Hi! This is my second story! I am excited! I was not expecting anything that was going to happen in the 'Michael' episode, but it gave me so many idea's for stories, and this is one of them. That episode was so good though, like-. Ok, I will be here for a long time if I got into that. I can't wait for the next bunch of episodes!

I hope you enjoy this story. Please review, they make me happy :) and i will give you a virtual cookie! Try to keep them positive, but constructive criticism is accepted :)

This story is going to be slightly angsty, just warning you. I will put warning in front of the chapters and stuff.

There are going to be more chapters and what not to this story. I will update when I have time. I don't know how long that would be, but I am not promising an update everyday or anything!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, it would be totally different if I did. I do own my own characters, for example Matthew :)

Thanks for reading! Enjoy.


When Sebastian slushied Blaine, Kurt wasn't expecting that Blaine would yell. He wasn't expecting Blaine to take the slushy instead of Kurt. When Blaine wouldn't get up, he knew there was a problem.

"Blaine, honey, its just a slushy, get up." He said. It seemed like Blaine didn't even hear him, cause he just kept covering his eyes and yelling.

"Guys, this isn't a normal slushy." Tina said, always the wisest of the group, as she was looking at the slushy that was on the ground, and she could see small rocks or something in it. "There's something in it. Take him to the hospital."

Kurt felt his heart break, realizing that Blaine was hurt, and that this were meant for him.

Puck and Finn got Blaine off the ground, rather forcefully, and Kurt dragged him to the car. Blaine still refused to open his eyes. They sped off to the hospital, which is where they were now.


This is not where Kurt wanted to be. He and Blaine were supposed to be at his house, watching Disney movies and snuggling.

"Kurt, he'll be fine. Don't worry." Mercedes was saying, but he wasn't really listening. He could see Blaine lying there in the slushy, which now that he realized looked like blood. He shivered from the thought.

"Blaine Anderson?" A nurse called. The group all stood up, taking the nurse by surprise. "Any of you family?" she asked. Everybody looked at Kurt.

"I'm, um, his boyfriend." He said. "Sorry sweetheart by family only." Kurt knew he had no chance of changing that rule so he decided to not waste his voice.

"Can you at least tell us what's wrong with him?" Finn asked, slightly rudely, but you couldn't expect a lot from Finn."

"Well, I don't really know at the moment, the doctors are still looking at him, but even if I did I am not authorized to tell you. How about you guys sit down for now?" She asked. They all nodded and went back to sitting around the waiting room, taking up an entire corner of the room.

"When I get the chance, I am going to find those Gargles and beat the shit out of them, including that one who slushied him." "Warblers, Puck, Warblers." Kurt said, not really putting any emotion in his words. "And don't bother, these guys have money, you would end up in Juvie faster the u can say 'waffle'."

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, a door snapping open, and a man of about 20 years came in. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt, with a leather jacket on top. He had curly hair, hazel eyes, and was very attractive. He could feel Santana checking him out.

He walked up to the desk, and said, "Where is he! I need to see him! This cannot happen again! I have been here enough! What did that bastard of a man do something to him again?" The nurse looked slightly scared, but then she put up the mask that a lot of nurses wear back on. Kurt was wondering what he was talking about.

"Who are you looking for, and what is your name?" The nurse asks. Kurt and all the New Directions are still watching, having nothing better to do.

"Matthew Anderson, looking for Blaine Anderson." The man said, almost absentmindedly.

The New Directions all snapped their heads up at the same time, staring at the man.

Matthew, sensing that people were watching him, slowly turned around, to find about 15 teenagers staring at him. "What?" he asked. Before they could answer, a nurse rushed up to him, and gave him some forms to fill out.

As he was filling out the forms, his phone went off. He glared at the name, and picked it up. "What do you want?" his voice was laced with anger. Something on the other side of the phone must have alarmed him, cause his eyes widened, and he started saying, "NO, no no no, you don't need to come. Everything's fine, don't worry." After a few minutes, he said "Fine, I'll see you when you get here."

As soon as he hung up, he literally ran to the nurse's station and started talking pretty loudly to the nurse. "You can't let him in there! He's the reason that Blaine's been here like half the time! When he comes I am going to end up in here by myself if I so much as speak out of place! Blaine is not going to want to see him! Please! You can't—" But before he could finish talking, a booming figure walked through the door.

Matthew visible gulped, even the New Directions could here him. He walked up to the man, almost saluting the man, who was glaring at him.

"Dad."