"What are you doing here?" The harsh words woke Kurt with a start.

It took him a moment to remember where he was; Blaine's hospital room. He quickly checked the bed and Blaine was still unconscious. He had been for the last 2 days and Kurt had barely left his side since being admitted to Blaine's room.

Kurt looked towards the door to see a livid Mr. Anderson looming there. Small bursts of fire seemed to lick at his face as he glared at Kurt. Suddenly he remembered Blaine mentioning his father had a fire quirk. Mrs. Anderson quivered behind her husband, her dainty wings fluttering nervously. Kurt could see the terror in her eyes.

"I'm waiting for Blaine to wake up," Kurt said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Another burst of small flames showed Kurt just how much this statement irked Blaine's father. "And just how did you get in here? I believe I was clear that you were not welcome."

"Thankfully, the nurses believed Aceso when she told them Blaine would want me here." Kurt lied before adding cooly, "Of course, having my name literally written on his chest did a lot to convince them, too. By the way, you might want to put yourself out, this is a hospital after all. Unless you'd like to blow us all up."

Mr. Anderson seemed to want to yell for a moment before realizing that Kurt was probably right about the fire. He closed his eyes before responding. "I don't know where that woman gets off trying to override my clear instructions-"

"Mr. Anderson, with all due respect, both you and I know that if Blaine had a say in the matter, he would want me here. I have no objections with you being here, all I am asking is for you to grant me the same courtesy." Kurt turned his attention back to Blaine. In his mind the matter was over with.

Kurt heard the couple enter the room, Mrs. Anderson scurried over to Blaine's other side. Kurt watched as her hands hovered over her son for a moment, before her small hands gently grabbed Blaine's other hand. He noticed how careful she was not to disturb his IV as she held it.

Kurt smiled gently at her. "I'm sorry we were never properly introduced, I'm Kurt."

"Evalina Anderson, Blaine has told me a lot about you," she whispered.

The exchange earned a huff from Mr. Anderson behind them. Kurt ignored him.

"Some hero-" Mr. Anderson huffed again.

"Kenneth-" Blaine's mom gasped.

Kurt turned and looked at him in shock. "What did you say?"

Mr. Anderson straightened to his full height as if challenging Kurt, "What kind of hero ends up in the hospital like this? I tried to tell him he was too weak- but he never listens."

"You think he ended up here because he was weak? What the hell do you even know about being a hero? Blaine is amazing and it is no one's fault but yours that you refuse to see it. Getting hurt, or something bad happening to a hero is not a mark that they aren't good enough. Things happen beyond their control, all it takes is one moment, one instant and anything can happen. Or in Blaine's case you put yourself in harm's way to save another person. He is in that bed right now because he was trying to save a little girl, to make sure that that day was not her last, that she didn't have to die alone and scared in a warehouse where she didn't even belong. So how can you say he is too weak to do a job that you couldn't do in a million years." Kurt seethed. There was so much more he wanted to say to Kenneth Anderson, but stopped himself from unleashing his entire tirade.

"How dare you speak to me that way. I am his father" Mr. Anderson's voice was low and dangerous.

Kurt made sure his voice was even when he responded. "And how dare you come into this hospital room, trying to act like you have ever been anything close to a supportive parent. Blaine has succeeded in spite of you, not because of you."

"And what would you know about it?" he challenged.

Kurt held his ground, "Do you think Blaine never told me how you treated him? How you tried to make his brother into the hero you couldn't be even though he had no desire. That you ignored what Blaine wanted and refused to afford him the same luxury. How he worked to make it into the hero course alone? Or did you mean what do I know about being a supportive parent? My mother was the number 5 hero in Chicago until her disappearance. She and my father raised me in a world they were literally thrown into against their will. And still they gave me the love and support I needed. Losing them is what made me lose my way. So don't you dare try to challenge me about knowing what a good parent looks like. They got where they were both in their world and mine by their own skill, their own determination, and their own merits, they didn't have to use those around them as pawns to make themselves feel like a success."

"Why you insolent little-"

Kurt didn't hear the rest of what Mr. Anderson had to say as he heard his name coming from the bed. He looked down and saw Blaine's eyes barely open.

"Blaine," Kurt exclaimed, taking his face in his hands.

"Kurt, you're here. Did I save her? Is she alright?" Blaine croaked.

Tears sprang to Kurt's eyes as he answered, "Of course I'm here, nothing could keep me away from you. You did it baby, you saved her and you're both going to be wonderful."

" 'M tired." Blaine mumbled.

Kurt gently smoothed his hand over Blaine's forehead, "I know baby. It's okay, you can go back to sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up."

"Promise?"

"I promise. I love you so much." Kurt said, placing a soft kiss on Blaine's dry lips.

"Love you too," Blaine said before his eyes shut once more.

Kurt watched Blaine's features relax into sleep.

"I think it is clear what Blaine wishes," a soft voice spoke across from him. Kurt looked to see Evalina Anderson standing, a defiant look in her eyes.

"How dare-" Mr. Anderson began but Kurt cut him off.

"Mrs. Anderson, you are more than welcome to stay. Mr. Anderson, I will have to ask you to leave unless you can act civilly. Blaine needs his rest and I would rather focus my energies on him than wasting them on arguing with you."

In the end both the Anderson's left, but Kurt could see Evalina did not want to. He hated that she was forced to leave by that overbearing man, but knew there was no helping it.

Not long after the Anderson's left, Elliot and Sam arrived bringing Kurt food. Between them and Isabelle, they had made sure that he at least ate.

"He's still out?" Sam asked when they entered.

"He was awake for a minute earlier, but went right back to sleep. Aceso's healing takes energy, his body has to recover from that." Kurt reminded them.

"Did he say anything?" Elliot asked, handing Kurt his food.

Kurt smiled, "He asked about the girl."

Sam laughed, "Typical Blaine, I don't think his brain takes a break from being a hero."

"I think it was more that he had to make sure the job was done before he could let himself rest." Kurt pointed out.

The three friends chatted together for a while. Kurt was glad of the company, it helped to ease his worries. He knew the knot of anxiety in his stomach wouldn't completely unravel until Blaine properly woke up, but it was nice to have a distraction from his own thoughts.

Before long though, visiting hours were ending and they had to leave. Kurt was glad the nurses never brought up his own leaving. They had been wonderful to him in fact. When they were once again alone in the room, Kurt pillowed his head on Blaine's arm, wishing he could crawl on the bed and hold him.

"Take as long as you need to heal," Kurt whispered, "but I miss talking to you."

Kurt murmured quietly to Blaine until he drifted off to sleep.

A hand combing through his hair woke him. The room was still dark and for a moment Kurt was sure he had dreamed it. He raised his head to see Blaine looking at him, his eyes clear.

"Blaine!" Kurt rushed to say, trying to hold himself back from throwing himself on top of him.

Blaine smiled at him, "I take it Aceso didn't follow through with her threat not to heal me again."

Kurt couldn't hold back his tears, "Blaine-"

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't joke about that yet. How mad was she?" Blaine asked, looking apologetic.

Kurt shook his head, "Not mad, she- Blaine she couldn't even completely heal you. Your wings are- she said that it would have been dangerous to do more."

"What about my wings?" his voice was full of worry.

Kurt soothed a hand down his arm, "They'll be okay. She said she could only set the bones and start the healing process, that the rest would be up to you. Honestly if she wasn't here- you might have lost them."

Blaine closed his eyes, the lines between them deepening. "Damn it was that bad?"

"What do you remember?" Kurt asked gently.

"I heard a little girl crying when I was taking out the last of the kids, she wasn't with the rest. I went back in to find her. She was in a little room all alone. It was nicer than what the others had, it had a bed and a few toys- but there were locks on the door and no windows. I got her out of the room and was trying to get her outside when there was an explosion. The building shook and things started to fall. The last thing I remember is thinking that I had to keep her safe, that I couldn't let that room be the last thing she remembered." Blaine looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"You saved her. They say you were lucky, your wings took the brunt of the damage or you could have severed your spinal cord. The way the building collapsed around you saved your lives though."

Hearing Kurt's words Blaine started crying. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I promised to be safe and I almost died."

"Blaine," Kurt said, grabbing his attention, "As I told your father earlier, getting hurt doesn't make you a bad hero, things can happen in an instant. You risked your life to make sure that that little girl didn't die alone and afraid. I am so proud of you."

"You saw my father?" Blaine asked, shocked.

"We had words." Kurt said sheepishly.

Blaine laughed, "And I slept through that? Please tell me you at least recorded it, I would give anything to have seen you put him in his place."

"I'm sure I can recount it for you later." Kurt shook his head.

Blaine looked puzzled for a moment, "Why was he here? You didn't call him did you?"

Kurt sighed, "Your parents are still listed as your emergency contact on your records. If it wasn't for your mom going behind his back, I wouldn't even be here now."

"You mean she defied him? My mom?" Blaine said his eyes wide.

"Twice." Kurt said.

"I missed so much." Blaine marveled.

Kurt filled him in on all that had transpired with his father. Kurt felt a weight lift off him, not just having Blaine awake, and seeming no worse for the wear, but also seeing his reaction to Kurt challenging his dad.

Once Kurt finished, Blaine's laughter faded away and he said solemnly, "I'm sorry though that the hospital called them in the first place. I never even imagined that they wouldn't call you."

"It was awful," Kurt sighed. "They treated me like I was nothing to you. I hated it. It did get me thinking though-"

Kurt trailed off as he thought about what he wanted to say. Blaine grabbed his hand and tugged it, bringing Kurt's attention back to him.

"What?" he prompted.

Kurt took a steadying breath, "We know how much we mean to each other, but to the world- they can't see it and- I don't want that. I want everyone to know how much I love you and that this isn't just a sweet and simple buddening romance- this is forever." Kurt took another steadying breath, "Blaine. I don't want there ever to be a doubt again that you are my world. Will you marry me?"

Blaine's eyes widened in shock and Kurt saw them glistening with tears. He wasn't afraid of Blaine's answer; he knew Blaine felt the same way. "Of course. As soon as I get out of here. I don't need a big fancy ceremony. I just need you in my life. I don't know why we didn't do this sooner."

Laughter burst out of both of them at the last statement but was cut off when Kurt lunged forward and kissed him.

Kurt pulled back slightly and pointed out, "Because everyone would have thought we were crazy."

They kissed again, drawn together like magnets. The next several minutes were filled with happy tears, kisses and half murmured plans until Blaine's nurse interrupted them.

Kurt stood as she began taking his vital signs. "While Nurse Grace does her thing, I'm going to call Sam and Elliot let them know you are awake."

"Tell them they better take the day off when I get out of here- Isabelle too. We'll go straight to the court house." Blaine called after him, a huge smile on his face.

Both men were disappointed when they were told Blaine would have to stay until Wednesday morning. They spent the time making sure they had everything they would need so they could be married as soon as he was released.

Tuesday evening, they were going over the documents Elliot had brought by for them earlier.

"I am just glad they were able to get me a new birth certificate a few months ago. I would hate to have to put this off any longer just because the original is literally a world away." Kurt laughed.

A knock at the door drew their attention to it. Standing there was Agent Monroe.

"Sorry to interrupt gentlemen, I came by to see how Mr. Anderson is recovering." He said, sounding as official as ever.

Blaine smiled at him anyway, "I'm doing amazingly well thanks to Aceso."

"I was sorry to hear about your injuries." Monroe said before entering further into the room. "I wanted to give you both an update on what has happened since the raid."

"Both of us?" Kurt asked. He knew Monroe had previously had no intentions of relaying any information until Blaine had insisted.

"Yes. Well, Wendell and his gang have been put away. He is under the strictest security. We have learned that he must touch someone to use his quirk so that lessens his risk. We still don't know a lot about how his quirk works, he won't talk."

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand, "At least he can't do to anyone else what he did to Kurt's family."

"We are thankful he is off the street." Monroe agreed. "All of the children have been returned to their families except for one. We can't seem to find any missing persons descriptions that match her."

"That's awful." Kurt gasped.

"We are perplexed. It doesn't help that she hasn't said a word either." Monroe nodded his head toward Blaine, "It was the little girl you were hurt saving. Is there anything you can tell us about her?"

Blaine looked stunned but answered, "She wasn't with the others. They were all in cages in the middle of the warehouse. She was locked in a room near the back. It had a bed and a few toys."

"Strange." Monroe said, and seemed to be lost in thought.

"What is going to happen to her," Kurt asked.

Monroe frowned, "She has been staying at the Hero Department headquarters. We don't know what we are going to do with her. We don't want to put her in a foster home in case anyone in the hub is looking for her, we don't want to put anyone else in danger. While Wendell and the crew who were working at the warehouse have been neutralized, we can't be certain yet that there aren't any more of his underlings out there. It is a risk we can't take."

"You can't keep a little girl at an office building. It's no wonder she won't talk, she has to be scared out of her mind." Kurt protested. This poor little girl had been through so much already.

"And what would you have us do, Mr. Hummel?" Monroe asked, clearly annoyed at their actions being questioned.

"Let her come stay with us," Kurt looked over at Blaine in surprise at his suggestion.

"What?" Monroe looked at Blaine as if he had never seen anything like him before.

"Listen, I'm not going to be able to go out and do any hero work for a while, I don't even know when they will let me back in the classroom to teach. What better place is there to protect a scared little girl than with a hero. Besides, Dalton has one of the strictest security systems in the area. No one gets in or out without the staff knowing. Crime is nonexistent there. There hasn't been a breach in security in decades and even longer since a villain has dared to attack the campus. There are literally heroes everywhere. So while you are looking for her family, let her come and stay with us." Blaine turned and looked at Kurt with his big hazel eyes, "That is if it is okay with you, Kurt."

"Of course, we have the room and we can make it work with the two of us even when you go back to class." Kurt said, feeling oddly giddy at the prospect.

Monroe seemed to think for a moment before speaking, "That may actually be for the best. You are both up to speed on the case and can let us know if she gives you any details that can help us find where she belongs. When are they planning to release you."

"Tomorrow morning," Blaine told him before beaming at Kurt, "We are going to the courthouse to be married right after. Perhaps you could bring her by in the evening so we can get things ready for her."

Monroe agreed and left them soon after to make arrangements.

"Why evening?" Kurt asked as soon as Monroe was gone.

Blaine smiled at him mischievously, "Well I figured a brief honeymoon was better than none at all."

Kurt kissed him for his cheekiness before they began figuring out what they would need to welcome a scared little girl into their home.