Part 23

When he opened his eyes he had to groan. It was too bright in the room and everything was white. God he hated white. Everything white got dirty really fast and never really got white again. White made him think of hospitals and death. Wait… he was in the hospital wasn't he? He felt something in his nose, an oxygen tube. His left arm was in a sling, his left shoulder was aching dully and he felt a bit loopy. His mouth was dry as well and his eyes felt heavy. He pushed himself up a bit and noticed four sleeping forms in the room. Closest to him he saw a mop of blue hair buried into the bed.

"Jasper", he asked in confusion and looked at the other three. "Jordan, Jeremiah and Roger. Why are they in the hospital? Wait… why am I at the hospital?"

He felt that dull pain in his shoulder again and his head started pounding when a flash of light went in front of his eyes and a loud BANG echoed in his ears. He groaned and Jasper's head snapped up.

"Wes!" he exclaimed and flew up. "You okay buddy? What's wrong?"

"Ugh… my head…" Wes wheezed. "What happened?"

"You don't remember?"

Wes thought for a bit. He saw memories in flashes… and like photos. He saw his Warblers raise the trophy to the sky, a flash and it froze there. He saw David winning a prize, flash, freeze. He saw himself take a trophy, flash, freeze. He looked down on Rock and Fred, flash freeze. A loud bang… flash, freeze and then blackness… a flash and a man in white… flash… darkness… white walls and bright lights.

"Some", Wes groaned rubbing his forehead. "In flashes."

"Well what do you remember", Jasper asked sitting down.

"We won Nationals… we and the New Directions. David won for best singer. I won… something. I was on Rock and Fred's shoulders. Then a loud bang and darkness… then a man in white, blackness and then waking up here."

"Well that was… it in very big sweeps", Jasper said with a chuckle and sat down on the bed, ruffling Wes' hair. "The New Warblers Direction did win Nationals. David won best singer and you won coach of the year."

"Oh…" it dawned on Wes. "Yeah I did, didn't I?"

"Yes you did", Jasper said and chuckled. "Then Rock and Fred, that's the name of the longhaired guy and that beat boxing dude right?"

"Yes."

"Well they hoisted ya onto their shoulders and Jesse St. Fucking James shot you!"

"Oh", Wes said and looked down on his shoulder. "So that was the loud bang… Funny I don't remember pain." Before his eyes flashed his shoulder, clad in black and with a growing stain on it. "The stain is getting bigger."

"Dude", Jasper said with a chuckle. "You're so high on pain meds you're having flashbacks."

"Probably… uh you've always had blue hair right?"

Jasper laughed and ruffled Wes' hair again. His laughter woke the other three occupants of the room. Jeremiah and Roger hurried over in a hurry.

"Wes are you okay", Jeremiah asked worriedly.

"Yeah, yeah 'm jus' fine", Wes grumbled swatting at Jasper who kept ruffling his hair. "Jus' save me from your idiotic brother!"

Jasper only grinned.

"I'm your brother to ya know", he teased.

"No I ain' got any idiots for brothers", Wes growled, playfully.

Jordan was smiling and patted Wes' knew.

"You know what's wrong with you", he asked.

"Where to start", Wes asked and Roger, Jeremiah and Jasper laughed. Jordan only snorted and sat down on the bed as well. The five of them talked for a bit, well Wes mostly lied there just listening. But whenever he said something his drugged brain made him say… amusing things.

"I swear my head's so light I think it's gonna fly away", Wes said after a bit and Roger started to snort. "Oi don't laugh at your future husband!"

Jeremiah started to laugh. Jordan and Jasper looked confused and Jeremiah sobered up.

"Uh", he said. "Roger has decided that Wes is to marry him and I am to be the mistress he loves more than his husband."

"Now that is a lie", Wes said with a smile. "But Roger you have to fight for me."

"Oh", Roger asked.

"Yeah Nicky claims I'm a gonna marry a 'im."

"Well I was here first", Roger said taking Wes' hand.

"That's actually… not true", Wes looked confused and scratched his head. "Is it?"

Jeremiah separated their hands.

"Roger you're making him confused", Jeremiah scolded. "Don't worry Wes things will get clear when your head clears up."

"Knowing me that will take a while", Wes remarked. Then there was a knock on the door and a man and a woman stepped inside, all five tensed up.

David, Thad, Niff and Lewis were walking towards Wes' hospital room. The staff told them they couldn't all visit at the same time since there were already some boys up there with Wes. David's eyes were stormy, why? Lewis was holding on to Thad's hand and Thad was smiling. If David did that Thad would look uncomfortable, but when Lewis did… David was jealous and he knew it. But Thad was his… Thad just didn't know it yet. David grinned though when they saw the door to Wes' private room and he knocked before stepping inside.

"Hi there Wes how…" He trailed off when he saw the look on his friend's face. Wes' eyes were huge and he looked confused and shocked. Jasper was holding his hands on Wes' shoulders. Jeremiah was in Wes' arms, burying his face in his shoulder, uninjured one and Roger and Jordan stood between the group and a pair in the corner.

David and the other boys looked at the pair and Thad, David and Niff knew who it was… at least the man. It was Mr. Montgomery… and the woman… she was African-American and she looked disgusted. David realized why. She was glaring at Thad and Lewis' intertwined fingers. David narrowed his eyes and stepped in between her and the duo.

"Go", Jordan told the man and the woman. "You are not welcome here."

"I am not going to take orders from you", the woman said. "I am your mother."

David knew by then he was right, this was Mrs. Montgomery, the bitch that got Wes sent away, well that was a positive thing, the bitch that threw a Ming vase at Wes and that treated Jeremiah like crap.

"What the hell are you doing here", David spat.

"The hospital called to inform me that my son was here after being shot", Mr. Montgomery said calmly. "I only have two sons that live in New York." He looked at Jordan and Jasper, both men glared back at him.

"I would not have flown out here had I known it was the little slut-son of yours that was here!" Mrs. Montgomery screamed.

"Rather a slut's son than your son", Wes growled, snapped out of his shock.

"I agree", Jasper said.

"Jasper!" His parents exclaimed he only glared at them.

"I have to agree with Jas right now", Jordan said. "You two are not worth my time or my love after how you treated Wes and then Jer."

Jeremiah whimpered slightly and Wes held him closer. Lewis hurried over to them and joined into the hug. The other boys lined up with Jordan and Roger.

"Jordan", Mrs. Montgomery said aghast. "I am only acting the way of the church."

"Bah humbug", Jasper spat. "Get out mom. We want neither of ya here."

Mrs. Montgomery huffed and walked towards the door.

"I didn't want to stay near that slut's son anyway", she said. "And neither did she."

"Loretta", Mr. Montgomery snapped and she stopped in the door. "I told you before. His mother wanted him. I just didn't let her. I wanted my son with me."

The room became quiet then:

"WHAT?" Wes yelled at the top of his lounges. Jasper held on to him to keep him from jumping out of the bed. Mrs. Montgomery screamed something and then left in a hurry. Mr. Montgomery sighed and turned to all the shocked boys in the room.

"It's true", he said. "Your mother called me the day you were born Wes. She was… poor and I knew she'd never be able to take care of you so-"

"You took him from her", Jordan spat. "Claiming you wanted him when in truth you didn't?"

"I-"

"Don't lie dad", Jasper yelled getting up. "We know ya. Anything that can hurt your reputation mus' go. Ya didn' want your kid with ya because you cared for 'im. Ya wanted 'im somewhere you could keep an eye on 'im!"

Wes closed his eyes. He was taking deep breaths to calm himself. His drug-drowsy brain was trying to work things out. His mom hadn't left him with his dad… she'd been forced to… he'd been taken from her. She was out there… somewhere.

"Wes", Jeremiah asked and Wes opened his eyes again. Mr. Montgomery was gone and Jordan was shaking his hand. Wes looked confused.

"What did I miss", he asked looking at the boys around him. Jasper was laughing.

"Jordan punched dad", Jeremiah explained. "He told him to get the fuck out and stay away from you, us or any Dalton boy."

Wes looked at Jordan in disbelief.

"You hit him", he asked and Jordan nodded. "You hit him?"

"Yes", Jordan answered.

"Wow", Wes dropped back on his pillows. "You hit him." He then looked at the roof as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world. Lewis and Jeremiah looked at him and then followed his line of sight.

"What are we looking at", Lewis asked.

"Is it just me or does the roof remind you of Kurt", Wes asked. Niff, Thad and David walked over and looked up at the roof. The roof was white, smooth and clean.

"Uh", David said.

"It looks so smooth and soft", Wes said in thought. "Just like Kurt's skin. I wonder how he gets his skin so clean and shiny."

The other boys looked at each other.

"Am I hearing this", Jeff asked. "For real?"

"Oh this is nuffin", Roger said grinning. "You shoulda heard him when he first woke up."

There was a knock on the door and a pair of policemen came inside. Jordan sighed and told them to come back later… when Wes wasn't so wired up on drugs. He feared they wouldn't get a good statement from him otherwise. Soon the rest of the Warblers snuck in and everyone laughed at how silly Wes was acting but Jordan had his suspicions. He was sure Wes played this out of it to help lighten the mood. Why? Wes was all clear in the head one second and the next he said the oddest things. But Jordan saw something else… he saw the wheels in Wes' head spin. He was thinking of his birthmother and Jordan knew it. He was thinking of her too… maybe… maybe she was still out there… maybe he could find her and maybe… just maybe… she still wanted to meet Wes.

TBC