Fiiiiinally typed this one up – for my beautiful Patricia Sage :3

"911 emergency services-"
"Hey … uh, help, I … I just-"
"Calm down, sir. Which service do you need?"
"Ambulance – oh my god, send an ambulance to the corner of Court Avenue-"
"What's happened, sir?"
"I just … oh god, he came out of nowhere – he's just a kid … I, uh, I hit him with my car, but I didn't mean to – oh my god-"
"Okay, sir, I'm going to need you to calm down. The ambulance has been dispatched. I'm going to need to take your details – what's your name?"
"Cooper. Cooper Anderson."

*o*o*

"Blaine, honey, what's wrong?"
"Coop should be here by now, mom! What if something's wrong? The roads are pretty dangerous in this weather-"
"He'll be fine – he's such a careful driver. He probably just got held up by that pretty girlfriend of his … Blaine Anderson, what is that ridiculous ringtone? But see? That's probably him now-"
"Cooper, you- oh! Hi sir- I mean, Burt. What? You mean … oh my god, I'm on my way. Mom, I have to go."
"Blaine, sweetheart, what is it?"
"It's Kurt. I've got to go now."
"But Blaine-"
"Bye, mom."

*o*o*

"Excuse me? I'm here to see my – uh – friend. His name's Kurt Hummel. He just got hi-hit by a car-"
"Friend, you say? Well, I'm afraid it's family only at the moment-"
"He's his cousin."
"Sorry, sir?"
"I'm Kurt's father and this is my nephew. We'd like to go in and see him now."
"Of course, sir. Let me just check with the doctor."

"Thanks si-Burt."
"No problem, kiddo."
"Is he … is he okay?"
"Well, they couldn't tell me much, but it's not life-threatening."
"How did it … how did it happen?"
"Well, it was something to do with it being dark and Kurt's black clothes… and the ice on the roads … the idiot who did it's hanging around here somewhere – he feels guilty as hell – as he should!"
"God! I can't believe he has the nerve to- oh, sorry …"
"What on earth is your ringtone?"
"Uh, it's a long story … sorry, I have to get this – it's my brother … uh, Coop? Hi, I'm- what? I'm … I'm at the hospital too. No, no, I'm fine- you what? …Coop, turn around."
"Blaine, kid, that's the guys who-"
"Shit."

*o*o*

"Blaine? Wait – what? Sir, you know …"
"Cooper. Coop, that's Kurt in there. You hit Kurt with your car."
"As in Kurt Kurt? As in I'm so in love with him but I don't know how to say it Kurt?"
"Coop! This is his father! But yeah, that one. What the hell happened?!"
"I -"
"Excuse me, Sir? You and your nephew can come in and see him now."
"Cooper, wait here. And for god's sake, call mom and tell her what's going on."

*o*o*

"Bl-aine?"
"Oh, Kurt, baby, I'm here – oh my god, is that blood?"
"I'm okay, Blaine – dad?"
"I'm here, buddy. How're you doing? You scared us!"
"My head hurts a little, and my ribs are kinda sore, but I'm fine."
"God, I'm going to kill Cooper…"
"Wait, what? Wasn't your brother coming down thi-is weekend?"
"It was him."
"Huh?"
"He hit you. He's such an idiot. And now you're hurt, and-"
"Blaine, oh my god, is he okay?"
"Is he okay? Kurt, kid, are you sure your head's alright?"
"God, dad – it must be pretty traumatising to hit someone with a car!"
"Kurt, he's feeling guilty, but he's fine."
"But no! It wasn't his fault! I was wearing dark clothes, so I can't have been easy to see, and I had my i-pod in, so I didn't even hear him coming, and-"
"Baby, don't you dare blame yourself, okay? Cooper's an ass."
"Tell him I'm sorry?"
"What?"
"Tell Cooper-"
"I think he'd rather have forgiveness and to know you're alright."
"Well, tell him that too, okay?"
"Sure, babe. Anything you want."
"Excuse me? Visiting time's over. You can come back and see him tomorrow. He'll probably be discharged within the next few days."
"Okay – thank you. Kurt, you listen to me now – rest and focus on getting better – ya hear me?"
"Of course, dad. Love you."
"I love you too, kid. I'm so glad you're okay."
"I love you, Blaine."
"Love you. See you soon."
"Yeah. And stop worrying!"

*o*o*

"Come on, Coop, we're going home. Burt, I … thanks for calling me and letting me see him … and-"
"Anytime, kiddo. Anytime."
"See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, sure, kid. Try and get some rest."
"I'll try."

*o*o*

"Blaine, say something."
"No, Coop, I'm focussing on the road. You know, so I don't hit someone."
"God, Blaine, you think I don't feel awful? And the fact that it was your boyfriend? I can't-"
"Shut up, Coop."
"I- sorry."

*o*o*

"Cooper! Oh my god, sweetheart! We were so worried! What was it you said? You hit a kid with your car?"
"Dumb kid – must've come out of nowhere."
"No, dad, he didn't. It was my own fault. I wasn't concentrating, and the ice, and-"
"Oh, and Blaine? We need to have words – what's this I hear about you running out on your mother?"
"Oh, give the kid a break, dad, his boyfriend was in hospital-"
"Coop, don't-"
"Wait – Cooper, you hit his friend?"
"His boyfriend, yeah."
"Good job, son. He needs some sense knocked into him-"
"Dad! How dare you?"
"Coop, leave it-"
"No, Blaine. Come on – we're getting out of here."
"But Cooper, sweetie, I made your favourite-"
"I don't care, mom. Blaine's more important to me."

*o*o*

"Thanks."
"For what? For being a halfway decent fucking human being?"
"It's just … it's nice having someone to stand up to him for me."
"Sorry you have to live with them, B."
"It's not your fault."
"Sorry for hitting your boyfriend with my car."
"Well that kinda was your fault. But Kurt says he forgives you."
"Awesome."
"Doesn't mean I do, though."
"Oh. Will milkshakes help?"
"You know me so well."

*o*o*

"I'll have a vanilla-strawberry, and a banana-peanut-butter with chocolate sauce for Squirt, here."
"… You remember?"
"Duh. Now, do I get to see Kurt tomorrow? You know, to apologise, to quiz him about your sex life …"
"Watch it. But yeah, of course. You're going to love him."
"Not as much as you do."
"Obviously. That would be weird."
"Aw, you're blushing."
"Shut up and drink your milkshake."
"Gladly."

I hope it wasn't ~too unclear as to who was speaking when… let me know what you think!
xx