He was floating, hearing voices in and out of his clouded thoughts.

"Kurt, its Finn. I'm right here. Wake up really soon. We love you."

He felt the person brush a kiss against his temple. The voice and name sounded so familiar, almost comforting.

"Kurt, I love you. I don't know if you can hear me, but it's me, Blaine, and I-I'm in love with you. I wanna be with you and only you," another voice said above his head; he felt fingers squeezing his hand. The hand was soft, warm, gentle.

"Hey, the Warblers love and miss you, buddy. Wake up very soon."

"Awe, dammit baby. Why did this have to happen? Why?"

"San, when is my baby dolphin gonna wake up?"

Everything around him just felt so numb, but the voices were so clear. Even through the fogginess of his thoughts, he was still very much there.

Suddenly, another voice came to him.

"Kurt, it's your dad. I'm right here, Buddy, I'm here." The voice was gruff yet gentle. Kurt knew that voice. "Kurt, it's okay. It's okay, baby." He felt a kiss being brushed to his forehead softly, fingers squeezing his hand firmly. The very first thought came to his head.

Daddy?

All Kurt knew was that there was an annoying beeping sound somewhere nearby. He moaned and moved his head, whimpering as pain shot through it.

"Kurt! Kurt, open your eyes!" an encouraging voice said above his head urgently.

Kurt let out a groan, moving his head again, but letting out a quiet, strangled cry as his head thumped painfully in protest.

"That's it Kurt. Just open your eyes. It's alright, baby. Daddy's here. You're alright," that voice said again.

"Daddy?" Kurt whispered hoarsely, wincing as he his dry throat protested.

"Yes, Buddy. I'm right here. Daddy's here," Burt said softly as he kissed his son's forehead gingerly.

Kurt opened his eyes slowly, closing them immediately as a blinding white light began hurting his head.

"I-I-I'm alive?" he croaked.

"Yes, you're in the hospital, baby. You were very badly injured and under a coma for the past fifteen days," Burt said gently, looking like he hadn't slept in days. He had circles under his eyes, which looked blood-shot. Has he been crying?

Suddenly, that's when Kurt's eyes snapped open. He tried to sit up, but his damaged chest protested, which made his gasp in pain. "Wait, wh-wh-what? Fifteen days? Where are Carol and Finn? Where's Blaine?! Is he here? What's been going on-?" He pressed a finger to the side of his head as a wave of nausea passed over him.

"Shhhh," Burt shushed him soothingly. He pushed his hand down on Kurt's chest carefully to help him lie down. "It's okay, baby. Blaine and Finn are downstairs getting something to eat right now. They'll be back soon. But you need to stay still. Just try not to move too much. Your ribs are broken so your breathing is going to be very painful for the next couple of days. After the doctors are sure, you can go home. Why don't you try sleeping for a little bit? And when you wake up, they'll be here."

Kurt really didn't want to sleep, but soon enough, Burt's hands started stroking his cheek and running through his hair while he pressed kisses to his forehead.

"Just go to sleep. It'll be fine," were the last words Kurt heard before he started to drift off to sleep.


After what felt like at least fifteen minutes later, as soon as Kurt opened his eyes, he saw Blaine and Finn walking in. As soon as Finn saw Kurt awake, he practically ran over to Kurt, bending over and hugging him carefully, being extremely careful with the tubes and wires and wrappings. Kurt carefully wrapped his arms around Finn as Blaine started stroking his hair softly. Kurt could feel Finn's tears on his neck.

"Kurt," Finn sobbed, slightly tightening his grip. "You're alright!"

Kurt nodded against Finn.

"We missed you so much," Blaine whispered. "We thought you were dead. They almost lost you three times."

Suddenly, that's when memories flashed through Kurt's mind, and tears started rolling down his cheeks.

"I could have died," he sobbed. "Why? Who?"

"Santana, Brittany and Thad found you just in time," Blaine said. "Thank god Santana's father is a doctor; you were stabbed and she managed to stop the bleeding. You would have died if she didn't do what she did. You're lucky."

Kurt sniffled and buried his face in Finn's broad shoulder.

"Shhhhhhh," Finn said comfortingly. "You're safe now." Finn released Kurt and grabbed a couple of tissues, drying up Kurt's tears.

"So, what's gonna happen after this?" Kurt asked.

"Well, we know for one thing that after you rest at home for a good four days, a trial will be taking place. Mike's dad has already agreed to be your attorney. He'll do it for free," Finn said.

"C'mon, Finn, tell Mike that I can find money to pay his dad," Kurt said.

"No Kurt, Mike's dad is doing it because he wants to. He doesn't need money to help you," Blaine said.

Suddenly, they both heard a knock on the door, and Officer Perez came in. She must have been there to get Kurt's statement.

"Hey, Kurt. Just so you know I'm not responsible for what had happened. The two guards that were standing out Karofsky's cell apparently were narcoleptic and they fell asleep on the job," she said.

"Well then tell them to have two hundred cups of coffee before heading to work and maybe things will be just fine," Kurt said, his voice absolutely saturated with sarcasm. Finn chuckled, relieved to hear Kurt's sassiness.

They then started to answer the questions. After Kurt was finished she asked Blaine and Finn to provide their statements.

"Okay, now I just have to interview Santana, Brittany, Thad, Wes and Trent and we'll be ready to do this," Officer Perez said.

"Wait, did you question them yet?" Blaine asked, afraid that just mentioning Kurt's attackers' names would cause Kurt to hyperventilate with a panic attack.

"No not yet, though that's the next step. Trust me, Kurt, if they try to lie to my face I won't accept one once of their crap. I don't believe what they told Officer Paladino one bit because when I looked over his report, I could tell they were lying. Oh, and you're lucky this time, because one of your friends caught Karofsky taking you from your room at Dalton, and little did those boys know that the little hiding spot they used had a security camera in it, as it was actually a storage closet in a paper warehouse. They've got cameras all over that place. We have lots of evidence there for the trial." Officer Perez then left the room after, allowing Kurt to lie down and have Finn and Blaine with him to himself.