Didn't think I would see you again Chapter 28

A/N: Hey OMG, the RESPONSE! :O I stayed up and watched my email explode and it was so beautiful Thank you all so much, it means so much to me that you guys read this and enjoy it.

To all the death threats to Aiden, I want to just kill him off but could you imagine how silly that would be? Still thoughts of him just walking into oncoming traffic is really appealing some days, especially tomorrow when I write a scene in my head :D

Okay so warning, this is super emotional and I did cry a lot.

Its also light on Klaine so I apologize but really this chappy is for the OC's :)

Umm did I tell you guys I love you yet? Yes? Oh well … I love you I love you I love you! So many reviews and it made me so happy :)

Okay um yeah Kleenex is required :(

Also I haven't edited so I apologize, I just couldn't bring myself to read it again.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any movies, musicals, songs, events, products, clothing, labels, schools, names or anything else you can think of I own nothing except my imagination.

This is an EVENTUAL Kurt/Blaine fic, so if you don't like boy x boy then there is a little 'x' button in the right hand corner of this page feel free to click it in times of closed mindedness.

NOW

Everything moved so fast, the sirens rang and Sam was being taken away to the nearest hospital, Cohen riding with him, blood covering his shirt from where he had sat with Sam.

Everyone that attended the wedding knew that someone was going to the hospital but only very few knew what was going on, Blaine and Kurt were being driven to the hospital by Seth, since he was the only one who hadn't had a drink.

No one said a word in the car as they drove to the hospital, they didn't know what to say or if they should say anything at all, Blaine looked at Kurt as a few tears ran down his flawless face, Blaine squeezed his hand gently, just so Kurt knew he was there.

The second Blaine's hand touched his Kurt fell into his arms with a sob, no one judged him, they were all feeling a bit like that, especially Puck who had sat in silence since he'd heard.

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All he could see was red, blood stained his hands and his clothes as the smell of his boyfriend's blood filled his senses, he tried to focus on something else but he couldn't, the image of Sam's lifeless body burned against his retinas.

He'd tried to talk to the doctors, to scream at them to save Sam but he couldn't say anything, his throat, raw from crying, made it impossible for him to even whisper.

The paramedic officer had shown him to the waiting area where he now sat in a cold chair as life went on around him, he couldn't look up from his hands, his head too heavy to rise.

He sucked his own lip and wished he could taste Sam but he couldn't, he couldn't feel Sam at all, it was as if a part of him was missing, as if it had been cut off completely.

Every breath hurt and with every minute that passed he knew something was wrong, it had been too long, he didn't want to feel like this, like he was having his heart ripped out through his throat.

"Cohen?" He heard a familiar voice say but he couldn't move, he was frozen to his place as he let everything pass him by.

It was hours before they heard anything, Seth and Dave had left around one AM and Blaine, Kurt and Puck promised they would tell them if any news came.

Cohen's head rose as he heard footsteps, he didn't know what it was about those particular steps, maybe it was the way that they slightly dragged against the lino as if the owner was reluctant to be some where.

"Family of Sam Evans?" the doctor asked and Cohen stood up and cleared his throat slightly.

"That's me, is he alright?"

The doctor looked at Cohen, his eyes raking over him in displeasure "Are you family?"

Cohen shook his head "Can I see him?" he pressed.

"Does he have any family here?" the doctor asked, Blaine piped up and said that he had rung the and they were on their way back from Iowa and couldn't make it back for a few days.

"Why aren't you answering me?" Cohen said, his voice cracking as he looked at the doctors stern face

"Does he have a girlfriend near by that I can talk to?" The doctor asked and Cohen looked at him in disbelief.

"I'm his boyfriend" Cohen said and he could just see the doctor's lip curl in disgust "-Can I see him?"

"I'm sorry that won't be possible"

"Is he okay, just tell me what's wrong?" Cohen practically yelled, tears forming in his eyes again as his throat opened and closed.

"I'm sorry I can't share any information with you" The doctor said, not an emotion crossing his face once.

"And what, if I was a girl you could? That's just fucking homophobic!"

"Sir please calm down"

"I will not calm down; you come out here and offer to share information with his partner but the second you find out that that is me you close down!"

"I am just following Hospital protocol" The doctor said and they all looked at him in disgust.

"What fucking protocol huh? You wheel my life away and all I want to know is if he's okay" tears falling down his face as his legs gave out and he crumbled to the ground "-I just want to know if he's alive" he whispered.

Blaine looked at the doctor "You can't tell us anything?" The doctor shook his head "-Which Hospital is this?" The doctor rattled off the name "-You're familiar with Cassandra Anderson then?" The doctor nodded and his eyes widened, Blaine reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet and ID "-Nice to meet you I'm her son and I'm demanding that you break this stupid protocol and tell us what the hell is going on" he said, his jaw tight, this prejudice affected all of them.

"Mr. Anderson, with all due respect, you may know about your Mothers ownership of this hospital and many others but perhaps you should have paid more attention during family dinner because it was your mother that instilled the rule in the first place" The doctor said, his tone smug and malicious, Blaine looked down at his friend who was crying on the floor, Kurt by his side looking up at him in hopes of some direction.

"Is there anyway we can talk to him?" Blaine asked.

"Even if I could help, I don't think he'd be doing much talking Coma patients are usually pretty silent"

The silence was deafening until Cohen was on his feet again and the doctor was taking a step back, Puck, Kurt and Blaine stared on, their vision blurry as they watched.

"How dare you talk like that? How can you talk about him like he is nothing when he's my everything!"

"Sir, Calm down or you will be thrown out, I can't supply you with any more information until his family arrive"

"That could be days!"

"Then days it is" The doctor said and it had taken both Blaine and Puck to hold Cohen back, eventually the doctor turned and walked away and Cohen fell limp in their arms, his body drained of all fight.

They all sat in the waiting room, they didn't know what to do, Sam was in a Coma and they couldn't say a thing, not a word of comfort for each other until Cohen laughed dryly.

"Its Ironic really" he commented blankly, he's stopped crying but his heart still ached "-the only person that can make me feel better is the one that's causing me all this pain"

They looked at him and he continued, more or less to himself "-It's not his fault though, that blame lies with me"

"Hey, don't say that, it wasn't your fault" Blaine said and Cohen just looked at him.

"You can say that all you want but I know the truth, in the end it was my fault, if he'd never met me he wouldn't have been messing around on the bed and he wouldn't have fallen… so in the end it's my fault, some three month anniversary huh?"

Blaine squeezed his knee and looked at Kurt, the boys mind a million and one miles away as they listened to Cohen talk "-I was going to tell him I love him tonight, I'd planned it extensively I was going to share a bath with him, do a little silly speech ,Christ, I was even going to say it in that silly Avatar language for him because I know he'd like that, now I guess I'll never say it" tears had started falling again "-I should have just told him, there was so many times I wanted to say it but I just wanted it special and now he'll never know, he'll never know how much I love it when he does his impersonations or when he just sits there some days and sketches everything he see's, I love it more when that's me. He'll never know how perfect I think he is, even when he thinks he isn't, he'll never understand and that's what hurts the most that he won't know how much he means to me"

Puck looked at him, his eyes filled with all the sincerity that he felt "He knows"

"I still wanted to say it, for me, I just wanted to look at him, look into those beautiful hazel-green eyes and say 'I love you Sam', Is that too much to ask for? Instead I have a dumb ass doctor blatantly tell me that because I have a penis my love isn't valid"

Puck stared at his hands, a million and one thoughts running through his mind, "I'll be back" he announced before standing and walking out of the waiting room, he walked down the lengthy corridors and out in to the brisk winter air.

He pulled out his mobile and typed in a familiar number, he waited for a moment and finally pressed call, the phone rang and it felt like ages before his ear was filled with the grumble tone of his boyfriend.

"It's five AM in the morning, this better be fucking good"

Puck laughed slightly and then Emmet started talking again his tone softer as he recognized the laughter "How was the wedding sweetheart?"

"Long night" Puck eventually said "-Sam's in a Coma and I'm pretty sure Blaine and Kurt finally got together"

"Woah, slow down, Sam's in a coma?" Emmet said, more awake since he answered the phone.

Puck began his retell of the nights events and Emmet just listened until Puck brought his tale to a close "-and I just, Emmet, I love you, I've wanted to tell you for long but I thought you'd think I was needy and I just didn't say it but after everything that's happened, I don't want to regret not telling you, because I do, I really love you"

Puck hated the silence that followed; he broke when he heard the line go dead.

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When Puck had come back around twenty minutes after Emmet hung up on him, Kurt and Blaine excused themselves for a moment, they got as far as the conjoining hallway before they were falling broken into each others arms, Blaine pressed a kiss to Kurt's lips. "I'm sorry I waited so long to tell you that I love you, I don't know what I would never forgive myself if I waited longer and something happened to you" Blaine sobbed out as he pressed another kiss onto Kurt's lips.

"Same here, I love you, ever since we first shared crayons to now when we share kisses"

Blaine laughed slightly as he pulled Kurt closer, pressing another kiss on Kurt's lips.

"Stop making out in the hall way lover birds" Blaine heard someone say and when he looked up he was a little more than surprised.

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Puck was seated next to a finally sleeping Cohen as he stared at his hands, completely heartbroken.

Someone cleared their throat and Puck looked up immediately, his eyes connecting with bright hazel ones, a smug smile plastered on the owners face.

"What are you doing here? Thought you had a house to fix up in Toledo?" Puck asked, his lungs void of oxygen as his heart thumped against his chest.

"I did, finished yesterday and I was staying at a friends place in Findlay when I got your call, now can you stand up" Emmet said and Puck did as he was told, Emmet took a step closer and grabbed Puck's hands.

"Noah, I have something I've been meaning to say, just, in the past months that we've been together you've opened me up to so many things that I didn't think were possible, you opened me up to love, Noah, love, the one thing I thought I could live without but I know now that I could never live without you, I love you Noah" Emmet said and Puck tried not to smile but was unsuccessful.

"You drove from Findlay just to tell me?"

"Yeah"

"You hung up in my ear and left me thinking you resented me or something for a half an hour so you could say this"

"It sounded romantic at the time" Emmet laughed and soon Puck was kissing him, slow and languid as he expressed everything he had shared over the phone.

"Love you too" Puck whispered and Emmet kissed him again.

Emmet laughed against his lips "You were right about Kurt and Blaine too, they were kissing in the hallway"

Puck let out a breathy laugh as well "Operation Klaine: Mission Complete"

"I love how dorky you are" Emmet swooned.

A/N: Annnnddd we leave on a happy note before I need more tissues D: You know sometimes I 'joke' about crying when I write and stuff but dear god I was actually crying so hard when I wrote this, I had to listen to depressing music, read some depressing things, I spoke to my mum. Umm so hate me buuuuuttt I thought about killing Sam off, it was a brief thought but my mum and I planned this instead :D

I just want to hug Cohen and tell him that everything is going to be okay even if I don't know if it is yet D: This writer knows nothing :O actually I lie, I know everything ;)

Oh Emmet you are a cruel bastard making Puck wait like that, his badass heart all shattered and broken.

Its nearly four and I am super tired so I am going to love and leave you

Love
Shae

PS Please review… still upset