Blaine's grandmother makes another reappearance in this chapter(: I love that old lady.

Chapter song: Kettering – The Antlers

I don't own Glee.


CHAPTER 5

Kettering

"You made me sleep all uneven

And I didn't believe them

When they told me that there

Was no saving you"

"All I want to know is what happened to my grandbaby and who is responsible." A very, very angry Ethel spoke to Kurt slowly.

Ethel, Blaine's grandmother (and also the only family member of Blaine's that had showed up, worrying about him) had marched into Blaine's room with an oversized tote-bag filled with candy, her checkbook, and Mrs. Norman. Kurt was the only one there at the moment, he was sitting beside Blaine clutching his cold fingers wondering when he was going to wake up. The sight of his grandmother made him cheer up a little.

Kurt motioned for Ethel to come sit in the small recliner in the corner of the room. As she did, she reached in her bag to pet Mrs. Norris. Kurt knew she probably had to sneak her in.

"And I would like to know why you made my grandbaby cry. Because the poor thing wouldn't tell me the other day." She frowned.

"Well, Ethel," Kurt started.

"Call me Gramma." She corrected him.

"Gramma," Kurt said, "Blaine and I... started to.. uh, like each other. And I was afraid of getting into a relationship.. and I hurt his feelings by telling him to leave."

She sat and thought about this for a moment. Kurt wondered if she knew Blaine was gay.

"Alright. And how did he get here?" She motioned to the hospital bed.

Kurt sat back in his chair and breathed heavily, letting his grip on Blaine's hand go loose for a moment.

"I came to his house a week after... I made that mistake, and his father saw us holding hands. He went berserk and picked Blaine up by his shirt, and then threw him down the stairs." Kurt felt tears falling slowly down his face, he didn't bother to wipe them off.

"I knew that filthy, no good son of a-" Ethel started, but stopped when she saw the doctor walk in.

"Is Blaine going to be alright?" Kurt asked abruptly.

"Yes, he should be fine if he wakes up within twenty-four hours. If he doesn't, he might have suffered minor brain damage."

Kurt looked over to Blaine's face. It was so peaceful and beautiful. He couldn't bare to think that Blaine might wake up as a different person. He just wanted Blaine. He suddenly realized how much he had been missing, how much he had loved Blaine Anderson. He couldn't stand not to see his smile, or his laugh or his tight skinny jeans or the way he sang.

Kurt didn't realize the doctor had left, or that Ethel was standing above him with a worried look on her face.

"Honey, I've got to get going... I've got some.. business with his Father to do. You go to school tomorrow, I'll sit with him all day, alright? You just stay with him tonight - I know he's alright when he's with you." She spoke softly.

Kurt shook his head and lay his hand back on Blaine's, trying his hardest to memorize Blaine's features.


After Burt was off work that day, He and Carole headed back to the hospital. They had to check on the boys and bring Kurt his overnight bag since they knew for a fact he wouldn't be leaving Blaine's beside that night. Finn had to stay after school because New Directions had to finish up practicing for Regionals.

"Burt," Carole walked ahead of Burt into the room and stood there with a grin spread across her face.

Burt saw what she was so happy about.

Kurt was laying next to Blaine on the hospital bed somehow, he had his arms wound around him in a way that wouldn't mess up any of the IV's, and his head was resting on the shorter boys chest. The two looked so peaceful, Burt wished he could hold the moment there forever. Carole grabbed a spare blanket off of the recliner and spread it over the two boys as they slept.

"I hope it'll all turn out alright, Carole. Kurt just needs someone. He needs to be happy for once." Burt sniffled, trying to hold the tears back. He felt so sorry for his son. Burt could tell the last time he was genuinely happy was when Elizabeth, his first wife, was alive. He knew it was why Kurt swapped his middle name from Henry to Elizabeth suddenly in the seventh grade.

Burt and Carole sat Kurt's overnight bag on the cold hospital floor and talked to the doctor for a moment before heading back home.


"EVERYBODY," Mercedes yelled over the noise. The room fell silent. "Now, if you would listen to me, I've got some news you might want to hear."

Everyone in New Directions were exhausted from a long day of school, drama, and practice. Most of them had one foot out the door, but Mercedes reeled them back in. They wouldn't let down a chance for gossip. Especially about gossip as to why Kurt wasn't at school. Kurt never missed Mondays, he hated catching up. Something pretty darn important was going down somewhere.

"Kurt's been in the hospital with Blaine all weekend." A few gasps erupted from the group as Mercedes started to talk.

"Mercedes, I don't thin-" Finn started.

"Shut your mouth, white boy. I got permission from Kurt." She glared at Finn.

"Now, don't interrupt me and I'll tell you what's going on." Mercedes sighed and got serious, something she rarely did. She was usually cheery and goofing around.. but when she did get serious, you'd better listen if you didn't want to be slapped. Or have your tots stolen at lunch the next day.

"Blaine's father pushed.. no, threw Blaine down the stairs a few days ago after he found out Blaine was gay.. and Blaine might have brain damage." Mercedes looked down to her fingers and frowned. "We all need to be there for Kurt. He's going through a tough time. You know about his Mom, and I don't want him to lose someone else." She looked around at all of the worried faces.

"We should go see them!" A few voices stated.

"No, my Mom sent me a text saying not to- Oh my gosh, they're sleeping together.." Finn said, surprised at a picture his mother sent.

"Aww, they look so adorable!" The girls cooed, and the guys simply said "I'm happy for him."

"Just... be there for him when he comes back tomorrow, alright guys?" Mercedes asked after they were done staring at the adorable photo.


Kurt awoke in the middle of the night. Well, not just in the middle of the night. But a few dozen times before and after. He found himself listening to Blaine's heartbeat, making sure he was breathing each time.

Soon, he had to get up and get ready for school.

Kurt didn't know what to expect.

He walked around school with baggy eyes and weird looks from people. He was so worried, he didn't even bother to do his moisturizing routine.. let alone fix his hair. Today, he was simply wearing black skinny jeans, knee-high boots, and Blaine's Dalton Academy sweatshirt. He found it along with two other sweatshirts in a bag Ethel had probably dropped off, and Kurt knew Blaine wouldn't need all three of them. The one Kurt took seemed to be worn in the most. It smelled so much like Blaine. It reminded him of peppermints and clean laundry and trees and sunshine... heck, everything reminded Kurt about Blaine.

At least one note was passed to Kurt each class period, mostly from his friends in the New Directions.

"Stay strong, buddy. - Noah"

"The Asians are always here for you, Kurt. - Mike and Tina"

"You can snuggle with my cat if you'd like. She makes me feel better when I'm sad. But don't let her near your bird, he might eat him. - Brittany."

Brittany's note made him smile a little. He tucked them all away into his shoulder bag, tapping his fingers nervously as he waited for school to end. He needed to get back to Blaine. It had been almost twenty-four hours, and he wished and hoped that Blaine would be okay.

The minute school was let out, Kurt shot out of the building like a bullet and scurried to his car. He already told Mr. Shue he would be absent from glee club that afternoon.

Kurt arrived to the hospital and sprinted up to Blaine's room, hoping that he was awake and everything could go back to normal.

Blaine was awake.

"Blaine!" Kurt shouted and nearly tripped over the bed as he ran into the room. "Blaine, Oh, gosh, you're okay... Blaine?"

Blaine was looking at Kurt with a confused expression, like he was meeting someone new.

"Do I... Do I know you?" He spoke softly.

Kurt swore he felt his heart tearing right down the middle, his whole world falling apart piece by piece.

"Y-yes, you know me.. Blaine, I'm Kurt. Kurt Hummel. We're.. W-we're best f-friends.." He started crying.

This was the worst possible thing that could happen.

Kurt felt his heart being pulled apart as he ran out of the room and into the hallway to cry.


I'M SORRY, SORRYSORRYSORRY. -HUGS-