While People Die, Names Live On. (a GLEE Klaine fan-fiction)

Author's Note: Usually when I write, I don't write it in it's purest form. I've decided, with this piece, I'll just leave it how it looks in my mind...a Klaine fanfic. Hope you enjoy! (P.S: The main reason I don't put my stories on Wattpad in their purest form is so that I don't have to say this: I don't own Glee or Klaine. Yea, I'm lazy!)

Kurt Hummel is cursed. No one can deny that. The people he love always go into Death's waiting arms sooner or later. Who's next to die? Santana? Rachel? Mercedes?

     Blaine?

     The thought still haunts him ten years after Finn's death. He attended the funeral with Blaine at his side, afterwords sobbing in his arms. As they lowered his brother into the ground, Kurt Hummel had but one thought.

     Why does everyone have to die?

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     "Kurt? Did you hear me?" Blaine asked, snapping him back into reality.

     "I'm sorry, honey." Kurt apologized, "I just have a lot on my mind."

     "I was asking if you had given any thought on baby names." Blaine repeated.

    Just a few months ago, Samantha, a friend of Rachel's, left her husband when she was three months pregnant. She couldn't raise a baby on her own, so Rachel introduced her to Kurt and Blaine. One thing lead to another, and Kurt and Blaine were about to become fathers to a healthy baby girl.

     "Well, you know how much I want to name my first daughter Elizabeth after my mother, but..." Kurt began.

     "But what?" Blaine asked, reaching for Kurt's hand.

     He took a deep breath to give him the strength to continue.

     "Lately, I've been thinking a lot...about Finn." Kurt continued, saying his stepbrother's name for the first time in a decade. "I've been trying to forget about him, but I've realized...he wouldn't want me to completely forget him. Which also lead to the thought that Finn would also make a beautiful name for a beautiful baby girl."

     Blaine kissed Kurt's knuckle where his wedding ring sat proudly.

     "I love you." Blaine whispered.

     "I'll take that as a yes?" Kurt asked, quoting his own prom proposal all those years ago.

     "Finn Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson?" Blaine asked.

     "Finn Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson." Kurt claryfied.

     "Our daughter." Blaine sighed.

     The phone rang suddenly. Blaine checked the caller ID, and he answered it immediately.

     "Hello? Rachel?" Blaine talked into the phone, "Oh my god, now? She's so early!"

     Kurt perked up in his seat, paralized.

     "We'll be there as soon as we can. Bye." Blaine finished, placing the phone back on the charger.

     "What is it?" Kurt asked, knowing well what's happening.

     Blaine stood by the phone, as paralized as he is. He slowly turned around and said what Kurt knew he was going to say.

     "Finn's coming."

(Author's Note: Should I continue this or just leave it here? Let me know in the comments!)