I'll admitt, I don't love this chapter, but it had to happen to move the plot along. I hope you like it more than I do!

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Chapter 8

"Wow, Kurt," Santana said over the taco salad dinner. "This is actually really good. You snagged a keeper, Anderson."

Blaine grinned, and winked at Kurt. "I know."

"Mommy, today we went to the zoo!" Star interrupted.

Kurt was the only one who saw the look on discomfort on Blaine's face, and he knew that Blaine was again thinking of the rude woman from earlier.

"Did you?" Santana asked. "Was it fun?"

"Uh huh," Star said, nodding enthusiastically. "We saw lions, and tigers, and bears."

"Oh my!" Brittany gasped.

Santana laughed. "I'm glad you had a good time, sweetie."

"Santana," Blaine said suddenly, quietly. "Can we have… a talk later?"

"Um…sure," Santana said, sounding confused. She gave a questioning glance to Kurt who shrugged. He didn't know what Blaine wanted to talk about either, but he had a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with the woman today.

A couple hours after dinner, Blaine put Star to bed. He helped her brush her teeth, and change into pajamas, before tucking her in. After he finished reading her a story, he thought she was asleep, but as he was creeping out of the room, she stopped him.

"Daddy?" She whispered into the dark room.

"Yes, honey?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, baby."

"I know."

Blaine chuckled.

"Daddy?" Star repeated.

"Mhm?"

"Do you and mommy not like each other?"

"Of course we do, sweetie. What makes you think we don't?"

"On the T.V. mommies and daddies mostly live together. But you and mommy don't, because you're gone all the time."

Blaine knew this day would come, and he didn't really mind that he had to explain (in childlike terms, of course,) what being 'gay' was. Still, his heart broke at the way his daughter phrased it, which only strengthened his desire to have a very important chat with Santana.

"Okay, honey. You know how a lot of kids on T.V. have two parents?" Blaine began. He waited for Star's nod of confirmation before continuing. "Well, a lot of those times the parents are a mommy and a daddy. But you live with two mommies who love each other the way a mommy and daddy usually do. Do you understand?"

Star nodded slowly. "I think so. Two mommies instead of one of each?"

"That's right. But you need a mommy and a daddy to make a baby. So that's where I come in."

"Oh. So do you and mommy love each other the way she loves mommy?"

"No, honey. You're mommy and I are just very close friends. And so I… helped her make a baby for her to share with your other mommy. That doesn't mean I don't like your mom. I love both of your moms very much."

"Oh. Okay. Since mommy is taken, are you gonna find another pretty lady to love?"

Blaine sighed. He had never expected his daughter to be so questioning of his love life at such a young age. Not to mention he was running out of ways of explaining. "Um… no honey. Just like your mommy likes another lady, I like… other boys."

"Oh." She wrinkled her nose. "But boys are gross."

Blaine laughed. "Only some of them. Now, sweetheart, it's time for you to get some sleep."

"Okay. 'Night, daddy."

"Goodnight," he said, pulling the blankets around her and kissing her on the forehead. "I love you."

"Love you too," she muttered sleepily.

Blaine shut her bedroom door quietly as he left.

"So." Santana said, from right behind him.

Startled, Blaine jumped. "Jesus!" He exclaimed.

She giggled as he turned. "Sorry," she said, but didn't sound like it. "What is it you want to talk about?"

"Um…maybe we should sit down," Blaine suggested, suddenly nervous to broach the subject.

"Okay," Santana said, sounding confused. Brittany and Kurt were sitting in the living room already, so Blaine and Santana went into the room the latter shared with Brittany, and sat next to each other on the edge of the bed.

Blaine took a moment to collect his thoughts. "Santana… when you found out you were pregnant we made a deal. We agreed that I would visit at least once a month, and that I'd pay half on everything. It wasn't easy but… I've made good on that deal, San. I've never missed a visit, I've paid for her things, I…" Blaine felt suddenly overcome with emotion. Blinking back tears he continued, "I have worked so hard over the last few years to make sure that little girl is happy. I love her, so, so much. But…I'm out of school now. I have two steady jobs, I… I'm more prepared than I was when she was born. And that's why I'm asking… Santana, I want to see my daughter more."

Santana was silent for a moment. Blaine heard the T.V. in the other room, heard Kurt and Brittany's chatter, heard his daughter's mother sigh next to him. "How much more?"

It wasn't a no.

"I'm not sure. I thought we could work that out together. And I don't mean just more visits, by the way. I want her to stay with me, in Lima." Blaine said bravely.

"I don't think you're ready," Santana said.

"I am. I know I am. I'll do anything, just… give me a chance."

"I'm not taking a chance with my child, Blaine!" Santana said, her voice steadily increasing with each word.

"She's my child too," Blaine said, trying not to raise his voice to match hers.

"Blaine. You work two jobs. How are you even going to make time for her? At least here, I can look after Star while Brittany's at work. You can't work and look after her, and I'm not letting you take her to Lima just to dump her in the hands of a nanny."

"I'll make it work. I… please Santana. At least try to be open to the idea."

"I don't need to have this talk with you, Anderson. You're lucky I let you see her at all, I could easily get full custody, you know the court would be on my side. I'm older, I have a steadier income and better living situation. I don't want to do that too you, but…you need to understand, okay? You think you're all grown up and ready for this, but you're not."

"Please, Santana. Please. I know I can do this. You know I can do this. I love her so much. I know you only want what's best for her, but I do to. I could give her that too."

Santana was quiet another long moment. Blaine could now hear that the television had turned off, and the living room had gone quiet. Brittany and Kurt were listening to the argument, but how much they had heard Blaine wasn't sure.

"Can I sleep on the idea?" Santana asked finally.

"Yes. Oh my God, yes. Thank you," Blaine said, and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead before standing up. It brought Santana back to the evening that Star was conceived, when Blaine had kissed her on the forehead then. Snapping back to the present, she looked at Blaine. He really had come so far, but he still had far to go.

"I said we'd talk about it," Santana said. "Don't get too excited."

Blaine smiled anyways, like he knew she'd given in. "Goodnight," he grinned, and left the room.

Brittany was alone in the living room, so Blaine wished her a goodnight as well, and found his boyfriend in the bedroom they were sharing. Kurt was in his pajamas, and spread out on his back on the bed like a starfish. Blaine laughed, "You're a freak."

"Yeah, but I'm your freak so… it's allowed."

"Seems fair," Blaine said.

Kurt sat up. "Is everything okay between you and Santana?" Blaine nodded. "What were you two talking about anyway? Brittany and I heard Santana yell at some point…"

"I asked her if I could see Star more often. Like, if Star could stay with me in Lima at some point."

"What did she say?"

"She'd think about it."

"Oh," Kurt said. For some reason he seemed less thrilled than Blaine had hoped. Maybe it was just because Blaine was so excited about the possibility he wanted everyone else to be excited too. Especially Kurt, who was quickly becoming the love of his life.

"Um… are you… okay with that?" Blaine asked timidly.

Kurt tried to answer as honestly as he could, so he was hesitant, trying to find the right words. "I… Blaine, I just found out about her existence, like, a week ago. This is still all new to me. But… I love you, and you can obviously do whatever you want. I would never want to hold you back from your child."

Blaine laid his hand softly on Kurt's and gently told him, "You never could. I love you Kurt, more than words can say, but if I have to choose… it's going to be her. Hopefully I never have to; because at this point I can't picture my life without you in it but… it's always going to be her. And if you can't…I don't want to say 'handle that' but… well, if that's the case I'd like to know as soon as-"

"Whoa, there, Blainers," Kurt interrupted. "I…I really think I'm in this for the long haul. Star's going to take getting used to, but I'm willing to try. For you. For us."

"Thank you," Blaine said breathlessly, his eyes suddenly wet. "Because I don't know if I could do this without you."