A/N: Hey! I know this story's late, but I wanted to make sure it was good enough to publish. And this is a little long…

And I'm using an OC I rarely mention, Liam. He's Alexis' boyfriend. A full profile of him is found on my tumblr, fangirlflair.

Disclaimer: Alexis and Liam belong to me, Francey belongs to Keitorin Asthore, and everyone else belongs to FOX and Ryan Murphy.

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The last Rachel saw of Sebastian was that stomach-turning smirk, "THEY WERE HIS FRIENDS!" she screeched. Friends that left him in a puddle of ice and red dye #4.

"Shh, Ray, I know." Alexis put an arm around her twin, "I know,"

"Ow, ow, ow, ow," Blaine whimpered.

"Blaine, we're gonna go to the hospital now, ok?" Quinn crooned, as she wrapped her arm around Kurt.

"No hospital!" Kurt's tears were evident in his eyes.

"Kurtie, we have to go to the hospital. Blaine needs it." Quinn instructed, "Finn, where does your mom work?" she ignored Kurt's protests. His hatred of hospitals would have to be overlooked for now.

"Um… Memorial. Wanna go there?" he asked Kurt.

"Yeah, sure, whatever." Kurt remained on the ground as he rocked his boyfriend back and forth.

"What about us?" Mike asked. Alexis had been his, Tina, Rory, Sam, and Liam's ride and Kurt had been Mercedes'.

"Use my car," she tossed him the keys, "I'll pick it up later."

"Sure," Mike nodded and led most of the group away.

Rachel watched as Alexis kissed her boyfriend good-bye. They whispered something to each other and he left.

"I'm coming too." Santana commanded as they walked to Kurt's car.

"You aren't family!" Rachel yelled, suddenly mad.

"Shut it, dwarf." She rolled her eyes and Rachel could feel her hatred overtaking her.

"San! Q and B need you to drive them home. Please." Alexis' desperate plea erased her hatred.

Santana looked at her fellow Cheerio for a few seconds, "Ok," She grabbed her girlfriends' hand and the two walked away.

Alexis then said, "Thanks Q, but you know you can't come."

"I do, family only." The blonde nodded and chased after her friends.

Rachel played with her hair as Alexis said, "Finn, navigate while I drive,"

Finn nodded and helped a still whimpering Blaine into Kurt's car. Rachel sat next to her little brother, with Kurt on his other side. "Finn, can you call Carole and tell her we're on our way?" Kurt whispered.

"Of course." While Finn made the call I slowly lowered Blaine onto my lap. He gave a small sigh. "Shh, Babbie; we'll be there soon."

Blaine made a slight moaning noise and Rachel wiped the red liquid from his face. "Kurt, how are you feeling?" Kurt was fiddling with Blaine's pant leg and stroking his back. Kurt gave a very un-Kurtlike grunt and shrugged. "Well, we'll be there soon."

They rode in silence, minus Blaine's slight sobs, for about fifteen minutes until they reached Memorial's emergency entrance. "C'mon Babbie." Rachel and Alexis tried to ease Blaine out of the car as Finn helped Kurt out. When they slowly walked to the sterile hospital lobby Kurt's whimpers joined Blaine's. That earned them plenty of stares.

"There you are!" Carole gasped and took Blaine from his sisters. "I'll take him into the ER. You all stay here for now,"

"I'm coming too!" Kurt had regained his voice. Finn took his arm off his step-brother and sat.

"Of course, Sweetie. Let's go." Carole had gotten another nurse to help Blaine and they disappeared behind the swinging doors.

Rachel collapsed into Finn's lap and he stroked her hair. Alexis sat across from them, trying not to look directly at the couple; it was obvious she needed Liam. After some minutes of uncomfortable silence Rachel remembered, "Who's gonna tell Daddies?"

"Shit…" Alexis muttered, "More importantly, who's gonna tell Francey?"

Rachel shook her head, "I'll call Dad, and you call Francey."

Finn casually watched all of this, not realizing how hard it was to call Francey. Rachel grabbed her purse and dialed her parents while Alexis called their big sister. "Daddy? Hey, it's Rachel… No, nothing's wrong with me. Or Lexi. It's Blaine. We're in the hospital. Memorial. No, we don't know what's wrong with him. Finn's mom… Ok, see you then." Rachel breathed out slowly, glad that had gone well. But on the other side of the room Alexis didn't have her luck.

"NO FRANCEY! NO! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DRIVE OVER! HE'S NOT GOING TO DIE! IT WAS A SLUSHIE!" she paused, lips pursed, "If you must. Sure, we'll be here. Oh, it's me, Ray, Kurt, and Finn. Ok, sure, yeah. Love you too."

"So what did she say?" Rachel asked.

"She's coming over."

"Shit…"

"What's so bad about having Francey come?" Finn called from his seat.

The twins stared at him in disbelief. "She loves Blaine best, and now he's in the hospital. What do you think?"

After Alexis' comment they again sat in silence, watching the door. They were the only group not talking; everyone's endless chatter filled their ears. After about fifteen minutes a very concerned looking Leroy Berry burst into the waiting room. "Oh, girls! Where's Blaine?" He took the girls in his arms. "Hello Finn." He nodded at the boy.

Finn nodded back and Rachel attempted to shrug, "Not sure yet,"

"I'm going in there." Leroy let his daughters go, kissed them both on the cheek, and as he was about to talk to a nurse Carole came back through the double doors. "Carole! How is Blaine? Can we see him?"

"You can see him, but his cornea is scratched. He'll need surgery."

"What the hell was in that slushie?" Alexis muttered.

"Alexis! Language!" Leroy reminded his daughter. Then he turned to her, "What was that about a slushie?"

Rachel changed the subject, "His cornea is scratched?" Alexis was right, what was in that slushie? The pair of them had been slushied before and they knew plenty of people who'd been slushied, but it'd never been like this. Sebastian had tampered with the drink, but Rachel didn't know what would cause such a reaction.

"Yes, Rachel. He'll have to be hospitalized for a few days after the surgery. If you want, you can see him."

Leroy nodded, "Yes, let's see him."

Carole led them past the double doors. It all seemed unreal; Rachel had only been to the ER once before when Francey broke her arm, but this was different. This was scary. "Blaine is getting cleaned up now, but the normal doctor won't be able to do the surgery today. It's not that urgent."

"So he can come home after this?" Leroy asked.

Carole nodded and herded all of them into this tiny room where Blaine was sitting on a bed adorned with an eye patch. "Hi Blaine, how are you feeling?" Carole asked.

"Better, now that I'm clean. But my eye still stings." He looked at his sisters and his father, "Can Kurt come home with us?"

Rachel watched as her father considered, and when he deiced that there wouldn't be anything more than PG going on he said, "Kurt? Do you need to go home?"

"I don't think so, but I should call my father." Kurt excused himself from the room and left.

"Well, I need to take care of insurance and everything. I will meet you in the lobby." Leroy left after hugging his children. Carole followed him out, as she had other nursing duties to attend to.

They sat in silence for a while until, "Finn, how are you going to get home?" Alexis asked.

Finn looked taken aback for a second, "Um…"

"Alexis! He can come home with us!" Rachel stared at her sister in disbelief, how could she be so rude?

"No, Alexis is right, I'll stay and wait with my mom."

"You sure?"

Finn nodded and glanced at Alexis, "Positive." They then awkwardly shuffled out of the room, where Kurt was outside.

"Well then, should we go?" Kurt suggested. They all agreed and walked back to the lobby without Finn, who went to the staff lounge.

But when they got to the lobby they were faced with a sight. Leroy was yelling at Francey. And everyone was staring at them.

"Frances Megan Anderson-Berry! Please! You are a grown woman!"

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!" She caught sight of the group. "BLAINE! THERE YOU ARE! HOW ARE YOU?" she ran to them and enveloped Blaine in a bone-crushing hug. "Who did this to you?"

All of them were silent. "Well, who did it?" she asked again.

"Sebastian…" Rachel admitted.

She held her brother out at arms length, "Who?"

"Sebastian." Blaine repeated, "He's a Warbler."

"A Warbler? A Warbler?" Francey hissed, causing even more stares. "We have to tell someone. Dalton has that no tolerance policy!"

Just then a nurse came by, "I'm sorry, but you're going to have to keep your voice down."

Francey opened her mouth to say something but Alexis cut her off, "Yes, of course. We're sorry." She turned away from the nurse, "Daddy, we'll be in the parking lot."

Leroy nodded and Alexis led Francey to the parking lot. "Francey, calm down."

"CALM DOWN, CALM DOWN? MY BROTHER IS WEARING AN EYE PATCH, AND NOT BECAUSE HE WANTS TO!"

"Fran, I'm fine." Only Blaine could get away with calling Francey Fran, "Let's just wait in the car."

"I'm going home in my car. Tell Dad that I've gone. Rachel, do you want to come?" Alexis asked.

"Sure." She knew her twin didn't want to be trapped in a car with a fuming older sister; and to be honest, neither did she.

"Wait, you guys can't just go!" Francey protested.

"Francey, it's fine. The car is too small for all of us, anyway."

Alexis nodded, gave Blaine a kiss, hugged Kurt, and nodded at Francey. "Bye. Love you."

"If you did, you'd stay." Francey grumbled.

Alexis ignored her and went to her car. Rachel said her goodbyes and followed. When she looked back all she could see was Francey shaking her head at them.

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A/N: And I've made Francey sound like a total bitch… That was the longest one-shot I've ever written. Was it any good? Please review!