When they got there Blaine had Darren go with Puck to some seats in the waiting room while he went to talk with the receptionist.

"Hi, can I help you?" A far too enthusiastic woman said. She wore a name tag stating that her name was Amy. Why was she in such a good mood? She knew she worked in a hospital, right?

"Yes, hi. I'm here to see Kurt Hummel-Anderson; he was in a car accident earlier today."

"Ok. Are you a close family member?" She said as she moved her attention to the computer in front of her. Probably to bring up Kurt's file.

"Yes, I'm his husband." Blaine said, getting more anxious by the second. At his reply he had the girl's full attention again.

"I'm sorry, what is your relation to Mr. Hummel-Anderson again?" Blaine's stomach dropped.

"I'm Kurt's husband. My name is Blaine Hummel-Anderson." The look on the receptionist's face was incredulous. Blaine felt the anger building up inside him, and he began to clench and unclench his hands multiple times to try to calm himself down.

It wasn't working.

"Um, I apologize but I'm going to have to ask you to wait out here."

Now Blaine was pissed. "What do you mean I can't see him? I'm his husband. I AM his closest family member other than his father."

The girl went to speak again when a voice game from behind Blaine. "Excuse me, but is there a problem here Miss?" Puck said loudly, catching the attention of some of the other people waiting in the room. Great. More looks of pity.

Blaine had been so wrapped up in his argument with the receptionist that he hadn't noticed Puck come stand behind him, with Darren at his side.

Amy looked nervous. "No, I don't believe there is a problem sir. I just asked this man here to wait in the waiting room."

Blaine saw Puck clench his jaw shut. Once again Blaine found that he was happy that he had befriended such a great guy. Puck wasn't the smartest person around, but he knew how to fight for something, and he was very protective of the people and things he cared about. "But I do see a problem, and it's that you won't let my friend here see Kurt because you have a problem with gay people." The girl's eyes seemed to be popping out of her head, yet she didn't try to defend herself. "Let me tell you one thing," Puck continued, "Kurt and Blaine are the best couple I have ever seen, gay straight combined. It doesn't matter that they are gay. Now you let him see his spouse, and you let him see his father!" he pointed behind him at Darren who was just quietly watching the scene play out.

The girl didn't say anything. She just looked back at her computer. After a couple seconds of extremely tense silence she said, "Room 212. It's on the second floor."

Without another word Blaine put his arm around Darren's shoulder and led him towards the elevator. He heard Puck following behind him but he didn't turn around. He never wanted to see that girl again.

When the elevator's doors shut with them inside, he turned to Puck. "Thank you again, for all your help today."

Puck gave a small smile in return.

"That girl was rude!" Exclaimed Darren, speaking for the first time since the car ride. The doors opened to the second floor and the boys headed down the hall together.

"I'm sorry you had to see that Buddy." Blaine said, tightening his grip on his son's shoulder. They continued down the hall until they found room 212.

Blaine was terrified. He didn't know what condition his husband was in on the other side of the door. With shaking hands, he turned the door knob and walked in.