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"You have nothing to apologize for son, you can scream as much as you want. I might do some screaming later as well."

Angela entered the room where Kurt was still being hugged by his parents.

"So, the operation went well. I'm going to release him now. He needs to be somewhere he finds safe, and that isn't at the hospital. But, if he gets worse in any way – more pain, nausea, if he starts bleeding, anything, I want you to come directly in. Is that clear?"

"Like crystal." Carole nodded.

"Good. Let's see if I can speak with Blaine. Blaine?" She placed a hand on his shoulder to rouse him, "Can you wake up a moment for me?" Blaine opened his eyes.

"Hi. How are you feeling?"

"Who are you?" Blaine blinked at that woman he couldn't remember.

"My name is Angela. I'm a doctor here."

"Doctor? Where am I?"

"You're at the hospital. But you'll be going home now. Tomorrow you'll have a better memory of what's happening with you."

"Home?"

"Yes. Is that a problem?"

"No, no. No problem. I just don't… I don't know… My dad he'll…"

"No, Blaine. You are going home to Kurt's."

"Oh. I like that. Kurt's my boyfriend. Did you know? He is my perfection. I love him. He is my boyfriend. Kurt is."

"Yes, I know. He loves you too." Angela smiled at the foggy boy, but kept talking to him. "I'll see you tomorrow. You'll feel a bit sore, but your head will be less foggy then."

"Looking forward to that…" He mumbled and closed his eyes again. Angela smiled and turned to the others in the room.

"So, he is a bit confused. It's a result of the concussion and the pain medicine. He might get a bit fuzzy from the pain killers, especially the first couple of times, but he will get use to them soon. He'll most likely find it hard to remember yesterday and today at all. You may have to repeat where he is and that he is going to be okay. Just be patient, his head will clear tomorrow or the next day. Unfortunately, that'll lead to a whole lot of other problems."

"One step at the time." Kurt said, and the others nodded their heads, agreeing with him, as well as repeating his sentence, as if reminding themselves.

"One step at the time."

Kurt sat in the back seat of the car and carefully shook Blaine awake when they returned home. Finn and Puck were at house and Finn came out to greet them. Blaine had crutches from the hospital but was far from ready to start using them. Carole doubted that he even had noticed that he had a cast on his foot. He was still a bit groggy from the pain killers.

"Kurt?"

"Yes, honey?"

"This car is high up in the air."

"What do you mean? It is on the ground."

"Yes, I can see that silly. But the ground is far from me. Am I supposed to jump?" Blaine asked.

"No, no! Don't jump!" Three different voices screamed at the same time.

"Woah! Take it easy. I was just wondering. Am I supposed to sleep in here then?"

"No, no. Finn will help you in." Burt said as Finn went to help Blaine. He watched Blaine carefully.

"Finn! Hi! I'm gonna live here in the back seat apparently."

"Okay?" Finn said, confused.

"Finn, Blaine is a little affected by his medicine can you help him from the car and to the couch?"

"Yeah, of course." Finn reached in to the car and lifted Blaine easily.

"You're really strong. A superman like Burt. Wow! I am flying!"

"You're not that heavy ya'know." He let Blaine on the couch were Puck was sitting watching TV.

"Puck! I am sitting next to you."

"Yeah! I can see that!" Puck frowned and turned to Finn who mouthed "medicine" to him. Puck's eyebrows rose in understanding.

"Can I feel your hair?"

"Uuummmh… sure Blaine."

"It stands right up."

"Mmmmh…"

"You're kinda a scary ya'know that right?"

"Do you think I am scary Blaine?"

"Yeah. Not like my dad. But still."

"I'm not gonna hurt you. I promise."

"Okay." Blaine turned his attention to the TV. He had a very short attention span though, and soon he was watching Puck again.

"Why are you here?"

"I wanted to hang out with Finn. And I was promised pizza."

"Oh. Why am I here?" Blaine stared at Puck waiting for an answer. Puck turned to Finn, not sure what to answer. Finn shrugged. He didn't know how to answer either. They both looked at Blaine and were quite relieved to see that he had fallen asleep. Kurt came in to the living room, smiled at Blaine and tried to get him as comfortable as possible.

"He's quite intense on these pain killers, Kurt, and very honest." Puck looked at Kurt who stopped in his movement.

"What did he say to you?"

"He said he thought I was scary, but not like his dad?"

"Okay, nothing else?"

"No, he touched my hair though…"

"Kurt, his dad, is he…?" Finn didn't know how to finish the sentence.

"He's in jail. Dad and Carole have temporary custody right now."

Finn just nodded, he had so many more questions, but he knew he had to wait. He knew Kurt well enough to recognize that voice he used – "don't ask me more right now I can't take it".

Blaine slept until Kurt woke him when the pizzas were delivered. They all decided to eat in the living room; it would be easier for Blaine with his cast to stay on the couch, with the cast on a footstool. They put on a movie and enjoyed the normality of a Saturday night. Carole gave Blaine more painkillers before he started eating. He felt hungry and actually ate without throwing up. Kurt sat next to him, enjoying some hours without hospitals, surgery, anxiety or confusion. Puck chuckled in his seat on the other couch and pointed at Blaine. The exhausted teen had fallen asleep with a piece of the pizza still in his hand.

"It's still a huge improvement from the breakfast." Kurt stated while removing the piece from Blaine's hand.

"How so?" Puck looked confused at him. Kurt explained how Blaine ate breakfast while sleeping. Puck didn't laugh now though, he just looked at Blaine at Kurt.

"Wow, this kid has been through a lot, hasn't he?"

"You have no idea…"

Blaine woke an hour later. His head hurt, but not like it had before. He felt some pain in his stomach and foot, but he felt like his head was clear, like after rain on a hot summer day. He could think for the first time in a while. And it soon became very clear what had woken him – he really had to go to the toilet. He opened his eyes and looked around him to determine where he was. Kurt was beside him, sleeping soundly. Carole and Burt were on the recliners, asleep as well. On the other couch were Puck and Finn. It seemed like he was the only one awake.

Blaine tried to why he was here at the Hummel's and why everyone else was so tired. He really needed to relieve himself though, so he let go of that thought, and got up from the couch and onto his feet. Or, he tried to, but on his left foot was a heavy cast which he didn't expect at all. The cast and his foot still lay on the footstool, and he fell on the ground with a loud thud.

That woke everyone. Kurt was on his feet next to Blaine in an instant.

"Blaine, what are you doing?"

"Uummhh… I don't know. I tried to go to the bathroom."

"You should have woken me, I would have helped you."

"I didn't know I needed help. There is a cast on my foot, Kurt."

"Yes, it is broken."

"Broken? How do you know?"

"We were at the hospital today were they took some x-rays."

"Hospital?"

"Yes, you don't remember it at all, do you?"

"Ummh, no. I might if I can think about it, but I really need to get to the toilet."

"OH! Right! Let's get your crutches."

"I'll help you Blaine." Finn lifted Blaine from the floor and headed to the bath room.

"Oh, wow. This isn't embarrassing at all…"

"It's okay. You can manage your clothes and stuff in there, right."

"Yes, yes. Oh my god. Yes." Blaine went pink.

"Good. I'll be outside. Let me know when you're done."

"Thanks Finn."