Sorry I haven't updated in like forever! I was on my band trip to Boston for school for like four days and I was so fanfiction deprived. Glad I could finally write again and I hope you enjoy.
With mother's day rapidly approaching, Kurt was quickly realizing that he knew absolutely nothing about Blaine's mother. Blaine had met Carole and knew about his mom, but Kurt honestly didn't know anything. He didn't know what she looked like or what she was like. He didn't even know her name. Needless to say, the topic of family between he and Blaine wasn't a top priority, but Kurt still wondered. One night in bed, Kurt looked over at Blaine who was reading a case study for tomorrow.
"Is your mom a doctor?" he asked out of the blue. Blaine looked up from the paper he was reading and stared at Kurt.
"Why do you ask?" Blaine inquired.
"I don't know… I mean it makes sense. Your dad is a surgeon, your brother is a surgeon, and you're a surgeon. I was just wondering if she was a surgeon." Kurt explained.
"Yeah…" Blaine replied. "She's a surgeon too."
"I've never seen her at the hospital." Kurt continued. "What department does she work in?"
"She doesn't work in the hospital per say." Blaine told him. "She's on the board of directors for the hospital…so she travels a lot."
"Oh okay," Kurt said with a smile. "You should maybe invited her over to our place sometime. Mother's day is coming up and it'd be nice to meet her."
"Oh I don't know…" Blaine sighed. "We're not very close and she's always traveling. She'd probably be too busy."
'Well that's okay…" Kurt told him. "It was just a suggestion, we don't have to do it. Now put that case file away. I can't sleep with that light on or without you to cuddle with." he commanded. Blaine smiled and placed the manila folder on the bedside table and turned off the light before snuggling into Kurt's side. Kurt immediately fell asleep and soon was snoring softly on top of Blaine's chest, but Blaine was wide awake. Blaine had never thought Kurt would bring up his mother. She was a person that Blaine never talked about...to anyone. Things with her were complicated and Blaine didn't want for those secrets to emerge in the open and he really didn't want Kurt to find out about her.
The next day at work, Blaine was lucky enough to scrub in on a quadruple bypass with the head of cardio, while Kurt unfortunately was stuck in the pit.
"I don't have to go. I'm sure Rachel or Santana would gladly take it from me if you want me to stay with you in the pit." Blaine told Kurt.
"No way. I'll be fine." Kurt insisted. "It's a quadruple bypass. You can't give that up. Go." Blaine smiled before leaning in and kissing Kurt quickly on the lips and then heading up to the OR to scrub in. The pit was relatively quiet for the time being, but Kurt knew it wouldn't stay that way...it never did. The pit was always buzzing with traumas. Just as he predicted, a woman, screaming and fighting the paramedics came into the pit on a stretcher. Cooper was by her side.
"Hummel! You're with me." Cooper yelled. Kurt ran over quickly to help.
"Why isn't she wearing restraints?" Kurt asked pushing down on the woman as he tried to make sure she didn't hurt herself.
"Because if you would have looked closely you would have seen that she tried to slit her wrists and I don't think metal restraints digging into her skin would be the best thing for her right now!" Cooper yelled at Kurt. "100 CC of lorazepam!" he added as a nurse with a syringe ran over to him. Cooper jabbed the needle into the woman's shoulder and she went limp and stopped fighting. Out of breath, Cooper set the needle down and sat down on a stool next to the woman. "Thanks Hummel." Cooper replied. "You don't really need to stay. She just needs some sutures and 72 hours on the psych floor."
"No," Kurt said. "I'll stay. I'll stitch up the other wrist." Just as Kurt said that the nurse came in and handed him the woman's chart.
"No really Hummel, I think you should leave." Cooper said nervously. "Give me her chart." he said, but it was too late. Kurt had already opened it. Under patient name, "Tara Anderson." was listed. Kurt looked up at Cooper whose face looked frozen in fright. Kurt could see it. The eyes, the hair, and the face were the same. This was Blaine and Cooper's mother.
"What's wrong with her?" Kurt asked closing the chart. He felt that this was a deeply personal matter and reading a bunch of medical jargon in a chart wasn't going to give him the whole story.
"She's schizophrenic." Cooper said softly. "...started showing symptoms when Blaine was about five or six. She's been in a psychiatric facility ever since. There have been other attempts…" Cooper continued. "...I'll just patch her up and send her back out. It's what we always do."
"Are you going to tell Blaine?" Kurt asked.
"It's better that I don't." Cooper told him.
"But, she's still his mother!" Kurt insisted. "He has a right to know."
"To him, she was never his mother." Cooper yelled back. "She was the woman who used to try and hurt him because the voices in her head told her to. It's better if he doesn't know. Do you understand me?"
"Yes sir." Kurt said, looking down.
"Why don't you just go and find another case." Cooper told him. "I've got her."
'Okay…" Kurt said as set the chart on the bed and then left the room. As he looked back in through the window, Kurt could help but see the love that Cooper felt for his mother. He watched as Cooper moved the hair off her face and gently picked up her wrist. She had been a mother to him, not like Blaine, who had been deprived of a mother. Kurt knew what it felt like to have lost a mother, but at least he got to have one. Kurt couldn't imagine what it felt like to never have snuggled up next to your mother and feel her warmth against your own body, her love radiating over to her child. No wonder Blaine had lied to him about his mother.
As Kurt treated a little girl with a busted lip, he couldn't stop thinking about Blaine's mother. Even though Cooper had said it was better that Blaine didn't know, Kurt didn't believe that. He hated keeping this information from Blaine because he knew this was something that Blaine didn't want him to know. While Kurt was filling out paperwork, Blaine came down from the OR.
"Oh my God, that surgery was so cool, Kurt!" Blaine said coming up behind him. Kurt smiled nervously at him. He was truly an awful liar. "What's up with you?" Blaine asked. "Is something wrong?"
"No, no…" Kurt stuttered. "Nothing is wrong."
"Kurt, I know you and something is definitely wrong." Blaine said. Kurt took a deep breath. He was going to tell him. Blaine deserved to know. Suddenly a woman, Blaine's mother, ran into the pit. Cooper, two security guards and a psych doctor was with him. Blaine looked over in total shock. The cat was out of the bag now...at least Kurt didn't have to tell him.
"Mom stop!" Cooper yelled. Tara turned around and help up the syringe to her heart.
"Leave me alone!" She yelled. "You're trying to hurt me! I know you are!"
"No, we're trying to help you." Cooper said. "Mom, it's me Cooper. Remember me?" he asked. "I'm your son."
"Leave me alone!" She yelled again. "I will kill myself if you take one more step towards me." Cooper stopped in his tracks along with the rest of the people who had ran with him, but Blaine began to move forward. He had placed a sedative in his pocket, but Tara hadn't seen that.
"Mom…" he said softly. "It's me Blaine." Tara stopped and stared at her son.
"Blaine?" She asked.
"Yeah, It's me." Blaine said. "Remember what I used to say about the voices. They're not real. They lie."
"No...no they tell the truth." Tara stuttered.
"What are they saying now Mom?" Blaine asked.
"They're telling me that you want to hurt me and I should stab myself." Tara replied still holding the needle to her heart.
"Do you think I would hurt you?" Blaine asked. "I love you." Tara was breathing heavily. It was clear she was fighting the voices and her own mind. Blaine slowly walked over to her and reached his hand out to grab the needle from her hand. She slowly pulled it away. "I wouldn't lie to you. Just place the needle in my hand. Everything will be okay." Tara looked at her son and slowly placed it in his hands. Then Blaine took the syringe and jabbed it into her other muscle and she went limp. Blaine caught his mother in his arms as a nurse wheeled over a wheelchair to put her in. Cooper walked over and gave his brother a hug.
"Good job, little brother." Cooper said.
"Thanks." Blaine said with a sigh.
'I've got her now." Cooper told him. "You should go and talk to Kurt." Blaine nodded. He walked over and took Kurt's hand.
"We should talk." Blaine said softly before leading Kurt into an on-call room.
"Why didn't you just tell me?" Kurt asked. "I would have understood."
"It's just not something I talk about…" Blaine said. "I only did that in the pit because she was threatening to kill herself."
"Blaine, she's your mother." Kurt said. "I don't care if she's normal, has schizophrenia, or whatever. I wouldn't care."
"But, I would." Blaine said. "She wasn't a bad mom. Before she started showing symptoms, we had fun. I had a mom, but I haven't had a mom in a very long time."
"It doesn't look like that to me." Kurt said with a smile. "Blaine, you were able to calm her down when no one else was. She clearly responds to you. She's still your mom somewhere deep down. Somewhere where those voices can't get her, you are the one that she knows and recognizes."
"Maybe you're right." Blaine agreed with a smile.
"Next time, tell me the truth. I'm not leaving no matter what." Kurt said as he placed a kiss on Blaine's forehead. Blaine smiled because he realized just how much Kurt loved him. Kurt was the first person that he could be completely honest with and Blaine hoped that would stay the same...always.