He sat down, took a deep breath, looked at them again, and said, "This is about Blaine", and they knew without knowing that something was horribly wrong. He went on to tell them that Blaine's initial flight had been canceled due to icy weather and that it was rescheduled for that very same morning. When on the way to the airport with his family, however, there had been an accident.

Blaine was on the phone.

The boys let out a collective sigh of relief, He was okay, He was on the phone, their prick of a headmaster had put them through that five minute speech from hell for nothing: then he told them.

Their minds went insane. They would each have two minutes to say good-bye to Blaine.

He was trapped in a car against a tree.

There had been black ice.

Something about Jaws of Life.

He was stuck in a way that when they tried to save him, Blaine would bleed too much.

He was going to die.

Die.

Dead.

Gone.

Its impossible, this cannot be happening, what a shitty joke, whose idea was this, oh my god, this is really happening. "Nick, he asked to speak to you first. I know this is hard, but hurry son there isn't much time" Nick's mind was racing. He did not know what to say or how to say good bye in two minutes to someone he has known for six years…

Finally, after taking a few seconds to process, he responded. "Okay, where is the phone"

"-Follow me"

Nick slowly picked up the phone and put it to his ear. He tried to clear his voice and be strong for Blaine. "Hey, its Nick, are you there?" Nick held his breath as he waited for Blaine's response.

"Its great to hear you voice, we don't have much time, so I want to say some things and don't be your normal self interrupting me okay?" Blaine's voice was strained and soft, but he could still the conviction in it. "Nick, you are one of the smartest guys I know. You have amazing potential and could do anything and everything in this world. Our friendship had meant so much to me, you know? Your witty comments and the humor on my expense was the one thing that constantly made Ohio feel like home. I had a great time at prom with you and I just,-, I just want you to know that your such a great person…" Blaine's voice cracked as though tears were running down His face, "…and you should never sell yourself out or be an idiot cause you are better than that and we both know it. Don't screw your life up, cause you are the one I am asking to live and make a difference-for me. Your turn now"

Nick took a deep breath. "I don't know what to say. This is screwing with my mind so bad, you're here and I am talking to you, but you won't be soon and I just need you to know that I love you and you are my absolute best friend. You have always been there for me and always, always, well you have always made me feel like even if I have a shitty day or if something bad happened, by talking to you I felt okay again. You made this home for me much more than I did for you."

There was a sense of urgency in Nick's voice as he said his final line, "You have to fight B, you have to make it through this cause if you don't, I don't think I will ever be ok."

"You'll be fine, you're stronger than you look Nick. Thanks for everything and I'll miss you and love you and I promise that if I can..." Blaine began to cry as though delivering this last line would break his heart, "I swear that I will haunt you, and if not I'll watch out for you with the big guy…can you put Wes on?"

And so these four fatefully goodbyes stretch on. As Nick left the room, he ran to the nearest bathroom, locked himself in a stall, and called his voicemail, merely to hear Blaine's voice one last time. Meanwhile, Wes and Jeff said their goodbyes and Kurt freaked as to what to say. He was shocked the Blaine had asked him. It had been months since they had spoken and Kurt was afraid Blaine would yell and tell Kurt what an awful friend he was.

As Kurt took the phone, he was utterly amazed by Blaine's first line. "I'm sorry Kurt. I miss you and I have been immature ignoring you and this whole thing sucks and I want you to know that I love you and I know you don't feel the same way but I had to tell you that I am sorry and that I forgive you and that I hope you forgive me"

"B, you cannot die, you hear me. You have to be okay, cause I want to give us a real shot. I am sorry I did not swallow my pride sooner, more sorry than you'll ever know. I just want to hold you and kiss you and be with you. I love you too. You cannot die you hear me. You cannot die because if you do I will be so screwed up. I won't survive you dying. I cannot do it. Even when we weren't talking I knew that if I needed someone you'd be there and that is what got me through so many horrible days, with you gone, I won't get through them."

"shhhh…" Blaine was actually calming Kurt, "Kurt, its going to be okay. You'll survive I promise. We have to say goodbye now, they cannot wait any longer to move the wrec-"

"NO I cannot say goodbye, I won't"

"Then goodbye Kurt, tell everyone I love them" click.

That was it.

They all sat around lost in thought, trying to fully grasp the fact that their best friend was dying right that second miles away and there was not a thing they could do. Then the headmaster began to speak again. Something about a class meeting and them telling their classmates about Blaine. They followed the headmaster blindly into the elevator and ascended to the third floor, longing to be anywhere but in front of 100 people at that moment. As they walked into the impromptu meeting, everyone turned to look at them. The normally dapper Dalton Warblers were quite a site with puffy eyes, red noses, and wet cheeks. They stood in silence for a few minutes. Time was different now for the boys, knowing that each second that passed was a second closer to the phone call relaying Blaine's death.

Finally Nick spoke.

"The last ten minutes were the best and worst of my life. I don't know if I can explain what happened since they passed so quickly but I'll try. We were pulled out of class by Blaine…well a phone call from him. He was sitting in a car that was against a tree and the pressure was sustaining his life. He stopped them from cutting him out to make four phone calls, on to each of us."

Nick nodded to the boys standing next to him. "He was brave in him goodbyes. He hardly cried and actually wound up comforting us, when we should have been consoling him. He shared words of inspiration, and memories, and everything that came to his head in the two minutes we talked. Then he said goodbye."

Wes stepped forward, relieving Nick of the burden.

"They are cutting him out of the car now. When they do, there is a 90% chance that he is not going to make it. So-yeah-but you know B, was there ever a test he didn't get above a 90 on? He would hate this, us sitting around this morning and silently regretting our mistakes."

As Wes spoke, Kurt's mind was on overdrive. Why was the clock moving? B was dying, why wasn't the world stopping to morn? Why were teachers and people telling us to try and focus? Why were they saying there was nothing we could do? And why the hell has no one called? We need to know when it happens, if he is hurt, if…if…if their world stopped like ours is. And most important, WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?

Nick was also lost inside his head, thinking back to the summer when he and Blaine spent an entire night watching Harry Potter on mute and quoting the lines. He was so lost in memories that David had to tell him his phone was vibrating in his pocket. He looked at the caller ID and saw a 967 number. Shit Connecticut, B's home state.

He was horrified to answer.

This was it; he knew that this was it. The end. The final goodbye. And he was the one who had to hear it. He was the one who had to relay it. Blaine had said he was the strongest, and so he was testing him, making him act strong. There was no way Nick was going to let Blaine down. He mustered all of his courage.

"Hello?"

"Hi Nick, its Cooper, Blaine's brother. Umm I was told to call this number with information"

"Oh god, did he, I mean is he, umm, funeral...?"

"He is in surgery, so he made it. But barely."

"So he's alive…he's okay." Nick shouted, catching the attention of everyone in the room. There eyes glued to his face as they learned of Blaine's fate. Everyone was smiling as Nick said, "They said he was dead for sure. Ohh God. He's going to be okay."

Then, Nick's face dropped.

"Umm, not quite. Yes, he made it out of the car, but the road ahead is almost more dangerous… WhennIf he makes it out of surgery today, he will be out of it for a long time, months. And after that, they still have to deal with all his other injuries and he may have brain damage. So yeah, right now he is alive but now the challenge is to stay that way. But B is a fighter, I want to believe he will be okay and a year from now, this will all just be a horrid memory.

"Yeah, keep me updated okay? And make sure Blaine knows our thoughts are with him?"

"Good-bye" click

AN: Please review? Should I continue? Next chapter would be how the boys cope with Blaine's condition.