A/N: Thanks sooo much for the first few reviews, and I'm sorry if it was a little intense. I've been thinking about it all day. So here's what's up next yall.

-REDVINES

Kurt felt like his insides were going to explode. Blaine had been rushed into emergency surgery, but had already lost a lot of blood. Who would do that to poor sweet Blaine? The Hudson-Hummel's had been anxiously waiting news on Blaine's condition for 4 hours. They had tried to reach Blaine's parents, but no one picked up.

"Dad, I'm so scared." Kurt whispered in to his dad's shirt. HE was clinging to Burt like if he let go, Burt would be in there with Blaine. HE had already lost his mom, and if he lost Blaine, Kurt would go into a spiraling depression, Burt just knew it.

"I know you are kid, but you've got to stay strong, for Blaine," He replied. It was 10 more minutes before the doctor came in.

"Blaine Anderson?" She asked. All four of the stood up immediately. She walked over and began to talk." Blaine just got out of surgery, and is currently in the ICU. He had been shot in the right arm and the left leg, so both are currently in casts and elevated. He lost over 45% of his blood volume, due to the fact that the bullet in his leg hit a major artery." Kurt gasped. This was all too much to take in. He had a blood transfusion, and is now recovering. "We also found that he has bruising all around his torso and chest. We suspect he was beaten." Kurt gasped again. Blaine had never told him about being beaten up. This all didn't make sense anymore. Why hadn't Blaine told him he was beaten up? Finn and Puckerman would have beaten the shit out of him, Blaine knew that. Kurt sapped back into reality when the doctor said;" You can come see him now."

Kurt walked swiftly down the hall of the hospital. He had hated seeing sick people, especially after his mom died. He just wanted to see Blaine, to hold him, to kiss him and make it all better. He knew this time he couldn't just kiss it better though. He stopped at the door leading to Blaine's room. "15A2" he read to himself. Yep, this was it. He slowly opened the door and nearly passed out at the sight.

Blaine was no longer covered in blood, so that was an upside. The fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt would have also been an upside, if Blaine's chest hadn't been a rainbow of black, blue, yellow and pink. Kurt walked to him slowly, taking in the sight. His right arm was in a navy blue cast and his leg was elevated in the air in a red one. Kurt took Blaine's left hand in his. It was warmer than it had been at the house, but still a little cool.

"OH Blaine, why did this happen!" he whispered. He softly kissed Blaine's hand. That's when Burt, Carole and Finn walked in." Oh", Carole gasped. Burt came in and put his hand comfortingly on Kurt's back, reassuring Kurt that he was there for him, as well as Blaine. Finn just stood there looking dumfounded, but concerned. Kurt pushed one of Blaine's perfect curls behind his ear, and kissed him again, this time on the nose. He stayed at Blaine's bedside for hours, and he was dosing off.

Kurt awoke hours later, to find that Finn and Burt had gone to get some breakfast. It was morning already. Carole was on the other side of Blaine, just staring at them." Oh, good you're up Kurt." She said. "The doctor came and said that they were going to cut back on the pain meds, so maybe he will wake up." She said smiling. Kurt smiled back, glad that he may soon be able to look into those beautiful hazel eyes once again.

Burt and Finn came back, and tried to convince Kurt to go eat something. He refused, now with the hope that Blaine would wake up. Carole and Burt went back down to get Kurt something to eat, and Finn fell asleep in the chair.

He was looking outside for a second, looking at the big banner that said" Merry Christmas!" IT was only 2 weeks away. He hoped that Blaine wouldn't have to spend Christmas in a hospital. He looked out, making his Christmas wish. He wished that Blaine would be okay. That's all he needed right now was for Blaine to be okay. He continued staring, until he felt something in his hand. He quickly turned around, to see the curly haired boy start to stir, and squeezed his hand." Blaine baby, I'm here he said, rubbing his thumb across the back of Blaine's hand.

Blaine's heavily lashed eyes fluttered open, and he said one thing. "Kurt".