Ok this story….became something a bit different than what I thought it was going to be. I hope you still like it though. It is mushy and total cheese, but… I like it. I don't own anyone who is canon so… I'm broke. Please review at the end

Xander stared at his father and BB as Blaine had become known as. It had been 20 years since Kurt and Blaine had gotten together, and 18 since they had gotten married, well now it was his turn. His wife, that word would take some getting used to, smiled at him, squeezing his hand as she knew what was coming next. Xander walked up to the stage, taking the microphone from the D.J.

"Can I have everyone's attention please?" he called out, Kurt looked at him, confused, this hadn't been part of the day's agenda. "It's ok, Dad, this won't mess the timing up," Kurt blushed as Blaine chuckled and kissed his husband's head softly. "I know this is a bit unusual, but let's face it, very little about my life had been normal," several light, knowing chuckles echoed in the room. "I want to propose yet another toast, this one, to my parents," Kurt looked at his son, surprised. "When I was four, Dad and I lost my Papa, and I didn't think either of us would ever recover, and then Papa's parents tried to make that time in our lives a whole lot worse." Xander saw Burt, and Kurt both grit their teeth, and he smirked as Carole and Blaine soothed their respective partners and he smiled. "But during all that, we met Blaine, and no one could ever convince me that Papa did not send him to us." Kurt's eyes were blinking rapidly, a sure sign that he was blinking back tears. "After that was over, it was a year before we saw BB again and I think it took them about a week to fall in love with each other." Kurt and Blaine leaned into instinctively toward each other, their foreheads pressed together. "I asked them once what a soul mate was, and to be honest, I can't remember what they said. But I do remember that Dad said he didn't think you could know who your soul-mate is until the end of your life. Dad loved Papa, but BB is his soul-mate. You two taught me what it means to be a good partner, a good man, and I happen to believe, despite what Dad thinks, that Eve is my soul-mate," Xander looked at his bride who beamed, tears in her eyes. "And I hope when we have been together twenty years, that we still look at each other the way you two are looking at each other right now." Kurt and Blaine suddenly realized that they were staring at each other, both set of eyes shining with love. "BB, I love you so much, and I want to thank you, for being there for me and for Dad, and I want to dance with you, and this song, is the story of how I feel about you." Blaine looked at Kurt questioningly, but Kurt shook his head, as he didn't know what Xander was up to.

"May I have this dance?" Xander held out his hand as the music started. Kurt gasped as he recognized the song almost instantly and covered his mouth with his hand. Blaine didn't know the song, but followed Xander out on the dance floor.

When a single dad goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My daddy used to wonder if he'd ever meet someone
Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run

The scream that pierced the air made Kurt and Blaine freeze in horror. They met eyes before running as fast as they could upstairs to Xander's room, expecting blood and murder. Instead they found a pale, shaking 9 year old, holding his arm and whimpering.

"Dad," Xander moaned, his green eyes full of tears, "I heard a snap." Kurt was on the floor next to him, holding the arm delicately. "I shouldn't have been jumping on the bed,"

"No, you shouldn't have." Kurt agreed, "Blaine…" he murmured, signaling Blaine to join him, Blaine took the arm, Xander yelped and Blaine shook his head,

"It's broken."

"NO!" Xander yelled, "I have soccer! I am gonna be captain."

"I'm sorry baby, but I think soccer will have to wait," Kurt claimed, helping him stand. Xander jerked away, regretting it instantly as a sharp pain shot up his arm and he yelped. Kurt moved forward to comfort him but Xander glared at him and turned his back, going around his bed, getting as far from Kurt as he could and sitting stubbornly on the bed.

"I wish I knew why he is so bull headed," Kurt bit, Blaine could do nothing but smile,

"Oh I think I know." Kurt glared at him, a glare identical to the one Xander had given him just a moment before, Blaine chuckled, "I'll talk to him, go downstairs." Kurt looked helplessly at Xander once more, noticing that Xander was wiping away tears and flinching at every movement, he hated not being about to make it better. Blaine sighed as Kurt left and he headed over to Xander, "He was just trying to help, you know." Blaine stated, knowing that Xander knew.

"I am supposed to be captain," Xander pouted, and Blaine nodded,

"I was supposed to be starting running back the year I broke my arm." Xander looked up at him,

"Really?" Blaine nodded,

"I was so pissed, I broke it because Cooper tackled me, during a game of flag football, I landed weird on it. I could have killed him," Blaine explained, "and the next year, I didn't even make the team, because the starters had all hit a growth spurt,"

"Which you never did." Xander teased, Blaine swatted him gently, still being mindful of his arm.

"Anyway," Blaine continued, rolling his eyes as Xander grinned, "I never played football again,"

"Is this supposed to make me feel better?"

"No, what's supposed to make you feel better, is that you don't have to be tall to play soccer." Blaine laughed as Xander threw out his foot and kicked Blaine's leg playfully. "It's not the end of the world, Harry Potter, if I hadn't stopped playing football, I would never had started singing, and if I hadn't started singing I wouldn't have gotten bullied, I wouldn't have transferred to Dalton, and I wouldn't have gotten into Princeton and I wouldn't have become a lawyer and I wouldn't have met you and your Dad. I think a broken arm is worth all that, don't you?"

"You have spent wayyyy too much time thinking about that," Xander laughed,

"You had better be glad you broke your arm, cuz I wouldn't have kicked your butt by now." Xander fake shivered in fear,

"Oh I'm so scared."

"All right you little twerp, I'm going to kick your butt anyway," being careful of the arm, Blaine grabbed Xander's leg and twisted it, not enough to hurt him, but enough to make him cry out, laughing and pulling his legs away. "Come on, your Dad is gone to pace a hole in the floor if we don't go down there," Xander smirked and nodded, gingerly standing. "You need to apologize to him by the way, for the way you acted," Blaine told him. Xander nodded, turning his lips nervously,

"Thanks, BB."

"Anytime, squirt," Blaine winked.

A few months later I remembering lying there in bed,

I overheard him pop the question, and I prayed that he'd say yes

And then all of a sudden, Oh it seemed so strange to me

How we went from something's missing to a new family

Blaine's eyes overflowed with tears and he smacked Xander on the arm,

"You're trying to kill me you little punk." Xander laughed and pulled Blaine into a hug, still feeling like a little kid, even though he was nearly 6 inches taller than Blaine.

Xander was supposed to be asleep, he knew he was, but he was thirsty, so he tiptoed out of his room heading to Kurt's bedroom, it wasn't that late, the light was still on and Blaine was still there. He could hear Blaine's voice talking gently and Xander couldn't help but smile, he had grown to love Blaine, and Kurt was happier than Xander could remember him being. His love for Jon had been comfortable, but with Blaine, he was like a teenager, it had been going on for two years now.

"If you aren't ready, or you think Xan isn't ready, you can turn me down I won't leave," Xander paused, peeking in the crack in the door. Blaine was on one knee, holding a box in the air, Kurt had his hand covering his mouth, his eyes wide with shock. "It doesn't matter if you never want to marry me, because I want to spend the rest of my life by your side, with you and Xander. I have never been happier than I have been since I met you that day in court. I want to spend the rest of my days excited about waking up, I want to wake up next to you, grow old with you. I want to tuck Xander in at night, I want to go to his soccer games and his graduation, and his wedding. I want to be in this beautiful family, if you'll have me…" Blaine sounded like he was finished and Kurt still hadn't said anything, Xander would fix that.

"Say yes Daddy! You're supposed to say yes!" Xander ran into the room, giggling as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. Blaine grinned at him as he beamed back, poking Kurt's side when Kurt still didn't answer.

"Yes," Kurt half laughed, half sobbed and he kneeled, pulling both boys in his arms, kissing Blaine's lips several times before kissing Xander's cheek. "You are ok with this?" Kurt whispered softly, but Xander nodded enthuastically,

"Yeah, I love BB, and I know you do too." Kurt kissed his head again before nodding,

"I do," Blaine chuckled and kissed Xander's cheek before kissing Kurt again. That night had just been the beginning of how much the three of them loved each other.

Lookin' back all I can say

About all the things he did for me

Is I hope I'm at least half the dad

That he didn't have to be

"Thank you," Xander whispered, Blaine looked up at him, tilting his head, tears still in his eyes.

"For what?" Xander motioned to Kurt who was currently dancing with Carole, both of them smiling,

"For being there, for keeping all your promises, to both of us, for making him smile every day." Blaine smiled,

"He makes me smile just as much, you both saved me from becoming an old, lonely bachelor." Xander smirked and nodded,

"Don't think that would have been a good look for you," both men laughed as they continued to sway.

"Xander!" Blaine called after him as he stormed into the house, running upstairs. Blaine turned to Kurt who sighed softly,

"He got into a fight, he won too." Kurt smirked, a hint of pride in his eyes even if he looked sad and tired.

"Daddy!" Their four year old daughter, Charlotte, squealed, Kurt smiled at her,

"How's my beautiful girl?" She beamed up at him, her blue eyes matching his to perfection.

"Why was Bubba mad?" Kurt sighed and kissed her head as he picked her up.

"Boy stuff," Kurt left it at that, smiling softly, "Can you do me a favor, princess?" Charlotte nodded enthusiastically, always eager to please her fathers, "Can you go play in your room for a while, Papa and I need to have some grown up talk." Charlotte pouted slightly but nodded, crawling out of his arms and running to her room.

"What was the fight about? That doesn't sound like Xan," Blaine said, when he was sure Charlotte couldn't hear. He pulled Kurt into his arms, they had both known having a teenager wasn't easy, but sometimes they never expected it to be so hard.

"Apparently, some older kid called Xander the…" Kurt broke off for a moment, gulping hard before continuing, "The fags' kid." Blaine flinched as Kurt buried his face in his shoulder, "I have put up with that kind of talk my entire life, I thought maybe my kids wouldn't have deal with it. I was hoping their generation would be better." Blaine kissed Kurt's hair,

"Can I go talk to him?" Kurt nodded,

"There is something he isn't telling me, but maybe he'll tell you."

Blaine knocked softly, waiting for the yell of 'Go away' or 'Leave me alone' but it never came. Instead the door opened slowly, and Blaine knew he had been expecting Kurt, and once the shock of it being Blaine faded, Xander burst into tears, falling into Blaine's arms.

"Oh, Xan," Blaine whispered as Xander shook in excursion of his sobbing. It was times like this, that Blaine remembered that Xander may be 14 and almost as tall as he was, but he was still just a kid.

"I hate that word," he cried scrubbing his face into Blaine's shirt. "I hate it more than any other word in the world, and to call you and Dad that…" there was more hurt than anger in Xander's tone and it broke Blaine's heart.

"Me too, I hate it too," Blaine agreed, petting his hair affectionately. After a few minutes the sobs stopped, but Xander didn't let him go, "So Dad says you won the fight," Blaine said trying to lighten the mood. Xander let out a soft laugh and he nodded and pulled his head back,

"It's the Hummel in me I guess." Blaine smiled,

"It'd have to be that." Then Xander gave himself away, he pulled his lips to one side of his mouth, the sign that he was nervous. "What didn't you tell him?" Blaine asked, Xander might have been surprised if he didn't know how well his parents knew him.

"They asked me if Papa died of AIDS," Blaine stared at him in shock, because even he hadn't been expecting that.

"Shit," he murmured, that was something he didn't really know how to soothe. "It's just ignorance, you know that, right?" Xander nodded,

"Then they said, Dad-" his voice cracked and he reburied his face in Blaine's shoulder.

"Shhh, it's ok…" Blaine hummed softly as more hot tears poured from Xander's eyes.

"They said, it was only a matter of time before Daddy died too," Blaine wished in that moment that he could have beaten these kids up himself.

"You're Dad isn't going anywhere, and if he did, they'd have to take him kicking and screaming the entire way," Blaine promised, pulling a quite 'ha' out of Xander. "And you will never be alone, Xan. Even if… God forbid, anything happened to him, I'll be here for you, always." Xander pulled back and kissed Blaine's cheek and hugged his neck tightly,

"I love you, BB."

"I love you too, Harry Potter."

Even twelve years later, Kurt still didn't know the full story of what happened at school that day. Blaine had merely gone into the kitchen and held Kurt, until he had to choke back his own tears. Kurt had been concerned and confused, but he let it pass, knowing if they ever wanted him to know they would tell him.

I met the girl who's now my wife about three years ago
We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin' more
Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends
Crowded 'round the nursery window as they bring the baby in

Blaine remembered the day they met Eve, both Kurt and Blaine had known she was it, they knew before Xander and Eve did.

"Be nice," Xander scolded one last time as he headed to the door. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other winking playfully,

"When are we not nice?" Blaine asked, Kurt shrugged,

"Well I guess there was that one time when I may or may not have slashed the tires of the person who parked in my spot at work. But I was nice enough to have it towed for them." Charlotte chuckled at her fathers,

"And there was that time that I 'accidently' spilled coffee on that guy that kept checking you out," Blaine smirked, Kurt swatted him playfully,

"I knew you did that on purpose." Blaine kissed him deeply, causing Charlotte to roll her eyes,

"Gotta protect what's mine." Kurt giggled and grabbed Blaine's ass possessively and pulled him in for another kiss just in time for Xander to reenter the room with Eve's hand in his.

"Guuuyyyysssss," Xander moaned dramatically shielding Eve from them as they parted. "I asked for one night without you two acting like a couple of teenagers," he complained but Eve smiled brightly.

"I hope I'm as in love with my future husband in 15 years as they are with each other," Xander blushed as Kurt playfully pushed him aside.

"I like her already, Xan," Kurt held out his hand, "Kurt Hummel-Anderson, Father number two." Eve shook his hand but looked at Xander confused,

"I thought you said your last name was Hummel-Burman."

"It is," Blaine claimed, holding out his hand also, "I'm father number 3, Blaine Hummel-Anderson. The Burman is father number one, he passed away though, sadly when Xander was 4."

"Oh I'm sorry," Eve said,

"I'm the sister, Charlotte, no biological link, but he annoys me enough so I guess I'll call him my brother," Xander stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes as Charlotte made a face at him. Eve took Xander's hand once Charlotte had released hers.

"We're not normal, but we work," Xander smiled softly. Eve grinned,

"Normal is highly over-rated." Blaine draped his arms over Eve's shoulders,

"Can we keep her, please, Kurt? Put Harry Potter up for adoption and keep Eve instead?" Blaine begged, grinning impishly as Xander moaned at the used of his nickname.

"I'm fine with it, but 23 is a bit old, the older they are the harder they are to get adopted," Kurt said back, loving how red Xander was getting. Eve however was laughing, enjoying her boyfriend's fathers very much.

"Ok, is the entire point of this evening to see how much you can embarrass me?" Xander asked, and Kurt, Blaine, Charlotte and Eve all nodded,

"Starting with why you call him Harry Potter." Eve looked to Kurt for an explanation, Kurt grabbed her arm and tucked it under his and Charlotte clapped her hands, squealing in evil glee.

"We'll start with that, then we'll pull out the pictures," Xander charged forward to try to intercept his girlfriend but Blaine grabbed his arm, smiling at him.

"Let him have some fun, if the look she has on her face is any implication, it's going to take a lot more than some naked pictures of you to scare her away," Blaine promised, Xander smiled at first but then his face fell.

"You pulled out the naked ones?" he squeaked, Blaine laughed,

"Oh your dad found some even I hadn't seen." That did nothing to soothe Xander's fears.

"She's beautiful, isn't she," Xander whispered in a dreamy voice that made Blaine smile.

"Third most beautiful person in the entire room," Xander looked at him confused for a moment but then Blaine motioned to Kurt who had thrown his head back to laugh at something Carole had said, "After him." Then Blaine motioned to Charlotte who was dancing with Burt, "And her, sorry, I'm biased." Xander grinned,

"I really do hope I love her in 20 years as much as you love him." Blaine smiled sweetly,

"I'm sure you will, Harry Potter, you've always looked at her like she was the only person in the entire world. I don't see that changing."

Lookin' through the glass I think about the man
That's standing next to me
And I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be

"I know I shouldn't, but sometime I feel guilty for thinking how lucky we are to have you." Xander claimed, "I know Papa would have wanted Dad to be happy, and I do think he somehow made it so that you two got together… but you have been my BB longer than he was physically my Papa, and sometimes I forget that you haven't been there since I was born."

"Xand-" Blaine began but Xander shook his head,

"Do you remember the very first night… during the trial?" Blaine looked at him confused, unsure of where he was going with this, "You treated me like a son, even then."

Xander wiped his eyes, he didn't want to be here; he wanted to be at home, with his Daddy.

"Hey kiddo, you want some dinner?" Mr. Anderson asked, putting a glass of water in front of him. Xander shook his head, looking down at the table, he heard Mr. Anderson sigh and start rambling around in the cabinets. They were silent for a few minutes and it didn't take Xander long to realize that Mr. Anderson was fixing something to eat anyway.

"Mr. Anderson," Xander said softly, still not looking up from the table,

"Call me Blaine." Xander nodded,

"Mr. Blaine," he looked up at the man in time to see him shake his head and smirk slightly. "Do you believe in God?" Mr. Blaine's face fell and he paused for a moment before nodding,

"Yes, I do." Xander pulled his lips to one side of his mouth,

"Then why do you think he let Papa die?" The question seemed to take all the air out of Mr. Blaine and he stared at the four year old before sighing and sitting at the table, taking Xander's hand in his.

"I don't know, he probably needed another angel, and your Papa was so strong and smart that God chose him, so that he can always protect you, even if you can't see him." Xander smiled softly at the thought of his Papa being an angel,

"I miss him." Blaine flinched, he didn't know how to fix this,

"I know you do, but I know he's watching out for you, and I know he's so proud at how brave you are being through all this stuff, having to spend the night away from you Daddy." Xander smiled up at him,

"You think Papa is proud of me?" Mr. Blaine nodded,

"I do, and I know your Daddy is too." Xander's face fell once again,

"He was so sad," Xander whispered, "I just wish he would smile again, like he did before Papa left." Mr. Blaine couldn't stop himself and he leaned over and kissed Xander's head,

"He will one day, kiddo, and I know you will be the first thing to make him smile when he does." Xander smiled again and Blaine silently made it his mission to keep the smile on that little face as much as he possibly could. "Hey, how about after you eat some mac and cheese, we go get some ice cream." Xander's eyes lit up and he grinned,

"Strawberry?" Mr. Blaine chuckled,

"If that's what you want." Xander nodded, beaming and Blaine felt his heart ache, how was he going to say goodbye to this kid?

"Do you remember what I said to you that night? About how Jon was looking down on you and so proud of you?" Xander nodded, blinking rapidly, causing Blaine to once again wonder how this kid wasn't biologically Kurt's, "I think that he is even more proud of you now. Now that he has gotten to see what an incredible young man you've become, and a lot of that is him, you know. He's in your blood and he will always be a part of you." Blaine said, causing Xander to smirk,

"Thanks Mufasa." Blaine smacked his arm,

"I don't know why I even try, you little shit." Xander put his hand over his heart, dramtically,

"Ouch, I may never recover." Blaine gasped and pulled back, smacking Xander's arm over and over, both men laughing as the song ended.

I hope I'm at least half the dad

That he didn't have to be

'Cause he didn't have to be

The end. And yes, Xander repeated something Jon said in Chapter 3, but they are blood. Let me know what you think. I might be persuaded to write one more chapter with Kurt… but I'm not sure. I make no promises. That is why I have changed the status to complete. Thank you so much to all my readers xoxoxo