A/N: I'm gonna let you know right now if anyone reads this, all I know about medical terms and procedures is from Scrubs and if Jack had to go into Doctor mode on Lost. I'll google some stuff but don't expect it to be super detailed. Story time now. For time purposes I read it usually take about 15 years to complete everything but I'm going to make it 10. Kurt is 33 and Blaine is 32.

If you had asked Kurt Hummel what he wanted to be when he was 17 and still had dreams of Broadway he would have laughed in your face if you told him he would be a surgeon at Beth Israel hospital. Some dreams come true, like for his friends Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones who are a professional Broadway star and a Grammy nominated artist respectively. Some don't, like for Kurt Hummel and Santana Lopez who went into a field of medicine and a nursing degree.

Kurt did try for Broadway at first; he got a degree at NYADA and everything. But it never took off from there. He never got any callbacks and when that started happening he did try to write his own roles like his father suggested but he could never find the spark to think of a storyline. So with nobody looking for a 'Kurt Hummel' type he took some time to figure out what he wanted to do. While he loved fashion and liked to design clothes he had no passion to do it professionally. When he was younger after his mom passed away from a car crash he had a dream to be whatever it was the people did that tried to save her. It lasted about 2 weeks. He later found out those people were also called surgeons. He always did admire them and it would be a respectable job. He got his laptop out and researched some schools for it and then called his dad to ask his opinion on it, this was a big deal after all and it needed the assistance of his father. Burt told Kurt that if it was something that would really make him happy he should try it, go for a year see if you like it. First Kurt had to get an undergraduate degree in Science. He worked hard, did summer and winter classes and got his degree in three years. He found he really liked it so it wasn't strenuous or boring work, most of the time. Next he applied to NYU Langone Medical Center for a medical degree in Surgery. With financial aid and a pell grant he only had to pay about $2,000 out of pocket, which his dad had helped him with, and they paid together with the money Kurt had saved from previous jobs. And finally came Residency, which was another 5 years.

It took a long, long time of hard work, weekends spent studying instead of partying, and lots of caffeine but Kurt graduated in the top 10 in his class with a degree as a General Surgeon. He got a job at Beth Israel about 4 months later and everything was good for a year or so. He had a lot of successful surgeries and made it a habit to get to know his patients. But a good period of time is always followed by a bad. Kurt and his team went through a period of time where 7 patients of theirs in a row flat-lined. It was beyond devastating. Kurt had to take time off from work and do therapy. He vowed to never get close to patients again; it was too much if something happened to them, especially a little kid, which was one of the 7 patients who flat-lined, during that bad time. So Kurt became distant at his work place, reserved, only talking about the best way to help patients. But sometimes the best way is with a simple conversation. The only person he talked to at work was Santana who had transferred from St. Luke's because she had problems with the other nurses. Over the years she had mellowed out but could still get in your face if need be which was what happened at St. Luke's resulting in the transfer.

Kurt still loved his job but he wasn't as in love with it as he once was. No matter how much you prepare for it and are told about it death just hits people in different ways. And for Kurt it hit him a lot harder than he thought.

Kurt woke up refreshed on Thursday. He had the day off yesterday to prepare him for the double shift he had today. He was to go in at 5 p.m. and get off at 9 a.m. on Friday. He got up and brushed his teeth then moved to shower. He dressed comfortably and grabbed his crocs and put them in his book bag and left to go get some breakfast, even though it was lunch time, feeling to lazy to make himself some. He lived in Tribeca, which was conveniently not far at all from his work place. He walked their most days so after he got his first meal of the day consisting of egg whites and turkey bacon and a little mozzarella with a coffee he walked to work while eating on the way.

He was about 15 minutes early so he headed over to the nurses station to see if Santana was in and walked over to her when he saw she was.

"Hey Hummel," she said when she saw him.

"Hey, how are you?"

"OK, tired. I'm with you tonight on your double so I expects you to fetch me coffee."

"OK," he said with a small smile, "Hey, how's Brittany, she hasn't stopped by in a while."

"She's good, you should come over one day. We could have dinner or whatever it is adults do for fun."

"Maybe."

"Did you hear about the new pediatrician, he's delicious, you should tap that."

"Watch out Santana, your straightness is showing, and you know I don't associate with anyone at work besides you," he said with a frown. She was always trying to get him to be back how he used to be.

"Shame," she said disappointed. "Well he's also working a night shift tonight, you'll probably run into him. Kurt I really wish you would talk mo-."

"Save it Santana, it's not going to happen," he said harshly and she glared at him. "Just leave it, please, it's easier like this. I have to go get my scrubs on, dinner later?" Dinner would consist of the crappy café they had that had good food rarely.

"Sure. Later."

It was a slow day; no surgeries to be done as of yet, nobody to talk too, which was his fault. Kurt was extremely bored. He left to walk around for a little. He made sure his beeper was on in case something came up and walked to the fourth floor, which had the vending machine with the candy Kurt actually liked. He went to pull out his wallet and groaned when he realized he forgot to take it out of his jeans when he changed into his scrubs.

"Did the vending machine do something to offend you?"

Kurt turned around to see a man a little shorter than himself that he had never seen before. He furrowed his eyebrows, "No. Why?"

"Well you were glaring at it like it just told you the worst news you could ever hear or something," he said with a smile.

Kurt didn't even realize that he had done that, "Oh, no I just realized that I forgot my wallet in my locker."

"Here," the man said and pulled out a dollar and handed it to Kurt.

"What? No, it's fine, I'll just get something later."

"Why," he said with a laugh, "It's just a dollar, seriously take it," he said and grabbed Kurt's hand and put it in his palm.

"Thank you…"

"Blaine," he said with a grin.

"Thanks Blaine," he said as he inserted the dollar and punched in the code for a Reese's Pieces', his personal weakness and turned to leave to head back upstairs.

"Hey, don't I get a name," he heard Blaine shout.

"No," he said without turning and walking into the stairway.

A/N: That's chapter one. Chapter two is done, I just need to go over it, expect it Sunday if anyone is reading this. Read and review?