Title: Landslide ~2/?~ Author: saar_fantasy Characters: The whole ensemble I guess Pairings: Puck/Sam, Kurt/Blaine, Sam/OMC, Blaine/Sebastian, eventual Puck/Kurt Rating: R Word Count:~1.100 Genre: Friendship, Romance, Hurt/Comfort Warnings: Angst, violence, homophobic jerks Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, neither do I own the people in real life. I know...It's very sad.
Summary: Puck falls victim of hate crime, leaving him with no choice but to break up with his boyfriend Sam, if only to protect him. Who knew there was another boy whom he could fall in love with and take another chance.
The waiting in the waiting room seemed to last for hours.
Rachel's dads as well as Sam's parents and Burt and Carole had shown up at the hospital as well.
Santana and Brittany were still hanging on the phone with their parents, the fingers of their other hands entwined together.
It was simply tragic what had happened to Puck that nobody could help but feel something.
Pain. Fear. Guilt. Sadness. Love.
Love for the guy who was lying in the OR because his mother had to give consent for it a little while ago. The doctor saying something about bleeding internal organs.
Everybody tried to deal with it in their own way.
Finn was pacing, Kurt still held onto Sam's hand while the other hand held onto Blaine's, Rachel was quietly talking to her dads, Britttany and Santana were on the phone, Tina and Mike were huddled together, Tina softly crying onto Mike's shoulder and Mercedes and Artie were both just watching their friends with wide, worried eyes. The parents tried to console everyone as best as they could.
"Are you alright?"
Sam turned his head to his right where he saw that his mom had vacated the seat next to him to make room for Mercedes.
"I don't know," Sam answered honestly, "I will give you answer to that when the doctor finally gives us news about Puck."
Mercedes nodded understandingly, "We're all wishing that he'll be fine. I even said a prair for him."
Sam gave a small smile to the girl he considered as one of his best friends.
"Thanks, Mercedes. I really appreciate it."
Mercedes took Sam's free hand in hers, because Kurt was still holding one in his. Both to support Sam, but to get some comfort back as well.
True, Kurt had Blaine sitting on his other side, also for support, but he was pretty shaken up too.
Nobody had ever thought this would happen to any of them.
Least of all to Puck.
Puck oozes confidence and strength everywhere he goes, to see him so beaten up, so vandalized was something that could probably never be erased from their minds.
Burned onto their retina forever.
Puck's mother was talking to Carole and Burt, Carole being one of her best friends since Finn and Puck became friends in 's parents joined them as well.
When, finally, a doctor came in, carrying a file, probably from Puck, everyone's head shot up and they all looked at the doctor inquiringly.
The doctor's eyes scanned over the group of people until they landed on the adults.
"Mrs. Puckerman."
Judy stepped forward and nodded, "I'm mrs. Judith Puckerman. Doctor, how's my son?"
The doctor waited until the woman got close enough before he started explaining.
"His spleen was bleeding but we were able to stop the bleeding and fix it again. So, apart from the broken ribs, a broken leg, the bruises, black eye and scars, he's alright. For the fysical part that is."
Judy let out a little breath of relief, "That's enough to know right now. I'll talk to him about getting help when I get to take him home."
"I have an address of a very good psychiater if you're interested."
Judy smiled a little, "Thank you, doctor. Can I see my son now?"
"Of course."
"Can I come too?" Sam asked, quickly adding, "I'm his boyfriend", when the doctor gives him a questioning look.
"Since boyfriend is close to family, I have no reason to say you can't."
The doctor smiled at Sam before turning around and leading them the way to the recovery room where Puck was staying in.
The rest of the Gleeks, and mr. Schuester, ms. Pillsbury and the rest of the adults, stayed waiting in the waiting room.
All of them hoping they could maybe get a glimpse of Puck soon too.
-..-
It was weird for Judy and Sam to see their boy look so small in the hospitalbed while he usually looked so larger than life.
It was like it just hit them what had happened as they saw him lying there.
It was especially hard for Judy, because she hadn't seen her son yet. Sam already knew more or less what to expect.
That didn't make it less scary tho...
They both took a seat on different sides of the bed, both holding onto one of his hands.
They didn't know how long they had been sitting there, but it must have been a while, until Puck stirred and slowly opened his one still good eye.
His mother was the first one to come into his viewline.
"M-ma?"
"Hey baby," she didn't call her son 'baby' a lot, but now the time seemed right for it. "How are you feeling?."
"Tired," Puck sighed, probably still half sedated and because of the pain medication of course, "Where's Sam?"
"Right here, babe." Sam replied, squeezing Puck's hand, who turned his head to look at him.
"Hey," he said softly, smiling lazily, "I'm sorry I scared you like that."
Sam shook his head, "Not your fault. Can I ask you something though?"
"Sure."
"What were you doing on the footballfield before sunrise?"
"Wanted...Wanted to surprise you with something. Didn't work out so well."
Sam chuckled sadly, "Well, I was certainly surprised."
"Sorry," Puck whispered, stroking his thumb over Sam's knuckles.
Sam shook his head again, leaning over both of their hands and kissing Puck's hand softly.
"Like I said, it's not your fault." He wanted to change the subject, so he blurted out the first thing that came up in his mind. "The rest of the Glee club are here too."
Puck's face lit up a little, "I didn't expect anything else from them. How are Kurt and Blaine? And Brittany and Santana?"
Sam had felt that question coming. It was only normal at a time like this.
"They're very shocked. We all know Lima isn't exactly the accepting kind of town for the gay community, but this..."
"I don't think they're from Lima. I've never seen them before."
"That's even worse. But hey, do you think you could point them out to the police?"
"I don't know... Their faces are all kind of blurry..."
"That's because you're still pretty out of it, honey." Judy spoke up again after giving her son and his boyfriend some time to talk. "It will get better when you recovered from your surgery and are off from most of these pain medications."
Puck turned his head towards his mother again and nodded, "Yeah, I guess so."
"Of course it will." Judy reassured him with a squeeze of her hand.
Puck turned back to Sam, yawning softly, making Sam smile.
"We should give you some rest."
Puck wanted to protest, but Sam silenced him with a kiss, carding his hand through Puck's mohawk affectionately.
Sam took a step back and let Judy say goodbye to her son with a promise that she would come back.
Then Judy took a step back and let Sam say his, kind of emotional, goodbye.
"Say hi to the rest for me," Puck said softly as Sam pulled out of the gentle hug. Gentle because he was scared he would hurt Puck, even if he was on pain medication.
"Will do."
Sam and Judy were already walking to the door when Puck called out to his boyfriend.
"Sam?"
Sam turned his head to look over his shoulder, "Yeah?"
"Be careful, ok? Tell Kurt and Blaine and Britt and Santana to be careful too."
"Of course, babe."
"I love you."
"I love you too." Sam said softly, his eyes glistening with tears again, "I'll see you tomorrow."
Then both Judy and Sam left to give Puck some rest.
-..-
Kurt and Blaine were walking with Sam to his car, talking about Puck and what had happened the whole time.
"He's gonna need a lot of help," Sam said, "From us, but also professional."
Blaine and Kurt both nodded.
"He can count on us." Kurt said, followed by a "Hey, what's that?" from Blaine, who pointed to a note that was trapped between the windshield wiper and the front window of the car.
Sam frowned as he took the note, Kurt and Blaine both straining their necks to read over his shoulder.
' You'd better watch out, fag. You're next on our list.'
Without a word, Sam crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it on the ground.
Kurt put his hand on Sam's shoulder and when Sam turned to him, he looked into big blue concerned eyes.
"Sam..."
"Don't," Sam cut him off, "Don't you dare tell Puck this." He looked from Kurt to Blaine, "Don't you dare tell this to anyone."
"But, Sam-"
"No!" Sam yelled angrily, "Not a word! Understood?"
Kurt and Blaine shared a look before nodding, then watched as Sam got into his car and drove away.
Kurt was still staring after the car as he felt Blaine's arms wrap around him from behind.
"I'm scared, Blaine."
Blaine nodded into Kurt's back, his voice muffled by the other boy's coat.
"So am I."