours

A school project between Kurt and Sam three months ago leads them both to a strangest situation for the next twenty-four hours of their high school life.

Loosely based off "The Odd Life of Timothy Green"

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Disclaimer: I do not own glee just Rowan

One: Rowan Hummel-Evans

"KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL AND SAMUEL NATHAN EVANS!"

Kurt glanced at his door from his skype date with Blaine at the sound of his father's voice. He had never heard the older man sound so angry before and he turned towards the screen, a blush of embarrassment staining his cheeks. "I had better go see what he wants," he mused and blew kiss at the screen, sending him a farewell before ending the call and heading towards the door. When he opened it, he saw Sam, who looked like he had just been shocked awake and remembered the younger boy had been working late last night at the bookstore. Kurt smiled warmly at him and then they both made their way downstairs, Sam rubbing his eyes to rid them of sleep so Kurt was guiding with his hand.

Reaching the bottom step, Kurt was confused to see a very angry Burt, a concerned Carole and Finn who was a pale as a sheet. The brunette and blonde waited for Carole to calm her husband down just a bit before the mechanic saw them. All the calm breathing and warnings about his heart flew out the window when he rushed over to Sam and grabbed the boy by his collar and lifted him off the ground. Kurt exclaimed in shock while Finn rushed over to save his house mate and friend.

"Dad stop! What is going on?" Kurt demanded to Carole.

"Burt come on! Maybe its all a prank!" Finn tried to reason with him.

Burt tore his murderous daze from a very frightened Sam (who had pissed himself the moment Burt had him in his grasp) towards his step son. "That isn't a joke in there Finn! Did you know Kurt was a Carrier?"

Finn shook his head. "But...he's so..."

"Dad as much as I'd like for you to not tell my business to my step brother because he probably has no idea what a Carrier is," Kurt began ignoring the protest of 'Hey' from the taller boy and continued. "I would like it if you released Sam before he faints and I'd also like to know just what is going on!"

"Burt honey, he's right, they don't know," Carole said.

Sam was placed on his feet and with a mumble excused himself upstairs for a clean pair of underwear and pants. He came back five minutes later in some sweats and a white t shirt. The two teens in accusation of what it was they were accused of looked at their family (for Sam it was surrogate family). "Well?" Kurt asked.

"Come into the living room, hopefully Burt hasn't woken the little dear," Carole mused with a faint smile while the two boys arched an eyebrow and headed towards the living room with Burt and Finn trailing behind them. Carole lead them over to the couch where a slumbering child laid, dressed in a long sleeved gray shirt that Kurt recognized from his childhood collection that ended at the boy's knees. His feet were covered by a pair of matching gray socks and if Kurt remembered correctly there were some black sleeping shorts under the shirt that ended mid thigh for the child. The boy's hair was chestnut brown and his skin a fair mix of Sam's light tan and Kurt's fair complex, leaving a creamy tone with a rosy blush on the sleeping boy's cheeks. Kurt turned to Carole and she explained in a hushed whisper. "Your father and I found him sitting on the porch stairs. He wasn't wearing anything so we hurried himself and Burt found him some clothes."

"So why did you call us down here?" Sam whispered.

"Can't you tell?" Burt almost shouted but lowered his voice mid sentence when the boy began to stir awake. He turned to the two boys. "Look closely. Doesn't anything about him ring a bell?"

Kurt frowned in confusion and looked down at the child. He did have some of Kurt's structure: rosy cheeks, the hair and looked wonderful in fashion but he could see so much of Sam. The structure of the cheekbones, the way he slept (one arm covering some of his face while using the other as a pillow with his knees drawn up to his chest but the small smile on his face visible) and when he shifted and his arm fell he did the same twitch Sam did. Kurt knew this because Sam fell asleep on his bed one night from exhaustion and Kurt had come in to find him there. So he had set out his clothes and slept downstairs on the couch to give Sam his space.

Sam's intake of breath made Kurt look at him, "Sam?"

"The project," the blonde whispered. Kurt's brain searched for the memory and his entire form stilled as the color left his face as he remembered the project they had to do three months ago.

February 12th 2012

Hudmel House

"This seriously has to be a joke," Kurt mused with a sigh as he and Sam sat at the kitchen table with Finn and Rachel, all four of them staring down at the assignment their shared biology teacher, Ms. Green, had given them. "I think Ms. Green is being cruel."

"Or she sees this as a learning experience," Rachel countered.

"She paired me and Sam up," Kurt snapped and then turned to the blonde with a blush and apologetic smile. "Sorry."

"It's cool, think of it as a retry of our duet last year. Instead of a song, we're creating a child together."

Finn almost chocked on his soda as Burt Hummel paused mid-step in the door frame of the kitchen. Sam blushed and waved hello to the Congressman who cleared his throat and the other three looked in his direction. "Come again?" he asked.

"It's biology project," Kurt sighed.

"We have to come up with traits for a child we would have together." Sam continued.

"I think it's a wonderful idea and besides Kurt you're not the only boy in the class who was paired up with another boy. Rory got paired up with Puck while Brittany and Tina got paired together, as well as Quinn and Suzie Shepard. So you're not the only same sex couple who has to present a love child. Take from me as I have two gay fathers, it's not all that bad. It's a wonderful thing to see two people of the same gender having a child together." Rachel blabbed not helping the situation at all.

"Rachel shut up," Kurt sighed.

"So have you guys come up with anything?" Burt asked.

"Finn and I have come up with the perfect child!" Rachel declared causing the one same sex "couple" in the room to roll their eyes. They had been forced to listen to the two earlier when they were driving home from school. "Our child's name is Drizzle."

Finn beamed at that. "She's got killer pipes,"

"She's going to a Broadway star just like her mother."

"She's a natural born leader like us," Sam and Kurt shook their heads. Finn and Rachel were many things: obnoxious, manipulative, sneaky, but not natural born leaders. Rachel had a competitive streak that could color all seven continents and the oceans. Finn's temper and clueless nature were traits neither them hoped the child had. "And she's aware of the LGBT community."

Kurt rolled his eyes. Sam stiffened a laugh and Burt was just staring at the two. "That's...good..." he mused and turned to his son while the miniature brunette frowned in disapproval of his answer. "And you two?"

"A name," Sam supplied. "Rowan."

"Rowan Alexander," Kurt corrected. "We're still working on the last name."

"Nothing else?"

Sam looked over at Kurt and a light bulb went off. "He's got Kurt's rosy cheeks and chestnut hair."

Kurt blushed and looked into Sam's eyes and suddenly the same light bulb went off. "He's got Sam's eyes. And he's looks fabulous in whatever he wears," everyone but Sam looked at him. "What? No child of mine is looking to look like a wannabe junior Abecrombie and Fitch model."

"He has to look like the real thing." Sam said.

"So you're having a son?" Burt smiled softly. "I can see that. What about traits?"

Rachel glared at Finn. "I told you we needed more of those!"

"But Rache-"

"No buts!" she cried.

Sam smiled, "He's sweet," he said ignoring the argument going on, "He seems the good in others and tries to bring them out. He wants people to see that they aren't just bad or good, they are both and sometimes its good to be aware of it."

He didn't see Kurt was writing down all of that. "He's also forward, not out in your face but when he sees something that bothers him he'll address it." Kurt gave as he wrote it all down. "He's the sweetest boy ever but he's not afraid to say no."

Burt smiled. "Does he have a temper?"

"It had to build," Sam supplied. "He's got control."

"Like Sam does," Kurt mused. He made sure the blonde wasn't looking and scribbled down about how he sleeps just like Sam. The blonde beamed his one thousand watt smile and the brunette laughed.

"Hey you two have your kid!" Finn said in sudden realization."No far dudes."

"Shut up Finn!" both said with a hint of a smile on their lips. Deep down, unbeknownst to the both of them, the thought of having a child together was a very good idea. It sent a feeling of warmth throughout them.

Kurt stared at Sam who had turned his gaze back on the slumbering child. However during their trip down memory lane, the child had stirred and by now he was waking up. Green eyes peered at the two of them and a smile blooded along his face. The boy looked no older than ten years old at least. He raised a hand and waved, though the sleeve of Kurt's shirt covered it, making it look more adorable then it should have.

"Hello," he greeted in a soft voice.

"Hello," Kurt said and bent down to the child's level. "My name is..."

The child's smile widened. "I know who you are. You're my Daddy and he's my Papa," he said looking at Sam who seemed to turn two shades of red, both from embarrassment and from the look Burt was giving him. "Grandpa Burt don't do that! Papa's still scared of you!"

All the older people in the room looked at the boy. Carole walked over to the boy. "What's your name sweetheart?"

"Rowan," he answered with a smile. "Rowan Alexander Hummel-Evans."

"Oh Gucci and Dior," Kurt breathed in shock.

"And your parents are...?" Finn asked, wanting to make sure.

"Sam and Kurt Hummel-Evans."

"Jesus Christ," Sam managed through a sudden dry throat.

Rowan just smiled.