Well my darling readers...this is the last update for this week...being Christmas and all. So if you celebrate...have a Merry one. If not I hope you have a great weekend and you miss me as much as I miss you.

The words on the former were most likely in English, Matt reasoned as he blinked his eyes in an attempt to focus on the task at hand. They only looked to be in French because he was too busy freaking out. The nurse hadn't really given him the admission form in French to complete. Maybe it had been a bad idea to insist Clara go on to her clinical six floors above him. If she was here, she could at least help him figure out what exactly the form was asking, while smothering him to death at the same time.

She had offered to stay at least a dozen times since he had called her. He had refused her every offer. It was sweet but he wasn't about to let her endanger her standing in the nursing program just because he couldn't pull it together enough to read a stupid form. A form that was rather redundant considering the hospital already had most of Leah's information from her driver's license and her phone. All this was for was insurance.

Matt groaned as he closed his eyes. Insurance. Leah had rather expensive COBRA insurance since her graduation but Matt knew that covered barely anything. Since she never really did get sick and of the two of them, he was the more likely one to break a bone (Growing up, if the smallest patch of ice formed on the ground, he would find it and inevitably fall) Leah had insisted the skimpy policy she had selected would be just fine until she found a full time position. And now, this happened. He still wasn't sure what exactly was going on. The nurse had just told him to fill out the form and someone would be by to talk with him shortly. That was almost an hour and half ago.

Chewing his bottom lip, he considered pulling out the student insurance card in his own wallet. He was an OSU student after all. He and Leah had the same last name. People could just assume they were married. Or there was a glitch in the computer system pulling up Leah's name instead of his. Computer screw ups happened all the time. After all, some computer had assigned their father's name to their address and they got mail saying he was pre-approved for various credit cards all the time. And by the time it was all straightened out, clearly Leah would be fine and working and could afford to pay the bills.

He was seriously close to losing it if he was honestly considering committing insurance fraud here. All he wanted to do was go behind the magical doors marked AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY, see his sister, make sure she was really was going to be fine and then sleep for a million years. He didn't want to have to worry about insurance forms and medical authorizations for surgery and liability. All he wanted to do was see his sister. An emotion he hadn't felt in years washed over him as Matt closed his eyes to keep the frustrated tears back.

He wanted his mom.

"Matt?"

Looking up, Matt couldn't help the confused look that crossed his features. It had to be a hallucination. The longing for home combined with the fact Kurt was the last person he talked to on the phone. That was all it was. There was no way Kurt was actually sitting down next to him right now and taking the clipboard from his hands.

"Insurance paperwork. I never have understood how they expect people to remember things like policy numbers when they are freaking out over potential life and death matters." Kurt's eyes widened in alarm. "Not that this is a life and death matter. Leah is probably back there and hitting on every doctor in a five mile radius. She's ok right?"

"I….I don't know. They haven't told me anything yet other than she's here." Matt shook his head. "What are you doing here?"

Kurt shrugged as he began moving the pen across the form, obviously filling in information he knew from memory. "I told you someone would be there with you. I figured you would chase off your OSU friends within minutes since they don't have near the experience the rest of us do when you're lying about being fine."

"But…you?"

"The Changs were in Indianapolis. Although Susan promised me they were leaving by the time I hung up with her. Britt and Santana are out of state for the big UC game this weekend. Mike's tour is in Washington state. Finn is on his way but won't be here for hours, plus you know him and directions. Puck will probably show up tomorrow when he gets the voice mail I left. Artie, Tina, Mercedes, Quinn and Rachel have probably blown up your phone right now with all the messages they've been leaving. "

Instinctively, Matt reached to the back pocket where he usually kept his phone, wincing when he felt nothing. "I must have left it at the apartment."

"Which is what I figured. You probably almost left your keys behind as well."

A humorless chuckle dropped from Matt's lips as he remembered Clara telling him "Keys!" as he went to close the door behind them. "Yeah. That's true."

"You needed someone and I came. We're friends right? It's what friends do." Kurt shrugged.

"And filling out her paperwork?"

"Because I'm pretty sure you can't remember your own name and you screw up her birthday on a good day." Kurt smiled.

"But you don't know any of her insurance information…."

"And I doubt you know it by heart either." Kurt said gently. "Besides the great thing about hospitals is they'll treat you and let you fill in this stuff later. Especially if a great performer like myself gives a tragic story of two siblings who only have each other in the world to rely on and how you're so traumatized by the horrible flashbacks you're having of the accident that took your own parents you are dangerously close to needing to be admitted to the psychiatric ward and won't the nurse please have pity just this once and allow you to bring the insurance card with you later on when you are thinking more clearly."

"Please tell me that speech isn't the result of a Rachel planning songs to sing if Finn was in a coma type plan."

"No. It's a very boring drive between here and Bowling Green." Kurt assured him. "Now I've filled this form out as far as I can so now I'm going to go see if the desk nurse is as easily swayed by pretty tears as she looks."

Matt reached out and grabbed Kurt's hand before the other boy could actually start towards the desk. Turning around, Kurt met Matt's eyes with a questioning look. "Yes?"

"Just…thank you."

"Save that for when we get back to see Leah."