Man I have some serious Karofsky haters out there! I love you guys! I'm sat here amazed at the response this story has gotten, over 1500 hits in three days? Dude, that's great! Some parts of this chapter made me cry, I've had dreams like Kurt's with my granddad, and while I know it isn't really him they still never fail to make me feel better This isn't as long as the last one because I just wrote it in between science revision (don't tell my mum that, she'll kill me!) but I'm proud of how it turned out.

Chapter Four – And I Will Try To Fix You

Kurt was floating, riding the air as if it was a wave in the ocean. Here, it didn't hurt, it was peaceful. No thoughts of that night crossed his mind, only happy ones of he and Blaine together. Kurt didn't know where this place was, but he liked it. The only thing missing was Blaine.

Tuesday came and went with no change for either Kurt or Blaine. Finn was practising with the New Directions and the Warblers in the afternoon, so Burt took a day off from the shop to sit with his son and his son's boyfriend. Again little conversation was made due to each being wrapped up in their own thoughts.

"Blaine kid, have you eaten today?"

"Umm… not yet." Blaine replied, absently stroking Kurt's limp left hand. "I haven't been hungry."

"Kid it's like, eight at night. You've barely slept or eaten, why don't you stay the night at our house and Carole can cook you a nice hot meal?"

Blaine looked up, shocked at the suggestion. "Burt, I can't leave him! I couldn't live with it if something happened while I was gone."

Burt thought about the plausibility of Blaine's statement and nodded, his eyebrows knitted together.

"Okay then, we'll compromise. How about we get Carole to bring something here, and you go take a shower in the visitor's bathroom while we wait for her? To be honest kid, you're starting to stink."

Blaine smiled ruefully, just a little one, but the first to grace his features since Friday night.

"Yeah, I can deal with that."

Wednesday morning arrived, bringing with it hail and rain that lashed at the window in Kurt's room and brought Finn and Blaine out of their fitful slumbers. Whilst Blaine had eaten most of Carole's meal, and Finn had practically inhaled his, neither could sleep easy knowing Kurt was only just hanging on in the bed between them.

"Finn?" Blaine whispered, not wanting to destroy the silence that rested upon the room, "What time are the others coming this afternoon?"

"Probably around 4 or 5ish. We've been rehearsing like hell to get it ready, Mr Shue's really pulling all the stops. Kurt might've left us in body, but he he's still part of the family."

Blaine smiled tiredly and rubbed his eyes, "Yeah, he's always talking about Mercedes or Quinn or the latest drama to surround you guys. He misses you all, I can tell."

"We miss him too."

The day passed slowly for Blaine. Only nurses' visits broke the day up so he spent the rest of his time staring at Kurt and wondering which deity above them had something against him. Soon enough however half past four came and with it a group of teenagers anxious to see their missing friend and injured friends.

A low humming started from the boys in the uniforms; it appeared the mix of Warblers and New Directioners would be performing a cappella. The high soprano voice of Rachel Berry carried above the rest, and Blaine knew tears would already be leaking out of her eyes.

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

Finn took over Rachel, singing for his brother, and his voice blended perfectly with those of Mercedes, Nick, Jeff, Wes and David - Kurt's closest friends.

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

The whole group sang as one for their friend and brother, many shamelessly crying and wrapping arms around each other.

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Once the group had finished Wes and David ran forward to Blaine, who when enveloped into their hug sobbed truly for the first time in days. Mercedes walked forward and stroked Kurt's face, avoiding the many cuts and bruises that lingered there still. The others watched silently at the bittersweet scene in front of them. On the one hand it showed a unity of friends all rallying to support one of their own, yet at the same time no one could forget the reason why Kurt was lying comatose and unresponsive in the bed.

Kurt floated on, oblivious to the scene playing out at his bedside. He arrived in a mysteriously familiar-looking room, and he jumped when he heard a voice he hadn't heard in nearly 10 years: the voice of his mother.

"Mom, is that you?"

"Kurt sweetie, this place isn't for you. You can't stay here yet." His mother wrapped her arms around him as he cried onto her shoulder.

"But mom, back home I'm hated. Please mom, it hurt so badly, please!"

"Honey, I know it hurts. You can float a little while more but then you must go. Back at home you have Blaine, and Burt and even Carole and Finn. I'm so proud of you sweetie, never forget that. Karofsky will get what is coming to him, I promise you that." Elizabeth Hummel cried along with her son, wishing that they had met under different, more peaceful circumstances. "Kurt you will forever be changed by this and nothing will change that, just like you were changed by my death. Just stick by your beliefs and Blaine and Burt and your friends will help you get back on track."

Kurt nodded once into his mother's shoulder, never wanting to let go.

And so the pattern was set: Blaine never leaving his side, Kurt remained unresponsive for days, his friends and family visiting regularly. But everyone was starting to worry; the longer he was in his coma the less likely he was to make it back out.

Blaine finally cracked two weeks to the day after Kurt was attacked. Barely eating or sleeping for two weeks had damaged his body and mind greatly, and as he stood to stretch his legs they buckled, his eyes rolling up into his head as Finn leapt forward to catch him, shouting for a doctor.

The first thing Blaine felt when regaining consciousness was someone feeling his wrist for his pulse. He groaned quietly as his body ached all over. What had happened?

"Blaine? Blaine, can you hear me?" The worried voices of Finn, Burt and Doctor Mauswell came at his ears through what sounded like a long tunnel. All he wanted to do was sink back into the blackness but he knew it would do nobody any good if he did.

"Blaine man, come on!" Finn was panicking; Blaine had been out for over twenty minutes now. Was he going to become like Kurt?

Just as Finn was about to enter a full-blown panic attack Blaine opened his eyes a crack, enough to realise he was lying in a hospital bed. He groaned again, louder this time, and tried to sit up, only to be overcome with a wave of dizziness, and he swayed dangerously. Burt caught him and looked worriedly at Doctor Mauswell.

"Woah there Blaine, lie down!" Doctor Mauswell eased him back down the bed.

"What happened?" Blaine rasped and he gestured for Finn to pass him a glass of water.

"I don't know dude, you stood up and just want splat! If I hadn't have caught you then you could've hit your head or something." Finn replied, peering at Blaine like a biologist would examine a new specimen.

"I-" Blaine curled up as he was hit with another wave of dizziness and nausea. As it passed he looked up at Doctor Mauswell.

"It appears the strain you've been putting on yourself for the last two weeks has finally taken its toll on your body." The doctor told Blaine, before looking at Burt. "I understand he doesn't want to leave Kurt, so as long as he sleeps more than six hours in a 24-hour period and has two of Carole's home cooked meals a day he can stay at the hospital. I can keep watch over him here then too."

Blaine looked up gratefully at the doctor before trying to get off the bed. As he stood he swayed again, so Finn wrapped his strong arms around Blaine's shoulders before walking back towards Kurt's room.