Kurt doesn't remember waking up on and off after his surgery but they tell him that he did. The first time he wakes up the point of awareness he freaks out. There are wires everywhere, he is cold, nauseous, and his dad isn't there. He will later be embarrassed that he is crying but right now he is scared and just wants his dad. He isn't sure what happens. The nurse calms him down and promises to get his dad but he needs to not touch anything. He wasn't aware that he is talking. He stays awake until his dad is by his side and then sleep takes him over once again.

The amount of time Kurt is awake gradually increases from five-ten mines to ten-fifteen minutes and so on. It begins to annoy him because he isn't able to retain or get much information in ten minutes. He isn't sure how long he is asleep for so he doesn't know what day it is. It all just causes him major confusion that he doesn't like.

When Kurt stays awake for almost half an hour the next time he wakes up he is in a different room. It's quieter and isn't as busy. He still has his own set of busyness and noise from his own monitors, tubes, IV's, and wires. His dad is there in the room with him, but he is asleep on too small a sofa. His mouth is dry and he feels heavy. His chest hurts a lot but in a different way than it did before. He debates if he should press the call button. He decides against it because he figures it will take too much energy and he is already feeling tired again. It isn't much longer before he lets his eyes fall shut and he is again asleep.

The next time he doesn't fully wake up, but he hears a pleasant voice singing to him. He wants to open his eyes and see who it is and tell them he is okay because they are singing to him like he died. 'Did he?' He starts to wonder, but the softness of the voice lulls him back to sleep. 'Blaine' he thinks, 'it sounds like Blaine,' as he drifts back feeling comforted in the fact Blaine came to see him and sing to him. He fights to listen till the end of the song because it's so pretty. He really does try to open his eyes but he just can't, it's too much of a fight. He at least hopes he is smiling to let Blaine know he is happy he's there with him.

He wakes up again and for once doesn't still feel exhausted to the point of falling right back to sleep. He must have a weird expression on his face because his dad is giving him a weird look. "Kurt?" He says softly and Kurt isn't sure what his tone is or what it's supposed to mean. Kurt goes to speak, but instead clears his throat harshly. "Wait, wait let me get you some ice chips to help with that." His dad isn't gone very long. When he returns with the ice chips he has a surprised look on his face as well as a nurse with him.

"Kurt it is wonderful to see you a little more alert," she says with a warm smile, "are you in any pain?"

Kurt swallows a few ice chips before he tells her his chest is a little sore.

"That is normal, I'll see if I can get you anything for that and maybe today we can remove the catheter."

Kurt smiles at her brightly, because yes that will be wonderful. He feels them more now that he was made aware of them. She nods as she takes a few notes and numbers down before she scurries out.

Kurt eats a few more ice chips before speaking again, "How long was I asleep for?"

"You were in and out for a few days. This is the most awake you have been since the surgery. I was really worried about you even though everyone kept telling me it was normal."

"Were you here the whole time?" Kurt asked a little shocked.

"I promised I would stay kiddo. Besides I couldn't leave you even if they dragged me out of here." Burt declares as he places a gently hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"Thanks for not leaving me Dad." Kurt smiles feeling a more calm than he had before. He then remembers someone singing to him, he isn't sure how long ago that was though. He knows it wasn't his dad because his dad's voice isn't that pretty.

"Did anyone stop by?" Kurt tries to keep his voice casual and innocent.

"Oh!" Burt exclaims as he immediately pops up out of the chair and rushes over to the table under the small television that had the sports channel on mute. He brings over a large bag and gently places it within Kurt's reach. Kurt's face must be comical because his dad chuckles lightly as he sits down.

"Wha-?" he starts surprised "What is this? Did you put this together?"

"No, some of your Dalton school friends dropped this off for you when you were in surgery," Burt explained with his hands up in defense before adding, "I am really liking this school if it gave you friends like these guys."

"Yeah they are good guys." Kurt couldn't believe everything that was in the bag. It seemed endless. There were soft Dalton sweats; bamboo socks; a soft comforting blanket; a squishy pillow; an assortment of healthy snacks including: ginger tea, coconut water, organic cookies, a protein bar, peppermints, and other health snacks; beauty products such as dry shampoo, butter oatmeal soap, shea butter oatmeal lotion, mint lip balm, pain relieving cream; and of course lots of entertainment variations such as the latest vogue, other magazine, and puzzle books.

Kurt couldn't believe his eyes; he was covered in gifts and tissue paper. It looked like his dad was in a state of shock as well. As Kurt pulled out a card that had fallen to the bottom of the bag his Dad had collected everything in a neat pile and cleared off the bed. Kurt smiled a little teary as he saw all of the warblers had signed the card and obviously fought for space to write their personal get-well messages. He scanned the card over again looking for Blaine's message but there wasn't one. Maybe he had dreamt about hearing Blaine. Maybe he didn't come sing and forgive Kurt. Kurt's smile faltered a little as he handed his dad the card to put with the over-large-extravagant gift.

Kurt's overthinking was interrupted by a set of nurses and Doctor Berns briskly entering the room. "Kurt, Mr. Hummel, please forgive us for taking so long. We were dealing with an emergency on another floor. Diana explains to me that your chest is a little sore?" He questions taking a look at Kurt's stiches.

"Just a little," Kurt answered quietly.

"Okay, well it is normal so no need to worry, but we can give you something to make you feel more comfortable if you need. We will need to wait a little bit before you are given more medication."

"It's not too bad" Kurt clarified not wanting to complain too much. The nurses start to record numbers on a chart, as he looks Kurt over.

"That's good. You look like you are healing wonderfully. It's nice to see you awake and alert. I want to keep you here another full week," he begins to explain to both Kurt and his dad, "We slowly begin getting you more active with some occupational and physically therapy. Then if everything continues to look good after the week I will release you. You will have another one to two months of home rest with lots of follow up appointments. You will need take it easy for a while, which will be harder to do when you have more energy." He finishes writing a couple more quick notes before turning to the nurses.

"Let's go ahead and remove the catheter," he directs to them before turning back to Kurt and his dad. "I'm sure you will be a lot more comfortable without it."

Kurt smiles nervously worried it will hurt. His Dad gives him a reassuring pat on the shoulder before stepping out the room giving him privacy. The younger nurse begins to wash her hands and put gloves on and the older one talks Kurt through the process of what will happen. She also assures him it should be painless. He lays still and slightly embarrassed as the nurses do their work removing the catheter. The older one reminds him to let her know if there is any pain. The younger one begins to distract Kurt talking about what he is looking most forward to once he is out of the hospital. Kurt is grateful for distracting conversion and for her not asking about school or friends or family. Sooner than Kurt expects it's all over. They smile and directly dispose of the bag and other objects.

"If you keep being this wonderful you'll have all the nurses fighting over you." The older one winks as the younger one let's his dad know to come back in.

When his Dad enters he starts for the chair next to Kurt's bed, where he was sitting before, but pauses and heads back over to the table where he originally picked up the gift from the warblers.

"I forgot about this one," Burt said. Kurt couldn't see what his dad picked up off the table from where he was. Kurt paused confused when Burt handed Kurt the soft stuffed bear in the blue hospital gown. "That Blaine kid was holding this when he came back to see you. He was really worried about you, he couldn't wait until you woke up and contacted him."

"Yeah. Blaine's a great guy." Kurt answered unsure what to think of the bear. Blaine had come to see him, but did he really sing? It was hard to figure out what really happened and what he dreamt and imagined.

"He's also too polite for his own good. He was so worried I would be mad he came to see you. He wouldn't stop calling me Mr. Hummel. I didn't have the heart to correct him and tell him to call me Burt."

"He probably wouldn't have called you that anyway."

"He looked like one of those kids who needs to be overly respectful to adults. At first I thought it was just the uniform." Burt joked.

Kurt's heart felt like it sped up, but for a completely different reason. Blaine was worried about him. That meant that he forgave Kurt right? As Kurt tried to push all his intimate questions about Blaine out of his head another group of people entered his mind.

"Um Dad … did uh anyone else come visit me?" he asked hesitantly afraid to know the answer.

"Carole came by a couple times to check on you and get as much information from the other nurses and doctors that she could. She made sure you have had only the best staff taking care of you." Burt casually answered. Kurt knew that was sweet of her. She had been trying so hard for Kurt's love, it must be because she is afraid Kurt feels like she is a replacement mother, which he doesn't. Kurt just isn't used to having a mother anymore.

"Um I meant-"

"Oh" Burt realized out loud his eyes widening before his face reading remorse and a hint of anger. "No one from McKinley. I'm not sure I would have let them in anyway. I never liked how much drama they all cause. It would stress you out and-" Burt started rambling getting emotional, something Kurt was not used to seeing.

"Dad- Dad. I'm okay now, we came in time for them to fix the problem." Kurt reassured attempting to comfort his dad as best as he could.

There was a small moment of silence as Burt reached and held onto Kurt's hand tightly speaking all the words he struggled with. Kurt settled into his bed before turning his head to the television feeling a little tired but wanting to stay awake.

"So who's winning?" he asked in a tired voice. Burt laughed shaking his head.

"Do you even know what sport is on?"

"You're trying to be interested in things I like. I thought I could do the same." Kurt clarified fighting a yawn.

"You just worry about resting up and getting better."

Kurt nodded letting his eyes close and falling back into a lighter sleep.