A.N.: Yeah…so…almost done with finals now, just one more to go :D …he he…time for Klaine…;D

Chapter Notes: The title of this chapter is also the title of a beautiful song from Adam Lambert which kind of got stuck in my head so…he he…So there is a little more fluff in this chapter…I figured the boys deserved it before the whole thing sets off for the final parts…it's not just that though...

So enough with the rambling on with the chapter :D

Enjoy ;)

"Ngh…" Kurt woke up when the sun started tickling his face.

For a moment a deep heaviness settled on him, a crushing sadness at the thought of having to spend yet another day without Blaine. But as he became more and more aware of his surroundings, he felt a warm body pressed up against his and strong arms wrapped tightly around him. And he remembered, a large smile threatening to split is face in half.

He opened his eyes and took in the plain, small but comfortable, single room Blaine had been lying in while he had been comatose. He turned around looking at the sleeping form of his boyf…fiancé he gently reminded himself, looking at the ring that now once again was where it belonged.

He propped himself up on an elbow and gently ran his hand over the warm torso of the sleeping raven, before he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on his cheek. He didn't want to wake him up, but he just reveled in their regained closeness, making him all the more aware how terribly empty his world had been without Blaine.

He just took in the warmth of Blaine's arms around him, his gorgeous face, the soft curls, framing his face loosened from their usual gel helmet, the softness of his skin, his smell, so pleasant and comforting even after having been in a coma for over a week.

Kurt could feel tears welling up in his eyes as he thought that, just lying there, unmoving, Blaine almost looked as if he was back in his coma. The tears brimmed over and he buried his face in Blaine's side, shaking with silent sobs as the misery of their situation crashed down on him again.

He couldn't lose Blaine, that much he knew. The first step was done now, from what Wes and David had said, the cancer was all gone now, but still, it wasn't over. And of course there was the thing about Blaine's parents…or well, his mother at least. He was quite sure that he hadn't heard the last of her.

"Hey…baby what's wrong? Why are you crying?" a soft concerned voice asked drawing him out of his reverie.

"Blaine." he just said, looking up to meet the gaze of worried hazel eyes.

Blaine just smiled in response, just looking at him. Kurt couldn't help the answering smile that spread on his lips as Blaine captured them in a tender kiss.

"So…" Blaine began, looking at the brunette boy in his arms with a loving smile "...what have you been up to while…we were…uh…" he broke off, the memory still to fresh and painful to bring it back to life.

Kurt looked into his eyes silently, looking for something Blaine didn't know was there. Realizing that it was important for the raven to know the young countertenor sighed.

"I…well…I wasn't up to much…I…um…I…" he averted his eyes "I cleared out our apartment…as I told you I would…" his voice broke but when Blaine wanted to say something he shook his head "Puck, Finn, Sam, Mike and Lauren helped carrying the heavy stuff to Mercedes' place…she and David had some spare rooms for me to move into…the girls helped me pack the other stuff…I don't know what I would have done without them…I think, aside from you and my dad of course…they are the best thing that ever happened to me…and…other than that…I have mostly been either sitting at home singing along to terribly depressing songs from the radio or…" he blushed deeply "or standing in front of the hospital, wishing that I could just go in, wishing that somehow I could make you understand how much I still love you…make you wake up."

Blaine chuckled softly and Kurt buried his face in the older boy's chest.

"Yeah I know it's stupid…" he whispered embarrassed.

"No…no…" Blaine said determinedly, making Kurt look at him. "It's not stupid…I mean…I was lost…I don't know what happened…but…I was just lost somewhere…" he continued softly.

Kurt looked at him, glasz eyes large and interested, if a little anxious.

"What…what happened?" he asked lowly.

"I don't know. I remember…our fight…you walking out on me…I remember feeling as if my life had just lost all of its sense, even though I quickly realized that my parents had something to do with it. I remember singing along to FM Static's 'Tonight' imagining that I heard you singing along with me as I stood there staring out of the window wishing you were there." He stopped at Kurt's disbelieving stare "Yeah I know it's a little pathetic."

"No…gaga no…it's just…after we broke up…that night…I stood at the window in our apartment thinking of you, singing along to that song on the radio."

Blaine blinked twice, staring at Kurt incredulously before they both burst into laughter at the absurdity of the whole situation.

"Ok and then…what happened then?" Kurt probed gently when they had calmed down a little.

"Well…I went to sleep…I remember going into surgery the day after that and…I just…everything started spinning and then it went black and…I just…I couldn't find a way back and the longer I stayed the less I wanted to…at first I heard Wes and David and I wanted to tell them that I was ok…I even heard my father crying…the doctors talking…but I didn't want to come back…and I guess at one point I was just too far gone to get back…and then you came…" Blaine smiled widely.

Kurt blushed, taking Blaine's hand, squeezing it gently, his own hands still not fully healed. Blaine squeezed back reassuringly.

"I guess that I knew you were there from the second you entered the room…and then you started talking and it was as if I saw a light…like a star guiding me back home…back to you…but I couldn't make it…and then you started singing and I could hear all your love and pain, all the memories of our past, all the promises of the futures we can built together…and I knew that I could do it…you brought me back…"

The both stayed silent for a while, just looking into each other's eyes as they let the whole situation sink in. They didn't even notice the nurse that walked in, gaped and backed out again to go running to get a doctor.

Their moment was rudely interrupted as the doctor, which Blaine's parents had gotten for their son, one of the best surgeons in the world, walked in.

"Mr. Anderson. You are awake." he stated, glaring at Kurt disapprovingly "May I ask who you are" he asked rather rudely, staring at Kurt.

Both of the boys tensed, they had just found each other again and were not about to let some dick of a doctor ruin this for them.

"This is Mr. Kurt Hummel, as you can see he is listed as Mr. Anderson's next of kin and he is his fiancé." a familiar voice replied rather coldly.

The two boys looked up, Kurt edging off the bed, hanging on to Blaine's hand, who was clutching his like a lifeline, just to see Dr. Morgan standing in the doorframe. Kurt shot him a grateful and relieved smile and the young doctor nodded imperceptibly.

"Is that so?" the older man asked with a very deep frown "Well in that case, congratulations." he added, sarcasm evident in his voice.

Kurt could feel Blaine tense, and reached out a hand, putting in on his chest to calm him down.

"Why haven't we been informed about the fact that Mr. Anderson woke up?" he asked further, question directed at Kurt, who looked a little lost, seeing as the doctor seemed to have about an as high opinion of him as Blaine's mother.

"Uhh…" he started insecurely before Blaine cut him off.

"I asked him not to tell anyone." he said plainly, causing everyone in the room to stare at him "I thought I had lost him, he thought he had lost me, I just woke up because he was here…I didn't want our getting back together to be spoiled by some stupid probing and prodding, when all I wanted was to hold him and never ever let go of him again."

Kurt blushed violently at Blaine's words, Dr. Morgan had to fight very hard to suppress his laughter and the nurse and the older doctor just looked rather…baffled.

"Well…" the older doctor said after he had regained some of his composure "We do have to check you for any lingering effects of the surgery or your coma, but if you insist your…fiancé…can stay with you…we will leave it up to you to inform your parents or any other people of the change in your condition."

Of course Blaine insisted on Kurt staying, but the latter told him that he had to make some calls and so they parted, albeit reluctantly.

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Kurt went outside, to get some air, clear his head and make some calls. First he called his brother's place, where Burt and Carole were currently staying as well so they could be closer to Kurt to be there for him, telling them the great news.

Second he called Mercedes, who told him that Wes was currently at their place for breakfast, so he broke the news to all of them, too, asking Mercedes whether she could possibly spread the word, which, of course, she immediately promised to do.

And last, he called a person he would have never imagined calling ever. He called Blaine's father.

"Anderson?"

"Mr. Anderson? This is Kurt Hummel."

"Oh…" there was a short pause and it sounded to Kurt as if Blaine's father was walking into a different room or something. "So…what can I do for you?"

Kurt's jaw dropped, literally, a those words. It was so completely different from their previous encounters that he asked himself whether he was even talking to the same person. But then again, Blaine had said that his father had cried next to his bed, back when he had been in this coma and he had allowed Kurt to come over. Maybe, just maybe, the man really really loved his son and had only realized that upon almost losing him forever.

"Well…I…I do not need anything." Kurt replied, mentally kicking himself for getting so lost in thought, while he was being at the phone with Blaine's father. "I am just calling to thank you for allowing me to visit Blaine and to tell you that I did and…he's awake…" he broke off at the sound of the cellphone hitting the floor.

The slender falsetto raised a disbelieving eyebrow. What on earth was this Why would the man that had been so ready to let Blaine rot in hell for being with Kurt, react like that upon hearing that Blaine was awake again?

"Thank you." a shaky voice said before the line went dead.

Kurt just stared at his phone, briefly wondering if someone had inserted a behavior altering chip into Mr. Anderson's brain for him to go completely 180 on Kurt. Not that he was complaining, but it was a little creepy, and he didn't really trust the sudden change of tone.

He shrugged it off and walked back inside, his face lighting up with a huge smile as he walked into Blaine's room finding the raven smiling brightly at him, just to tell him that everything was fine and that he could even go home soon. When he pulled Blaine into a tight hug Kurt thought, just for a moment, that maybe everything could be going great for them after all. Just once, everything could go just fine. Maybe miracles did happen after all.

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It wasn't that easy of course. While the surgery had gone well and now that Blaine was awake again his full recovery was up to 99.9% likely, he still had to get some post surgery treatments, which, while they had improved a lot during the past 10 years, still weren't easy and also were very expensive. If he would use the expensive treatment, which was based on the newest standarts in medicine he would have to come in once every week for 5 weeks for the administration of the medication. The method would be less painful than a chemo and Blaine wouldn't lose his hair, but it would still take a toll on him and he would need someone to look out for him.

That was what Dr. Morgan told the two boys a while after Kurt had returned.

"He had me." Kurt said firmly, looking at the doctor. "I'll help him to get through it…I can't risk losing him again."

The doctor smiled at the young countertenor, reading the sincerity in his glasz eyes.

"I know." he replied.

Blaine just stared at Kurt, tears filling his eyes. He felt a little stupid for crying now, but the whole ordeal was starting to take its and having Kurt back by his side, hearing him say that he would stay with him no matter what, just tore him up inside, but in a good way.

"Well…I will see when we can get you cleared to go home, Blaine, Kurt, if you want to stay here…?" the doctor continued and Kurt grinned, while Blaine mock-frowned at the first name basis.

"Sure I'll be right here…I'm not going anywhere…although…" Kurt continued drifting off.

Blaine tightened his hold of Kurt's hand.

"What…do you have to be somewhere?"

"Huh? Oh…no…" Kurt laughed "Even if I definitely wouldn't go…but…there are some people that would like to see you…" he smiled "I called my parents, Finn, Wes, David, Mercedes and I'm pretty sure that all of New Di and half of the Warblers knows what's up right now."

Blaine frowned.

"There is something you're not telling me…isn't there?" he asked, voice insecure.

"It's nothing don't worry about it." Kurt assured him with a smile, cupping his cheek with his hand, staring into his eyes lovingly.

"But…"

"No Mr! No deal. The only thing you get to worry about right now is getting back onto your feet and back home with me."

Both of their hearts jumped at the mentioning of going home, together. Kurt leaned down slowly, his eyes fixed on Blaine's. The hazel eyes off the older boy flicked to Kurt's lips for a split second before they returned to his eyes. Their eyes flew shut as their lips met in a gentle, slow kiss.

"Welcome back baby." Kurt whispered as they broke apart for air, bringing their foreheads together.

"Ehem." someone cleared his throat form the general direction of the door.

The boys whipped around, Blaine's grip on Kurt's hand tightening once again as they found Blaine's father standing in the doorway.

There was an awkward silence for a moment, Blaine looking around between his father and Kurt, whose gazes had locked, before Jonathan spoke up.

"Kurt,"

Blaine was stunned, his father had actually used Kurt's name for once…

"…I saw your father driving into the parking lot as I walked into the hospital…he should be here soon…would you…would you mind giving me a private moment with my son?" it wasn't spoken as an insult or a threat, just a simple question.

Blaine's head was spinning. How did his father knew Burt? What was going on between Kurt and his father? And where was his mother?

Kurt was silent for a moment, trying to capture Blaine's eyes, before he replied.

"I…no…I wouldn't mind…I will be right outside if you need me ok?" he ended, turning to Blaine, who nodded, dazed.

Kurt smiled and leaned down to place a tender kiss on Blaine's forehead.

"I love you." he whispered before walking towards the door.

"Thank you." The elder Anderson whispered as Kurt passed him "For everything."

Kurt just nodded with a small smile and walked outside, closing the door behind him.

Blaine, who had watched the small exchange all but slack jawed, now turned his attention away from his retreating fiancé and to his father who was standing close to the door stiffly, looking at him a little insecure. After a long moment of uncomfortable silence he finally broke it.

"Blaine…We need to talk."

Chapter End Notes: There :D Next Chapter done…there are not that many more to come so I hope you liked the story so far…:D

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The next chapter will feature two conversations, one between Blaine and Jonathan and one between Kurt and Burt and we will see what these lead to…

I hope I will be able to update soon…

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