Blaine could feel his heart racing a mile a minute as he ran down the hall of hospital. A million and one thoughts had been coursing through his mind and the fear that had been threatening to creep in over the last half an hour was winning the battle raging on inside of himself.

He had just finished up the latest recording session for his new album. He had been loving the energy that was prevalent in the studio. Everyone was feeling great with the direction this album was taking and he was feeling extremely upbeat. Blaine had just walked out of the back studio door followed closely by his usual security guard Anthony when his cell phone began to ring. He had just powered it on after having it turned off for most of the four hour recording session.

Thinking it was Kurt or even their ten-year-old daughter Lyra needing or wanting him to bring something home he answered with a smile on his face not even bothering to check the number.

The smile on his face quickly disappeared.

It had been Rachel. Kurt had been mugged, and was now in the hospital she had explained. Blaine could honestly say he now knew what having all the blood literally drain from his face felt like. Apparently Kurt had gone out to the store and on the way home had been assaulted by some random person. There had been a struggle, some other passerby had seen it and called the police immediately, the guy fought Kurt who put up a pretty good fight but was eventually knocked down and left on the sidewalk as the guy took off running; Lyra had witnessed everything.

The police and ambulance had arrived and the assailant was caught just a few blocks away from where the attack had occurred. Lyra was taken to Rachel's who had no problem watching the scared young girl while the EMTs took Kurt to the hospital. Blaine had had his cell turned off, as was his standard practice while recording in the studio, which meant he was met with a very high strung and almost hysterical Rachel Berry on the other end of the call.

She calmed herself down, explaining Lyra was in the other room and that Kurt had been taken to the hospital because of the attack. She filled Blaine in on everything she knew. Blaine had almost lost it, almost felt his knees give out from under him. He felt the sting of tears at the very idea that Kurt could have been taken from him forever and he may have missed it because he had been in the studio. He didn't want to think about any of that and he had asked over and over if Kurt was ok. Rachel told him she wasn't sure what his state was but that he was stable enough when the ambulance took him to the hospital.

Blaine got the information he needed and with Anthony by his side he quickly made his way to the hospital.

Blaine knew he was giving Anthony a work out by rushing and running around like crazy without filling him in on any of the details, but he just didn't trust himself enough to talk about it, not when everything was up in the air as it was.

He got to the nurses station and immediately asked where Kurt Anderson-Hummel was. The nurse had almost choked on her coffee.

"Aren't you Blaine Ander—"

"My husband was brought in here tonight because he was attacked. I need to know where he is and I need to know now. So please get me the fucking information or get someone who can because I—"

"Look miss, I apologize for Mr. Anderson's outburst but he just found out his husband was brought in, and he just needs to know where he's being kept so he can see him. Being a medical professional as you are, we hope you can understand his current situation and his emotional mindset."

The nurse glanced back at Blaine who felt like he was about to scream and she nodded slowly.

"I understand completely. Give me just a minute to find out what's going on." She hesitantly looked down and started pulling up files on the computer in front of her.

Blaine looked over at Anthony and offered the best smile he could.

"Thanks Anthony."

"Hey man, I don't know the details but I know something's gone on and you're freaking out and well I'm here to protect and help you so I'm just doing my job. Plus, I really like your husband and I want to know he's ok too."

"Ok, Mr. Anderson your husband was admitted two hours ago and is in room 209."

Blaine was off again. He didn't care what the visiting hours were, he just had to get to Kurt. He had to see him, talk to him, and just see he was ok.

Blaine wanted to cry. Kurt was in a bed and Blaine could see the bruises already forming on his face, his perfect face. He could see the cut to Kurt's bottom lip. He could also see the obvious stitches to a cut right under his left ear.

Blaine must have zoned out because he was brought back from his thoughts by Kurt's soft, somewhat strained voice. "Blaine?"

Blaine met Kurt's wary gaze and without thinking he went straight to his side, gently taking his hand in his; a hand that was connected to an arm that had an IV attached. Blaine wanted to cry but he wasn't going to let himself. He had to be strong, he had to be for Kurt who looked so broken.

"I came as soon as I got the call from Rachel." Blaine spoke gently running his hand through Kurt's hair. Kurt's eyelids were heavy and his eyes closed for a moment as he let out a soft tentative sigh.

"I'm so glad you're here."

Blaine couldn't stop himself from kissing Kurt's forehead.

"I would have been here sooner but I was stupid and had my phone turned off and I'm so sorry Kurt. I shouldn't have—"

"Hey, no. Blaine stop ok." Kurt said cutting him off.

Blaine looked down into Kurt's tired eyes and he wanted nothing more then to climb into bed with him and just hold him.

"You were working Blaine. I know how it is. I'm ok. Lyra's ok. That's all that matters."

Kurt swallowed audibly and it looked like he wanted to cry for a moment before he collected himself again.

"What happened?" Blaine asked not really knowing if he wanted to know the answer.

Kurt took a deep breath and explained to Blaine how Lyra had wanted to go out after dinner for some of her favorite ice cream. Kurt had figured it wouldn't hurt since it'd been a while since they had gone out. On the way there a guy had come out of no where and asked for change which Kurt hadn't had any on him at the time so he continued walking by while explaining that to the man. Next thing Kurt knew, the guy was in his face, spouting hateful words and he lunged for Lyra's purse she had on her (her favorite pink purse that Kurt had made for her as a gift) and Kurt had gone on the defensive. He fought the guy back and had yelled to Lyra to back away. She started screaming and crying as the man began punching and hitting Kurt. Kurt had gotten in a few good punches himself but he ended up on the ground feeling the man kicking him sharply in the ribs. He heard other people yelling and then the guy was gone. Lyra had rushed up to him and was gripping his coat with tears running down her face and that was the last thing he remembered before he blacked out.

"I probably look a mess right now." Kurt said trying to lighten the suddenly heavy mood in the room.

All Blaine felt in that moment was anger. He was angry at the man who had tried and hurt his husband putting him in the hospital and who had been a threat to his little girl, but surprising to himself Blaine also found that he was even upset at Kurt.

"Why didn't you just run?" He found himself asking.

Kurt looked at him confused.

"Blaine I don't—"

"Why didn't you just run away from the guy when he was threatening you? Threatening our daughter? Why didn't you just grab Lyra the moment you had a chance—"

"Blaine there wasn't any time…"

"You had time to tell Lyra to get back! You could have just snatched her up and gotten the fuck out of there and—"

"What's going on in here?" A loud voice demanded getting both Kurt and Blaine's attention immediately.

Blaine felt his face heat up and he realized for the first time that he had tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I—I…" He found himself blinking rapidly and unable to articulate why he was so upset at Kurt and why he had raised his voice.

Blaine looked at Kurt and saw a small bit of fear mixed with sadness and tears in his facial expression.

"He's my husband, and..." Blaine took a deep breath and looked directly at the doctor who was trying to understand what was going on.

"I'm sorry for raising my voice. I'll be out in the waiting room."

Blaine couldn't bring himself to look at Kurt as he stalked out of the room as quickly as he could. He walked past Anthony who followed him into the waiting area. Blaine was so angry and upset he ended up kicking a chair out of his way before slamming his fist against the wall.

TBC