It felt like he was standing in the same spot for hours. Now that he was here, Blaine had no idea what to do.

Did he stay?

Did he go?

Did he go down to the gift shop and buy flowers, a stuffed teddy bear and a card that said "Get Well Soon!"?

Blaine didn't know so he slowly walked to the side of the bed, staring down at the mysterious boy and grabbed his hand, squeezing lightly. Blaine wondered if it was completely insane if he was expecting a response, because he kind of was and ended up being disappointed when he didn't get one.

Instead he pulled up a chair beside the bed and sat down taking the boys hand in his once again, subconsciously running his thumb back and forth over the pale skin. Bri knew he wasn't going anywhere any time soon so she walked around to the other side of the bed and took residence in the other chair.

Blaine had no idea how long they had been sitting in that hospital room. It could have been minutes. It could have been hours. Eventually Bri fell asleep in her chair while Blaine continued to hold the anonymous hand in his, his eyes also growing heavy.

"Oh! Hello,"

Blaine's head snapped up towards the door as soon as he heard the unfamiliar voice while Bri just shifted in her chair. Once Blaine got a good look, he noticed it was one of the hospital nurses.

"I didn't know he was having any visitors…" the nurse trailed off before a thought came to her. "Wait, do you know this boy? We've been trying to figure out who he is since he got here but haven't had any luck."

Blaine opened his mouth and then closed it again. He looked down at the boy. Blaine desperately wanted to answer, yes, he did know who the boy was, but sadly he couldn't and just as he was about to say that exact thought when Larissa walked through the door, startling Bri awake in the process.

"Alright Nancy, how's he–"When Larissa looked up from her clipboard, her eyes widened immensely and her face was slightly twisted with anger. "Blaine? …And Bri! What on earth are you guys doing here? You guys aren't allowed in here, its hospital policy."

He felt like a fish out of water. Blaine kept opening and closing his mouth, occasionally glancing towards Bri who was still trying to wake up and the other nurse, who was clearly confused while Larissa was standing impatiently with her arms crossed across her chest waiting for her nephew to give his answer.

"I-I…" Blaine was at a loss for words. He couldn't explain why he had to be there, he just knew.

"Aunt Larissa, Blaine just…I mean, he wanted to make sure the guy was alright." Bri sort of spewed out words in a puff of air. "You can at least understand that, can't you?"

Larissa sighed slightly as the expression on her face softened a little. "Okay, well you've seen him and now both of you need to go-"

"I can't go." Blaine squeaked out.

"Blaine, honey, it's against-"

"Do you know what it's like waking up in a hospital alone?" Blaine abruptly interrupted. "Because I do. It sucks. Not knowing where you are or what happened…feeling confused and alone with scary beeping machines with wires stuck in me. There wasn't anyone there to hold my hand and tell me everything was going to be alright. I'm not going to let that happen to him. I don't want him to wake up feeling like he's all alone with no one who cares about him."

When Blaine finished, he sat back down in his chair, hoping to prove a point, and took the boy's hand.

Nancy looked over at Larissa, eyes misty from Blaine's words. "It's really not hurting anything, with him sitting here…"

Larissa was still looking at Blaine, who kept his gaze on the boy in the bed. She remembered when her nephew was admitted to the hospital. No one in the family had heard about it until the following day when Blaine had already woken up. Words couldn't describe the look on his face when she walked through that door and Larissa never wanted Blaine to feel like that again. Making him stay away would only make him worry more than he should.

Larissa sighed and closed her eyes for a moment. "Alright, alright…you can come back and visit, but Blaine, you have to understand that not everyone wakes up and I don't want you to be disappointed if he doesn't."

Blaine looked up at his aunt with these huge, impossibly sad puppy-dog eyes. Larissa sighed again and walked over, squatting down to Blaine's level.

"Honey, this boy took a lot of hits to his head and there is a lot of internal damage and I don't want you to get your hopes up."

"But someone said earlier that he was stable…that means he's going to be fine, right?" Blaine's eyes started glazing over. This wasn't what he wanted to hear.

"Yes, he is, but when he wakes up it could be a completely different story." Larissa put her hand on Blaine's knee.

Blaine was quiet for a while, his eyes still on the boy and his hand still on top of his. He swallowed thickly and murmured quietly, "I'm not giving up on him…I'm not leaving his side. I'm going to be here for him when he wakes up…he's going to wake up…"

It's been almost a month since Blaine discovered the boy at the park. It's been almost a month and no one has reported him missing or has come to the hospital looking for him. It's things like this that make Blaine simultaneously sad and angry. Just the thought of no one coming to look for this boy makes Blaine's inside twist and churn with heartache and a small amount of hatred. How could someone not know their child is missing? For a month?

Blaine sighed, shook his head, and closed his book. He couldn't concentrate on his homework anyway.

He had been at the hospital almost every day since the boy had been admitted. It wasn't easy keeping it from his mother because Blaine told her a lot about what went on in his life, not to mention driving there and back to school frequently. Bri had been good about keeping it to herself, sometimes accompanying her brother on his visits.

Today Blaine was by himself, with only his homework and an unresponsive body to keep him company. Every now and then, he would claim to have seen the boy's eyes open or an arm or a leg move. The nurses say that it's normal and nothing to be overly excited about. It made Blaine's heart sink every time.

"So the Warbler's had a little performance today in the Senior Commons…it was pretty cool, nothing special though." When homework would get too dull, Blaine would start to talk, about anything and everything.

"I sang lead…it was to Katy Perry's Teenage Dream." Blaine smiled to himself. "I'm kind of a fanatic when it comes to Katy Perry…and Pink. Everyone laughs at me for it – not in a mean way! Just teasing. But I love their songs. They're really catchy.

"Maybe I'll bring in my guitar and I'll sing for you. You'd like that, right?"

Blaine was quiet for a moment. He knew expecting a response was silly, but part of him was desperately hoping for one.

"You're looking better though…all those cuts and bruises and fading…" Blaine sighed. "I'm sorry; I'm not so good with conversation. Then again I can't really bore you…you can't hear me…"

"Actually, studies have shown that coma patients can hear what's going on around them." A nurse walked into the hospital room and Blaine turned around, his cheeks blushing slightly. "Has anything changed since last time I was in?"

"No, everything's still the same Nancy." Blaine lowered his head. "But I guess it's better than something going wrong."

She looked over at Blaine who was sitting cross legged in his chair looking like a lost puppy. "This is the hardest part, sweetheart. I hate to see you so sad but the truth is, he may never wake up. And that's a part of reality we have to deal with. We may not like it or want to deal with it, but if we don't then we don't live either."

"But he's going to wake up." Blaine hated that most of the people in the hospital thought he wasn't going to wake up. That so many of them had given up hope.

"And that's the other part of life, miracles. Some people wake up after years and years of being in a coma." Nancy stated. "But situation is different and every scenario has to be taken into account."

Blaine stayed silent, just looking at the boy in the bed.

Nancy sighed and had a soft smile on her face. "Why don't you go home and get some rest Blaine. He's not going anywhere."

Blaine looked up and nodded mutely. It was getting late and he still had homework that needed to be done.

omg! look! I AM capable of updating! I apologize sososososo much for being the worst updater EVER, but I still got it up, right?

anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. as for medical related information, if it's incorrect, I apologize. I'm not a doctor nor do I claim or want to be one.

as for when the next chapter will be up...ha, I have no idea. I was reading the reviews people have given on my stories and I got inspired, hence, a chapter. so they do motivate me and I would love any/all feedback!

I do know what I want to do for the next chapter and I think you guys will like it! If not, then it does definitely move the story along into something more interesting than this. :)