Sorry it took so long, I wanted to update a week ago before I went on my trip but Brit forgot about it and left it on her computer. She's lucky I love her and she's amazing.

On Monday Blaine woke up to the sound of a hacking cough coming from his daughter's room. The father rolled over in his bed and sought out the alarm clock with his tired eyes, 4:33 am. When he heard it again, Blaine rolled out of bed and hurried to his daughter's room.

She was in a restless slumber, sweating and congested. He crawled into the bed next to the little girl and picked her up so she could sleep on his chest in an upright position. In that position they stayed, both falling in and out of sleep until around six, when a coughing fit caused her to throw up what little she had in her system.

There was no way she could go to daycare in her condition and, unfortunately, Blaine he had to work. He cleaned her up and carried her back to his room. He needed a plan; an option in the matter. As he carried her back to his bed, he decided to deal with that once she was settled.

Blaine laid daughter in his bed and picked up his phone. He knew he had to call; the one person that he could rely on in situations such as the one before him. Cooper could not risk getting sick due to his job and Brittany had just worked a double at the bar. There was a single person that could and would help, however.

"Mornin' babe, what's up?" An overly chipper voice chirped through the phone. It's way too early for that. Blaine thought to himself.

The office manager began with a start, nearly cutting his boyfriend off. "Hey, I really hate to ask you this, but I wouldn't if I had another option." He spoke with utter conviction. If he had another option, he would use it. Hands down.

"What's wrong, Blaine?" A suddenly worried Kurt asked.

"Michi is really sick and I have to go to work today, I have to train Kiki-"

Before he could even finish his sentence Kurt cut him off. "I'm on my way, I'll call into work. I'll be there in like a half an hour."

"Thank you." Blaine let out a sigh of relief. He wouldn't have to miss work and his little girl would be in caring, capable hands.

"No need to thank me, it's what I'm here for. See you soon." The other line disconnected and Blaine looked back at the little girl lying against his pillows. Her eyes were open lazily and her breaths were sharp.

"I'm sick Daddy." She whined, sounding absolutely pitiful.

"I know Princess. Daddy Kurt is coming to stay with you so I can go to work. Okay?"

Her eyes didn't even light up, he knew right then that she was worse than he thought. "Okay Daddy. I'm going to go back to sleep."

"You do that baby girl." He watched her close her eyes and got off the bed to get dressed.

A half an hour later Blaine heard a tapping at the door. As quickly as he could, he jogged down the stairs to let the other man in. Kurt stood on the other side of the door, in his day off attire. Jeans that weren't quite as skinny as his others and a plain blue button up.

"Thank you, I normally wouldn't-"

"Blaine, would you stop. I told you it's no problem." Kurt quickly kissed and hugged the shorter man before looking towards the kitchen. "Has she eaten anything yet?"

"No, she's still in and out of sleep."

"I'll make her some toast. So what's the matter with her?"

Blaine scratched his head before shifting his stance. "She has a bad cough and a fever. She's pretty out of it. I think it's just a cold. She's in my room now."

Kurt took in each piece of information as he prepared the toast. "Okay, you go to work and I will call you if anything changes, okay?"

"K." Blaine said before leaning in for a kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too. Did you give her any medicine?"

"I gave her Motrin about 20 minutesago, after four hours she can have Tylenol. Her fever was at 101.4 when I gave it to her."

"Thanks love, now go say goodbye while I finish up in here."

Blaine nodded before running upstairs to say goodbye to Liliana. Moments later, he darted out the front door, leaving Kurt to butter the girl's toast in piece.

Kurt tiptoed into Blaine's bedroom and his heart broke at what he saw. Liliana laid in the bed, half asleep, pale, and flushed, with the sweat from her fever making her skin glow. He placed the food on the bed and kicked off his shoes before crawling under the blankets with the little girl.

He picked her up to lie with him, the same way Blaine did that morning, stroking the girl's hair gently. He held his hand to her forehead and winced from the heat radiating through her little body. He watched as she came back into consciousness for a short period of time.

"Hi Daddy Kurt." She choked out in a hoarse whisper.

"Hey baby. I need you to do something for me." She looked at him with cloudy, yet curious, eyes. "I made you some toast. I need you to eat it okay?"

She nodded and nibbled at the bread in between swigs of water. She ate half a slice before pushing it away. "No more." She pleaded and Kurt took it away.

He continued to hold her tightly and rock her gently as she fell asleep yet again. The heat from her body warned him to the core and helped him drift off to a brief nap.

He was startled awake by a terrified looking Liliana who was freaking out on his lap.

"What's wrong, love bug?" He asked willing the panic not to convey through his voice.

"H-hot, can't- breathe." He jumped up and felt her forehead, she was even hotter than she was an hour ago. He placed his hand on her sternum to feel her restorations, she was breathing but they were slow and labored. Internally he was terrified, but he had to stay calm for Liliana.

He pulled out his phone and called her pediatrician.

"Clearwater Pediatrics, Lisa speaking how may I help you?"

"I need to speak with Dr. Jamilkowski immediately. It's an emergency."

"What's wrong sir?"

"Liliana, she's really sick. Her fever is so bad and I can't give her any more medicine and she says she can't breathe. Her respirations are slow and labored. She's scared - what do I do?" Kurt did his best not to panic, which was difficult when the poor little girl Blaine left him to care for was having trouble breathing.

"What's her name?"

"Liliana Anderson."

"Please hold while I get the doctor."

The minute that he was on hold seemed to drag by as he watched the terror in his little girls eyes as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Dr. Jamilkowski. I understand she's having trouble breathing."

"Yes sir."

"What other symptoms is she having?"

"She has a horrible fever that gets worse, I just took it over and it's at 103.2. She is fatigued, has no appetite and she seems out of it."

"Okay, with the fever and the respiration problems, I suggest you bring her to MICH by ambulance. It's the quickest way and we don't want to have respiratory complications in a cab. I'll call over to the ER to be expecting her Mr-?"

"Hummel. Kurt Hummel."

"Okay Mr. Hummel, call them now."

Kurt immediately hung up the phone and called an ambulance. Thankfully, he was not put on hold. He honestly didn't know if his nerves could handle it.

"Brooklyn 911, police, fire, and ambulance. What's your emergency?"

"My boyfriend's daughter, her pediatrician said to call an ambulance to bring her to MICH. She has a high fever and difficulty breathing." Kurt looked back over at the little girl that laid motionless, but whose chest was still heaving.

"Okay sir; is she still alert and responsive?"

"Yes, she is out of it though, not really coherent right now."

"How high was the fever at his peak?"

"About 103 an hour or so after Motrin."

The operator asked a few more questions as Kurt ran about the apartment to collect some things they might need. He grabbed her backpack off of the hook in the kitchen and started throwing things in it. He threw in a pair of sweatpants for the girl, underwear and socks, Blaine's charger, her sneakers, her hairbrush, and some bottles of water.

"Okay sir, they have been dispatched and have an ETA of 5-7 minutes."

"Thank you." He said as he hung up. The last thing he grabbed before he went back into Blaine's room was her beloved blankie. She still adored the blanket from her crib bedding set from when she was born. It was pink and brown with monkeys, it was honestly adorable.

He shoved his feet back into his shoes in a rushed manner that he would never do under normal circumstances. He flung the backpack over his shoulder and dashed to the side of the bed. He picked the almost lethargic little girl up, wrapping her in the blanket, and gently patting her head, so she laid down on his shoulder.

The last thing he did before heading down the stairs was call Blaine. He tried calling his cell twice, but there was no answer either time. It's a good thing that he knew the office number by heart because he really didn't think he was mentally together enough to do a google search for his job.

"Family Medicine, Kitty speaking, how may I direct your call?"

"Blaine Anderson please, it's an emergency."

"Please hold." The nonchalant voice replied.

Blaine had just sat down to show Kiki the ins and outs of the billing department. She is only part time for the next two weeks, so that she was able to start immediately but still give her two weeks to Macy's. Not even five minutes into explain the practice management software to her, when Kitty buzzed over to billing department intercom.

"Yes Kitty." He said flatly into the receiver. He was tired and worried. He knew that Kurt was capable of taking care of his daughter, but that didn't take the edge off his nerves. In the end, she was still sick and he was still stuck at work.

"There's someone on line three, sounds like Kurt, says it's an emergency." His heart skipped a beat as he answered the line.

"Blaine speaking, how may I help you?"

"Blaine." He heard Kurt choke out, fear evident in his voice.

Blaine's heart jumped into his throat, anxiety immediately began to pulse through his veins. "Kurt, what's wrong?"

"It's Liliana, she's really sick, even worse than before. Dr. Jamilkowski told me to call an ambulance. We are waiting for them now." He jumped to his feet and tried to control his panicked breathing.

"What hospital are they taking her to?"

"MICH." He could hear a fire truck in the background getting louder by the second. "I hear them, I think they are here."

"Okay baby, I need you to stay calm okay?" He replied, knowing that Kurt was a hop, skip, and a jump away from breaking down into tears.

"Okay."

"Alright, I'm hanging up now; I'm going to meet you there. I'll be there as soon as I can."

"K." He heard in conjunction with a hardy knock on his door at home before the line clicked.

"I'm sorry Kiki, I have to go, Liliana is going to the hospital. I'll have Gloria show you the program today okay?"

"No problem Blaine, have Kurt call me when you know what's going on."

"I will." He said as he froze, lost in his thoughts momentarily.

"Well go then." She nudged him and he immediately came back with it and ran out of the room. He ran to his office, grabbed his phone and dashed back over to Gloria's desk.

"Glor, I have to go. Kurt called, he's bringing Lil to the hospital."

"Oh my God, is she okay?"

"I don't know, she's much worse than she was earlier. Can you go sit with Kiki and show her the basics of the program. I'll call you when I know what's going on."

"Okay, now go, I can handle things here." She said as she ushered him out of her corner. Blaine nodded and bolted for the front door. Today, more than ever before, he prayed for a taxi to come quickly.

Kurt sat on the stretcher in the back of the ambulance, Liliana tight in his grasp. The entirely too long, and incredibly bumpy ride to the hospital seemed like a dream sequence of sorts. It felt like he was on the outside looking in, the whole situation was terrifying.

"O2 sat is at 83 and stable." He heard one of the paramedics yell out to the EMT driving. He watched as the man put an oxygen mask onto his little girl, and the horror in her eyes. She had no idea what was going on, but was too weak to resist. "It's going to be okay little lady, we are almost there." He said with a smile. Even though he was nice and gentle, it did nothing to calm her down, Kurt just held her to his chest and began to hum as he stroked her hair.

After a minute or so, it seemed to work, and he felt her relax somewhat in his arms. "That's it little lady, two more minutes and you will be out of this bumpy ambulance and it a nice warm bed." The girl lazily nodded before drifting back into a restless sleep. "Has she been lethargic all morning?"

"I got there about an hour and a half ago, and she just looked like she had a fever and a bad cough. She threw up before I got there, but her dad gave her Motrin and it seemed to have started working because she fell back asleep. But then she woke up like this. She is never like this, she is outgoing and bubbly, now she's just… limp."

"Okay." He acknowledged as he wrote notes down. "We're here."

The next few minutes were a haze of being ushered off of the gurney and to her side and they brought her through the maze of the back of the emergency department. She was brought into a private exam room and as soon as she was transferred to the bed, he immediately crawled in with her.

"-high fever, low O2 sats, lethargic, -" He heard the paramedic telling the ED staff outside of the room. He just held her close as she woke in another coughing fit.

A nurse rushed in and put the O2 monitor on her finger and took her respirations during the fit. "O2 sat 82." She said, replacing the oxygen mask that was taken back by the EMTS with one of the hospitals. She quickly prepared her arm for an IV and began to talk to Kurt. "Are you dad?"

"Um, uh no. I'm her dad's boyfriend. I called him before the ambulance got to the house, he should be here any minute."

"Okay, I'm just going to draw some
blood out of this arm, and run an IV out of this one." She said as she pointed out which arms.

"Why are you drawing blood?" Needles...Liliana. No. Kurt did not like that idea at all.

"With her fever we need to test for certain infections and run standard tests for all patients."

"Oh okay."

"I need you to keep her still I will be really quick, the IV should help make her feel a little better, she's probably a bit dehydrated. Now hold her closely, this will be quick." She said as she looked for a vein in the crook of her elbow. "Are there any allergies that you are aware of?"

And just like that Kurt's heart sunk. He had absolutely no idea. Who was he kidding? How could he play an important role in her life, if she didn't even know the most basic and important details of the little girl? He could kill her if he let them give her something she was allergic to. He felt the panic rise in his chest and he fought back tears. "I- I don't know."

"Oh, that's okay. Many times we wouldn't even know this young. Don't worry about it, I'll call her pediatrician." Her words did little to calm Kurt as he watched her run an alcohol swab up her arm and put the tiny pink tourniquet around her petite arm. His grip tightened around the girl, and he diverted his eyes to watch her face as the nurse quickly changed out the colored tubes and finished drawing her blood. Liliana was so out of it that she didn't even flinch at the intrusion of the needle. Kurt knew that his little girl was a lot worse than either him or Blaine thought.

Kurt watched as the nurse switched sides of the bed to start her IV. Kurt kissed the top of the little girl's head and grimaced when he felt the heat radiate through his lips. Blaine, where are you?

The nurse disappeared out of the room with the blood samples leaving the two alone for a few moments. "Daddy Kurt." He heard Liliana say with a choked out whisper.

"Hi baby girl." Whatever emotions were playing out inside of Kurt's mind were shoved to the back burner. She cannot see his panic. He is the adult.

"Help me." Kurt felt his heart being ripped out of his chest and being thrown into the middle of Sixth Avenue at rush hour.

"What do you need love?" He managed in just above a whisper in a desperate attempt to keep control of the sobs that were threatening to break through.

"I feel… so… bad. Make it stop Daddy, please." She pleaded through tears. Kurt was sure that this was the lowest moment of his life. Even worse than the day they had to say goodbye to her. He held her in his arms, her pleads to make her better ringing in his ear, and he could do nothing but hold her. He felt like a horrible person; a horrible father.

Just then the nurse popped back into the room. "Okay Kurt, I'm going to ask you to hop off the bed now. She has to go for a chest x-ray, she'll be back in about ten minutes."

"I can't go with her?"

"I'm sorry, but no one is allowed in the room with her while she's getting the x-ray, due to the radiation exposure. But it's right down the hall here; you can stand right outside this room and watch us." Kurt just nodded in agreement and slowly slid out of the bed. He watched silently as she unlocked he wheels on the bed and began to push her out.

"But Daddy Kurt." Liliana spoke to the nurse.

"He'll be right here beautiful when you get back okay?"

"Okay."

Kurt listened to their little conversation and picked up her Dora the Explorer back pack and held it close to his chest. He didn't realize that it was possible to be this scared – and that was saying something.

Kurt leaned against the door frame and watched as the nurse stood across the hall from the X-Ray room, waiting for vacancy. After several minutes the room freed and he watched Liliana being brought into the room and the door closed firmly behind her.

It was the moment he saw the door shut that he heard footsteps running down the hall and a hand on his shoulder.

"Kurt." A winded Blaine said behind him.

Kurt immediately spun around and through his arms around his boyfriend. "Blaine." It was then that the damn broke, and all the tears that he was holding back came to light. He found himself sobbing into Blaine's shoulder.

"Kurt, baby. Why are you crying? Where is she?" He asked half in a panic.

"She's getting an x-ray. Blaine, I just- I'm so scared, she's so sick, and, and I don't know anything. I'm such a horrible person. Who was I kidding, I'd be a horrible father."

Blaine took a deep breath before replying. "Kurt, what are you talking about? You are not a horrible person, and you are an amazing father."

"But Blaine, they-th-they asked if she was allergic to anything and I don't know. Wha-what if they had to give her something and you weren't here and I said okay and it hurt her cuz I didn't know?"

"Oh hunny. Shhh, calm down. Take a deep breath." Kurt hyperventilated a few sobs as he tried to calm down. "Do you want to know a secret?" Blaine asked him calmly.

"W-What?"

"I don't know if she is allergic to anything either. She's never been in this situation. But you do know what you know more than me? You know her family history. You know if there is anything we need to look out for that could be genetic. You know more than I could ever know."

God, how does he always know what to say? Kurt asked himself, allowing himself to pull it together. Lil would be back soon and he could not let her see him like this. He stayed entwined in Blaine's arms for a few more minutes, allowing each other to calm each other down. As terrified as Kurt was, he knew Blaine was just as scared.

They were brought back to reality when the nurse brought Liliana back into the room. "You must be dad." she said with a smile, returning the bed to its place.

"Yes, I am Blaine Anderson. What's going on?" His asked, breath hitching as he looked at his little girl lying in that hospital bed, hooked up to wires, IV, and oxygen. It was too much to take. She was so small lying in that big bed by herself.

He watched as Kurt immediately sat back down onto the bed, drawing his legs up and Liliana sinking into his side contently.

"Well, we just took a chest x-ray, and just before that we took so blood samples. The doctor will be in shortly with the x-ray results and we have a rush on the blood chemistries. Her O2 saturation is low, much lower than we'd like, but it has remained steady since she has been here with the supplemental oxygen. If you don't have any more questions, I'm going to leave, but I'll be right outside if you need anything.

Blaine just nodded and returned his attention to the bed. He had never been more grateful for the fact that Lil was so tiny before. He slid on the other side of her, careful to go under the tubing of her IV and lifted her slightly. He and Kurt slid over until their hips were touching and Blaine rested the girl on their laps. The leaned their heads together and sighed. The day had been long and it didn't look as if it would get shorter any time soon. Luckily, they had each other and, together, they knew they could handle whatever life threw their way.

Sorry guys, had a nice AN written out but my computer ate it. The next chapter is a direct continuation of this one, Don't worry though trouble won't last always.

PPS thank you for all of your support, all of your kind words and follows and favs. I know this type of story isn't everyone's cup of tea but I am so happy you all are liking it. Just one of you guys reading it is baffling to me. LOVE YOU ALL.