Title: Like You're Slippin' Through The Cracks (Like No One Would Even Notice)
Characters/Pairings: Kurt Hummel, Burt Hummel, Shannon Bieste, Noah Puckerman, ensemble. Mentions of past Puckurt slash, Burt/Carole
Warning: Mpreg, discussion of medical conditions, coarse language
Spoilers: General season one spoilers
Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee
Word Count: Over 12,000
Author’s Note: Set during the Back Nine. Inspired by a prompt on the Glee_Angst_Meme.
Summary: Kurt knew it was a bit unbelievable that he was pregnant, but he never expected it to be like this.*
When Kurt and Puck stepped into the NICU a week later, they were surprised to find a chocolate cake with candles on a cart by the door. The icing on the cake read, Congratulations on 1000g Nathan. Kurt looked up when people started clapping to find the NICU nurses and Kurt’s doctor grinning at them.
“What’s this?” Kurt asked.
“Nathan has officially reached one thousand grams,” Ross replied, stepping forward. “We thought we’d celebrate.”
“Thank you,” Kurt said, stepping forward and hugging Ross. “Hear that baby? You’ve reached a thousand grams now. You’re getting big now.”
“Come on, we have to eat this cake.” Ross said.
“Well, I really don’t need to put on any weight,” Kurt said. “I haven’t even lost the weight I gained during the pregnancy.”
“Bullshit, you’re tiny,” Puck said. “You’re, like, skinnier than you were before.”
Kurt glared at him. “You really have to stop with the swearing before Nathan starts to repeat it.”
Puck smirked at him. “Well, it’ll be a while before he learns to talk, so I have a while before I have to stop.”
Kurt rolled his eyes, before taking a slice of cake from Ross. “Thank you,” he said. “And I meant it. Thank you, for everything. You’ve helped me a lot.”
“Do I get any thanks?” Kurt looked up to see Shannon walk through the door. “I’ve been meaning to visit, but I’ve been so busy with the lousy football team-”
“Coach? Coach Bieste?” Puck asked, frowning in confusion. “How do you know each other?”
“Shannon was the one that found me in the car park,” Kurt replied. “And she let me stay with her afterwards. I know her alot. And she’s Nathan’s godmother.”
“You found him?” Shannon barely had time to respond before Puck was hugging her. “Thank you,” Puck said as Shannon awkwardly patted him on the back. “You probably saved his life. I owe you lots.”
“Just play better for the team, that’ll be enough,” Shannon said as Puck finally released her. “How’s my little godson doing?” She asked.
“Just reached a thousand grams,” Kurt announced, grinning. “We’re celebrating. Want some cake?”
“And he should be able to go home next week, if we’re lucky.” Ross added, handing Shannon some cake.
“Really?” Kurt asked, excited. He paused for a moment and realised what that meant. Nathan would be coming home next week. He’d be all alone next week, he’d have to be taking care of Nathan next week. It was a scary thought. “Oh god, he’s coming home next week. I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“Don’t worry,” Puck said. “It’ll be fine. I can come and stay with you for a while if you want.” Puck offered, helping Kurt sit in the chair beside the incubator.
“Does your mother know about the baby?” Kurt asked, worried.
“Um,” Puck hesitated. “Not exactly.”
“You haven’t told her yet?” Kurt hissed. “Nathan’s nearly three months old now, Puck. How come you haven’t told your mother yet?”
“She’s Jewish, okay?” Puck snapped back. “She won’t exactly be happy about me dating someone non-Jewish, or a guy, or the fact I knocked someone up.”
Kurt looked down. He knew it would be hard for Puck, but Puck’s mother needed to know. “Puck, you need to tell her. She needs to know about her grandson,” he looked up at Puck. “I know it’s hard, but she needs to know. I can come with you if you want.”
“I’ll be fine.”
Kurt had mixed feelings when he carried Nathan into the house. He was glad Nathan was home and safe now and he didn’t have to travel to the hospital to see Nathan, but he was still nervous. What if he screwed up? What if something happened to Nathan? It was a scary thought and Kurt pushed it to the back of his mind.
He carried Nathan downstairs and put him in his new crib before pulling up a chair and sitting beside Nathan and watching him sleep. He had a while before Burt got home, because they didn’t want to stress Nathan out by having too many people around.
He was tempted to just sit and watch Nathan sleep, with he reached for his laptop instead. He wanted to do more research and while Nathan was asleep was the best time.
“Kurt, wake up.”
Kurt mumbled under his breath and waved the person trying to wake him away. “Go ‘way.” He mumbled, before burying his face in his arms again. The desk he was lying on was very comfortable but he was exhausted so it would have to do.
“Kurt! Wake up!”
“What?” Kurt’s head shot up. “Is it Nathan? Is he okay?”
Mercedes chuckled. “He’s fine, white boy. He’s at home with his grandpa,” she replied. “You, however, are not fine. You feel asleep at the end of class. Are you sure you should be back so soon. Nathan’s only been home a week.”
Kurt shook his head as he stood. “It’s fine,” he said. “I’m fine. I’m just exhausted because I stayed up all night doing research. I needed to figure out when to start teaching him signing.”
“Signing?” Mercedes asked, frowning as they left the classroom. “I thought he was blind.”
“He is,” Kurt said. “I found some stuff that said signing helps babies, especially blind babies and ones with learning problems. I don’t know when’s too soon to start teaching him.”
“I’m sure you’ll figure it out,” Mercedes said. “Is there anything I can do?” She asked, that guilty expression on her face again. She always seemed to get it when she asked him if she could help.
“No, we’re fine.”
“Up you come,” Kurt said, clapping his hands together before he lifted Nathan. “We’re going to see who’s at the door. Can you hear the person knocking?” He moved to the front door, watching Nathan as he walked. It wasn’t that easy to tell Nathan was blind, but it would get more obvious when Nathan was older. Right now it looked like Nathan was staring off into the distance. “Hello?” Kurt opened the front door, surprised to see a woman he didn’t recognise standing there.
“Kurt Hummel?” She asked. He nodded. The woman was about his height, with long dark brown hair. “I’m Ruth Puckerman. Can I come in?” Kurt’s chest tightened. Puck had obviously told his mother and for some reason she wanted to see him.
He nodded, stepping to the side to let her in. “Can I help you Miss Puckerman?” He asked politely. “Can I get you something?”
“I’m here to see my grandson,” she replied. “And no thank you, I’m alright.”
Kurt looked down at Nathan. “Can you here that voice, baby?” Kurt asked. “That’s your grandmother. She’s the mother of your papa,” he told Nathan. He looked up and blushed when he saw Puck’s mother watching him carefully. “I have to tell him things, explain things to him.”
“Yeah,” Kurt replied. “ROP, it’s a condition common in premature babies. The eyes don’t have time to develop and...” Kurt trailed off. “Sorry, you probably don’t want to hear all that. Um, are you okay with P- Noah and I?”
“I must admit, I was a little shocked when I first heard my Jewish son was not only dating some Non-Jewish but also male. And that he’d gotten this person pregnant,” she replied. “Are you and Noah together?”
“No,” Kurt looked down again. “I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but Noah wants us to get together. But we can’t be together right now, because Nathan needs full-time care and I can’t be worried about relationships right now.”
“Nathan’s a Hebrew name,” Ruth said. “Is he Jewish?”
“Yeah,” Kurt replied. “I mean, Noah’s Jewish and... It just made sense.” He shrugged.
“Do you like Noah?”
Kurt hesitated. “I care about him, yes,” he finally replied. “We had a rough start, but Noah can be a really nice guy. He’s offered to move anywhere I want just so he can be with Nathan. And he’s offered to help out so I can go to college. He’s been really good to me.”
“But you still won’t be with him?”
“No, not right now,” Kurt replied. “I don’t want to tie Noah down and I have Nathan to think about. Maybe in a few years if Noah’s still single and interested I might reconsider,” he looked up at Ruth. “Would you and Noah like to stay for dinner?” He asked.
Kurt blushed and nodded. “It’s kosher, if that’s what you’re worried about,” he replied. He looked down at Nathan. “I like to have Nathan in the kitchen with me while I do it, to start teaching him about the different foods.”
Ruth finally smiled at him. “I’d love to stay for dinner,” she said. “You just sit here and watch Nathan. I’ll take care of dinner.” She stood, making her way into the kitchen.
“Ruth, you really don’t need to do that,” Kurt protested. “It’s fine, really.”
“Nonsense,” Ruth said. “You’re looking after a baby now, that’s full-time work. Take all the help you can get,” she said from the kitchen. “I’ll make some food, freeze it and bring it around. Then you don’t have to worry about food. And I’m sure I have supplies from when Sarah was a baby.”
Kurt looked down at Nathan’s sleeping face. He ran his finger down Nathan’s nose, smiling softly. He was beginning to realise he wasn’t alone in this. He had his family, his friends to help him. They may have had a hard, difficult start but they were going to be alright.
“Yeah, we’re going to be alright, aren’t we baby?”