A doctor took her into a room and Dax followed, but they made him wait outside. Fiften minutes later, Dax was allowed in. She had an IV in her arm and her head was bandaged, her eyes closed.

"What happened to her?" The doctor asked.

Dax shrugged and glanced at Blaine. "Last night she was clubbed in the head by someone. I managed to get her home and bandaged up; her brother and I thoguth she would've been alright - just a concussion. She called me not too long ago and she had said that her head was bleeding."

"Why didn't you bring her in as soon as you could?" He asked.

"I thought I had it under control. A concussion doesn't necessarily need doctor attention, so I imagined that she would be fine."

"But you saw the wound, did you not? If you bandaged it..."

"Yes, I did. But it wasn't bleeding like that." Dax hissed.

The doctor eyed him carefully and left the room. The nurses stayed, watching Dax carefully. Dax ignored them and moved to Blaine's side. "Blaine?" He whispered.

She groaned slightly. He reached over to caress her cheek. "Blaine, you're going to be alright now." He murmured.

"I told you... not to come..." She whispered, a smirk playing at her lips.

Dax's expression turned blank. "I heard you drop, Blaine. I heard the phone hit the ground, I knew you weren't okay. I'm not just going to let you lay on the ground, hurt, like everything is alright."

"...Sorry to have been such a bother since you returned home." She murmured with a small laugh.

"It wasn't your fault, Blaine. You're not being a bother." He chuckled lightly and lightly stroked her cheek with his thumb.

She smiled softly and leaned into his hand. "Y-You're not going to leave me ... are you?" She whispered.

Dax rolled his eyes and laughed. "First you tell me I didn't need to come, now you're afraid I'm going to leave?"

Blaine blushed faintly and moved her face away from his hand. "Fine, don't take my offer." She murmured.

Dax shook his head. "I'll stay." He murmured.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." She murmured. "The doctors will look after me and make sure I remain stable..."

Dax sighed. "Do you want me to stay or not?"

"O-Of course I do." She whispered. "I h-hate hosptials..."

"Then I'm staying." He chuckled.

Blaine moved her face to look at him again and smiled softly. "Don't let Chris know I'm at a hospital..." She murmured, blushing faintly.

Dax nodded. "I won't." He whispered and moved his hand to her hand. "But he'll probably find out eventually."

Blaine shrugged. "Hopefully it wont be until after I'm back home." She glanced down at their hands and smiled before looking back up at Dax. "You're too kind, you know that? You're too soft-hearted for your own good."

Dax chuckled. "If I'm correct, that was one of the reasons you demanded me to be your friend."

Blaine blushed again and nodded. "Yeah, that was definately one reason..." She murmured.

The nurses had moved out of the room finally, and Dax smiled. "Nice bandage; you might start a trend." He chuckled.

Blaine narrowed her eyes at Dax. "Yes, 'cause this is so... beautiful, on me, right?" She sighed.

Dax chuckled. "Of course."

Blaine rolled her eyes and forced herself into a sitting position. "I-I just want to go home... I hate these places... they're eerie..." She sighed

Dax shook his head. "They want to keep you here for a night to monitor you. I'll stay, but I have to leave early in the morning."

Blaine shook her head. "I'm not staying here overnight."

"You have to." Dax sighed and moved a bit closer. "They need to monitor your wound." He said slowly, staring at her with a blank expression. "They don't care if you don't like it or not, they're making sure that you will be fine before they send you away."

Blaine searched his face before smirking. "What if I sneak out?"

"I don't think you could get very far with that on your head and an IV in your arm. Nurses and Doctors might think somethings up. Plus, you have me to get past." He chuckled and smirked.

Blaine stared blankly at Dax. "For one, I'd take off the bandage and pull out the IV, secondly, I could pass you easily." She smirked.

Dax shook his head. "I think I have a slight advantage considering your condition and mine." He frowned.

Blaine shook her head. "I'm not that dizzy anymore. I could pass you." She smirked again.

"Let's not try." Dax stated and ran his hand through his hair.

Blaine shook her head. "I'm up for it." She laughed before wincing.

Dax shook his head. "Blaine, stop fighting." He chuckled and turned to look at her eyes, determination filling them.

Blaine shook her head. "No. I. Hate. Hospitals!" She glared at him.

"I. Don't. Care!" He stated, his lips turning up into a smirk. "You're staying here." He laughed gently.

Blaine groaned and pulled the bandage off her head, feeling a small stitch mark where the wound was. She then went to reach for the IV to pull it from her arm. Dax widened his eyes and jumped to hold her down. "Blaine!"

She laughed slightly as she looked up at him. She pouted her lip. "But Daxer..." She pouted, trying to pull off puppy dog eyes.

Dax sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Blaine, but I can't allow you to leave." He murmured.

Blaine shook her head as she tried to struggle against his strength. "All I need to do is pull out the IV... then I can get past you." She smirked.

Dax shook his head and forced her hands above her head. "You're not going anywhere." He said.

Blaine bit her lip as a faint blush covered her cheeks. "So you'd rather keep me imprisioned here?" She pouted again.

"You're not a prisoner here, but if you want to put it that way, then yes. I'm forcing you here against your will because I care about your well-being."

Blaine smirked. "You panicked when I dropped, didn't you?"

"Naturally." He replied and closed his eyes.

Her smirk grew. "Little Daxey is totally in love with Blainey." She teased before laughing.

Dax raised a brow as he stared down at Blaine. A blush had spread across her cheeks as she stared up at him smirking. "Another reason why you're not fine." He murmured.

Blaine scoffed. "I'm fine! Am I not allowed to tease you?"

"You may be teasing me, but it seems to be affecting you more." He chuckled.

Blaine blushed more and shook her head. "Shut up... I-I'm blushing because you have me pinned..."

Dax rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't be pinning you if you weren't trying to start a riot in the hospital."

She scoffed again. "Riot? I just wanna leave, how's that a riot?"

"If you try to run, everyone would be chasing you." He shugged. "Either way, you're not going anywhere."

Blaine smirked. "You don't think a group of nurses and doctors chasing after me would be funny?"

"It'd be hilarious, if there weren't others in the hospital with illness and injuries walking about and trying to rest." He replied.

Blaine shrugged. "Or, everyone could let me walk out calmly and there would be no need to disrupt the other patients."

"What happens if you were to go home, and in the middle of the night, you start to gush blood again?" Dax asked. "Or you are walking down the stairs and you pass out? I'm not letting you go, and neither is the hospital. You're staying the night."

Blaine sighed dramatically before looking away from Dax. "Fine..."

"Alright?"

She nodded. "Yes."

He nodded and slowly returned to his spot on the edge of the bed. "Okay." He said.

Blaine smirked and rested a moment. When Dax wasn't looking, she quickly pulled out the IV before looking at Dax to see if he noticed. Dax ran his hand through his hair and sighed, leaning back onto Blaine's leg. "You should probably get some rest now."

Blaine shrugged. "Not tired." She snickered quietly. She was waiting for the perfect moment to bolt out the door. Blaine sighed deeply as she reached her hand out to rest on top of Dax's head. "How mad would you be if I left this hospital?" She murmured.

"I'd be a little upset." Dax replied, closing his eyes and sighing.

Blaine frowned and bit her lip. She moved the arm that once had the IV in it to put in Dax's view. Dax sighed and turned to look at Blaine. "Something told me you weren't giving up." He murmured. "Are you going to run?" He asked, moving to stand.

Blaine sighed deeply but shook her head. "Not if it's gonna make you upset." She said under her breath.

Dax smiled gently. "Thank you." He murmured.

Blaine rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Whatever. But if those doctors try to put that needle back in, or wrap a stupid white bandage around my head, I'll shoot 'em." She murmured.

Dax's eyes widened and he looked out the door. "Your gun? It's here?" He asked frantically.

Blaine's eyes widened. "Wh-What do you mean, it's here? I always have it..." She narrowed her eyes. "You took it, didn't you?"

Dax's expression softened and he sighed with relief. "Right, I placed it on your table the last night." He chuckled.

Blaine narrowed her eyes even further. "How dare you?" She hissed, a playful look in her eyes.

"I'm just glad you don't have it right now." He said and sat back down on the edge of the bed. "That in itself would cause a riot."

Blaine shrugged. "Riots are fun. Ever been in one?" She chuckled.

"Unfortunately." Dax replied. "Anyways, rest."

Blaine shook her head. "You may keep me stuck in here, but I'm not sleeping."

"Fine, but I am." He chuckled and laid down on the bed beside hers. He pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and set an alarm for early in the morning before returning it to his pocket. "I'm sorry I might not be here when you wake."

Blaine smirked. "I may not be here when you wake up."

"Blaine..." Dax groaned and frowned.

Blaine avoided his gaze and shrugged. "Just saying."

Dax narrowed his eyes before standing back up and leaving the room. Ten minutes later he returned to meet Blaine just leaving the room. He shook his head and grabbed her wrist. "You're coming with me." He stated.

She raised an eyebrow. "Wh-Where are we going?"

He shook his head. "Follow." He stated and guided her out of the hospital after retrieving his own things.