Blaine and Burt stayed the night, next to Kurt's bedside. They knew Kurt might leave them, but not when. And if it happened, they wanted to be there. No one complained, they knew how hard it must be for them. Losing your son, your friend or your love. But for Blaine, Kurt was more than his love. He was the one who made him to who he is today. Kurt made him proud to be who he was, made him smile, and made him feel less lonely. Without Kurt, Blaine wouldn't have been here. And Blaine knew Kurt wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for him. Kurt had a rough time, and Blaine made him feel stronger. They helped each other. But if Blaine could continue without Kurt, without the man who made him strong, who made him accept who he was, that was the question.

Burt had left to get some coffee, so Blaine was alone in the room with Kurt. He was still holding his hand, he wanted to for as long as he could. With the other hand he stroked his cold, pale cheek.

I love you, Kurt. And I will always do so. But without you, I don't know if I can love myself. I don't know if I can get through the days without your smile cheering me up. I don't know if I can go to school, every day, see people I know and act like nothing happened, like I'm fine. I know I can't, Kurt. I can't live without you. I want your arms around me, I want to hear your voice, and I want to be there for you. I want to hold you when your sad and tell you that it is going to be fine during hard times. You did those things for me, I want to do them for you.

"He has 4 hours" Burt spoke softly, voice cracking. He was holding in his tears. Blaine looked at him, not understanding what he was saying. Did he mean Kurt would die in 4 hours? And if so, how did he know?

"I just talked to the doctor. He said his brain is severally damaged. His chance of waking up isn't there. And if somehow he would, he wouldn't be the same. He would live on, but not like he was before. We lost him." Blaine knew that Kurt would leave him, but the words still hurt so much more than he thought they would.

"They'll be pulling the plug in 4 hours. He'll die a gentle death, his family surrounding him." Burt said, his hand on Blaine's shoulder and his eyes on his son.

"He wouldn't have wanted for you to be here. He knew you wouldn't be able to handle it."

"I know" Blaine said, through the steam of tears. Kurt knew that Blaine wouldn't be capable of seeing his boyfriend die, and Blaine wanted to respect his final wish.

He looked at Kurt, for the last time. Stroked his cheek one more time, bend over and gave him a final kiss goodbye.

I love you, Kurt. I always have and always will. I will remember you as I knew you, not as you are now. Goodbye Kurt