She told them he was moved up to the operation room and let someone else take over the desk while she led them upstairs to the waiting room.
When they entered the room, they saw Kurt's mom, standing in front of the window; staring out of it with tears rolling down her face.
"Mom!" Kurt called out, the first words he had said since he received the phonecall.
She turned around and opened her arms for Kurt to run into them.
They stayed there in the same position, comforting each other, for a few minutes before Kurt pulled away to look up at his mom.
"Where's dad?"
His mother's eyes misted over and she looked away.
Mercedes, who had just been standing there in a corner of the waiting room, watching the two family members seek comfort in each other, now moved closer to Kurt, grabbing his hand.
Kurt's eyes flickered over to Mercedes only for a second before staring back at his mother.
"Mom?" he repeated, "What aren't you telling me?"
"He...He was in the car, with Noah," his mother said, her voice barely above a whisper, "He didn't wear his seatbelt..."
"No..." Kurt whispered, a look of utter shock on his face and squeezing Mercedes' hand.
His mother turned her head back to look at him again, her eyes filled with fresh tears.
"He didn't make it, Kurt. He didn't make it..."
Kurt backed away, letting go of Mercedes' hand.
"You're lying." he exclaimed, his voice shaking, "Where is he, mom? Where is dad?"
"He's gone, Kurt," Mercedes said softly because Kurt's mother wasn't able to speak anymore.
A silence fell and Mercedes tried to get closer to Kurt, who just kept backing away.
A doctor appeared in the doorway and cleared his throat, making the three people inside the waiting room look up at him.
"Mrs. Puckerman," the doctor spoke up once he knew he had her attention, "I'm afraid I have bad news..."
"No! Not my son!" mrs. Puckerman cried out, clasping her hand in front of her mouth.
"He's not dead," the doctor clarrified, "But he's in a coma."
"Where is he?" Kurt demanded before his mother could say something, "Where is Noah?"
The doctor looked a little confused from Kurt to his mom.
"Excuse me, but...Who are you?"
"I'm his brother." Seeing the doctor looking even more confused, he added, "His foster brother."
"Oh, I understand," the doctor replied, looking back to Noah's mother, "I can lead you to him if you want," then he turned
his head to Mercedes, giving her an apologetic look, "Family only I'm afraid."
Mercedes shook her head, giving Kurt his cellphone back, then looking at the doctor, "It's alright. He's not really a friend of mine anyway."
She gave Kurt a comforting hug before she walked out of the waiting and to the elevators.
"Follow me," the doctor spoke to Kurt and his mother, turning around so they could follow him to Noah's room.
As soon as he set one foot in Noah's room, Kurt froze at the sight of his "brother"; lying on that bed, hooked up to a lot of machines with a breathing tube in his mouth.
He had never seen his parents die in the hospital, but it was if he could see it now...
Seeing Noah like that brought back the pain of losing his parents...
Hell, he could've lost...No, he could still lose Noah and all he had done lately was being a bitch to him.
This wasn't the way he wanted Noah to remember him...
In only a few quick strides he was standing at the side of the bed, looking down at the broken form of the guy that used to be so strong.
He sat down beside him on the edge of the bed and leaned forwards so his mouth was next to Noah's ear.
"I'm sorry, Noah," he whispered softly, "I'm so sorry. Please, wake up for me...Please?"
He knew he wouldn't get a response, silently hoping he was wrong, so he didn't...
Without giving a damn about his mom and Noah's doctor looking at him, he lay himself down and buried his face in the crook of Noah's neck.
Soon enough he felt his mother's arms come over him and Noah and he heard a door close, indicating that the doctor had left the family alone...
Alone to deal with a loss and an almost loss of two loved ones...
When evening came and a nurse came in to gently tell them visiting hours were over, Kurt looked up and stared at the nurse determinedly.
"I'm staying."
Leaving no room for arguing in his statement, Kurt's mom had a quick word with the nurse and she agreed to let him stay.
The nurse also called a cab for Noah's and Kurt's mom because she just couldn't stay...
She wanted to, but the sight of her broken son and the loss of her husband made her want to be alone for the night.
Giving Kurt her sincere promise that she wouldn't do anything stupid and promising she would be back the next morning; Kurt let her go.
As soon as his mother and the nurse had left the room, Kurt buried his face back into Noah's neck and finally let himself break down.
Tears were streaming down his face. The sound of his sobs, mingled with silent pleas filling the room.
He didn't know if Noah could hear him, but at least he had to try.