AN/ Hey everyone who is reading this. This story is told through the perspectives of both Blaine and Kurt. So for the majority you would be able to tell but for the most part the stuff in italics are from Blaine's and the normal ones are from Kurt's until the end but you will be able to tell.
So this is the last chapter but there is still and epilogue to come and if people want it a sequel series so please let me know through private message or reviews if you want another story that follows this one.
Thanks for reading this and I hope you like it
PS: A character will die in the epilogue. Can you guess who. Please comment if you want to:)
Oh my god we were just his by another truck, what luck. Oh my god am I awake, No. Where is Kurt is my baby OK, I hope I will live I do not want Kurt to see me dead, I don't want to die. Oh what if Kurt loses his memories again? What if I die? What will Kurt do? What will happen to our unborn twins? Will Cooper and Missy take care of them?
I can't remember what happened properly but I knew that another truck hit us again after running a red light…
'Will he ever wake?' I asked, looking down at the motionless figure of Blaine lying in the hospital bed, hooked up to some machines that were keeping him alive. The people around me shifted uncomfortably as the doctor proclaimed that there was no more neural activity; Blaine was still in his coma, longer than I was. I was in a coma for a week but it has been three weeks since Blaine and I were in another car crash, this time Blaine was in the coma and I was sitting at his bedside everyday with people who loved him including Cooper, Missy and my father Burt.
I looked around at Missy and Cooper who were staring at Blaine with tears in their eyes. Missy's stomach was producing heavily from her as her pregnancy was nearing its end. I looked hopelessly down at Blaine, praying to anything that would listen to let Blaine be safe and alright and wake up soon. I could not face raising twins by myself with my husband lying in the hospital in a coma.
'Kurt have you eaten?' my father asked gently as I sat back down on the plastic chair the hospital provided for visitors.
'Dad I'm not hungry' I said and took Blaine's warm hand in mine, willing him to wake up by squeezing his hand gently and staring at his beautiful, and half-heeled face that shone in the light that the sun was casting in the room.
'Kurt you have to eat, I'll bring you some sandwiches from the cafeteria' my father said and left the room. I knew that he was not happy about me spending 24/7 by Blaine's side especially with twins due any moment but I could not bear leaving Blaine for more than a few hours for sleep.
Cooper and Missy were standing still, looking down at my motionless husband.
'Coop, do you want to get some lunch?' Missy asked kindly and took Coopers hand in her own and stroking it softly. God I missed that so much. I needed Blaine to wake up and hold my hand, I wanted to look into his honey coloured eyes and kiss the crap out of his lips. But I couldn't do any of that because Blaine was in a coma.
Cooper grunted and left me alone with Blaine without a word but Missy placed her hand on my shoulder as she passed me, her blonde hair brushed me as she leaned down and kissed me softly on the cheek. I closed my eyes on the contact and held my breath, waiting for Missy to leave so I could accept my emotions and break down again.
God I want to wake up, why can't I wake up. I need to see Kurt again and let him know that I am safe. Oh my god I just realised that my babies are due soon. I hope I am awake to see my precious darlings for the first time. It was weird that I already loved them so much but they are mine.
I tried to open my eyes to see if Kurt was awake and happy but I couldn't. My eyes felt like they were two lead weights that were glued onto my face. I tried to lift my hand to brush my eyes but I couldn't feel anything below my neck. OH I AM PARALYZED I thought suddenly but then I forced myself to calm down and remember that I was in a coma and that I can't move a muscle anyway.
Music began to play in my head; a soft melody that I realised was a rendition of 'Teenage Dream' by Katy Perry. I tried to smile to myself because that was the first song I sang to Kurt. That god of a man walked into my life that day and I sang to him without knowing who he was. But there was something about Kurt that I knew was special…
I looked around as my dad came walking back into the room, holding two sandwiches in his hand. He passed me one and I said 'Thanks dad' and shut up again. My man was still in a coma and here I was eating some food while he was being pumped with god knows what to keep him alive.
I put the food down on the little wooden table that was beside Blaine and took his warm hand again. Avoiding the pipes that was sticking out of his flesh I rubbed the back of his hand slowly and carefully making my father look away uncomfortably as the love between Blaine and I literally grew between the small spaces that was between us, or was I hallucinating from lack of sleep?
Half an hour late Missy and Cooper came back into the room, their faces sombre and their limbs stiff. I looked back down at Blaine and that was when it clicked to me that Blaine was squeezing my hand. It was so lightly I could have imagined it but I was sure, the slight pressure that was holding my hand in its loving embrace was that loving. My man was responding to my touch. I gaped downwards at Blaine then reached out and pressed the nurses' button.
'Kurt what's going on?' Cooper asked as he followed my hand to the bright red button that called the nurses to his room.
'I felt him squeeze my hand' I said quite calmly but my heart was beating so hard I was sure that they could hear it from where they were standing.
'Oh my' Missy gasped and put her hands up to her mouth. Cooper looked at me with alarm at how calm I was but my father just stood there, looking down at his son-in-law who was still gripping my hand softly in his.
About a minute later a cheerful and plump nurse with bright orange hair waddled into the room and smiled at us warmly.
'What's the matter in here?' she asked and looked over at me
'Hi nurse Nancy, Blaine is gripping my hand' I said, looking back down at Blaine who was still unconscious.
'Well let's look at his charts' the nurse said and walked over to a machine that was spewing out some paper that held squiggly lines that somehow read as neurological activity.
'Well nothing seems to be changing' she said as she flipped the long sheet over 'wait a minute, there was some function just before'
'you mean when he was gripping Kurt's hand?' Cooper asked and looked at the woman who shrugged and said
'I assume so because from what you have told me nothing else has happened in the last ten minutes. Kurt is he still gripping your hand?' she asked and turned back to me.
'Yeah' I said and looked up at her hopefully.
'Ok I don't think it means anything but keep an eye out on him and call if anything has changed, Kurt I want Blaine to get better as well' she said and smiled hopefully at me then left the room.
I looked back at Blaine who looked so peaceful in his coma.
I felt a hand holding mine. I tried to look down but my neck wasn't moving. I knew that that hand belonged to Kurt, I just knew it. I tried to squeeze him back but my fingers weren't behaving but the strange thing was I could feel them. It felt like I had slept on my hand during the night and the feeling was just coming back to my fingers. I felt the weird tingling sensation through my fingers like pins and needles and then I tried to squeeze his hand again. This time I felt my fingers curve into the soft flesh that I knew belonged to Kurt…
I looked back down at Blaine who was looking so peaceful. Nothing exciting was happening to me at the moment but then there came a splashing sound and a gasp from Missy.
I looked over at her; she was clutching her stomach and was looking concerned.
'Is everything alright Missy?' I asked being the only one to notice that she was acting differently.
'Um, I think my water just broke' she said and looked so terrified. Cooper and my father slowly looked over at her.
'What?' Cooper asked and moved closer to the woman he loved.
'My water just broke, Cooper and Kurt the babies are coming!'
'Oh my god, not now' I said and jumped off the plastic seat that I was sitting on.
'Yeah they are coming no-OW' she screeched and clamped her hands over her swollen belly.
'Now the contractions are starting' she moaned and keeled over in pain.
'Oh my, Kurt call the nurse' my father said and looked at the woman who was carrying his grandchildren.
I reached over Blaine's head and pressed the little red button that signalled the nurses.
The same nurse came back into the room and smiled at me
'What's wrong this time Kurt?'
'Missy is going into labour' I said and pointed at the woman who was moaning in agony and clutching her stomach again.
'Oh my, well in that case follow me Mrs Anderson' she said and offered her hand to Missy but Cooper and I ran under her and each pulled on one of her arms.
We followed the nurse along the white corridor and into another room but in a different ward. There the nurse gave Missy a hospital gown which she changed into behind the curtain the nurse had pulled from seemingly nowhere.
After a few moments Missy was lying on her bed again this time in nothing but a white gown.
'How are you feeling?' Cooper asked Missy who was looking pale
'I am a little sore and scared but otherwise I am fine' she said and took Cooper's outstretched hand and squeezed it lightly. I looked away from the public display of affection happening between my siblings-in-laws.
I could tell now that I was alone wherever I was. Why did no one want to stay with me? Was I that repulsive?
I tried to wake up and saw something, was it a strip of light?
I tried again and this time I made out some light filtering through a bright white square that was in a slightly less bright white light that I assumed was the wall.
'Hello?' I managed to say out loud for the first time in what felt like years. 'Hello?' I croaked out again, this time the room came into more focus. I was lying in an uncomfortable hospital bed in a bright white room. I rolled my head to my left and saw the red button which called the nurses. I reached out and pressed the button wondering where everyone was. I defiantly remember holding Kurt's hand but he didn't seem to want to wait for me to wake up.
'Mr Anderson-Hummel may I talk to you?' a blonde nurse asked as she poked her head into the room where Missy was panting and sweating from the pain and stress of giving birth.
'Sure' I said, grateful for the excuse to get away from an angry Missy.
'Mr Anderson-Hummel your husband is awake' she said and led me down the corridor to the room we had left around an hour ago.
'What?' I asked as I followed the nurse 'are you sure he is awake, last time there was nothing different about him and now he is awake?' I asked looking around at the passing people, wondering if I died and were entering heaven. The nurse said nothing but pushed open the familiar door that led to Blaine's bed.
There he was, sitting up and looking at me entering the room. God he was gorgeous and those eyes…
Kurt walked into the room behind the nurse who had responded to the summons I made.
'Hey baby' I said and reached out for the hand that was still a few feet away from me.
'Hey Blaine' Kurt said breathlessly. I sighed happily and took Kurt's hand in my own.
'Where were you?' I asked and squeezed lightly, grateful for the full feeling again in my hand.
'Blaine Missy is in labour.'
