"Cooper?"

"Kurt?" Cooper asked confused. Why was Blaine's boyfriend calling him?

"Uh. There was a – Blaine – They –"

"Kurt, what's going on?" Cooper asked, becoming worried.

"Blaine's in the hospital," Kurt sputtered out, through tears.

"Shit!" Cooper said, jumping up and running out the door to his car. "What happened?"

"I don't know," Kurt choked out. "We were...Just all of the sudden he was on the ground screaming."

Horrible memories flashed through Cooper's mind.

"I was standing in the parking lot with Luke," Blaine said softly. "We were supposed to meet his dad there, but apparently he was running a little late. We were just talking and then these three guys came up behind us. They just kept laughing at us and calling us names and—"

Blaine stopped for a minute.

"And what Blaine?" Cooper asked, somehow already knowing that these were the three people that had beaten his brother so badly.

Blaine swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "And they just started hitting us and kicking us. I begged for them to stop, but they just kept hitting and punching and kicking," Blaine explained quietly through the tears streaming down his face.

"Are you with him? Can I talk to him?" Cooper said quickly, not really caring if he had just cut Kurt off.

"No. They won't let me back with him. Only family."

"I'm on my way. Give me 10 minutes."

Cooper rushed into the emergency room at the hospital.

"Blaine Anderson," he said to the receptionist at the desk.

"And you are?"

"His brother," Cooper responded. In the back of his mind, Cooper knew that she was just doing her job, but that didn't mean she couldn't do it faster. He just needed to see his little brother and make sure that he was all right.

"Yes. Ok. He just got out of surgery," the receptionist said, reading from a file on the computer.

Cooper let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "What room?"

"452."

Cooper didn't even say thank you before running off in the direction of the stairs. Finding them, he ran up as fast as he could until he reached the fourth floor.

449. 450. 451.

Cooper looked to his right and saw that the door was open.

There was his little brother lying in a hospital bed again. This was a sight Cooper had seen so many times already and one he could definitely live without seeing again.

"Blaine?"

"Coop?" At least he was awake this time. Cooper quickly walked across the room and pulled Blaine into a hug.

"It's gonna be ok," Cooper said, rubbing comforting circles around Blaine's back. Blaine just sobbed into Cooper's back.

"They were my friends. They were my friends," Blaine kept repeating.

"Who were your friends?"

"David and Jeff and Nick and –" Blaine's sobs interrupted him.

"Wait? You mean the Warblers?"

"Yeah," Blaine sniffled.

"You mean they did this," Cooper said pulling Blaine off of him and finally getting a good look at his brother. His face was all blotchy and the right side of his face was covered in bandages.

"Yeah," Blaine said quietly.

"Why?" Cooper asked, trying to remain calm, but it wasn't working so well.

"I don't know—" Blaine choked out.

Cooper took a few deep breaths before looking Blaine in the eye. "It's gonna be ok. We're going to get through this. I promise."

Blaine just nodded, unsure if he believed Cooper. Cooper, on the other hand, wasn't even sure if he believed himself. All he wanted to do was go to Dalton and tear those boys limb from limb. But he knew his brother needed him here, and that was more important.

"Coop?"

"Yeah, Blaine?"

"I'm scared," Blaine admitted quietly.

Cooper turned around and looked at his brother. He hadn't looked that small since the Sadie Hawkins dance, back when he got scared so easily.

"For the surgery?"

"What if something goes wrong?"

"Nothing's going to go wrong. The doctor knows what he's doing."

"But something could still go wrong."

"It will all be fine and then you're going to be back up singing and dancing before you know it."

Blaine was silent after that. He just kept thinking about what he would do if something did go wrong? How would he keep performing? Well, he could still do everything, but it'd be a lot different. People kept telling him not to think about everything that could go wrong, but that's a lot easier to do when you aren't the person getting surgery.

Cooper noticed that Blaine hadn't said anything in a while. "Are you still worrying about the surgery?" he asked.

"Yeah. I just can't stop thinking about what's going to happen if something goes wrong," Blaine admitted.

"Blaine, everything's going to be fine. I promise. And even if something does go wrong, I'm going to be here helping you. And Kurt will be here too. You're going to be ok." Cooper moved over to the couch where Blaine was sitting and pulled his little brother into a hug. "You're going to be just fine."

Cooper didn't want to say it out loud because he was afraid of making his brother more upset, but Cooper kept thinking that if Blaine could make it through everything with the Sadie Hawkins dance, this was going to be no problem.

Blaine swallowed hard.

"You're going to be just fine, Blaine. I promise. Both me and Kurt will be waiting there after your surgery is done."

"Promise?" Blaine asked timidly.

"Pinky promise," Cooper said holding out his pinky.

Blaine held out his and linked it with his brother's. They shook. It was great to know that Cooper was going to be there, and Kurt too, but it didn't stop the nagging fear in the pit of Blaine's stomach.

"See Blaine, didn't I tell you it was going to be ok?" Cooper said as he sat with Kurt in the hospital room after Blaine's surgery.

"Yup," Blaine slurred. "Always right. Coop's always right."