"Buffy Anderson to the front office please."

Buffy looked up and frowned, Blaine wasn't supposed to pick her up from school till after lunch, She checked her watch, It was only 11:30. She grabbed her bad off the floor and headed towards the main office, very confused. She pushed open the door, feeling the cool air conditioning. Her mom and dad were sitting in the cushy seats the office provided, grim expressions on their faces.

"What's the matter Mom?" She asked, a little suspicious.

"Blaine...He's been in an accident."

An hour or so later, Buffy was having a very heated argument with her father as she tried to take her phone out of her pocket.

"He deserves to know Dad!" Buffy yelled.

"Blaine Just got over that phase Buffy Temperence Anderson! We sent him to that school so he would be shot of him!" He yelled back, his face turning a dark maroon shade.

"Blaine will never be shot of Kurt Dad." She said Dad with so much venom in her voice, it could cut metal. "Blaine loves him and if you can't except him for that, You don't deserve him as your son."

"How dare you tell me such-" He blustered, his face growing to a purple.

"Oh I dare. Now remove your hand from pocket or I will scream so loud that your eardrum will rupture." She threatened, dead serious.

He paused, calling her bluff. Buffy shrugged and screwed up her face ready to scream, when her father slapped his hand over her mouth. "You can call the damn boy. Just don't make a scene."

Buffy stalked away from her father in a huff and pressed 2 on her keypad.

"Hey B, Did Blaine already pick you up?"

"No, No he didn't."

"Whats the matter? You sound upset boo."

"K-Kurt...It's Blaine..."

"Oh my god...What's the matter? Are they sending him back? Oh god not now."

"N-No...H-He was in a car crash, and he's unconcious."

"H-He's... Oh god no."

"I begged my parents to let me call you, Please get over here fast. Please."

"I'm leaving now."

The line went dead and Buffy felt frozen, She couldn't even move to pressed the end call button.

Fifteen minutes later the doors burst open and Kurt was standing there, breathing heavily.

"Kurt!" Buffy ran into his arms, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh Buffy..." He murmured, stroking her crazy curls, "Everything is going to be okay."

Their was an akward little cough from behind them, Buffy turned around and looked at her parents. "Um, This is Kurt Hummel. He's been Blaine's boyfriend for...three months?"

"Four." He corrected quietly. "When do we get to go see Blaine?"

"You two can go see him now. Just tell them Kurt's his cousin." Their mother told them.

The two ran off down the hall, leaving their parents alone in the waiting room.

"Monica! Don't go encouraging their...their behavior!" Erick whispered harshely.

"Obviously that kid cares for Blaine and Buffy. We're in danger of losing our son, and Buffy's in danger of losing her brother. I think this really puts things into perspective." Monica hissed. "Blaine is whoever he is, and we can't change that. I can't believe it took me that long to get that." She got up and looked at her husband, "I'm going to get coffee." She stalked off to the doors, her heels clicking behind her.

Down the hall,Buffy and Kurt were standing in the doorway, unable to move forward. Blaine was laying completely still on the bed, His leg was elavated and his head was wrapped in gauze.

"Oh god." Buffy murmered.

"This is...so much worse, Than I expected."