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Chapter 3

Kurt and Sam sprinted in the waiting room ignoring the staff telling them to slow down and not run in the halls. When they got to the room they saw the Andersons holding each other, the New Directions in a group hug, and the rest of the alumni and teachers in complete silence. Mrs. Anderson saw Kurt and slowly walked to him trying to wipe away her tears.

"Mrs. Anderson is Blaine ok," Kurt asked. When she wasn't answering Kurt started panicking. His breathing quickened.

"Honey, calm down. Blaine made it out of surgery. They said his heart stopped twice during the operation, but they brought him back and managed to finish the operation on his lung," Mrs. Anderson replied. Kurt and Sam both sighed in relief. They gave each other a quick hug before turning back to her. "Right now he is in a medically induced coma so they can give him some time to heal and try to get the swelling down in his brain."

"But he's going to be okay, right Mr.s A," Sam asked.

"Sam, I told you not to call me that. It's Mrs. Anderson, or Denise. And to answer your question Sam I don't know. There is the possibility or him waking up with memory loss, but the possibility that he'll wake up like nothing happened. They just don't know yet."

Sam nodded and looked over at Kurt. Kurt was just staring at the floor trying to wrap his mind around all the information he was getting. Sam nudged Kurt getting him out of the trance.

"They are allowing visitors for right now, but only one at a time," Mrs. Anderson added. "My husband and I already saw him and your friends were generous enough to let you go in first Kurt." Kurt looked up at his friends and they all smiled at Kurt.

"I couldn't do that Denise. You should be there with your son. He needs you more than he needs me."

"Honey I thought you knew my son. My husband and I told him everything he already know, but I think hearing your voice and knowing you are here with him will help him heal. Trust me, a mother always knows." Kurt chuckles and wipes his eyes. Denise leads Kurt to Blaine's room. "Now before you go in, I'm going to warn you Blaine has a lot of cuts and bruises on his body. He is hooked up to a few machines as well to monitor is brainwaves and his lungs. Then there is the standard IV's for pain & fluid and monitors his oxygen level." Kurt nodded and before she could leave Kurt pulled her into a big hug.

"Thank you again." Denise nodded and left so Kurt could see Blaine. Kurt took a deep breath and opened the door. He slowly went in and was in shock at what he was seeing. Blaine was lying on the bed extremely pale & almost looking like a ghost. Kurt would have thought Blaine was dead if it wasn't for the monitors beeping showing signs of life. Blaine had a huge gash above his eye, small cuts all over his face, his left leg elevated with a cast on, his right wrist wrapped in bandages, and his chest wrapped in bandage from his ribs and the surgery.

Kurt silently spoke, "How are you even alive Blaine Anderson? Most people would have given up, but not you. You are too stubborn to give up." Kurt pulled a chair next to his bed and stared at Blaine's face. He ignored the large tube that was down his throat helping him breath; all he could see was how peaceful Blaine looked. He didn't look like he was any pain, but just in a deep sleep. Kurt gently put his hand on top of Blaine's. "Blaine, I know you can hear me. I just want you to know that I'm hear and I won't leave until I know you are ok. I know this is too late for me to say, but I wanted to meet up with you at the Lima Bean for a reason." Kurt gently ran his fingers through Blaine's curly hair like he always used to. "I still love you Blaine. I always have and I always will. I try telling myself I can get over you, but I just can't. I still have crazy dreams of our wedding night where we are singing "Come What May" to each other. I sound crazy I know, but I wanted to tell you that I forgive you and I think I'm ready to start over with you. Doesn't that sound amazing?"

Kurt chuckled, but he knew Blaine couldn't respond. Tears were streaming down Kurt's face now and Kurt had a firm grip on Blaine's hand. "Please Blaine. I know you are on a lot of drugs and you need to heal and I'm sounding so selfish but can you give me a sign that you are listening?" Kurt waited and waited but nothing happened. After waiting what it seemed like days Kurt finally got up from his chair. He lent down and kissed Blaine's forehead and whispered in his ear, "I love you Blaine." He looked at Blaine's face one more time and left the room.

As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Burt running towards his son. Kurt ran just as fast and collapsed in his dad's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. Burt held onto his boy saying comforting words to calm him down, but nothing was working. Burt basically carried Kurt into a private room so he could cry some more without a room full of people staring at him. Burt just held his son while Kurt let all of his built up emotions out until Kurt passed out from exhaustion. Burt looked at his sleeping boy and thought to himself, Why can't Kurt just have one year where he is just happy.

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