Thank you to everyone who had been reviewing, I'm glad to know you're enjoying it! Only two more chapters left now! And this chapter will be a bit hard on Blaine... but stay with it ;)

Blaine was lonely. He had assumed that seeing the janitor at Regionals had done something to Kurt that had made him wake up, and that was a good thing, it was what they had been aiming for after all but then why hadn't Kurt called him? It had been ten days since Kurt had woken up now.

He understood why at first, Kurt had just woken from a coma; Blaine had no idea what state he was in. He had spent all of the weekend worrying, wondering if that attack had left Kurt brain damaged and unable to communicate.

But first thing on Monday morning Finn had called them all in to the choir room before classes started and told everyone how Kurt was doing.

'He's still really tired and everything but he's fine. The doctors are running some more tests today and then they're letting him come home already. He's still a bit too tired for many visitors though.'

The glee club had cheered and released a collective sigh of relief. But Blaine was still tense.

He spent the next couple of days trying not to fret. Kurt had a lot of things to deal with now, getting home and recovering. But why had he still not made any contact? He must know that Blaine would be anxious to see him.

Unless...

Blaine shook his head, refusing to even think about it. But as the days passed it became the only possible explanation.

Unless Kurt didn't remember him.

It would explain why it was difficult to find out any information about people whose spirits wandered while they were in a coma. When they woke up they simply didn't remember anything that had happened to them.

It would also explain why Kurt hadn't contacted him, he didn't remember.

Blaine's heart sank as he let the thought sink in. He had wondered about it over the last few weeks but had refused to entertain the thought. He needed Kurt and the possibility that getting back into his body meant losing him was just far too painful.

They had discussed the notion that they might fail to get Kurt back into his body all together, or that Kurt might be too far gone to return. But they never spoke about Kurt not remembering anything when he woke up. Blaine wondered if Kurt had even thought of it as a possibility.

For a few days after he had accepted the idea as a possibility he still held out hope that Kurt would call him, he couldn't let go of it quite so easily.

But now, as he stood at his locker between classes a whole ten days after Kurt had woken up, it seemed the most likely outcome.

He'd heard from Tina that morning that Kurt was back at school today. He was shocked at first, he didn't expect him to be back so soon, but he hadn't managed to see the boy all day. He was just wondering if he should go and find Kurt to find out once and for all what the situation was when he heard Tina's excited voice around the corner.

She appeared a few seconds later, arm linked through one of Kurt's and holding on to him tightly, as if she were afraid he would slip away again if she let go of him in the crowd, Mike following behind them, casting a protective gaze over the pair.

'Ah, here he is!' She grinned, catching sight of Blaine.

'Kurt, this is Blaine, Blaine, Kurt.' Tina said, dragging Kurt over to Blaine's locker. Blaine's heart leapt at the sight of the other boy, searching his eyes for any sign of familiarity.

'I'll leave you two alone.' Tina grinned, scuttling off and dragging Mike along with her.

Blaine could feel his heart pounding in his chest. This was it, the first time he and Kurt had seen each other since Kurt had woken up. Now was the time to see whether Kurt remembered him or not.

'So I hear you took my place in Glee while I was in hospital.' Kurt said, holding his hand out for Blaine to shake and smiling warmly. But it was all so formal, not the sort of interaction you would expect from two boys who had spent so many hours together over the last few weeks, who had shared so many private and secret moments. There was no hint of reorganization in his eyes at all.

Blaine felt as though he was going to throw up. The world began to spin around him and he had to clench onto the cold metal of his locker to stop himself from wobbling. This was it, this was as bad as it could get right now and as bad as it was Blaine had dealt with much worse. Having his biggest hope torn away from him couldn't be as bad as having his parents reject him, could it?

He took a deep breath and turned to Kurt, shaking his hand and forcing himself to return the warm smile.

'Yeah, it's nice to meet you; the glee club had so many nice things to say about you, they've really missed you.' He said, trying to keep his voice from breaking as he kept the tears at bay.

'Thank you.' Kurt grinned. 'Tina's been ranting about you all day; she said you're a really good singer.'

Blaine shrugged and turned to manoeuvre the books in his locker, looking at Kurt was just too painful for him at that moment.

'I'm ok I guess.' He replied.

'Well you must have been more then ok to win at Regional's.' Kurt laughed, the sound making Blaine's heart ache even more. He'd missed Kurt's laugh, he'd missed the way being the cause of Kurt's laugh had made him feel.

'Well team effort and all that.' Blaine said, blushing a little.

'Stop being so modest.' Kurt teased, leaning against the lockers and dropping his bag to the floor.

'Are you ok?' Blaine asked, a sudden slump had appeared in Kurt's shoulders and his eyelids fluttered for a moment.

'I'm fine.' Kurt said, waving Blaine's concern away with one hand. 'Just a bit tired really. Being in a coma for a while takes it out of you.'

'Maybe you should have waited for a bit before you came back.' Blaine frowned.

'Oh no, one week of daytime TV and the thought that I might have to repeat my junior year is enough for me.' Kurt shook his head. 'I needed to come back as soon as possible.'

'Well I'm sure you'll be fine.' Blaine said, feeling the weight from his chest ease a little. The conversation was as easy and natural as it ever had been between them and it got Blaine thinking. Even if Kurt didn't remember him, that didn't mean they couldn't be friends now. They could become as close as they had been before. Closer even, now that he could reach out and touch Kurt.

'I hope so; the teachers are being really supportive for a change. They're letting me catch up during classes.'

'What class do you have now?' Blaine asked.

'Spanish.'

'Here, I'll walk you there.' Blaine offered, picking Kurt's bag up from the floor. Kurt's expression softened and he looked at Blaine in a way that made his heart begin to pound in his chest once more.

'Thank you.' Kurt said softly, pushing himself up from the lockers and following Blaine towards the Spanish classroom. It was only around the corner so it didn't take long, but Blaine wanted to use the opportunity to spend time with Kurt as best as he could.

They spoke briefly about Blaine's time at McKinley, Blaine commenting that the best thing about the school was the glee club and how it felt nice to be part of a family for once.

'So you're definitely staying then?' Kurt grinned as they stopped outside the classroom.

'Oh definitely.' Blaine grinned back.

'Ok then, I'll see you this afternoon at practice.' Kurt said, taking his bag back from Blaine and turning to walk into class. 'Thank you for- oh!' Kurt stopped suddenly, gasping and throwing his hands up to his face.

'Kurt?' Blaine asked, putting a hand on Kurt's shoulder, fear coursing through him at the terrified expression on Kurt's face.

Kurt shook his head and stepped backwards until his back hit the wall opposite the classroom and he slid down on to the floor.

'What is it Kurt?' Blaine said, crouching down next to him. Kurt was breathing quickly and his hands were trembling.

'Kurt? Is everything ok?' Mr Schuster appeared in the doorway of the classroom. Blaine looked up to him but Kurt seemed to be staring past him. As the Spanish teacher crouched next to Kurt Blaine followed his glance, his eyes immediately drawn to the hanging man in the corner.

Blaine frowned; surely that wasn't what Kurt was looking at, was it? How could he even see-

'Oh.' Blaine gasped. That was unexpected.

'Kurt, come on look at me.' Mr Schuster said, shaking Kurt's shoulder gently.

'Maybe he's having some sort of flashback to the attack.' Blaine offered. He grabbed Kurt's biceps and lifted him to his feet. 'We should get him to the Nurse's office.

'Ok class, back to your seats, I'll be back soon.' Mr Schuster called back to the crowd of students that had gathered at the classroom door.

Together they half carried Kurt to the Nurse's office and sat him down in a chair. But they still couldn't get any kind of response from the shocked boy.

'Maybe you should call his dad.' Blaine said to the teacher, desperate to get him out of the way for a moment so he could talk to Kurt.

'Ok, I'll be back in a moment.' He said, running out of the room.

'Kurt?' Blaine called softly, ducking down to try and catch the boys eyes and get him to look up. It took a moment but finally Kurt looked him, though his eyes were still wide with fear.

'You could see the man hanging in the corner couldn't you?' Blaine whispered. Kurt seemed to look even more shocked, though Blaine hadn't thought it was possible. 'It's ok, I see him too.'

Kurt frowned. 'You can?' Blaine nodded. 'Then why isn't someone doing something about him? Why are they letting him hang there? What's going on?' Tears sprung from Kurt's eyes as the panicked boy seemed to get more and more agitated.

'They don't see him. No one else can. But I can.'

'What do you mean?'

'He's a ghost Kurt. I think you can see ghosts.'