No Matter what, No Matter where

2016

Blaine's heart stopped in his chest as the words repeated in his head: "Mr. Hummel-Anderson, the only way your husband will pull through is if we freeze him indefinitely."

It was too weird and wrong and how? How could this happen? After everything that Kurt Hummel-Anderson had been through, he was going to be in a fixed sleep just so that he could live in what five years? Ten years? How was Blaine supposed to go without his husband, the man he had been married to for two years for that long a time.

He would though, he would wait a million years when it came to it if there was the promise of Kurt. Blaine took a deep breath in, "Is there any..." he struggled as the doctor shook his head and the curly haired male nodded, "He'd be kept safe through it all right? I'd be alerted to any change in his situation?"

"We'll keep you notified and in close contact," the doctor agreed as Blaine looked away, he let a sob pull from his throat that he didn't expect to come. Blaine wasn't aware of how red and tear filled his eyes had become or how pale he looked or the nervous posture of his body.

All that mattered right now was Kurt.

Blaine took another breath in, "I-I'd like him to keep his ring," he whispered as everything seemed to crash down on him. This might be the last moment that he could talk to his husband, the love of his life. It was as if he was sending Kurt off to his death and although Kurt had the final decision, Blaine felt awful. How could Kurt have gotten such a disease or illness that no one knew about? How unintelligent were these doctors?

"I think that can be arranged," the doctor said tensely, "However Mr Hummel-Anderson it might be several years until Kurt is able to be brought back, at that time you may be at least six years older than him."

Blaine took another deep breath, he knew that there were laws stating that he couldn't be frozen. It would be hard but if there was always the promise of Kurt then wasn't that achievable, "I'll wait for him, I promise."

….

The day grew increasingly harder from that moment on, Kurt had agreed to do the treatment and though he had thrown a few snarky responses at the medical team, he knew that Blaine was there for him and would remain there for him. The two had done all of Kurt's favorite things, eaten cheesecake, gone shopping for some vintage items and clothes for Blaine, and talked over coffee.

A lot of deep conversations happened.

Now it was nearing the time for Kurt to be frozen, to go through a process that would change everything in their lives and the twenty-two year old Blaine would never be able to be ready for this.

"I'll wait for you," Blaine whispered, trying to hold Kurt's hand as he looked at the weird kind of aquatic suit that Kurt was wearing.

"Blaine," Kurt said slowly, touching Blaine's cheek, "You can't..."

"No," he said stubbornly, "I will. If I get old will you still love me?"

"As long as you're you then I will always love you, but Blaine is it wor-"

Blaine shot Kurt one of those looks that said that he seriously loved Kurt, "You're worth everything to me," he said boldly and Kurt nodded. Kurt leaned in and placed a hand on Blaine's cheek and then kissed him as Blaine returned the kiss, tears starting to fall.

The door opened, surprising the two of them and Blaine felt his chest start to plummet until he caught Burt standing there. Without many words Burt came over, visibly shaken, and held Kurt tightly in his arms.

"I love you Kurt, I'll be keeping an eye on whatever it is that they are doing, always," Burt promised and Kurt looked at his dad, that forty five year old in front of him.

"I love you too dad," the brunette whispered and soon the doctors had led Kurt away.

Blaine felt as if he had died that day.

2036

"Dr. Hummel," a second-year resident called out as she quickly followed the forty-two year old chief of medicine, Blaine Hummel-Anderson, down the hallways of the hospital. "I wanted to get your signature on some of these forms," she smiled as Blaine looked over them, reviewing them.

"I want to get a confirmation on the blood work, run another biochemical analysis, this is a human life we're talking about, we need to be as close to one-hundred percent certain as possible," he said before quickly looking over the other sheet and signing his name on that.

"Right chief," the doctor nodded before finding a nurse and telling her the details as Blaine quickly scanned the area of the hospital. He glanced down at his pen which had the time and date flashing down the side. He ran a finger down the side, adjusting the nib to his desired length and sighed.

Today was the day and he felt so so nervous about it.

Over the past twenty years he had dropped out of NYADA and attended Columbia as pre med and gone on to Yale to get his other qualifications, after getting a job at a smaller hospital near Queens he had climbed the ladders and become chief of medicine at the hospital where Kurt was, he was the youngest chief of medicine at that time in the hospital's history. He had studied textbooks over and over again and taken years to develop just the drug that Kurt needed to cure his sickness, it had taken him ten years to perfect it and then drug administration boards had been reviewing it for five years before they had decided last month to allow Blaine to use it and now, now Kurt was going to come back.

Come back to this glasses wearing, curly haired, sometimes (right now) bearded chief of medicine who had always loved him and waited for him for such a painful twenty years. Kurt was going to be twenty-three again and here Blaine was, forty-two years old.

However, even if Kurt refused to be with him, it was worth it. If he could see Kurt smile again then it was all worth it.

"Doctor Hummel," a six-year physician smiled as he came to sit down next to Blaine. "Are you sure you won't come out for a little guys night tonight? The guys are asking me why you've never dated."

Blaine raised an eyebrow, "Doctor Newberg, do I have to remind everyone that I'm married." He grinned as he pressed the button to pull up a chair on the rotator belt. "Plus I'll hopefully be with my husband after today. I'm scheduled to take him out of cryogenic sleep in about forty five minutes. Trying to prepare myself, he doesn't know he's returning to this old body."

"It's a good thing you got your weight under control," Tom Newberg smiled, "Or is this the reason that you've been exercising so much for the past two years."

Blaine sighed looking down as he tried to think. He stood up slowly, "There's nothing that could prepare me for this, let's just hope it's as good as I imagined it."

He took slow steps towards the research room and quickly the other doctors and nurses he would be working with followed him in, there was so much doubt on the former Warblers mind as he worked on bringing Kurt back, first by changing the ph of the water and then very slowly altering the temperature.

It was terrifying in a way to see Kurt like this, after so long Kurt was still as Blaine remembered him and Blaine, well Blaine definitely wasn't. He had already discussed it with many of the old McKinley group members and with Burt and Carole about this and they had decided to let Kurt try to get used to the idea of Blaine as he was now before entering the picture.

Too much at once would be overwhelming for Kurt.

After almost two hours of work, Blaine had moved Kurt very gently onto a hospital gurney and instructed the other doctors to keep him safe and warm, several plugs and needles were used and an IV placed, a respirator was placed upon his mouth and Blaine noticed Kurt's eyes flickering open as he injected Kurt with phase one of the treatment.

He stood back, with a deep breath as he caught Kurt's eyes starting to open further.

"I want you to give him the BEST treatment possible, we've already managed to secure a temporary residence in the Wallherberg room," he said though his voice was shaky and his hand couldn't stop shaking.

Kurt was looking around, so much of this was different and then there was the doctors around him, had it worked? Had they found some kind of cure and how long had it been? Was Blaine going to come soon? He couldn't see the world very clearly and then he heard a name being addressed to one of the doctors.

"Doctor Hummel," the nurse began, "Are you okay? Do you need something, is there an issue with the patient?"

Kurt struggled to look over and his eyes widened in shock as he caught the doctor in his forties, those were Blaine's eyes but the age of this man, he knew there was a chance but...was this Blaine? Tears filled his eyes as he was moved through the hospital and the doctor wasn't keeping eye contact with him, he seemed to be breaking inside and Kurt knew this was Blaine. Blaine always acted like that when he was scared or upset.

Kurt needed to make sure that Blaine knew Kurt wanted to interact with him but with the respirator on it was hard, he slowly slipped his fingers in between Blaine's and registered the shock on the doctors face as the two made eye contact.

Kurt mouthed the words 'I love you' under the mask and Blaine choked as he held Kurt's hand.

"I love you too," he whispered and he held Kurt's hand, gently holding it with a tighter grip than before.

These hands were meant to hold one another fearlessly and forever.

Part Two Coming Soon