Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, obviously. I just have fun taking what RIB have created & using it for my own amusement – which I naturally share with all of my fellow Gleeks. I make no profit from any of this, unless the fun I get to have counts in some way…

A/n: So, someone requested that I write a sequel for Still Need You Around, and I've come up with an idea. Which means that now you all get to see more of Kurt and Blaine's adventures dealing with NF2. I was also going to wait a bit longer to upload this, but I decided I should go ahead and gauge the interest in this before I wrote too much of it. Plus uploading this gives me a reason to procrastinate a bit more in writing my paper on Wicked. Enjoy!

Somehow, Kurt just knew that this was going to be one of those days when no amount of remembering the good things that had happened to them was going to help get through what they were facing. Kurt gently scratched at Blaine's scalp, hoping it would help the other man relax somewhat. Neither of them had really slept much the night before, knowing that Blaine's doctor's appointment this morning would be bringing at least some degree of bad news. The biggest issue was that neither of them really knew exactly what to expect, other than knowing that there were auditory nerve tumors that would have to be removed. The only question was when, and how bad it would be.

"I should get ready… I'll need to leave soon if I don't want to be late," Blaine finally commented, extricating himself from Kurt's grasp and climbing out of the bed.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Kurt asked, sitting up. He hadn't gone to many of these appointments, mostly because they usually occurred when he was either at school or work. But he'd taken the day off, knowing that whatever happened Blaine was going to need moral support today. So Kurt watched as Blaine stopped walking towards the bathroom, as if he was thinking about it for a moment.

"I… I think that might be a good idea. In case it's bad…" Blaine replied. Kurt could see the tension in Blaine's muscles as the shorter man thought about what he was saying and all of the potential problems.

"It won't be… it can't be, you saw the doctor just a few months ago…"

"And I've been known to develop new tumors in that amount of time. And they grow fast," Blaine replied. Kurt sighed. He knew that Blaine was right, of course. They'd already been through this kind of drama twice since Kurt had moved to New York for NYADA – once just after he finished his freshman year, and again a little more than a year after Blaine had joined him in the city to go to NYU. The second time had been by far the worst, as they had removed six medium-sized tumors from various parts of Blaine's brain. Since then Blaine had done well, with only a couple of small tumors that didn't seem to be progressing very rapidly at every MRI since then.

But then Blaine had started having trouble with his ears – first tinnitus, followed by episodes of vertigo and a gradual reduction in his ability to hear. While he could still hear people talking to him, Kurt could tell that he was starting to struggle. Which meant they were looking at more surgery, and potentially major complications if the doctor couldn't find a way to salvage his auditory nerve.

Kurt got out of bed quickly, walking over to the dresser he shared with his boyfriend and pulling out clothing for both of them so that they could get ready and get out the door as quickly as possible. Kurt knew that the best thing they could do was just get this over with and find out exactly what they were facing.

"I'm not sure I can do this… not today." Kurt looked up as Blaine walked out of the bathroom, looking incredibly frustrated and upset and immediately walked over to him, wrapping his arms around Blaine's body as he started to sob against Kurt's shoulder.

"Hey… it's okay. It's all going to be okay," Kurt replied, rubbing small circles on Blaine's back as he tried to comfort the man. "We don't know what's going on, we can't freak out until we know what we have to deal with this time."

"But this is still just the beginning, Kurt… I have years of dealing with this ahead of me. And there's still time for you to get out of this before it gets bad…"

"Blaine, stop." Kurt pulled away, putting his hands on either side of Blaine's face and looking the boy in the eyes. "I'm not leaving. Trust me, if I wasn't ready to deal with this I would be long gone by now. We've been together for more than five years now… through three surgeries. And I'm not going to leave you because of this." Kurt leaned in and pressed a kiss against Blaine's lips. "Just give yourself a minute to calm down, okay? You're going to be okay. We're going to be okay."

Kurt smiled as Blaine nodded in response to his instructions, moving over towards the bed and picking up the clothes Kurt had picked out for him. Kurt chose to go ahead and get ready in the bathroom while Blaine got dressed, knowing that Blaine would be okay. They'd gotten through this kind of breakdown before – many times, in fact. But Kurt had always gotten Blaine to calm down and think rationally in the past, and he was sure that it would happen again.

"Can we get bagels and coffee? On the way to the doctor's office?" Kurt smiled as Blaine whispered the words from the doorway of the bathroom as Kurt finished brushing his teeth.

"Yeah, if that's what you want for breakfast," Kurt replied, reaching out and squeezing Blaine's hand gently. "I was kind of hoping that you would want something like that for breakfast, since I don't think we really have time to actually make something to eat."

It didn't take that long for them to finish getting ready, and Kurt was thankful that the line at their usual coffee shop was short because they were a little short on time.

"Doctor's appointment?" Chloe, one of their favorite baristas asked as she passed over Blaine's medium drip and Kurt's mocha latte as well as their bagels.

"Yeah… and it's looking like we might actually get a definitive diagnosis this time around," Kurt replied with a slight smile.

"But that's a good thing, right? I mean, it means you'll finally have answers…"

"It's just scary… we know there are going to be more tumors, because there have been more each time he's been to the doctor. But knowing what's coming is kind of overwhelming," Kurt replied. "Thanks, Chloe."

Kurt leaned down and pressed a quick kiss against Blaine's cheek as he walked out to the coffee shop's patio area, where he'd left Blaine to wait on him. He passed Blaine's coffee to the other man, before handing him a bagel to eat as they walked the rest of the way to the hospital annex that held the doctor's office. It had been one of the reasons they'd chosen their apartment when they'd moved a few months earlier – their new place was closer to both Blaine's doctor and NYU, not to mention Kurt's new job in the theater district.

"You'll call my mom and let her know what's going on, right?" Kurt rolled his eyes; they had already been through this conversation. Twice. But the thought of potentially losing his hearing seemed to have driven Blaine to distraction, because he kept asking this same question.

"If you're too upset, you know I'll call her. I'd call anyone that you thought needed to know, if you couldn't do it," Kurt replied. "But you're going to be okay… we can get through this, just like we've gotten through all of the other times something has happened. You'll be fine, okay?" Blaine nodded, but Kurt could tell he was still distracted as they made their way down the street, out of Murray Hill and towards the hospital. It wasn't until they were standing just outside the doors, finishing off their breakfasts that Kurt turned to Blaine, forcing the other man to look him in the eyes. "This is just another bump in the road, okay? No matter what happens today, you can do this. You're going to be okay." Kurt watched as Blaine nodded, smiling.

"Thank you, Kurt."