All day Blaine had kept his phone close to him, just in case. Kurt's family had promised to keep him updated, but he hadn't gotten a single text or a phone call yet. He considered no news to be good news.

Trying to focus at school was pointless. Half the students weren't there, so teachers didn't even give them a lesson. Blaine was still pretty shaken up from the shooting that had only happened the day before, as was the rest of the school.

The police made everyone leave once they checked out the building to make sure it was safe, and it was on the news that night that they had found and arrested the gunman. Blaine didn't bother watching. He didn't want to see the face of the person that had shot Kurt. The school wasn't considered a crime scene once they arrested him, so technically they were okay to go back. The only reason Blaine showed up at all was so he would have a distraction.

He ate lunch with Tina and Sam. The rest of their group wasn't there. He told them how Kurt was doing and tried to distract himself with conversation. He was beginning to get really worried because no one had let him know anything yet, but his friends assured him that they were probably waiting until something happened to give him an update.

Finally, as he was about to go to his fifth class of the day, his iPhone buzzed in his pocket. He fished it out anxiously and unlocked it. The text was from Finn: 'Kurt's awake. Wants to see you.' Blaine sighed in relief and went back to his locker. He grabbed his backpack and signed out in the office. The administration didn't really care if students left in the middle of the day after what happened. He texted him back in the parking lot.

'I'm coming to see him. Tell him I'm coming, and that I love him.'

He was just so relieved he was awake. When he saw him the night before after his emergency surgery, he truly looked dead. He was on a ventilator and couldn't even breathe on his own. He would never be able to forget when he was in the emergency room with Finn and Kurt's heart monitor flat lined. That had to be the scariest moment of his life. Finn replied to his message and told him his parents had gone to lunch and that it was fine if he came and visited. He gave him the room number, and Blaine left McKinley.

He turned on the radio during the drive so he wouldn't start worrying again. He's awake, he told himself. He's awake and is clearly able to communicate. He knew it was going to take him a while to come back to being able to sing and be back to normal, but it was Kurt, and he was the strongest person he knew.

At the hospital Blaine decided to stop by the gift shop. He bought Kurt some flowers he knew he would like. Once he made it to the right floor, finding his room was easy. He was surprised they had already moved him out of the ICU, but was still thankful. He took a deep breath and knocked quietly on the door.

"Hey, dude," Finn greeted him a few seconds later as he opened the door. He then stepped aside so Blaine could walk in. Kurt was lying down on his back, and smiled when their eyes met. Blaine looked him over. He had a few more tubes hooked up to him than the night before. All sorts of wires were stuck to his chest under the hospital gown, and he had a couple more IVs, if that was even possible.

"Hi, honey," he said softly, kissing his forehead and running his fingers through his soft hair. He set the flowers down on the table in the corner and took his hand.

"Hi," Kurt said back to him. His voice was hoarse, like he had been singing too much or had a sore throat. He sounded like he was either drunk or very tired, but Blaine knew talking was going to be hard for him for a little bit. Last night the doctor informed them he had a collapsed lung from where the bullet entered his body.

"I'm so glad you're okay, honey. How do you feel?" he asked.

"Weird," he mumbled. "I'm on a lot of medication." Kurt's hand was limp in his, and he knew just how out of it he was.

"Yeah, I bet. Is there anything you need? I can get you some water or open the curtains if you'd like," he offered. Kurt just shook his head.

"Hey bro, I'm gonna go grab some lunch. Is that okay?" Finn interrupted. His stepbrother nodded, and Finn left the room.

"How long have you been awake?" Blaine asked Kurt. He had to pause and think about it.

"I don't know. Hour? Doctors had to check my breathing and pulse and stuff. I had been awake awhile when Finn texted you," he explained, out of breath. Blaine stroked his hair while his boyfriend took deep breaths to be able to talk again.

"There weren't really a lot of people at school," he told him. "I had lunch with Sam and Tina. They wanted to know all about how you were doing." Kurt raised his eyebrow, surprised. "I told them you made it through surgery and that you were doing good so far."

"Did you see me?" Kurt slurred.

"I saw you for about ten minutes last night. I didn't want to leave you, but the nurse said only one person could go in at a time, and I knew your dad was really wanting to see you," he filled him in.

"No, did you see me at school? After it happened?" he clarified. His voice was clearing up a little, and it was becoming easier to understand him. Blaine looked down at his hand and ran his thumb along Kurt's knuckles.

"No," he said quietly. "I knew you were in the hallway when we heard the first shot. I was so scared, baby." He didn't want to get too detailed with him so he wouldn't get upset. "Once we were allowed to leave I rode with Finn to the hospital."

"I was in the hall," Kurt said. "I was halfway to the bathroom, but I couldn't run or move or do anything when I heard it. I felt my phone vibrate and I pulled it out to check it, and then I was on the ground. It hurt so bad," he told him, starting to cry. "I couldn't scream or cry or breathe. Then my vision was blurry, and I closed my eyes."

"Shhh," Blaine soothed. "Take a deep breath. It's okay now. I'm right here, and you're okay. Don't cry, honey." His heart broke when he heard Kurt describe what happened. He honestly just wanted to kill the person who had dared to hurt him. Kurt struggled to calm down, but Blaine finally got him to take a deep breath. "There you go. It's okay." It wasn't okay though. His boyfriend was in the hospital and clearly traumatized by what he had been put through. "It's gonna be okay," he corrected. "I'm gonna be here for you. You're gonna make it through this."

Kurt sniffled. "Please don't leave. I don't want to be alone in the hospital."

"No, I won't leave," he assured him. "I'm staying right here until you kick me out." Kurt grinned a little, and Blaine wiped the tears from his cheeks. "I love you so much, Kurt."

"Love you too," he said back. "Can you turn on the TV? Not loud, though." Blaine found the remote and turned on the flat screen on the wall. He began to channel surf, trying to find something Kurt would like.

"Tell me when to stop," he told him. "We can watch whatever you want." He stopped on a movie channel, and Alice in Wonderland was on. Kurt loved any Disney movie.

"This is good," he murmured. Blaine watched the movie with him; occasionally glancing over to make sure he was still doing good.

Only twenty minutes into them watching, Kurt began to yawn. "Blaine?"

"Yeah?" he said, looking down at him.

"I think I'm tired," he admitted. His eyelids looked heavy.

"You can go to sleep. I'll stay here with you," he promised. "You need a lot of rest, love." Kurt nodded and slowly closed his eyes. Blaine kissed his cheek and turned off the television.

Kurt took a long time to get comfortable and fall asleep, but once he was out his mouth fell open a little, and Blaine knew he wasn't waking up. He watched his chest rise and fall slowly, ready to get the nurse if something was wrong. Even though he was conscious again, he wasn't out of the woods yet at all. The thing he needed the most was support, and Blaine wasn't going to leave his side, no matter what else should happen to him.

Author's Notes:

A lot of people liked the original chapter for this, so here is part 2! Let me know what you think of it!