It had been a week and a half. A week and a half since the shooter broke into McKinley, a week and a half since Kurt had been shot and his heart had stopped, and a week and a half since his emergency surgery.

The person who had shot him received life in prison. His name was Thomas Craig, and he broke in originally targeting his ex-girlfriend, who was one of the cafeteria ladies, but shot Kurt when he saw him in the hallway. It was hard for Blaine to grasp the concept that someone would purposefully shoot Kurt. It just didn't make any sense to him whatsoever. At least he was getting better.

He was finally getting to come home from the hospital. The doctors had slowly taken him off the oxygen, and he was breathing fine, even after his collapsed lung from the bullet. He was able to walk and had his appetite back, and the only pain he had was from the incision from the surgery. The only reason they'd kept him so long was because he had a fever for a few days, but it went away with antibiotics.

But then there was the emotional side to it all.

Blaine had never stayed the night at the hospital with him, Kurt's dad did that, but apparently he was having horrible nightmares, and it could take up to an hour to get him settled down and back to sleep. Some nights he never did get back to sleep. He'd talked to a therapist twice so far, which helped him, but the nightmares lingered. Blaine didn't want to think about everything that was going through Kurt's head. He was doing his best to be at the hospital as much as he could and support him as he recovered, but it was hard knowing he was still traumatized by what happened and there was little he could do to help.

On the day Kurt came home, Blaine decided to back off a little, and give them time to get him settled at home and be a complete family again. That evening Kurt texted him and told him he wanted him to come over, so Blaine jumped at the opportunity.

It was after dinner so he didn't bring him over anything, but he picked out a few DVDs from his shelf in case he wanted to watch a movie. Kurt was still trying to get his energy back after not really doing anything for over a week, so Blaine planned on just taking it easy with him.

Once he got to his house, Carole led him up the stairs to Kurt's room.

"You haven't seen him in a couple days, and he's a little grumpy from not sleeping very well," she warned him. "He's on some pain medicine right now, so he might be acting kind of funny. You can stay as late as you want. Just come get us if either of you need anything." Blaine thanked her and pushed open his bedroom door. It felt like he was just seeing him for the first time. Kurt was propped up on at least four or five pillows and had a plate of untouched spaghetti in his lap. He was channel surfing quickly on his TV.

"Hey," Kurt smiled, seeing him. "You came."

"Uh huh," he said. "Can I sit on your bed by you?" Kurt nodded and Blaine crawled up next to him. "Does it feel good to be home?"

"Yeah," he sighed. "I want to go back to school, but my dad doesn't think I'm ready."

"A school day is seven full hours," Blaine reminded him. "That might be too much at first. You'll be back soon enough, though. And now that you're home people can come visit you more." Kurt tried to smile, but he still seemed discouraged. "You need to eat. If that's Carole's cooking then I wouldn't pass it up." Kurt handed him the remote and took a little bite of the food.

"I'm not really hungry," he shrugged. Blaine frowned. He hoped he wasn't getting a fever again.

"Are you feeling okay?" he asked him. Kurt nodded unconfidently. "Do you want to talk about anything?" Kurt usually bottled up his feelings until he got to his breaking point, but he couldn't do that anymore. They wouldn't let him, and Blaine knew he had to get through to him. Kurt just shook his head, biting his lower lip. He knew there was something bugging him. He had become so hard to read lately. He couldn't tell if he was upset or in pain or scared or just tired. As his boyfriend Blaine wanted to help him any way he could, but it was becoming quite the job. "You know you can talk to me. Is there a show you want to watch?" Kurt shook his head again and his breath hitched. His chin began to tremble, and he brought his hands up to his eyes. Blaine rubbed his back and pulled him into his embrace, wrapping his arms around him reassuringly, being careful not to touch his incision scar.

"I'm tired," Kurt choked out. "I h-haven't been sleeping. These drugs m-make me tired, and I can't sleep a-and I feel horrible." Blaine pressed his cheek against the top of Kurt's head.

"Shhh," he said. "Sh, it's okay. I know you're worn out, but it's gonna be okay. You've gotten this far; you're already back at home. Carole said I could stay as long as I want. Do you want me to lay down with you? That might help you relax. I think what you just need is a good night's rest in your own bed." Kurt nodded. Blaine hated seeing him like that. He was doing everything he could for him. He rubbed his back, trying to get him to relax. Sometimes it took awhile.

"Stay with me," Kurt pleaded. "Don't go."

"No, I won't go," Blaine promised. "I'm not going anywhere." Blaine got up and set Kurt's plate of food over on his dresser. He would take it to the kitchen later. He helped him lay down and get comfortable, and then switched off his lamp. After crawling in bed next to him Blaine covered him up to his neck. "There you go. Shut your eyes."

"I don't want to be alone," he confessed. "My dad stayed by my side every night at the hospital. Don't leave me." Blaine stroked his hair soothingly and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"I'll never leave you," he assured him. "I love you so much." Blaine wasn't tired at all, but he laid down with him for well over an hour, listening to the sound of his breathing. He was so thankful Kurt was okay. He didn't know what he would ever do without him. It had only been a week and a half, but he was going to be just fine in the end.

Author's Notes:

So some people wanted to know who did this to Kurt and such. I kind of just made up the person, so please don't be mad! I couldn't imagine Karofsky going that far, so I didn't want to write something that could've been unrealistic. After watching the news and stuff from the school shooting back in December in Connecticut I decided the best way to go was by just having a random person. I apologize if you're disappointed!

And so Blaine feels like he has to do everything he can to help Kurt, but I don't think he realizes that there's just some things that can't be fixed. After seeing the Shooting Star episode everyone was so shaken up, and no one even got shot in the show. So Kurt's obviously going to be pretty edgy for awhile, and Blaine is doing everything he can to try to help.

Anyways. I hope you liked this!