A/N: Thanks for reading guys!
"One step at a time." Carole pulled out her cell and called the ER to let them know there were on their way. She had spoken to them earlier as well. It was her workplace and this was the day to take some advantage of that. They wouldn't have to sit in the waiting room, and she had made sure they would meet a nice doctor. Some of the doctors at the ER were homophobic, and that was the last thing they needed, to have to face stupid comments about Blaine's and Kurt's relationship. Blaine needed to feel as safe as possible.
Burt pulled up at the ER entrance. Kurt shook Blaine awake and Carole helped him out of the car and in to a wheelchair. Burt parked the car and went after his family. Blaine had already been showed in to an examination room and was yet again fast asleep on the gurney. Kurt was seated on a chair and held Blaine's hand.
They didn't have to wait long until a female doctor entered the room and hugged Carole and Burt. She and her husband had been at dinner several times at the Hummels.
"Hi Kurt. I'm Dr. O'Malley. You can say Angela."
"Hi." Kurt didn't stop looking at Blaine or let go of his hand.
"And this is Blaine I guess?" She shook him gently and he grunted but opened his eyes.
"Hi Blaine. I'm Angela and I'm a doctor here. I'm going to help you today." Blaine nodded while his eyelids drooped. Angela laid a hand on his shoulder to get his attention again.
"Blaine? I'm going to talk to you a bit, so you have to stay awake, okay?"
"Mmmm…" Blaine nodded but couldn't help his eyes closing again. Angela turned to Kurt.
"Kurt, can you help me to get him seated? I think that's the only way to get him awake." Kurt nodded and helped his boyfriend. The pain in his ribs snapped Blaine awake and he couldn't stop a scream.
"Sorry, sorry. It hurts. I am so sorry."
"It's okay. You are allowed to scream in here." Angela kept speaking to him in a soft voice.
"So, now I have you awake, I'm going to ask you some questions and examine you. Do you want Burt, Carole and Kurt to leave?"
"No! Please, don't leave me here. Please. I am so sorry." Blaine starting sobbing and he looked panicked at Angela.
"It's okay Blaine. They don't have to leave if you don't want them to. Okay?"
"O- Okay."
"Good. Can you tell me where it hurts?"
"My head."
"Okay. For how long have you had a headache?"
"Since yesterday morning."
"Do you know why your head hurts? Any theories?"
"Yeah… I kinda fell down the stairs at home?"
"You fell down the stairs?"
"No. I was pushed down. Before school yesterday."
"Okay. Does it hurt anymore else?"
"My ribs. Since… I don't know. They always hurt a bit."
"They always hurt?"
"My dad… Yes, they always hurt. But not like this."
"Okay? Anywhere else?" Angela didn't push him on it and he was relieved by that.
"My foot. Since the fall."
"Which one?"
"Left"
"Okay."
"My stomach. Also since the fall."
"Okay. Anymore?"
"No." Blaine kept his eyes closed, but not in a sleepy way but now in an embarrassed way. He hated to admit how hurt he was. Kurt pulled Blaine closer and kissed him on the cheek.
"I love you Blaine." Angela smiled at the couple.
"Okay Blaine. Next step is to examine you. I need you to remove your clothes and let me look at you. Do you want anyone to leave the room?"
"No. They have already seen it."
"Okay. While I'm taking a look at you, I'm going to take some photos." Blaine's eyes snapped opened. Carole tensed. This was what she had been dreading. But Angela had dealt with this before and kept his voice soft but firm.
"This will be for your journal. It is hospital procedure and something I have to do. Okay?"
"Okay." Blaine was too tired to argue about this.
"I'm going to have to get a nurse to help me. Would you prefer a male or a female or doesn't it matter?"
"A female."
"Okay, I'll get a nurse and some things and I'll be right back." Angela left the room and Blaine broke down. He shook his head over and over, despite the increased pain and repeated himself:
"I am so sorry Kurt. I am so sorry." Kurt stood up and held him as tight as the dared considering Blaine's injuries.
"Sssh. I love you Blaine. Nothing will change that. I love you. I love you. I love you."
Blaine calmed down. He had now exhausted himself even more and sagged towards Kurt, who just held him and kept telling him that he was loved. They heard a knock on the door and Angela came in with a small female nurse that she presented as Monica. Angela told Blaine to remove his t-shirt and hoodie. He got help from Kurt and he sat there, shirtless again. He had no energy left to worry about that now. He was just focused on the heat that came from Kurt.
The bruises looked even worse in the light of the examination room. Kurt bit his lip to keep him from sobbing out loud. Angela explained to Blaine that she was going to take some photos. Every time the camera flashed he flinched. Kurt starting humming low.
"Kurt?"
"Yes, love?"
"Sing for me." Blaine's voice came out as a whisper. Angela nodded encouraging to Kurt, who blushed little but started singing Blackbird. He kept singing while Angela took pictures of Blaine's torso, while he helped Blaine on with the hospital gown, while he helped his boyfriend remove the sweatpants, while Angela took photos of his bruised legs. Kurt stopped singing when Angela cleared his throat. When they had taken all photos and documented all the bruises, Angela and Kurt laid Blaine back on the gurney. Blaine fell asleep immediately when he was horizontal again.
"Blaine? Are you still with me?" Angela got no answer, but as soon as she gently started to examine his abdomen by pushing it down, his eyes shot open and he let out a cry.
"Sorry Blaine, I have to do this. I'm done soon." As promised, she let go off his abdomen and instead went to touching and pushing on his skull. She turned to Monica.
"Can you take the blood samples? We also need to check his temperature and give him painkillers and some IV fluids" Monica nodded and went to get the things she needed. Angela then turned to Burt and Carole.
"Burt and Carole, can I have a word with you outside? Kurt, Monica will be right back and we'll be right outside."
"It's fine." Kurt held Blaine's hand and stroked his curly hair.