"Hey, I'm going to go get us something to drink," Kurt said, just as the Halloween party scene in Mean Girls came on the screen.
"Okay," Blaine said.
Kurt untangled his long legs from Blaine's and went downstairs to the basement, where there were cans of drinks in a big fridge. He didn't feel like drinking water, which was all that was in the fridge in the kitchen. He didn't feel water and Mean Girls went together. He proceeded to the fridge and grabbed two cans of Diet Coke. Shutting the door and turning to leave, he noticed that something was off: the bottom drawer to the file cabinet that had sat downstairs for years, seemingly untouched, was half open. Kurt put the cans down and went over to take a look. A manila folder full of papers was haphazardly thrown into the bottom drawer. He pulled it out and began to read. They appeared to be hospital documents, listing the blood types of Burt, Kurt, Carole, and Finn. Burt's name was at the top. Kurt's stomach began to churn when he saw the terms 'transfusion' and 'therapy.' He shoved the file back into the cabinet and ran upstairs.
Blaine was laying on the couch with the movie paused. "What happened to the…" Blaine didn't have time to finish.
"My dad needs a transfusion!" Kurt yelled.
Blaine grabbed him and hugged him tight.
Burt came barreling down the stairs and held his son tightly. "Kurt, listen to me, those are just on file for the insurance. I told you I'm fine. If I was really sick, I would tell you," Burt said.
Kurt took a deep breath, finally calming down.
Burt sat down with the boys. The movie didn't go on. Kurt was too shaken up.