A/N: Hey guys... I'm not late *cough*
So this weekend was cRaZy! and I didn't have a lot of time to write. So instead of doing my homework tonight I wrote this instead. I hope you enjoy it and thank you for not coming for my death when I didn't post on Sunday :) Enjoy!
Chapter 9: A Firm Heartbeat
Blaine woke to a firm heartbeat.
He is lying with his head on Kurt's chest. He feels cold so he pulls closer to Kurt, trying to feel his warmth. It's so cold he feels achy all over. He tries nuzzling into Kurt's chest but he can't seem to find warmth. His nuzzling eventually wakes Kurt up.
"Mmm… Morning…" Kurt said looking down at him. Kurt noticed that Blaine was warm against him. Too warm.
"Morning," Blaine replied, shivering more and further burying himself against Kurt.
"Sweetheart?" Kurt asked him, "Don't take this the wrong way but you're smothering me just a little."
"How are you not cold?" Blaine asked shivering, "I'm freezing!"
"Blaine it's not cold at all. We're inside and it's warm…" Kurt noticed how the shivers wracked his body.
"Come see," Kurt told him, "Let me see your forehead."
He felt Blaine's forehead. He was burning up with a high fever.
"Blaine… are you… feeling ok?" Kurt asked him tentatively. Blaine couldn't be sick. People who got sick ended up dying.
"I'm fine."
He started coughing. Kurt gave him a look.
"Really I am!"
"I beg to differ," Kurt said to him. He turned to the nurse who was working at the medicine cabinet, "Do you have a thermometer?"
She nodded and grabbed one. She cleaned it with alcohol and walked over to them. She shook the mercury down and instructed Blaine to put it under his tongue. After a couple of minutes, she took it and read it aloud.
"101.5. Blaine have bad fever. He should not be outside."
"I'm not sick, really I'm not!" Blaine countered.
"Blaine," Kurt said looking at him, "I know you. You would be the last person in the world to admit to being ill."
"I'm not," he coughs, "sick, Kurt."
Kurt just looks at him. Blaine knows that look. It's the look that says "You have two options: agree with me or agree with me."
"Ok," Blaine sighs, finally admitting, "I may be a little ill…"
Kurt takes Blaine's cheeks in his hands. He leans down to where Blaine's chin in resting on Kurt's chest, and kisses his hot forehead.
Kurt looks up at the nurse, "I know it's probably a little late to be asking you this, but I never did get your name."
"My name is Leoma," she replied, "Nurse Leoma Schmitz of Hersbruck."
"Pleasure to formally meet you, Nurse Leoma," he nodded to her, "Would you mind diagnosing Blaine? He's fallen ill."
She nods and motions Blaine over to the medical table.
"I need you to answer some questions for me Blaine," she instructs. He nods to her.
"Do you feel cold chills?"
Blaine nodded.
"Does your chest hurt?"
He nods.
"Let me see your neck."
She places her hands on the sides of the top of his neck.
"Lymph nodes swollen," she checks his head, "High fever," she inspects his body, "Pale skin tone, and loss in weight."
She pauses. Thinking and then almost looks as though she is confirming to herself.
"I suspect Tuberculosis. Blaine should not be working, he should be resting."
Blaine shook his head, "I'm fine, really."
He jumped up quickly off the table and onto the ground. Kurt watched as his knees buckled beneath him and he feel to the ground. Kurt was by his side as soon as he hit the cold concrete floor.
"Blaine!" he called, "Blaine, sweetheart! Are you ok?"
But Blaine couldn't her him. His world just kept spinning into darkness as he fell deeper into it.
Blaine woke to a firm heartbeat.
He was lying on the ground with Kurt, who was holding him to his chest. Kurt was playing with his curls and humming a soothing melody. Blaine stirred and looked up at him.
"Hello tipsy," Kurt laughed, "You really scared us just now. It's ok though, everything's going to be fine now."
Blaine smiled and put his head against Kurt's chest to listen to his heartbeat. It made him feel safe and secure.
Nurse Leoma came running in.
"We must move now! It is not safe! They come for you! They come for you!"
Moved a curtain over the door to the room Arella was in and ran to a cupboard. She opened the door and looked to Kurt and Blaine.
"There only room for one here. Quickly."
Before Blaine could say anything Kurt was shoving him into the small cupboard.
"Kurt! No!" He struggled to stay out of it, "You can't do this! KURT!"
Kurt looked at him, hands framing Blaine's face, "Blaine, I NEED you to be safe. I can survive whatever they throw at me b-but you'll d-die if they get you. Please… baby please… for me."
Blaine allowed Kurt to help him into the closet. Once he was situated Kurt turned to leave.
"Kurt!" Blaine grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. When they released Kurt closed the door and ran behind a counter.
The guards burst into the room and unleashed a fury. They overturned medicine bottles and instruments. They shot their guns all around hoping to his something. The vials of antibiotics crashed to the floor like raindrops during a showing, shattering and splaying everywhere.
One of the guards with a gun came around the counter and grabbed Kurt dragging him across the floor. They pushed him up against a wall and pointed the gun at his throat.
"I know there's another one of you vermin around here somewhere," he pressed down harder, "where is that piece of filth?"
Kurt just stared at him in spite.
"Fine, we'll find the piece of crap eventually."
He raised his gun to shot.
"NO!" Blaine jumped out of the closet and ran to Kurt. He pushed the gun away as he grabbed onto Kurt. Kurt's eyes went wide and he tried to push Blaine away.
"No, Blaine, you can't do this, Blaine, please, he'll kill us both."
"Nah, I just want him."
BANG! The soldier walked away and slammed the door.
Blaine felt cold as he fell backwards. Kurt caught him before he hit the ground.
"Blaine!" Kurt held onto him crying, "Please Blaine… don't leave me. Not here… not h-here…"
Blaine cough and a little trickle of blood ran down his cheek. "I'm so tired and my chest h-hurts Kurt… it hurts r-real bad Kurt…"
"I know sweetheart… Shh, I know…"
"Kurt… I want… I want to… to…" Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and tried to pull him closer.
"Cuddle with m-me…"
Kurt pulled Blaine against his chest. Blaine could hear his firm heartbeat and it gave him peace.
"S-sing p-pleas-se…"
Kurt kissed the top of Blaine's head, held him close, and began to sing:
Bist du bei mir, geh ich mit Freuden
zum Sterben und zu meiner Ruh.
Blaine was so tired, he just wanted to go to sleep in Kurt's arms.
Bist du bei mir, geh ich mit Freuden
zum Sterben und zu meiner Ruh.
Kurt could feel Blaine slipping away from him. Slipping further into the darkness and there was nothing he could do about it but be there for Blaine as he was taken from him.
Ach, wie vergnügt wär so mein Ende,
es drückten deine schönen Hände
mir die getreuen Augen zu!
Blaine kept shivering, his chest really making things hard for him.
Bist du bei mir, geh ich mit Freuden
zum Sterben und zu meiner Ruh.
"I love you," Blaine whispered.
"I love you more," Kurt whispered back to him.
Blaine smiled, "Impossible, y-you know I love you most…"
He let the darkness take him listening to Kurt's firm heartbeat.
Blaine woke to up to a firm heartbeat.
He was lying on the ground with Kurt, who was holding him to his chest. Kurt was playing with his curls and humming a soothing melody. Blaine stirred and looked up at him.
"Hello woozy," Kurt smiled down at him, "You gave us quite a scare there."
Blaine started sobbing into Kurt's chest.
"Blaine, love, what's the matter?"
"I-I…" he couldn't continue.
"Blaine, did something upset you?"
"I-I had-d a terrible d-dream… They came for u-us… He s-shot me a-and…" more sobs, "Y-you sang to me as I… as I…"
He couldn't continue.
"Shh… sweetheart it's ok. I'm here, I love you, and I'm not going to let them hurt you."
"P-promise?"
"Always."
Blaine nodded a little relieved, but still upset and tense. They held each other for a good thirty minutes. Kurt played with Blaine's hair as he traced patterns on Kurt's arm. After a good thirty minutes Kurt broke the silence.
"I was going to suggest that I head back to the bunkers but seeing as you can't come and you need me, how about I stay."
Blaine kissed Kurt's nose and pulled Kurt against him on the floor. The nurse came over with a pillow and blanket.
"These will help with cold weather."
"Thank you Nurse Leoma," Blaine told her, giving her a week smile.
Blaine lay back down and rested his head on Kurt's chest.
That night, Blaine fell asleep to a firm heartbeat.
A/N: Sooo despite the fact it was a little late you enjoyed it non? Tell me what you think! I love to hear your opinions(:
