Kurt knew it was stupid to be jealous, but it wasn't like he had not tried to get over Blaine; he even got his friends to try to help him get over Blaine, but he was still crushing on him as hard as ever. Kurt really did just want to be happy for Blaine that he had a boyfriend, but it was hard and it exhausted him to force himself to be happy for Blaine. In fact he was tired all the time. And that is how it started. He was just tired and started to sleep more. Then it turned into losing his appetite. Kurt assumed he was just depressed about the Blaine situation and therefore didn't think anything of his symptoms.

Kurt began to feel dizzy. Blaine had been going on and on about how wonderful his boyfriend is and how great it is having a boyfriend. It was the same old and that's probably how Blaine felt about same old Kurt, who was only friends with him, most likely out of pity. In fact he was probably only a friend with Kurt out of pity since Kurt had no other friends. Kurt slightly shook his head and blinked a few times trying to focus on Blaine.

"… Anyway so will you help me?" Blaine asked taking a sip of his coffee.

Kurt wishes he were now paying closer attention. "Help you?"

"Find the perfect outfit to profess my love for-"

"You love him?" Kurt cut him off a little shocked Blaine is already talking about love, and he figured it would hurt but not so physically. He can literally feel his breath from escape him and his chest tighten from Blaine squeezing his heart.

" Were you not listening to a word I said?" Blaine accused.

"I'm sorry Blaine I'm not feeling well, I've been really exhausted for a couple days now." Kurt explained, and it wasn't a total lie. He had been out of it for a few days now.

"That's because you're over working yourself with school work. I know you're trying to catch up so you can graduate on time, and that Dalton's course loud is a lot heavier than your old school's but you still should take a break for some fun once in a while," Blaine quipped.

"It's not like you've had time or have wanted to hang out with me or anything," Kurt snapped back. It came out without thinking, but it wasn't like it wasn't the truth.

"I'm spending time with you right now."

"But you're not all here. Your mind isn't spending time with me." Kurt argued knowing this was going to lead to a fight. He hated fighting with Blaine but it seemed unavoidable now. Kurt has been keeping everything bottled and quiet for so long and he needed to express how he felt to Blaine … well how he felt about Blaine not spending time with him … before he really exploded.

"You're one to talk. You missed everything I just said." Blaine protested, and yeah he was right Kurt did miss everything Blaine had said, but that wasn't the point.

"Because all you talk about is your boyfriend and you love him? Really? It's only been a month Blaine." Kurt explained letting his emotions finally take over as he began to rave and rant about the last month. "Plus it's weird that he has never introduced you to any of his friends, and that you have no idea where he lives. For all you know he is living a double life!" By the time he was done Kurt was out of breath. Blaine sat back crossing his arms and legs while blowing a loud breath out his nose. Kurt knew Blaine was outraged by now.

"Are you finished?" he hissed. Kurt nodded, still trying to get control of his breathing. "First of all you have no idea what it is like to be even love or even have a boyfriend. I don't have that same stupid infatuation you felt over Finn, who you knew could never love you back."

Ouch that one hurt, but Kurt continued to sit there now almost in shock as Blaine continued to take cheap shots at Kurt.

"Second of all just because you're jealous of him or whatever doesn't mean you shouldn't like him. And even though you don't like him doesn't mean you shouldn't be happy for me. I thought we were friends and friends are happy for each other." Blaine stood up shaking his head, unable to even look at Kurt before storming out.

Kurt stood up after him to stop him from leaving so they could talk things through, but as he quickly stood up he felt a small flutter and spots swarmed his tilted vision. He breathed Blaine's name out of his lips hoping to grab his attention that something was wrong but he was long gone.

That's the last thing Kurt remembers before the darkness consumes him.

When Kurt awakes and clears the fog from his head he starts to freak out when he feels something in his nose and on his hands. A nurse rushes to his side to prevent him from pulling at the tubes and calms him down. "Kurt, you are in the hospital. We are going to help you. Your Dad is right outside filling out some forms. I will go get him for you and then the Doctor will be in shortly to see you."

Kurt fights to keep his eyes open as he waits for his Dad. It isn't long before his Dad comes rushing to his side and grabbing his hand, telling Kurt how worried he was. Kurt tries to apologize for scaring his father and making him give up a days work but Burt will hear none of it. Before the doctor comes in Burt tries to help him sit up and have him drink some water.

As the doctor comes in he notices the worried look on his Dad's face. The Doctors were only this quick with his mother when they knew right away things could be seriously wrong.

"Kurt, I'm glad to see you awake. I'm Doctor Berns and will be taking care of you along with Nurse Hannah. I need to ask you a couple questions. Do you think you are up to that?" He asked as he pulled out his pen and pad.

"Sure, but can my dad stay?" Kurt rasped before trying to clear his throat. Burt reached over and grabbed his hand to let Kurt know he wasn't going anywhere.

"Of course. How have you been feeling lately?"

"Um … tired mostly."

"He's complained about being tired but I thought it was just because he was studying hard for his upcoming exams before winter break" Burt cut in.

Doctor Berns nodded and wrote some notes before looking up again, "Okay, how long have you been feeling tired?"

"I guess about two weeks or so that I noticed how weirdly tired I was."

"What do you mean by weird?"

"I would take naps and made sure to get eight hours of sleep a night and I was still tired." Kurt tired to read the doctor's face after his response but it stayed stolid.

"Have you been feeling any sort of pain anywhere?"

"Mostly my chest."

"Front or back?"

"um … both."

"And when did you start feeling this pain?"

"I'm not sure." Kurt said quietly and whispered an "I'm sorry"

"It's okay. You are doing great. I know it's hard to recall all the information. I just have a couple more questions to get as many symptoms in as I can to figure out what's going on is that okay?"

"I was told he just passed out. Is it more than that?" Burt inquired, thankfully giving Kurt's brain a chance to catch up.

"We just need to be sure there isn't another reason before we release him. I like to be as thorough as possible." Doctor Berns simply stated before turning his attention back to Kurt. "If it becomes too much for you let me know and we can take a break."

"We can keep going."

"Great. So chest pain, fatigue, any shortness of breath?"

"Yes … I just noticed it was bad today, but I thought … well I didn't think much of it. " Kurt stated not wanting to give away too much personal information.

"And what does it feel like?"

"Flips and then my chest feels like someone is squeezing on the inside."

"Are you experiencing any dizziness?"

"Yes, mostly when I'm tired or I stand too quickly or move to fast"

"Kurt you didn't tell me you were feeling like this?"

"I didn't think it was serious."

"You did a wonderful job Kurt. I would like to preform some x-rays and scans and other tests to get a better look as to what might be going on if that's okay?"

"Yes please, whatever it takes to make sure he gets better" Burt insisted.

"What do you think it is?" Kurt inquired softly finally finding courage to ask.

"It could be a number of things, some things more serious than others. I don't like to say what it is until I know for sure. For now you will need your rest before we begin to prep you for the tests and we would also like to keep you over night for observations."

"Thank you doctor" Burt said standing from his seat. Doctor Berns nodded shaking his hand and walking out after informing Kurt he will be back shortly.

It was silent for a few moments as both of their minds caught up to what just happened. Burt finally let out a held breath and squeezed Kurt hand letting him know that Burt would never let anything happen to him and he was going to come out okay. After their short moment Burt cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Alright I'm really sorry kiddo, but I need to run home and grab the insurance card and maybe grab us some decent food. Do you need me to get you anything?"

"My pajamas would be wonderful actually."

"Of course. Did you want me to stay for the testing or-"

"Just hurry back so I can have some pants on and maybe softer socks to wear. Oh and can I have my phone before you leave?"

"Sure thing." Burt smiled handing him his phone from a bag of his belongings that were on him when they took him in. Before leaving Burt gave him a quick awkward kiss on the forehead, like he used to do when Kurt was really young, "I'll be back as quick as I can. I love you."

"I love you too Dad, please be careful though. And nothing too unhealthy, we still need to be careful about your heart."

"You just worry about getting yourself better."

Kurt wasn't sure if he was ready to make up and apologize to Blaine yet but he was scared and needed his best friend here with him. If they were running tests then it probably isn't as simple as Kurt thought it would be. He rang Blaine twice and got no answer which either means Blaine doesn't have his phone on him, is on a date or hanging out with his boyfriend, or he is purposely ignoring Kurt's calls. He sent a quick message telling Blaine to call his phone when the Nurse entered with a reassuring smile.

"Alright Kurt, I'm back. I'm just going to administer some medicine to help you feel a little more comfortable and relaxed. You should feel a warm feeling wash over you. If it begins to hurt please let me know immediately." She gave Kurt the most serious face she could probably muster, which made him assume many people didn't speak up about their pain. Though he himself is guilty of doing that.

"I will. When am I going to be tested?"

"Once the x-ray room is free I will wheel you over and someone, I think Chester is in today, will take an x-ray of your chest and then after that we may have to do an MRI. Do small spaces make you uncomfortable?"

"No."

"Great. If at any time you feel even a little bit nervous about the MRI I can give you something to help calm you down. Do you have any questions for me?"

"When can I go home?"

Kurt watched her closely. Her smile faded for a small moment, she probably got this a lot working in the pediatric section of the hospital.

"It all depends on how the tests go. But we are doing everything we can to get you home safely and soon." They really liked to stress the point where they were working hard for Kurt. Kurt just wondered where this kind of concern and hard work was when he mother was sick. "Is there anything I can get you to make you more comfortable? More blankets? And extra pillow?"

"I'm fine, thank you." That warm feeling was starting to make him feel sleepy again and he had to fight to keep his eyes open.

"Go ahead and rest for a bit. We will wake you when it's time. If you need anything at all just press this call button and I will be right in."

The tests were easy for Kurt; he really didn't have to do much, turn this way or that way, stay still, that kind of stuff. They were done fairly quickly. It was mostly waiting for his turn that took the longest. It's just that Kurt was so exhausted. As they wheeled Kurt back into his room he saw his Dad there nervously waiting for him. "Kurt, how did it go?" Burt asked as he jumped up to greet him.

"Fine, I guess. I don't know."

"Kurt did a wonderful job. The doctors are looking over the results as we speak and as soon as they come to a conclusion as well as a plan of action Doctor Berns will be in to speak with you both." The nurse explained allowing Kurt to rest for a second from his father's concerns.

"Plan of action?-" Burt started to inquire.

"Thank you Hannah. I should be okay now. I promise to call for you if I need anything." Kurt said interrupting his dad before his started to freak out. She quickly made sure everything was set before leaving the two of them alone. Kurt let out breath trying to calm his own nerves.

"Kid, this sounds serious. I have the right to ask questions." Burt corrected.

"Dad, I'm scared and I just need you, you're all I have, and if you freak out that means I have to be the one who doesn't freak out and I'm tired-"

"Okay, okay. You're right. I promise it's all going to be okay." Burt reassured quickly squeezing Kurt's hand to help him calm down, "Look I brought you your pajamas that you wants. I even grabbed some of your stuff from you desk. I just picked the ones that looked the most used so I'm sorry if I brought the wrong ones."

"Thanks Dad." Kurt smiled and felt himself slightly calming down. He was still scared, but his dad was here.

"Do you need help getting uh changed or-" Burt awkwardly asking looking at the wires and tubes and everything now attached to Kurt.

"Dad I'll be okay, just uh close the curtain…please."

Burt nodded closing the curtain and giving Kurt the privacy he asked for. Kurt carefully stood up, his legs feeling shaky and weak. To help stabilize himself he held onto the side of the bed. Just from this movement he was feeling out of breath. He carefully pulled his pajama pants on, not bothering to tie them since he was becoming more tired with more movement. He decided against putting on his shirt partly because on the wires on his chest, mostly because he was already feeling dizzy and out of breath. "Dad-" was all he could huff out and that's all it took Burt before he tore open the curtain and helped Kurt back into the hospital bed with reassurances that he was okay. He gave Kurt some water and gently brushed his hair out of his face.

"Are you hungry? You haven't eaten yet and maybe that will make you feel better? I brought you your favorite. Nutella, peanut butter, and banana sandwiches." Burt rushed out reaching into the lunch bag and pulling out some sandwiches.

"Dad that hasn't been my favorite since I was eight." Kurt corrected as he rolled his eyes.

"Fine, I guess you don't want it then. I could just go get you a tuna salad sandwich from the vending machine down the hall." Burt mocked pretending to put the sandwiches away.

"I never said I didn't want it." Kurt defended as he reached out for a sandwich and quickly taking a bite. With all the nerves and stress Kurt never realized how hungry he actually was.

"How is it?"

"Good. Thank you."

"Carole actually made it for you."

"Carole?"

"Yes. She and Finn actually wanted to come, but I told them you were too tired for visitors and that you will be home tomorrow."

"That means the whole glee club probably knows by know." Kurt commented not sure if he was dreading them knowing or kind of glad.

"I'm sorry kid. I had to tell them. They are family now."

"I know dad, I didn't mean it like that. I just-"

"I know you're a very private person and just worried about it getting around the school." Burt interrupted.

Kurt didn't want to really mention he's just embarrassed about fainting in public and having to stay in the hospital for it. This did remind Kurt to check his phone for a call back or a reply from Blaine. He was disappointed there was nothing from him, but he was even a little more shocked when he didn't see any messages from any of his old friends in glee. They probably didn't even really want to be friends with him. They were all probably glad he was gone and not hanging around of them anyway.

His sulking period was quickly interrupted when Doctor Berns and someone else, probably another doctor or specialist, entered the room in a hurry. Burt immediately stood up in a way that made Kurt worry.

"Kurt, I have your results back." He quickly stated. Kurt kind of missed his nurse asking how he was feeling first before getting into business. "And I'm not going to beat around the bush with it."

"Is something wrong? Can I go home tomorrow?"

"I'm very sorry Kurt. It's very uncommon in someone so young. The chances are so low we called in several other specialist and debated on running the tests again." He paused looking at the pad in his hands. "Kurt you have a thoracic aorta aneurism, which basically means that the part that pumps blood from your heart to the rest of your body, which is located in the chest, is bulging. In normal situations all this means is that it would need to be monitored. However, the size of the aneurism is larger than it should be for that kind of treatment. We are going to need to preform open chest surgery to replace the damaged section of the aorta with a synthetic tube." He paused to file through his papers, "I know you have a lot of questions but we really need to go over the paper work first so we can get Kurt scheduled for surgery. So Mr. Hummel if you would please follow me to where you can fill out the proper paper work, I can answer all the questions you have along the way."

Kurt's ears are left ringing, or maybe it's all the machines he is currently hooked up to, and his heart plummeted into his stomach. Open chest surgery. His first thought was the horrible scar that it would leave him. But immediately after he began to think of everything that could go wrong. He was starting to feel his sandwich churn in his stomach threatening to come back up. The doctor would be back any minute with his Dad to go over the complications of the surgery. His life may never be the same after this.

None of it was fair to Kurt. He thought he would get good karma for keeping his feelings a secret and supporting Blaine in his new relationship. Why did this stuff always have to happen to him? Weren't heart problems supposed to happen to people who were a lot older?

One of the machines next him to began to beep rapidly as he soon felt the world tilt again as he slipped away like before, except this time he was already laying down and there was a group of nurses rushing to his side.