A/N: Hi, it's me again :)

So this chapter isn't my favourite but at least it was fun to write :D

Someone (you know who you are you cheeky bugger) has accidentally rekindled my love for Savannah by asking to use her and Emmet in one of their stories, so apart from being unbelievably honoured I re found my love for her sass and crudeness :P So thank you 'some-where-in-my-own-world' (they be on tumblr if you want to hunt them down :D )

Okay I have had a bit of an emotional night, apparently baring your soul does that. I also had a whole hour of appreciating my partner crazily, I'm telling you, that woman is the BAMFest of BAMF's that have ever BAMFed. She is perfect :) thought you guys should know :D

Okay I must let you get to the chapter now :D

Here, enjoy!

Now:

Savannah took long strides towards Blaine's hospital room, her heels clanking as she walked, her hair bounced from the force of her steps, the red curls landing in the middle of her back.

She saw the door to Blaine's room at the bottom end of the walkway, she took a deep breath and kept walking, she self consciously tugged on her leather jacket, she could remember when the package arrived in the mail. She'd opened the box up quickly, revealing a brightly wrapped bundle and a card. She opened the card up delicately, she smiled at Blaine's hand writing and the goofy smiley faces with Santa hats he'd put everywhere. The message was simple, 'To Savvy, Thank you for everything, Merry Christmas, I love you. - Blaine PS I hope this fits...the jacket not the card.' Savannah loved it instantly, the leather shaped itself to her form and went with everything she wore.

When she'd gotten the call from Emmet that Blaine had done...well what he'd done, Savannah had pulled out the jacket and slipped it on, the thought that she could have lost Blaine and never received another goofy card opened up an old wound.

The hallway seemed to go on forever but the second her eyes fell on Blaine she wished it had, nothing could have prepared her. Kurt looked up at her weakly and she kind of stumbled into a seat, she grabbed Blaine's free hand gently.

"You look like shit," she whispered weakly and bit her lip hard as she waited for Blaine to reply with a sassy 'nice to see you too sis' it was their thing after all.

"It's nice to see you Savannah," Kurt said quietly.

"Emmet said that you don't know why he did it, he didn't leave a note?"

"No, nothing."

"Bastard," Savannah muttered.

"I said the same thing when I found him," Kurt murmured.

"Have the doctors squawked yet?"

"They spoke to Emmet, Blaine is most likely going to come out of the coma but being in a coma for as long has he has already it might play havoc on a few things."

"It better not play on his memory, he has to tell me why he did this to himself, if the prick doesn't have the decency to leave a note then he has to live through it to tell us why he thought he could check out early." Savannah felt the tears roll down her cheeks and she wiped at them angrily.

"What about his arm?" Savannah asked Kurt.

"He cut tendons, he might not be able to get his hand back to the way it was at all."

Savannah frowned, briefly thinking about Blaine's hand writing and the smiley faces, the thought of him not being able to do that at all shattered her.

"They do say that if you masturbate with your less dominant hand it just feels like a stranger so maybe he's done himself a good thing," Savannah commented dryly, Kurt smirked slightly, out of all of the people that had sat where Savannah sat, Kurt liked her company the best.

Savannah kept quiet for a while, which Kurt found odd, Savannah had a large personality and an even bigger mouth that didn't stop, seeing her so quiet was quite surreal.

Night rolled around and Savannah laid uncomfortably on the chair, her red hair reaching for the ground as her neck rested on the arm rest, her legs hanging off the other arm rest.

"Are you staying the night?" A nurse asked Savannah and she threw a thumbs up at her, the nurse didn't bother asking Kurt, she knew the answer, instead she grabbed an extra blanket off of her trolley and put it on the end of Blaine's bed. "There you go then, I will see you both in a couple of hours then."

The nurse left and Kurt looked at Savannah. "I guess I've got company tonight then."

"When Blaine was in hospital after the dance he asked me to stay with him, even if he fell asleep, I feel like the promise I made is still valid."

"You and Emmet make me wish I had siblings growing up, Finn's great and all but I wish I had someone else as well," Kurt said solemnly.

"Trust me you don't want more then one sibling, I have four and it's a nightmare, buying presents is horrible," Savannah laughed slightly.

They fell into silence again, the sound of breathing the only sound in the room other then the machines, the oxygen pumped itself into Blaine's nose and kept him breathing. Kurt looked at the tube in dismay.

"They are putting a tube down his throat in the morning, for glucose and some other things I didn't understand," Kurt explained to Savannah and she laughed.

"Well I'd say he'd get a sore throat but I suppose he's used to having things down his throat," she joked, a wink sent in Kurt's direction, Kurt blushed slightly.

Kurt looked down at his hands."I know you're staying tonight for Blaine but I really appreciate it."

"No one said you have to do this by yourself," Savannah smiled.

A beeping brought their attention back to Blaine, their hearts raced along with the heart monitor, Savannah sat up, her legs swinging around quickly and gracefully.

"What's going on?" Savannah asked Kurt.

Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and felt it twitch in his own, just like his fathers had done.

Kurt swallowed. "I think he's waking up."

Blaine's eyes flickered under his eye lids, they moved rapidly as if trying to look around the room.

"Open your eyes baby," Savannah whispered as she held his other hand.

Blaine's eyes opened slowly, they looked at Savannah first and then drifted down to his other hand, the one Kurt was holding, he looked at Kurt's face for a moment. Kurt looked at Savannah and told her to grab a nurse, she was on her feet instantly. Blaine looked panicked as he looked down at his arm.

Savannah was nearly out of the door when she heard one word drift through Blaine's lips.

"No."

Kurt felt a part of his heart tear itself away before falling with a thud into his stomach. Savannah looked back at Kurt briefly, she sighed, the small smile of hope and relief had disappeared, Kurt looked blank. Savannah left the room, her heels announcing the world of her presence.

Blaine coughed and Kurt reached for the water bottle he'd been given earlier in the day, he cracked it open and grabbed the straw that was next to it. He guided the straw to Blaine's lips and Blaine took small sips, too weak to do much else.

"You might not be happy about this but I am," Kurt said to Blaine as he pulled the straw from his lips. "I'm not sorry for keeping you alive."

A/N: I don't know how I feel about the end of this but the 'no' bit has been planned for a while and I am glad that I got to work it into this chapter.

I am exhausted now, I have work in (checks time) six hours and fifteen minutes, meaning I have to be up in five hours and fifteen, eep!

Okay night all!