A/N: Yup it's an update! hurrah! (I'm dying inside)

Okay so writing has been doing me good but like I am dead inside, this is cutting me up inside in a whole new kind of way, like a good kind of way.

Any who.

Have yet another heart wrenching chapter :P

Now:
Savannah had called Emmet the second she had found a nurse, Emmet had picked up instantly.

"Everything okay?" he asked in a panicked voice.

"Sleeping beauty has awoken," Savannah said dimly.

"Is he okay?"

"He seems fine but I'm no doctor," Savannah laughed slightly as she ran her hand through her hair and stared at the chair across the room longingly.

"Then why do you sound so sad?" Emmet asked and Savannah took the few strides it took to get her to the chair, she collapsed into it with a slight 'umf'.

"It's just something Blaine said," she explained, rubbing her eyes.

"You've already spoken to him?"

"Well not exactly, I was leaving the room just as he was waking up, Kurt told me to grab a nurse, Blaine looked at Kurt and the little bastard just whispered 'no'."

"No?" Emmet asked.

"No," she confirmed.

"I don't understand," Emmet whispered.

"What's there to not understand?" she asked rhetorically. "Blaine wanted to die Emmet and Kurt saved him and in seconds of waking up he realised that he'd failed."

"How's Kurt?" Emmet asked after a sigh.

"He was so blank," Savannah said as she remembered the look on Kurt's face, her heart sunk with astonishment. "He just had no expression on his face, he was smiling one second and the next nothing, it's like his emotions stepped outside for a bit."
"Hold down the fort until I get there, I'm leaving now," Emmet said sternly.

"Consider the fort held."

"Okay Savvy, I'll see you soon."

"Love you," Savannah said just as Emmet was pulling the phone from his ear.

"Love you too."

Savannah hung up her phone and laid her head back against the cold concrete wall and
closed her eyes as she tried to work out how she was going to walk back into Blaine's room. She lifted her head and slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a vending machine not far off. Food would help.

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Kurt waited at the end of the bed as nurses fretted over Blaine, making sure his fluids were right, his heart rate normal, general medical stuff that Kurt could barely identify he just heard Blaine's voice echoing in his head. 'No' that's all Blaine had said, 'no' a simple one syllable word, simple in the way that a bullet fired out of a gun is 'simple'. It was quick and tore through every atom of Kurt's being. Simple and painful.

Blaine had kept his eyes away from Kurt the entire time, Kurt wanted desperately for Blaine to look at him, so then maybe Blaine could see that Kurt was still here. Blaine looked up slightly but looked quickly down and Kurt understood, Blaine knew he was standing there, he just couldn't bring him self to look at him.

The nurses slowly left one by one, each giving Kurt a small piece of news, Blaine was okay, his heart rate is normal, he's going to be tired, doctors would check him thoroughly in the morning.

Eventually it was just Kurt and Blaine in the room, Kurt stayed standing against the wall for a while, he wasn't sure what else to do, Blaine was quiet. The silence was like static.

"I'm going to go find Savannah," Kurt started but as he reached the door Blaine finally spoke.

"Please don't leave," he whispered, his voice was still hoarse from having not used it for a while, Kurt paused for a moment and looked back at Blaine. Blaine's eyes met his, they were glassy with tears and his face was scrunched up into a face that made him look five years younger. Kurt pushed himself off the frame of the door and came around the bed and sat in the same seat he'd been sitting in for four days.

Blaine swallowed thickly and tried to reach for Kurt's hand but he couldn't seem to get it to move, he closed his eyes for a moment and tried again before groaning in frustration as it remained lifeless.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked timidly.

"I can't-" he started and Kurt frowned and put his hand in Blaine's, Blaine let out a slight sob as everything started to come crashing back.

"That's what happens when you cut your wrists," Savannah announced as she came into the room, Kurt glared at her as she sat down, a bag of jellybeans in her hand. "It's true, jellybean?" Savannah looked down at the packet with distaste. "You're right, I wouldn't want them if they were offered to me, they taste like shit, I'll give them to Emmet then."
Kurt looked at Savannah with shock, her behaviour was so normal that Kurt questioned her sanity and the prospect that her emotions were hanging on a thread over an ocean of feelings.

"Emmet's coming?" Blaine asked wearily, his eyes drooped a little as the exhaustion started taking its toll.

"Yep, he's in town, I'm in town, it's a family fucking reunion, too bad you slept through most of it," Savannah said harshly. "If you wanted us to visit you could have just asked you didn't need to bathe in your own blood."

"Savannah I think you should leave," Kurt said quietly, worried for Blaine's mental state more than anything, Blaine however seemed unfazed by her words.

"No," Savannah said holding a finger up to Kurt to keep him silent as she sat up in the chair, she looked directly at Blaine. "Did you honestly believe that any of us would let you go easily!" Savannah demanded, her lip trembling.

"I didn't want to be saved," Blaine whispered, Kurt felt his stomach twist and turn as the words swirled in his throat and dived into his soul etching their way through his mind. Those were words that he didn't want to hear.

"Well you got saved and now you're stuck here!" Savannah cried, her hand slamming against the mattress, her head was down as she whispered. "We love you, I love you and losing you isn't right." Savannah sobbed slightly, her hand relaxing and grabbing slightly on the sheets, Blaine covered her hand with his own, the act itself took quite a bit of effort. Savannah grabbed his hand and held it tight as she pulled her self forward and hugged Blaine close. Kurt couldn't quite understand the quick changes in Savannah's personality but he was now certain that the thread had broken and Savannah was drowning in her feelings.
Kurt felt useless as the two siblings hugged, he felt like he was floating, the sounds of sobs making him drift off more. Eventually a hand was on his shoulder, he looked up and into the kind eyes of Emmet, Emmet gestured to the door with his head and Kurt pulled himself out of the chair and followed Emmet out of the room.

"Hey Kurt," Emmet whispered when they were out of the room, Kurt looked nervously back to Blaine's room, feeling strange being in a different room to Blaine. "He'll be fine for a second," Emmet said and Kurt looked back to him, Emmet put his hand back on Kurt's shoulder and pulled him quickly into a hug. Kurt tried to think of a time when Emmet had hugged him, he couldn't grasp on to any thing and wondered if they had ever hugged, for a sexual deviant Emmet didn't really seem to like touching very much.

Emmet held him for a while, Kurt found it strange to be hugged by someone who was taller then him, his chin rested on Emmet's shoulder. Kurt wrapped his arms firmly around Emmet and rubbed his back more for Emmet's benefit than his own.

Emmet finally released him and patted him again on the shoulder in a brotherly manner.

"How long until she broke?" Emmet asked looking distantly at the room his siblings were in.

"What?"

"Savannah get's brutal when she's upset, it's her way of coping, how long until she started crying?"

"A good five minutes give or take and brutal isn't the word for it, I don't know what is," Kurt said shaking his head slightly, understanding, finally, why Blaine wasn't shocked at her behaviour, he was used to it.

"Savannah is like that, we all are a bit, we have different ways of getting through things, coping mechanisms put in by our father, it's evolve or perish in the Anderson estates."

"So Savannah get's snarky and crude?"

"That's just her, she doesn't mean it really, it's her way of pretending everything is normal," Emmet explained.

"What's your 'coping mechanism' then?" Kurt asked using the same words Emmet had chosen.

"Well let's just say that by the age of fifteen I knew every closeted gay boy at the country club on an intimate level," Emmet joked and Kurt sighed, he should have known.

"And Blaine..." Kurt started, searching desperately for a way to describe Blaine's 'coping mechanism'.

"Blaine pushes people away, he doesn't really 'cope', what he's done is just an extreme case, instead of pushing people away he pushed the world away," Emmet said sadly.

"I should have known," Kurt whispered slightly. "I should have known better after he broke up with me that night."
"You hadn't seen Blaine like that before, our father gets to him on a different level to everyone else, I mean I've been trying to go through my memories of my childhood out and Blaine got it harder then any of us, he was kind hearted and earnest, which would have been fine if he was a girl but daddy dearest didn't think those traits belonged in a boy."

Kurt frowned, the very idea that being a good person made Blaine a bad person in his fathers eyes confused him to no end, how could a father treat their child in such a way?

"Savannah mentioned what Blaine said when he woke up, I'm not going to ask if you're okay because you'll only lie but..." Emmet started but Kurt cut him off.

"I really don't want to hear a spiel about how it will all work out in the end 'cause we both know that that might not be the case, Blaine doesn't wanted to be here, he's made that very clear, this might not be the only time we have this conversation outside of a hospital room."

Emmet nodded in understanding. "I just wish that I didn't have to see you both so broken, you've had your fair share of shit in your life already."

"It's a sweet sentiment but when has life proven to be fair?"

"When you and Blaine found each other again," Emmet said with a small smile.

"And look at all the good it's caused," Kurt commented bitterly as he crossed his arms against his chest.

"Don't say that, never regret the times in your life when you were happy."

"Tell me that again when I have more happy times to regret," Kurt joked and Emmet smiled slightly.

"Come on, we should probably head back in and see if Savannah has drowned Blaine in her tears yet," Emmet grinned.

Kurt nodded and they mentally prepared themselves for what laid before them through the door, Kurt made himself ready to be what ever Blaine needed and Emmet changed himself into the light of the party persona he'd mastered over the years.

A/N: I can't with all the Anderson's! Leave me here to die! Go on with out me, I will only slow you down!

Okay I'm done.

I know you guys get emotions when you read but omg the ocean of feels I swim in to find the words for things like this is almost too much but I get there and instead I get to drown you guys! So yay for me.

Okay so how is everyone with Savannah's personality? I like her, I am trying to get her back to the essence of where she came from (I've been re reading my stuff and she is very similar in her first entrance to how she is now.)

Anyway, love it or hate it you've got it now :) Please let me know what you think :D