Now that the holiday season was over, the New Directions had to start thinking about their plan for Regionals and even though Santana, Brittany and Mercedes had rejoined the team, they were still a little sore about losing.
"Admit it wonder twins. The reason why the New Directions beat the Trouble Tones at Sectionals was because that pervy clown judge was freakin high as a kite." She argued.
"And we did Michael Jackson, you guys didn't." Kurt interjected. "That was like weeks ago why are you still obsessing."
"One word, Kurt. Michael!" Mercedes yelled as she slapped Kurt on the shoulder.
"You guys, fear not. The world tour of the circ de soleil immortal to Michael Jackson is coming to Columbus in June. We should all go." Blaine suggested.
"You don't get it. I don't want to see the spectacle. I want to be the spectacle." Mercedes told him as she poked him in the chest.
"Hey guys, everything okay?" Mr. Shue asked as he stopped next to them in the hallway.
"Look, we love being back in New Directions, but we hate that we missed our one chance this year to do Michael." Mercedes confessed.
"Yeah, I get it." Mr Shue told them. "I've been thinking a lot about Regionals, maybe we can even do Michael again." They all got so excited. Doing Michael again would be so completely awesome. In glee rehearsal, they talked about possible Michael songs for regionals and then even started practicing. By the end of it Blaine was so pumped. He went home and was just itching to tell someone, but no one was home. Charlie had a therapy session, which were made mandatory after her suicide attempt, and because Blaine hadn't been home yet, Kim was forced to take Sami with her and leave Annie and Lucas in after school care. So, Blaine went upstairs and started his homework. He didn't get very far before his phone started to buzz. He was hoping it was Kurt so they could talk about Regionals, but instead it was Sebastian.
Sebastian: Hey killer ;)
Blaine rolled his eyes and and sent back,
Blaine: Hey Sebastian
Sebastian: Weird Question….How do you get red wine out of blazer piping?"
Blaine: Lol, how did you do that?
Sebastian: Don't ask. Just help please :)
Blaine: Sorry, I truly don't know. I've never had this problem before.
Sebastian: Damn, I thought if anyone would know it would be Mr. Blaine Anderson. Anyway, you ready for Regionals? Warblers Council is already picking songs
Blaine: Beyond excited! We're doing Michael Jackson!
As soon as Blaine had sent that text, he knew it was a mistake. But, come on. Sebastian was a nice guy and the Warblers were an honorable glee club. They wouldn't steal another team's plan...he hoped. Blaine felt his phone vibrate again and expected to be Sebastian, but it was actually Kurt.
Kurt: Wanna meet me, Rachel, Artie, and Santana at the Lima Bean tomorrow before school?
Blaine: Sure :)
After sending the text to Kurt, Blaine waited for a reply from Sebastian, but nothing ever came. Blaine was beginning to feel like he just made a very big mistake. The next morning, Blaine drove over to the Lima Bean and Kurt, Rachel, Artie, and Santana were waiting for him. Kurt smiled at him as he sat down and handed him a coffee. "We're talking about Michael Jackson again." Kurt said, filling Blaine in.
"Okay, I've got something." Blaine announced. "Favorite Michael Jackson memory. Go!"
"When I was one, my mom showed me a VHS tape of his Motown Special and when he did the moonwalk across the stage for the first time in history, I uttered my first words...hot damn." Artie said.
"I owe the King of Pop a deep debt of gratitude. He's the first one to pull off the sequined military jacket, long before one Kurt Hummel made it iconic." Kurt interjected.
"I have to be honest, I never really got him." Rachel confessed.
"And we are no longer on speaking terms." Artie muttered as he turned away from Rachel.
"No, I think he's an amazing performer, but I never really got what he was about." Rachel replied trying to defend herself.
"Rachel, he is best friends with Liza Minnelli and Liz Taylor." Kurt added.
"All I'm saying is that I haven't connected with him like I have with Barbara or either of the Stevens." Rachel said looking over at Artie who looked confused. "Sondheim...Schwartz" she told him as though it were obvious.
"I'd throw this mocha in your face, but it's not nearly scalding enough." Santana shot at Rachel.
"Okay, but since you guys are so jazzed about him, I think it's a good idea for Regionals." Rachel replied in defeat.
"That might not be the best idea." They heard a voice behind them say. They all looked back and there stood Sebastian. "Hey Blaine, Hello everyone else."
"Does he live here or something?" Kurt muttered. " Seriously, you are always here!"
"Why don't you think that's a good idea?"Artie interjected.
"Because we're doing MJ for Regionals." Sebastian said with a smirk across his face. "You see, Warblers drew first position so as soon as I heard what your plan was i changed our setlist accordingly."
"I'm sorry, how did you hear?" Rachel asked in a snippy voice.
"Blaine told me last night." Sebastian replied snarkily. "I just called for a tip on how to get red wine out of my blazer piping and he would not stop going on about it." Blaine felt the angry eyes of all four of his friends staring at him and he sank in his seat.
"I may have mentioned it." Blaine muttered quietly.
"How often do you talk?" Kurt shot back.
"Oh hey Kurt, I didn't recognize you." Sebastian interjected before Blaine could answer. "You are wearing boy clothes for once!"
"Alright twink, I think it's time that I showed you a little Lima Heights hospitality." Santana said standing up from her seat.
"Unless you want to join your relatives in prison, that's probably not the best idea." Sebastian told her. "You see my dad's sorta what you call a state's attorney, but if you had a pinata you wanted delivered, I bet he could make sure that it got to them." Blaine was taken aback at how rude Sebastian was being. He had never acted like this before, at least not to him. He felt bad for Santana who looked like she wanted to shoot the boy in the uniform."Okay, so here's what you guys need to know. I am captain of the Warblers' now and I'm tired of playing nice."
"Wait, the Warblers' don't even have a Captain." Blaine shot back.
"They do now. See you all at Regionals." Sebastian replied before strutting off. The five New Directions members stood up. Four of them were very clearly pissed at Blaine. Blaine tried to talk to Kurt to explain, but he wouldn't listen. Kurt just got in his car and drove off to school. So, Blaine did the same. When Blaine arrived, it was clear that someone had told all of the New Directions the news. Tina was fuming as she walked in the choir room with Mike and Quinn.
"There has to be some kind of show choir competition committee we can complain to." Tina argued.
"I know it sucks guys, but it's not the end of the world." Blaine said guiltily. "Heck, you had your setlist stolen the day of the competition at Sectionals and you pulled that one off." he added.
"Well they can have our Journey and our Dreamgirls, but pilfering my Michael..uh uh..that's another level not okay." Artie said sassily.
"I'm not exactly comfortable having this conversation with Blaine in the room." Puck shot at Blaine. "Clearly once a Warbler, always a Warbler."
"Uh...what?" Blaine asked.
"Dude you told them what we were going to do." Puck retorted. "You're like a modern day Eggs Benedict. He's on notice as far as I'm concerned."
"We should all be on notice." Finn interjected coming to Blaine's rescue. "Next to Vocal Adrenaline, the Warblers are the best glee club in the state and for a lot of us this is our last shot at a championship, so we should stop complaining about the Warblers and figure out a way to beat them."
"Couldn't have said it better myself, Finn." Mr Shue said as he walked into the choir room. "I'm less worried about our setlist right now and more interested in getting us in the right mindset to crush those guys, which is why our lesson for the week is...What would Michael Jackson do?"
"He would fight back." Finn replied. "He'd say Regionals is ours, MJ is ours and if they want it, they can pry it from our sequin gloved hand."
"Straight up." Artie added. "In 1983, MTV said that they wouldn't air his "Billy Jean" video, what'd he do?" He fought back. They aired it and the "Thriller" album sold an additional ten million copies."
"I know what Michael would do. I think he would take it to the streets." Blaine said. No one at the time really knew what Blaine meant, but after rehearsal he explained his "Jackson off" idea and everyone loved it. Blaine took out his phone and sent a text to Sebastian.
Blaine: Tonight at 8. Be in the parking garage on fourth street. Bring "your" Warblers and be prepared to lose.
Sebastian: You're on.'
So, that night, they all gather in the parking garage on fourth street. The rest of the New Directions stayed hidden while Blaine and Santana went to meet the Warblers.
"Well, we're here." Sebastian said.
"We've got something to settle." Blaine told him. "Both of us want to use MJ for Regionals, but only one can."
"We're having a Jackson off nick at night. Winner gets the King of Pop for Regionals." Santana added.
"Us against the two of you? You really think you're that bad?" Sebastian scoffed. "Is that what they teach you at that little public school of yours?"
"It's time to see who's bad." Blaine growled as the rest of the New Directions came out of their hiding places with a snap of Santana's finger. The Warblers started singing "Bad" and then the New Directions joined in. It was going well. Blaine thought the New Directions sounded way better than the Warblers. They were clearly going to win. Then just as the song was coming to an end, Blaine saw Sebastian pull something out of a bag. It was a slushie and they were aiming right for Kurt. As Sebastian threw the slushie, Blaine jumped in front of Kurt and pushed him out of the way. The icy cold slushie flew into his eyes and Blaine fell to the ground screaming. Something wasn't right. His eyes were burning. Kurt fell to his side as the Warblers ran away.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Kurt asked frantically.
"My eyes are burning. Something is wrong." Blaine cried through the pain. The New Directions gathered around him.
"Okay, let me must see." Kurt told him. "Open your left eye first." Blaine did as he was told. Kurt could see that Blaine's eye was completely irritated. It was really red. "Okay, now your right eye" Kurt told him. Blaine tried, but as soon as he opened it a tiny bit, he felt like someone had stabbed him with a knife.
"Ow! I can't" Blaine cried as a red tear drop fell from his eye. Kurt thought that maybe it was just a drop of slushie, but then he realized that it was blood.
"Okay, Blaine honey stop crying. It's just making your eye worse." Kurt said softly. "We need to get him to a hospital. Something is definitely wrong." he added turning to Finn. Just the word hospital made Blaine panic.
"No! I don't want to go to the hospital." Blaine cried immediately. "Please Kurt! Don't make me go."
"Shh, don't get upset.' Kurt cooed. "We have to go get your eye fixed."
"I'll drive." Finn offered. He went over and lifted Blaine up slowly and then lead him blindly over to their car with kurt holding him up on the other side. Kurt knew it was best not to bring the whole glee club. Blaine was absolutely petrified of hospitals and would probably freak out, which in turn would make him extremely embarrassed. So, just he and Finn took him. Kurt sat in the back with his head on his lap. Every bump that Finn would drive over, Blaine would whimpered and clutch tighter onto Kurt's hand.
"Shh, we're almost there." Kurt soothed as he ran his fingers through Blaine's hair which was breaking free from it's gelled prison because of the slushie. That was another thing. Blaine was coated in ice cold sticky red slushie and was shivering like crazy. Kurt placed his jacket over him. His boyfriend was worth more than his jacket. When they got to the hospital, Kurt got out of the car with Blaine while Finn parked the car. Blaine leaned heavily on to Kurt as they struggled inside.
"We need some help." Kurt said once they got to the front desk. "My b- friend is hurt." Kurt said stumbling over the word boyfriend. He didn't want to take his chances on getting some homophobic doctor.
"Okay, fill out these forms and we'll be right with you." the nurse said handing over a clipboard. Kurt took the forms and gave her a look. Didn't these people get that Blaine was hurting? He went over and took a seat next to Blaine who was still clutching his right eye closed. Blaine leaned his head over and rested it on Kurt's shoulder as he tried not to cry from how much pain he was in. Soon enough, a doctor came out with a wheelchair to get Blaine.
"Okay, Mr. Anderson you can come with me." the doctor said as Blaine hesitantly sat down in the wheelchair. The doctor began to wheel him away and Blaine started to panic.
"K-kurt I want you to come with me." He cried.
"Can I go please?" Kurt asked the doctor.
"Are you eighteen?" the doctor replied.
"No, but please, he doesn't like hospitals and I'm the only one here." Kurt begged as Blaine clutched frantically onto Kurt's hand.
"Well, technically I'm not supposed to, but I guess it would be alright." the doctor replied. Kurt smiled at Blaine and followed the doctor back to an exam room. "So, Blaine what's wrong?" he asked.
"Umm...my eye is stinging really badly. I can't even open it." Blaine replied pointing to eye.
"Did you get something in you eye?" The doctor asked. Kurt rolled his eyes. No, it was magical pain! Yes he got something in his eye!
"Yes…" Blaine muttered.
"What was it?" the doctor pushed.
"A slushie." Blaine told him.
"Why are you kids going around throwing slushies at each other? When did that become a thing?" The doctor said.
"Tell me about it." Kurt muttered. "It wasn't a regular slushy though. I think there was something else in it, like rocks or something." Kurt said. "I've had my fair share of slushies thrown in my face and none of them have hurt like this does."
"Okay, well Blaine I'm going to need you to open your eye so I can examine it." The doctor said. Blaine shook his head no.
"I can't…" He said softly. 'It'll hurt too much."
"It'll also hurt if we don't take care of it now." the doctor said. "Just open it for a few seconds." Blaine took a deep breath and nodded. He opened it for a few seconds before closing it tightly because it hurt so much. "Alright, you did good Blaine. I saw that there is a pretty deep cut in your cornea and we'll probably need to fix that surgically." Blaine's eye widened.
"S-surgery?" he stuttered. "You can't just give me some medicine?" he asked.
"I'm afraid not. We'll arrange a date in the next few days for the surgery, but for now the best I can offer you is some pain killers." the doctor confessed.
"Okay, I'm willing to try anything." Blaine said softly trying not to cry.
"Alright, I'll go get those for you." The doctor replied before leaving the room. That was when Blaine broke down. He hunched over and started to cry. Kurt went over and pulled him into a hug.
"Shh, shh, it'll be alright." Kurt soothed.
"I don't want surgery." Blaine cried.
"I know." Kurt replied rubbing his back.
"Can you call Kim?" Blaine asked. "Her number is in my phone."
"Of course honey." Kurt replied. He went over to Blaine's slushie covered jacket and pulled out his phone, which surprisingly wasn't covered in the sticky red goop at all. He found Kim's number and then went into the hallway to talk to her. The phone continued to ring until Kurt finally heard Kim's voice.
"Blaine! Where are you? It's past your curfew!" Kim yelled. "You're supposed to be the good one!"
"Hi, Mrs. Adams." Kurt said slowly.
"Kurt?" she said surprised. "Why do you have Blaine's phone?"
"Well..there was a bit of an accident, but Blaine is okay." Kurt reassured her. "He is going to have to have surgery though."
"Rewind." Kim commanded. "What happened?"
"Well, we were having a sing off with the Warblers to decide which team gets to sing Michael Jackson at Regionals and Sebastian, one of their members, went to throw a slushie as me and Blaine pushed me out of the way. There was something in there and it scratched his cornea." Kurt told her.
"God...typical heroic Blaine." Kim sighed. "I'll be right down. What hospital are you guys at?" she asked.
"Lima Memorial." Kurt replied.
"I am getting tired of being at that hospital every other week." Kim groaned before hanging up the phone. Kurt went back in and found that the doctor had hooked him up to a morphine drip and had placed bandages over his eye and given him an eye patch.
"Hey Kurt! Look I'm a pirate!" He exclaimed.
"I can see that." Kurt laughed. "Those drugs work pretty fast huh."
"Yeah, I like drugs." Blaine said. "Everyone should get one of these." he added pointing to the IV in his hand.
"Yeah, I don't think so." Kurt told him.
"Hey Kurt you know what?" Blaine asked.
"What Blaine?" Kurt replied.
"I taste like cherry." Blaine said excitedly as he licked his hand, but his face quickly fell. Kurt was discovering that high Blaine was quite funny so he decided to humor him.
"What's wrong honey?" he asked.
"I like blueberry better." Blaine replied.
"Well, if you're good, I'll bring you a blueberry slushie after your surgery." Kurt told him.
"Oh yay!" Blaine said happily as he clapped his hands. "You're the best boyfriend ever!" Kurt laughed. This was going to be fun. For the next fifteen minutes, Kurt talked with Blaine about basically anything that popped into Blaine's mind. Finally, Kim arrived with Sami slung on her hip.
"Kim! Sami!" Blaine yelled. "You guys came! Now we can party!"
"Drugs?" Kim asked Kurt.
"Yup. He's pretty entertaining." Kurt informed her.
"Awesome." Kim replied sarcastically. "Here, hold Sami for me. He'll be enough of a struggle to get out to the car." Kurt took Sami into his arms and she whimpered weakly. She obviously did not like that fact that she was pressed to Kurt's sticky jacket rather that Kim's warm hip. A nurse came in and unhooked Blaine from his IV and then handed Kim a bag full of his pain pills for the next few days. Now, it was up to Kim to get him out of bed.
"Okay, honey, time to go." Kim said as she reached over and and helped him stand up.
"Are we going on an adventure?" he asked.
"Yeah sweetie, an adventure all the way to the van." Kim replied as she lead her foster son out to the car and helped him in.
"Is this a teleporter?" Blaine asked.
"No, but it'll vaporize anyone who talks." Kim replied as she shut the door. "That should shut him up." she laughed as she took Sami from Kurt's arm and began buckling it into her carseat. "Thank you for taking care of him."
"Anytime." Kurt replied. "Can I come over tomorrow to keep an eye on him. You've got your hand full with three little ones and...charlie so, it's the least I can do."
"Sure sweetheart that would be a big help." Kim replied as she climbed into the driver's seat.
"How come this spaceship isn't moving?" Blaine asked.
"Hey what did I say about being vaporized!" Kim retorted.
"You're talking!" Blaine retorted.
"I'm the captain of this ship. It won't vaporize me." Kim replied. "You on the other hand talked twice. One more time and poof! You're gone!" Blaine promptly closed his mouth and Kim drove home. When they got home, Kim got him into bed and he pretty much passed out. She had a busy night taking care of both Blaine and Sami who had caught the cold that had been going around the family. The poor little girl was not happy and Blaine was either in immense pain or high as a kite. Poor Kim was just so tired. The next day, while Blaine was currently under the influence of his pain pills and Sami was screaming, Kim got a phone call.
"Hello?" she said.
"Hello, Mrs Adams. I'm calling from Lima Memorial-"
"Oh God, which one of my kids is in there now?" Kim sighed.
"No, I'm the chief of staff and we have an opening for a nurse and we saw your resume. We would need you to come in for an interview just to finalize things." the man told her.
"Oh goodness, thank you." Kim replied. "But, I have two sick kids…" As Kim talked Blaine picked up his phone and called Kurt. Luckily, it was lunch so Kurt was able to answer.
"Blaine?" Kurt asked.
"Heeeyyy" Blaine slurred. "You should come over."
"I have school honey and I'm coming over later." Kurt told him.
"No, Kim needs you now. Sami is sick and I'm high as a kite...whatever that means I heard Kim say it. She's on the phone with some hospital peoples about a job, cuz she can't leave us."
"Okay, I guess I'll be right over." Kurt said.
"Thanks Kurt, you're the best." Blaine replied before hanging up. Blaine smiled very pleased with himself. About a half an hour later, Kurt knocked on the door and a frantic Kim opened the door.
"Kurt?" She said. "What are you doing here?"
"Blaine called me and said you needed me to come over and watch him and Sami."
"How did he call you?" Kim asked. "I took his phone." She walked into the living room and stood behind the couch. "Blaine, I have your phone, right?" She asked. Blaine simply held up his arm with his phone in his hand.
"Nope, you suck at hiding things. I found it." Blaine replied smugly. Kim took the phone from his hand.
"Hey!" Blaine yelled back.
"Kurt's already here. Who else are you going to text?" Kim retorted.
"People…" Blaine muttered. Kurt walked over and placed his hand on Kim's
shoulder.
"Kim, go to your interview. I've got this." Kurt told her.
"Thank you so much." Kim replied. "You…" Kim said pointing at Blaine. "be good."
"Yeah yeah words words." Blaine mocked.
"Give him more pain meds around four if I'm not back." Kim said before grabbing her purse and rushing out the door. Kurt looked around and then sat down.
"So what should we do?" Kurt asked.
"We could...you know." Blaine said. He tried to wink, but instead just closed both eyes.
"Yeah how about no. Where's Sami?" Kurt asked.
"In her crib." Blaine replied. "She's asleep."
"I gathered that." Kurt said just as Sami's cries echoed through the monitor.
"I guess she's not asleep anymore." Blaine giggled. Kurt sighed and went
upstairs and took Sami out of her crib.
"It's okay, shh shh." Kurt said as he rocked Sami in his arms. Sami barked a wet hacking cough into his shoulder and Kurt shudders at thought of all those germs getting on him. Babies were not his forte, but babies with germs were a nightmare. After about ten minutes of rocking Sami back and forth and comforting her, she finally settled her down and went back to sleep. Kurt went back downstairs and could tell that Blaine was coming off is painkiller high. His previous energy was gone and now he was slumped over on the couch.
"Hey, how's your eye?" Kurt asked.
"It hurts, not too bad, but it hurts." Blaine told him.
"Well, I can't give you more pain meds just yet, but how about we go upstairs on your bed and cuddle?" Kurt offered. Blaine nodded and allowed Kurt to help up and then they went upstairs and cuddled on Blaine's bed. Then, Kurt remembered the NYADA letter that his dad had come all the way to school to give him today. He had completely forgotten.
"Oh, I have something to tell you." Kurt said.
"What?" Blaine asked.
"I got my NYADA letter." Kurt said in a disappointed voice to throw him off.
"Oh Kurt, honey, I'm so s-" Blaine began before Kurt cut him off.
"I made it through!" Kurt yelled.
"You're a finalist?" Blaine asked excitedly.
"I'm a finalist!" Kurt repeated. Blaine pulled him into a hug.
"Kurt, that is so amazing!" Blaine said. Just then, Kurt's phone buzzed and he looked down and read the text before standing up.
"You have visitors." Kurt said.
"Hey wait, come back! We were cuddling." Blaine yelled. Kurt laughed and opened the door to the porch where Finn and Rachel were waiting.
"Hey guys, come on in." Kurt said. "Blaine's upstairs." They walked upstairs and Kurt flopped down in the chair next to Blaine's bed as Finn and Rachel came in.
"Hey, hey guys." Blaine said shyly.
"We brought you chicken noodle soup. I know it's not typically used to help eye injuries, but we figured it couldn't hurt." Rachel said as she sat the lime green bejeweled thermos down.
"And I brought you a couple of eye patch featuring films from my collection." Finn said as he handed the movies over to Blaine. "You got "Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides", "The Valkyrie" and "Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow"
"Aww, thank you guys. This is so amazing. It really means a lot to me that you'd come by to check up on me." Blaine said. "However, I can not let a single moment pass before first, raising a zero calorie toast to one Mr. Kurt Hummel, aka NYADA finalist. yay!" Blaine added as he poured a drink into a class for him and Kurt. Knowing how awkward this was for Rachel, Kurt tried not to make a big deal. He also wondered why his boyfriend had champagne glasses in his bedroom, but that was a question for another day.
"So, Blaine, when's the surgery?" Finn asked trying to change the subject. Blaine took a deep breath.
"Tomorrow. Honestly, I'm terrified." Blaine admitted.
"Don't sweat it dude." Finn told him. "You'll heal up good as new."
"Yeah, and there are tons of legendary performs that have only had one eye...Sammy Davis Jr., Columbo." Rachel added.
"Stewie Wonder...He did pretty good with no eyes at all." Finn interjected.
"You guys, I'm really upset that I'm missing Michael Week." Blaine confessed. "This just totally sucks."
"Well, that's why we figured we'd bring a little bit of Michael Week to you." Finn said with a smile as Rachel pulled out a little instrument and played a note. The started to sing "Ben" which was one of Blaine's all time favorite Michael Jackson songs. After they finished Blaine clapped.
"Thank you for that guys." Blaine said as little feet pounded up the stairs. Annie burst through the door and flopped down on Blaine's bed with Lucas just behind her.
"Blaine, I have to show you this picture I made at school."Annie rambled.
"Annie, slow down." Blaine laughed. "We have company. Finn, Rachel, these are my foster siblings Annie and Lucas. Can you guys say hi?" Blaine asked his siblings.
"Hi" Annie and Lucas said shyly.
"Guys, where is Charlie?" he asked. "She picked you up from the bus right?"
"She's smoking a cigarette." Annie informed Blaine.
"Where is she smoking the cigarette?" Blaine groaned.
"Outside." Annie answered.
"Well...at least it's outside.' Blaine sighed. "Charlie is my other foster sister and Sami is sleeping in the other room."
"Well, it was very nice to meet you guys." Rachel said to Annie and Lucas "We should get going."
"Okay, bye guys," Blaine said as Annie shoved a paper in his face and talked endlessly about her day at school. A little after four, Kim got back and she had a huge smile on her face. Blaine had crashed from the pain meds, Charlie went somewhere, and Annie and Lucas were playing in their room, while Kurt sat with Sami on his lap as she sucked on sippy cup.
"So, I take it the interview went good." Kurt said.
"Yes! I got the job." KIm exclaimed. "Thank you so much again, Kurt."
"It was no problem really." Kurt said.
"Blaine's got himself a really good guy. I'll make sure he holds onto you." She replied.
"Well, I've got a really good guy with an awesome family, so I don't plan on ever letting him go." Kurt replied. "Oh, what time is Blaine's surgery? I want to be there tomorrow."
"It's at 3:30" Kim replied.
"Good, I'll be there after school." Kurt said. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye!" Kim called after him. The next day after school, Kurt went to the hospital and found Blaine's room. Kim was there with him, but none of his other siblings were. Kurt made the assumption that Charlie was most likely "watching" them.
"Hey guys." He said. Blaine waved weakly at Kurt. Kurt could tell how scared he was.
"I'll leave you two for a minute." Kim said as she went in the hallway. Kurt walked over and sat down on the chair next to Blaine's bed.
"I don't want to do this." Blaine said weakly.
"I know, but once it's done, then you eye will be all better." Kurt said.
"Do you promise to be here when I wake up?" Blaine asked.
"Well, I'm already here. Of course I promise." Kurt replied. They sat and talked for a few minutes before two doctors came in and took Blaine away to surgery. Even though Kurt knew that this surgery wasn't life-threatening, he couldn't help but worry. Kurt swore he did not stop shaking until the doctors wheeled Blaine back into his room after the surgery. Kurt sat next to him and help his hand as he began to stir.
"Hey honey." Kurt said.
"Hey" he mumbled. "Did you bring my blueberry slushie?" he incoherently asked. Kurt laughed. He didn't even know how Blaine could remember that. Usually people on pain meds didn't remember a single thing they said or did.
"I'll go get it right now." Kurt said as he stood up and left Blaine with Kim. It had been a crazy few days and Kurt was glad it was over. He was glad that his Blaine was finally okay again.