AN: Hello again, dear readers. This chapter made me really sad, so I apologize in advance. Forgive any inaccuracies, once again my only source is the internet!

One more thing - this chapter takes place during the first chapter of the original story, Blind, by would-you-like-a-jellybaby. It would be very helpful (and even sadder) if you read that first, because that chapter always breaks my heart. That's also part of the reason why this is so short - because so much of what's going on here is found in that chapter.

So, read the first chapter of Blind, and then read this and enjoy!

Chapter Three: Informing

Blaine knocked on the door. Kurt, startled, sat up quickly even though he had just been sleeping the minute before. Burt looked up and nodded at Blaine. He left the room as Blaine entered.

"Blaine?" Kurt said quietly. Kurt was a little nervous, he didn't know how Blaine would react to this.

Blaine's breath caught in his throat. "Yes, baby. It's me." His voice caught in his throat as he looked at Kurt, sitting up in the bed, as he gazed into Kurt's glazed-over eyes.

"Blaine… Blaine I'm scared. I don't know what happened to me." Kurt stuttered. He felt tears in his eyes and tried not to let them fall. "Blaine, what if I never see again?"

"Baby, it doesn't matter. I will always love you, and we can get through this," Blaine said, standing awkwardly next to his boyfriend's bed.

"Can you move closer, Blaine? I… I can't tell where you are." Blaine nodded, but then remembered that his boyfriend couldn't see it. He sat next to Kurt, and held him in his arms.

"I'm sorry this happened to you, baby. You don't deserve it. I'm so sorry." Blaine pulled Kurt closer and whispered in his ear.

"It's not your fault Blaine… This would have happened eventually, I'm sure." Kurt sniffled, not able to hold his tears back. "I just wish it had never happened at all." He whispered that, but no sooner had Blaine hugged him, his eyes were overflowing. Blaine had also started to tear up, but hearing the love of his life crying, so despairingly made him break down. Within minutes, they were holding each other and sobbing into each other's shoulders. This was how it would be from now on - Kurt would never be able to see.

About fifteen minutes later, Burt entered the room with red-rimmed eyes. He had just talked to Kurt's doctor, and they were about to talk to Kurt about it. He rubbed his eyes, looked up and saw Blaine and Kurt cuddled in Kurt's bed, asleep. It had been obvious that they were both crying. As much as he hated to wake them up, he wanted Kurt to be alert when he received the news. He walked over to the bed and gently touched Kurt's shoulder. "Kurt," he said. "Kurt, the doctor's here. Wake up." Kurt sat up again and blinked sleepily before the realization hit him. Then, without moving his head, he reached down, feeling around the bed for Blaine. Blaine sat up and hugged Kurt again. Then Blaine got out of the bed, but kept holding Kurt's hand so that he knew he was there.

Just then, Dr. Blanc walked in holding Kurt's file and a clipboard. "Kurt? We have your results here, and if you're ready to hear it…" Burt looked down and turned away. Kurt swallowed and squeezed Blaine's hand.

"Please, let's just get it over with."

Dr. Blanc opened the file. "Well Kurt, there's no easy way to say this, but you have acute angle-closure glaucoma. This means that the pressure in your eye has been building up quickly, because the fluid in your eyes cannot drain out. Now, usually this happens in only one of the patient's eyes, but unfortunately, you have it in both eyes. What you have is a very rare case. Usually, AACG only occurs in adults over the age of forty. But we have reviewed your chart, as well as your parents' charts, and we've determined that this was partly hereditary - the nearsightedness, the high blood pressure, the diabetes. However, those were only factors of it. Anyone is at risk for glaucoma."

Kurt whispered "Okay," as he squeezed Blaine's hand and furrowed his brow. "But there's something you're not telling me."

Dr. Blanc took a deep breath. "Kurt, as you know, right now you can't see anything. That's because the AACG was left untreated for so long. Kurt, vision that is lost be glaucoma cannot, and never will be, able to be regained."

There was a sharp intake of breath from the others in the room. Kurt looked up, his face sorrowful. "What…"

"Kurt, I'm so sorry to be the one to tell you this, but you are permanently blind."

Permanently blind.

Permanently blind.

Vision that is lost can never be regained.

Permanent darkness.

TBC. This was sad, wasn't it? Anyways, I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas if you celebrate it, and I wish everyone a Happy New Year!